The raging flames engulfed the thousand-year-old temple, Ren Yingying's face was neither sad nor joyful, and the firelight brought her not light and warmth, but boundless darkness and coldness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Prepare for battle. Ren Yingying ordered.

"Yes, Holy Auntie. The people of the three mountains and five mountains around replied.

At the foot of Shaomu Mountain, Master Fang Sheng's eyes were red, staring at the fire that rose to the sky, and shouted loudly: "They dare to set fire to the temple. How dare they ...... , woo, the ancestors of the past dynasties are above, and Fang Sheng is incompetent. ”

Master Fang Zheng on the side clenched the Zen staff in his hand, the green tendons soared, and the true qi surged, leaving a deep handprint on the Zen staff made of stainless steel.

"As long as I'm still there, the Shaolin Temple is there. Only one temple was burned, and the Shaolin Temple will never be destroyed. We will wait for the demon to be eliminated today, and the Shaolin will be rebuilt in the future. Master Fang Zheng said.

"Eliminate the demon and rebuild Shaolin. Master Fang Sheng shouted in a deep voice.

The surrounding Shaolin Temple monks did not shout along with it, but the confusion and panic in their eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by perseverance and confidence.

Yue Buqun, who led the Wuyue Sword to aid Shaolin, looked at Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng's response, and nodded secretly.

"Please ask Master Fang Zheng to order, my Wuyue Sword Sect will definitely help you, and you will definitely leave these Demon Sect thieves on Shaomu Mountain. Yue Buqun said righteously.

"Thank you, Lord Yue. Master Fang Zheng said.

Immediately, Kunlun, the beggar gang and other factions also expressed their support.

Master Fang Zheng thanked them one by one, and then began to dispatch troops.

A group of buildings in front of the Shaolin Temple have been turned into a sea of fire, Ren Yingying led the people under his command to gradually retreat, and Xiang Wentian led some people to open up a firebreak, and everyone settled down.

Cao Xu came all the way to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, which is a small mountain peak several miles away from Shaolin Temple.

I saw only a few pine trees on the top of the mountain, and there were no houses.

When I arrived at the peak, I saw a bare land and a flat land, and there were no houses, only three tall pines, the works were arranged in a zigzag, and the branches were inserted into the sky, like a dragon. Each pine tree has a hole in its trunk to accommodate a person, and in the hollow of each tree sits an old monk.

"Three old monks, King Kong Demon Circle. This inheritance has never been broken. Cao Xu looked at the situation in front of him and was quite surprised in his heart.

However, today, he has stepped into the pinnacle of his innate nature, his true body is not leaking, and he has become a gang of qi, which is the spiritual realm, and he has also dabbled in it, which is better than Zhang Wuji who is fighting against the King Kong Demon Circle in the Yitian World. Naturally, we have faith and break down all obstacles.

Cao Xu appeared generously and said: "The younger generation was entrusted by others to come to save Ren seniors from difficulties, and where they were offended, they also looked forward to the three Haihans." ”

"Amitabha. "The three old monks shouted the Buddha's name.

Cao Xu walked to the field step by step, every step was fluttering, but when it fell to the ground, it caused the earth to shake, and the three old monks could no longer sit still, only to see a black rope directly towards Cao Xu's chest, and the black rope turned into a straight blade, like a spear, like a rod, stabbing at the same time, and the other two black ropes were also wrapped around from both sides.

Cao Xu was not in a hurry, and with a flip of his right hand, he grabbed the black rope that attacked him in the chest, and the mixed yuan gang qi urged, and attacked directly along the black rope, and the true qi hidden in the black rope collapsed in front of the mixed yuan gang qi.

With a wave of his left hand, he pushed away the black rope attacking from both sides, and the mixed Yuan Gang qi in his right hand poured into the black rope in his hand without stopping.

"Hmm. The old monk on the other end of the black rope snorted, obviously having been injured in this battle of internal strength.

"Senior brother. ”

"Senior brother. ”

Two urgent shouts came, and as soon as the injured monk raised his hand, the melanin in his hand waved, wanting to escape from Cao Xu's hands.

The two black ropes on the left and right immediately attacked, pointing at Cao Xu's upper and lower bodies, surrounding Wei to save Zhao, and wanting to get the injured old monk out of the predicament.

Cao Xu's left hand danced, extremely fast, or palm, or fist, or finger, varied, firmly blocking the two black ropes attacking from the left and right, so that they could not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

The injured old monk struggled to hold on under the fierce attack of the mixed Yuan Gangqi.

Gang Qi and True Qi, just like steel and iron, there is a qualitative difference between the two. This qualitative gap cannot be narrowed by desperate efforts.

"The two seniors, please stop, otherwise the other senior's life may not be saved. Cao Xu suddenly said.

The black ropes on the left and right sides flickered and were all retracted.

With a wave of Cao Xu's right hand, the black rope moved with it, flying away from the injured old monk's hands, and instantly entwined the old monk's hands.

Although the old monk struggled desperately, it was to no avail.

"Let it go, I'll let go of this senior. Cao Xu said.

The two old monks were silent.

"The three seniors' Vajra Demon Circle cultivators are not at home, so they can't deal with me. Instead of completely tearing your face, it is better to make a deal, keep your useful body, and leave a vitality for Shaolin Temple. Cao Xu continued.

"Amitabha. A Buddha horn came from the left, the black rope waved, and the lid above the middle stone cave was removed, and the old monk on the right flew down, and after a while, he took me up.

After seeing Cao Xu, Ren Xing snorted coldly and did not speak.

"Ren, senior, please. Cao Xu said.

Let me flick my sleeves and stride away.

After Cao Xu waited for a while, he threw the black rope in his hand, then tiptoed a little, and quickly left with light skills.

When I came to the bottom of the mountain, I didn't see the sound of letting me go, and Cao Xu didn't care. It seems that as long as such old rivers and lakes don't die by themselves, basically nothing will happen.

All the way to the Shaolin Temple, there are fighting shouts and shouts in the distance, and the Shaolin monks and the men and horses under the command of Ren Yingying are in ruins and forget to die.

Cao Xu took out a firework from his arms, put it on the ground and lit it, and then quickly left.

In the Shaolin Temple, after seeing the fireworks, Ren Yingying immediately notified his subordinates to evacuate.

It's easy to come and hard to go.

Not only are the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple desperately pursuing, but there are also other sects ambushing and picking up leaks.

There were more than 5,000 horses, and when they reached the bottom of the mountain, they were less than 1,000. It's a shame that the leaders of these people are all controlled by the "Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill", otherwise they would have dispersed in a hurry.

Ren Yingying didn't dare to delay, and immediately led the crowd to leave.

After chasing down the mountain, the righteous people shouted and killed for a while, and then they collected their troops and returned to the mountain.

As the saying goes, the poor don't chase, everyone is not a fool.

Most of the Shaolin Temple was burned down, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng were organizing firefighting, and the three old monks in the back mountain came to ask for guilt.

Master Fang Zheng looked at the devastated Shaolin Temple, sighed "alas", and said: "I don't blame the three uncles for this matter, I only blame me for failing to break the word 'name', and finally ended up like this." ”

Fang Zheng's sigh announced the destruction of the myth of Shaolin Temple.

Fame and fortune harm others, but if you don't experience it yourself, who can easily break it?