Shaoshi Mountain.

Shaolin Temple.

Inside and outside the mountain gate.

Both sides are fighting, but both sides have become outsiders.

For the monks in Shaolin Temple, no matter whether they are outside or inside, there are always evil guests coming to their door, and there is even a feeling of reversal.

first.

The monks in Shaolin Temple discovered that the person who made the decision was not them, but someone else.

Outside the mountain gate.

There were seriously injured monks lying on the ground. I don’t know how many people died under the roar of the lion. But the Shaolin monks who appeared outside were almost wiped out. Even many people in the Beggar Gang were injured.

It was the other heroes who came to the Heroes Conference who helped, otherwise there would probably not even be anyone to collect the bodies in that situation.

And inside the mountain gate.

Sutra Pavilion.

Murong and his son had already had a thorough confrontation with Qiao Feng and his son.

Murong Bo faced off against Xiao Yuanshan.

Murong Fu fell in love with Qiao Feng.

The two old men were each practicing the unique Shaolin skills they learned from peeking in the Sutra Pavilion.

Xiao Yuanshan's Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique, Prajna Palm is used casually, and its moves are fierce, without the compassion that Shaolin martial arts should have. Murong Bo uses Wei Tuo Palm to deal with the opponent's Prajna Palm, and uses Shaolin's unique skills to deal with it.

Shaolin's unique skills are mixed with his own unique skills - Dou Chuan Xing Yi.

Like their fathers, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu also completely fell in love with each other.

Even though they had a good impression of each other at first, at this moment, they are enemies and are extremely jealous when they meet.

The fierce Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms brought up strong winds and a momentum like a dragon's roar, which made Murong Fu keep retreating. Even if Murong Fu responded with a sudden move and counterattacked with the opponent's palm force, he was still

At a disadvantage.

boom!

Four palms facing each other.

It was the most violent attack of palm power. The energy was so strong that all the wooden boards on the ground exploded and flew in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers. Murong Fu let out a muffled groan and was thrown away by Qiao Feng.

He went out and broke through the wall, leaving a human-shaped hole in the wall.

"Um?"

When Murong Bo saw this, he couldn't help but feel worried. He pointed out with his hands, and the invisible pointing energy directly brushed Qiao Feng's arm, causing traces of blood.

"Where are you looking?!"

Xiao Yuanshan was furious when he was forced away by the opponent's palm. He raised his hand and struck out with the killing move of Prajna Palm.

Bang!

Double palm strike!

The bookshelf next to him suddenly became the victim of the internal conflict between the two.

burst. scatter.

The secret book of Shaolin's secrets placed on it was also torn apart by the violent energy at this moment, scattered and fell to the ground.

…

"story!"

"That's it!"

In a room not far from the Sutra Pavilion, an old monk who has been tremblingly sweeping the Sutra Pavilion for decades was not sweeping the floor with his broom at the moment.

, but sat cross-legged on the futon.

With his hands clasped together, his face looked like the bark of an old tree, neither sad nor happy.

In front of him, sitting cross-legged, was a woman dressed in white and wearing a bamboo hat.

The rule that women cannot enter the Shaolin Temple was broken three days ago when the woman in white in front of her entered the Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

"The poor monk has understood what the donor said!"

Bowing slightly, the old monk's unhurried voice began to echo in the room. It was as warm as water, just like the Buddha whispering, with a compassionate meaning that made people feel comfortable both physically and mentally, "This is my Buddhist teaching."

Doom!"

"This has been the fate of Buddhism since the Tang Dynasty!"

"The poor monk already knows what the donor said!"

In the distance, the faint sound of fighting fell into his ears. The old monk's ears trembled slightly, and then he sighed: "Donor, forgive me, someone messed up the Sutra Pavilion. The poor monk needs to deal with it.

!”

After saying that, the old monk stood up slowly. He walked out of the door and walked towards the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion outside.

Doom?

Maybe it’s really the fate of Buddhism!

No!

To be precise, he is his own destiny!

Today, I am afraid that she has fulfilled this fate. Whenever she confronts Mr. Dao, she will be targeted if she does not take a step forward. Maybe it is time to make a final settlement with him.

Master Feixuan closed her eyes and meditated, while her jade hands stroked the long sword placed on her knees. This sword was the Yue Que Sword imitated by her daughter Mingkong. As her jade hands brushed, the gold and silver bells

It couldn't help but make a crisp sound in the room.

sound.

But the sounds were also showing her the situation in front of her.

Yue Yuan wanted to completely destroy the Shaolin Temple in one battle, just like how he burned down the Jing Nian Temple.

In the beginning, it was her own fault.

Now, how can Shi Fei Xuan let Yue Yuan succeed?

Neither she nor the guardians of this generation of Buddhism will allow the other party to achieve this goal. As for the matter of her daughter... Master Feixuan gritted her teeth and could only put it in the back of her mind temporarily. If this problem is solved, what is left?

is no longer a problem.

"ha!"

With a self-deprecating laugh, Shi Feixuan slowly stood up and stepped out.

People did not go in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

There are Buddhist mountain guardians of this generation who call the shots.

Speaking of the Mountain Guard, Shi Feixuan originally had the intention of choosing Xu Ziling as a candidate. Unfortunately, when facing Yue Yuan, she completely lost her sense of proportion and ended up in vain.

"..."

Shi Feixuan turned around and glanced in the direction where the sweeping monk left, and he walked towards the mountain gate.

The Buddhist mountain guardian is confident enough, but in Shi Feixuan's opinion, I'm afraid it's still not enough!

Shaolin's seventy-two stunts...

Can you stop that person?

Outside the mountain gate.

After Yue Yuan's Qi wall was broken, it was no longer a simple defense to see Dugu Feng's moves.

At this moment, Yue Yuan had already seen Dugu Feng's fourth sword.

A true epee.

The heroes present had truly seen what it means to be a top master. If Yue Yuan and Dugu Feng's actions were actions in the true sense, then the previous actions were just random actions before taking action.

A heavy sword without an edge is a rotten sword without any workmanship!

One sword was heavier than the other, and the surging force was like the tide.

Before the front wave ends, the back wave follows closely. The surging power comes one after another.

Yue Yuan, on the other hand, stood still and refused to give way. He used his hands to block Dugu Feng's increasingly frenzied attacks, but was only pushed back a few steps. That's all... that's all.

Not only that, Yue Yuan has already given up the protective energy wall.

This is his attitude.

Dugufeng also knew this attitude.
To be continued...