The story of the siege of Guangming Ding by the six major factions has already passed for more than 100 years, and where have the heroes present heard the eulogy of the holy fire of this Ming Sect. It's just that this group of martial arts people who only know how to fight fiercely have never seen such a tragic and heroic enemy who sees death as home, and the Five Elements Banner is only a thousand people, which is not as good as the eleventh number of the Ming Sect members back then, but the heroes of the rivers and lakes all over the mountains and fields stood in front of the thousands of people chanting loudly, but they felt their legs weak for no reason, and even worse, there was the ugliness of incontinence.

The face of the witness changed again and again, and he heard the black-clothed entourage beside Qin Mu report to Qin Mu: "A stick of incense has passed." ”

Hearing this, Qin Mu slowly pulled out the Ruoying Knife with his right hand, and he didn't say a word, but the tip of the knife pointed to the gate of Shaolin Temple, and the Five Elements Flag behind him was the same person, approaching Fang Zheng and the others step by step.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng knew in his heart that if he stopped fighting at this time, Shaolin would become a laughing stock of martial arts, so he shouted: "Shaolin disciples, put up a big array of Arhats, and subdue demons." ”

And those martial arts people who came to watch were all people who didn't cry when they didn't see the coffin, they all made a commotion, they all took out their blades in their hands, and rushed towards that Qin Mu with a tiger's eye, and what they fought in their hearts was nothing more than the idea of capturing the thief and capturing the king first.

Seeing this, Qin Mu smiled contemptuously, and with a slight wave of the blade in his hand, he saw the white-clothed sectarians in the five-star flag behind him shouted, and threw out the short spears in their hands together, it turned out that the white-clothed sectarians were practiced by Qin Mu imitating the Ming Sect Rui Jin Banner, and they were best at long-range means such as bows and arrows and javelins, Where have the martial arts people who rushed up have seen such an attack method that covers the sky and the sun, they are all shocked, and they no longer want to kill Qin Mu to become famous in one fell swoop, and they frantically wave their blades in order to protect themselves, but where can they stop it, the first blow of the five-element flag will kill those people in the rivers and lakes who want to pick up the cheap, and the blood is flowing like a river.

When the nine Shaolin masters saw the scenery of Shura's hell in front of them, they all lowered their heads and recited the Buddha's name, only to see Linghu Chong choke and pull out the sword in his hand, and shouted at Qin Mu with an angry face: "You are a poisonous method and a ruthless heart." ”

But hearing Qin Mu, he didn't care about his complexion: "I didn't want to pay too much attention to you, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, since you have to let me go out of the mountain to be a demon, then I'll let you see, my Sun Moon Divine Sect is disdainful, not impossible." As he spoke, the knife in his hand moved forward a little further.

This time, it was the sect members in green clothes who came out of the ranks, but they were four people carrying a giant log, and there was no hindrance between the marches, divided into dozens of small teams to walk like flying, and they collided with the Arhat array in front of Ling Hu Chong, after all, this Arhat array can't really train the human body to become an Arhat, where is the giant wood blow, the green wood flag everyone really played that giant tree with a god, or up or down, left or right, the monks in the Arhat array are unable to enter, want to retreat, next to each other, that is, the ribs are broken, and the mouth spits blood. This Arhat Array, which has been inherited for thousands of years, has no effect at all under this strict attack method, but a stick of incense has been broken cleanly.

Ling Hu Chong watched from behind, thinking to himself in his heart, although he had comprehended Dugu Jiujian for five years, he felt that he was more than three percent better than his swordsmanship on the Black Wood Cliff that day, but when he saw this unreasonable offensive, he was also helpless.

Seeing the heavy casualties of the Shaolin disciples, Fang Zheng was also anxious in his heart, but he shouted: "Stop!"

Qin Mu waved his hand, but he wanted to hear what this scheming Shaolin abbot had to say, so he listened to this monk and said: "Master Qin, don't you think that victory is not martial arts?

When Qin Mu heard this, he couldn't help laughing, looking at the crowded martial arts people and laughing: "Fight more and fight less, but I don't know who is more and who is less?"

As soon as Fang Zheng heard the words of this scoundrel, he could no longer hold up the compassionate face that had been used for decades, and shouted at Qin Mu: "Master Qin, don't forget that Miss Gu is still a guest in my temple, if you lose both today, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

When Qin Mu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Anyway, what are you waiting for?"

Fang Zheng was secretly happy in his heart, but said: "Last time your Divine Sect Leader came to Shaolin Temple, we used three battles to decide the winner, and today the Qin Sect Leader is here, you might as well follow the old practice and compete three more times." He saw that Qin Mu only brought a Tong Baixiong with him, and it was estimated that he couldn't get the third master, and he secretly thought that he had already won one game, and he only needed to win one more game, which was a victory, although Tong Baixiong had some kung fu, but he was present, Chong Xuan and Linghu Chong were sure to win him, so if you count, there was no suspense in this competition.

How did he know that this Qin Mu has opened a lecture in the Sun Moon Divine Sect for five years, but he doesn't care about the view of the portal at all, as long as he has made a certain contribution to the Divine Sect, he can have the opportunity to practice superior martial arts, and he even takes the elders to the Transmission Hall from time to time to give lectures, this Sun Moon Divine Sect has a lot of young and middle-aged masters, if it is a proof, Ling Hu Chong is naturally invincible, but the group of people behind him, who can fight with the two of them, but they can't be counted on one hand, that Tong Baixiong is the first to get the moon near the water, and his martial arts have made great progress, and now if he does it, it is difficult to say whether he will win or lose。

I only heard Qin Mu pretend to be curious and asked, "What if I wait for victory, what if you wait for victory?"

Fang Zheng seemed to be more confident, and replied loudly: "If the sect leader wins, we will naturally admit defeat, then Gu girl and Yi Jinjing will be handed over to the sect leader, if we are lucky enough to win a move and a half, but we want to ask the sect leader Qin and the Gu girl to pray for ten years for the friends and monks in the rivers and lakes who unfortunately died today." But the more he thought about it, the more determined he became, and naturally he didn't want to be harsh, so that Qin Mu was unwilling to deal with this competition.

But the Qin Mu who listened to it smiled, and said in his mouth: "This is very good, but it is one thing, if I win, the Shaolin disciples who insulted my holy aunt that day must also be handed over to me" did not wait for him to answer, and indeed continued in his mouth: "Why bother three games, I have heard for a long time that the three martial arts are strong, but today I have to learn the high tricks." ”

After that, it was the body that flew straight from the horse to the three of Linghu Chong, and there was a sword light in the head, and it was actually about to challenge the three masters who were recognized as the strongest in the righteous path.