The head of the World Association, inside the main hall.

"What did you say? There are more than a thousand monks from Shaolin Temple who are coming to the world. Moreover, there are a large number of innate realm masters and many masters in the Grandmaster realm?"

Listening to Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng's answers, Xiongba narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his face became gloomy.

The strength of Shaolin Temple is somewhat beyond his expectations.

"You go down first and arrange someone to welcome the monks of Shaolin Temple."

Xiongba waved his hand and gave in to Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng leaving, without panic.

"Gang Master, the more than a thousand monks killed many sects with masters in charge along the way. Their strength is unfathomable and we have to guard against it..."

After Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng left, a figure in black reported again.

With the heroic character of a domineering hero, it is naturally impossible to just listen to Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng’s report. He also has his own information channels.

"I am very interested in Shaolin Temple now."

Xiongba's mouth outlined a cold curve.

In the past, he ignored Shaolin Temple because Shaolin Temple was insignificant and his prestige in the world was even worse than a second-rate sect. Now Shaolin Temple has become a major obstacle to his unification of martial arts.

He must get rid of it.

"Notify the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi and ask them to prepare and then transfer ten thousand disciples of the Tianxia Society."

Xiongba sneered.

Back then, the Sword Saint organized a battle between Tianchi and the No. 1 killer in the martial arts world for seven days and seven nights, killing only one hundred and eight killers, the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi, who had the highest martial arts skills, to escape, and the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi were secretly conquered by him.

If Shaolin Temple had been hiding in the dark, he might be a little afraid. Now that Shaolin Temple has returned to the world, he has some ways to deal with Shaolin Temple.

"The gang leader is not good, those monks from Shaolin Temple are directly rushing into the mountains."

At this moment, a figure wearing a high hat, holding a feather fan in his hand, wiping blush, and a sharp voice, ran over in panic.

This person is really the domineering right-hand man Wen Chou Chou and the great housekeeper of the World Association.

"It seems that their visitors are not good!"

Xiongba said with an angry look on his face and gloomy.

In the past, the world came to fight against other sects, but now some sects openly fight against their world come to fight against them.

"Follow me to see."

After Xiongba finished speaking, he walked outside in a stairs.

He is very confident in his strength. If the martial arts myth was unknown, or the sword saint came here, he would be a little afraid of the domineering.

Shaolin Temple's strength did exceed his desire, but it did not exceed his control.

Are there many more than a thousand monks?

Their Tianxia Association has already exceeded 10,000 disciples, and now there are hundreds of thousands of disciples. There are tens of thousands of disciples stationed in the Tianxia Association alone.

There is only one factor that can really determine the outcome of the World Association and Shaolin Temple, whether it is his dominance stronger or the masters of Shaolin Temple are stronger.

"Xiongba, over the past few decades, your world will expand its forces, conquering and destroying countless families. We should have eliminated you, the devil, but I am merciful. Today, our Shaolin Temple will punish you with a hundred sticks in front of all the heroes. I hope you will take it as a warning, put down your butcher knife, govern the world, and benefit the people of the world."

Taking advantage of the abbot's chance to speak, he directly announced the verdict of Shaolin Temple on Xiongba.

Although they have the confidence to kill Xiongba, it is easier to maintain a living Xiongba to establish the majesty of their Shaolin Temple.

If Xiongba died, many people would definitely slander Xiongba. All Xiongba’s achievements were attributed to luck. Shaolin Temple could only gain the reputation of killing a person with ambition in the martial arts world.

If Xiongba was not dead, after this attack from Shaolin Temple, Xiongba's prestige in the world would plummet. He used to be afraid of Xiongba, but those who were hampered by Xiongba's prestige would definitely avenge Xiongba.

When these people are defeated one by one by Xiongba, Xiongba's prestige will increase again, and their prestige in Shaolin Temple will also increase further.

"You are the abbot of Shaolin Temple?"

Xiongba stood with his hands behind his back, his tiger eyes staring coldly at the abbot Kucheng, his tone filled with a faint murderous intent.

What is it that Shaolin Temple is dominating?

He said he would punish him and wanted to hit him with a hundred sticks. Do you really think that they are invincible in the world in Shaolin Temple?

"Let me try your power, do you have such a big tone?"

Xiongba said as he was holding a transparent energy body condensed with his hands behind him.

Three points return to the vitality!

Xiongba's unique skills, Tianshuang Fist, Fengshen Leg and Paiyun Palm, are compactly combined. The three masters are used together and they are bombarded from different directions. At the same time, the internal and external complement each other, and the three elements flow, thus reaching the state of natural transformation and endless rebirth.

Xiongba passed the three-point Guiyuanqi separately to some of his three disciples, and all of them allowed Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng to gain a great reputation in the world. It is conceivable how profound martial arts the three-point Guiyuanqi is.

"Boom~"

Ten thousand disciples of the World Association rushed over like a torrent, surrounding more than a thousand monks.

"I'm giving you a chance to fight fairly."

Xiongba looked confident and domineering.

"Eighteen Bronze Man Formation!"

Unfortunately, Kuaibai and others were more decisive than Xiongba wanted, and there was no nonsense. Eighteen people flew out of the Shaolin Temple team and turned into eighteen little golden giants to surround Xiongba.

Eighteen golden flickers, emitting a terrible aura, forming a layer of terrible strength to seal Xiongba’s all directions. The breeze blew, and the eighteen linen and large shorts also swayed gently.

"It's great not to explode!"

Ku Cheng Abbot and others breathed a sigh of relief, and then he focused his attention on Xiongba in the formation.

"Eighteen Grand Masters?"

Different from those of the internal skill masters, external skill masters do not explode, and even strong people in the same realm will find it difficult to sense the other party's strength level. Killing the sudden outbreak of the abbot and others made Xiongba's face turn green.

He is only at the level of a great master.

Now he is directly surrounded by eighteen great masters. What’s even more hateful, these eighteen people use formations to deal with him!

"All the Grandmasters?"

The forces of various sects who came to watch were also shocked and shocked.

In today's world, the strongest man on the surface is a master at the level of the Grand Master. The reason why the world's expansion is so unscrupulous is because of Xiongba's strong strength. No one is his opponent and cannot stop the world's expansion.

The ten thousand disciples of the World Club looked even more frightened and did not dare to take action.

"Masters, wait..."

Xiongba quickly put away his three-point return energy. He originally thought that at least one grandmaster or two grandmasters would come to Shaolin Temple. He had no problem with several ordinary grandmasters at the late stage of the Grandmaster.

However, he never thought that there were eighteen or eighteen external masters, and they also practiced the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation. How could he fight?

"Three points return to the vitality!"

Xiongba roared, and a transparent energy cover enveloped him.

"Stay calm down with all your masters..."

Xiongba said anxiously.

"Click~"

All he responded to was the shadow of sticks in the sky and a cracking sound like glass.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"·········

No one responded to Xiongba at all. The golden stick condensed by the sky was like a rushing rain and fell on Xiongba. Xiongba did not even hold on for ten breaths, and was covered by the shadow of the stick in the sky without any power to fight back.

"Start the punishment!"

About a quarter of an hour later, after the abbot Kucheng and others confirmed that Xiongba had no ability to resist, two bronze men pulled Xiongba's legs and walked towards the center of the square. Blood spread along the way, leaving long blood marks, which looked very terrifying.

"Hiss~"

All the onlookers took a breath of air and looked at everything in front of them with horror.
Chapter completed!