Chapter 35

The news shocked him a lot. Shaolin has been a martial arts champion for hundreds of years. It's very powerful!

Except for Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King, who felt that he was crazy a few decades ago, no matter how reckless he was, he didn't dare to make trouble in Shaolin. Now someone has chosen the Mountain Gate of Shaolin!

"Brother, you should know that Shaolin is not only a group of donkeys. Even if they want to attack the demon sect, they will at least leave someone to guard their own mountain gate, right?"

The man is still a little unbelievable.

"It's said that Kong Xing, one of the four great monks of Shaolin, is staying in town. In addition, there are 300 disciples of Luohan hall. But it's no use. It's just a way to get people to take the mountain gate out of the way! "

"Is it the evil cult that did it to frighten the heroes and break up the alliance of the six factions?"

"No, the evil cult is in a hurry to recall the believers from all over the world and gather all forces to defend the bright top of the general altar. If such a force can be separated, they will not want it. "

The man thought a little, then denied his guess, and said.

"How can there be such a powerful force in the world?"

The one opposite is shaking his hair and laughing: "brother, you're wrong. It's not a force. It's just one person who picked Shaolin!"

"What! single! Don't make fun of me, brother! "

The man is a little unhappy. Isn't this bullshit hitting him!

"Well, brother, why don't you believe it?

"To tell you the truth, my brother, I came from Shaolin two days ago and met a monk in distress. I was asked for help from the Jianghu."

"The monks wanted to catch up with the main force of Shaolin and report for help, but they were in a hurry. They didn't have any money on them. They had to tell me the whole story. It's estimated that few people in the whole world know about it now! "

Seeing that the old man still didn't believe it, he said it with a look of shame.

"Is that true?"

"Then there's a fake!"

"Pa!"

The man was proud, but felt someone slapped him heavily on the shoulder.

Looking back, there was an old man in grey, with a yellow face and thick eyebrows. He held a wooden staff with a deer head in one hand, and the other hand was on his shoulder.

"That's true!"

The man was not happy at once. The old man asked so rudely.

"Our two brothers are drinking and talking here. You old man dare to eavesdrop on me and get out of here!"

The man immediately shrugged his shoulders and tried to teach the old man a lesson.

But only feel the shoulder hit the stone wall, and it seems to be forceps!

"Ah

The man's face was ferocious immediately, and he couldn't help crying loudly!

"I'll ask you again! What you just said is true

The man only felt that his shoulder bones were going to be crushed. Looking at the old man, he looked like a devil. He knew that he had encountered a hard stubble and was controlled by others. He quickly asked for mercy!

"It's true, it's true! Let go, my shoulder is going to break! Ah

"Then you know what that man looks like!"

The old man in grey was unmoved and let him cry bitterly. Then he asked himself.

"It's said that he was a young man, dressed in white, with an ancient sword and a maid in red."

"Toast, no penalty!"

When the old man in grey got what he wanted to know, he let go of the man and went to the inn.

The man was enraged and dazzled, so he picked up the long knife leaning on the table and attacked the old man in grey with his back.

The old man in grey hummed coldly. He gathered evil spirit between his brows. He didn't look back. He just raised his deer head wooden staff in his hand. As soon as his wrist turned, he poked hard behind him.

"Poof!"

The long sword was waved high, but it fell powerlessly. The man's heart was broken by the old man's stick, and his seven orifices were bleeding and fell powerlessly.

The old man who had been at the table with him turned to flee, regardless of his weapons.

But there is a person standing out in the elegant seat of the inn. If you lift the curtain, you can turn over your hand!

Grey palmprint, passing through the air! Hit the old man!

That person immediately body a stiff, the face is covered with iron blue gray two colors, straight fell down, no breath!

Not strong wind, but hurt invisible, very shady!

The middle man is as stiff and blue as he is exposed to the cold winter of March 9. It is xuanming God who has no one else!

Crane pen Weng gave a smile, turned around and bowed his head slightly to greet a man in the elegant room.

He wore a beautiful white robe with golden crown and hair. He held an ancient wooden fan in his hand, and his eyebrows were full of heroic spirit.

But his face is as warm and smooth as jade, as white as cream, and his eyebrows and eyes are bright and vivid, which is beyond description.

"Princess!" The deer staff guest also stood on one side and bowed his head.

"Mr. Lu, have you confirmed that the news is true?"

Zhao Min side head politely asked, xuanming two old martial arts, she is also not like ordinary servants that command.

"It doesn't look like that man's bullshit. It should be true!"

"But according to what he said, I don't remember that there is such a master in my mind. He should be a late comer in the world."

Zhao Min listened to the deer stick guest's words, the facial expression also doesn't care too much, Hua of a open hand folding fan.

"No problem, just send someone to check it out. If there are any experts, they can be more powerful than the two gentlemen."

After listening to Zhao Min's words, the two of them are accepted. Although they are not well-known, who can be their opponent except Zhang Sanfeng in today's world.

As for Zhang Sanfeng, he's just a grasshopper after autumn. He won't be around for a few days, so it's not worth worrying about.

"I don't know if the sudden appearance of this man will affect your plan, princess."

Crane pen Weng suddenly leaned over and asked the key.

"If you want to say that the influence has already been affected, but it's not in the way. If you come across it and see if you can work for Dayuan first, it's good to know the current affairs. You can't kill it!"

Zhao Min waves her fan and goes outside the inn. She has something else to make an appointment with Shaolin Yuanzhen. She has something important to discuss. It's not suitable to delay here.

A few decades later, a mighty army of Yuan soldiers hugged Zhao Min and two old men xuanming and rushed to the direction of Guangming top of the demon sect.

More than ten days later, the six factions headed by Shaolin officially called on the heroes of the rivers and lakes and the heroes of the right path to hold a pre war consultation. Some good people ordered him to be a demon slaughtering conference.

At this point, the wind and clouds move!

It's like a jar of water suddenly dropped a scorched charcoal, boiling for a while, and peace no longer exists!

The whole world revolves around the battle between the six sects and the demon sect!

At this time, in a spacious carriage, there are all kinds of martial arts secret books at the end. A man in green is leaning on one side, seriously understanding the martial arts in his hand.

On the other side, a woman in red is also reading a martial arts secret book, but she is not as leisurely as a man, and her face is irritable.

"Take it easy. What are you afraid of? You are not a member of the Ming religion. Shaolin shouts, fights and kills."

Li Xiu got Tianqing Liuli Sutra. He has been in a good mood for the rest of this month. At this time, he saw Xiaozhao bored and maliciously joked.

"In the past, it was unfortunate that I would be in danger only when I was exposed, but now the whole Shaolin Temple is eager to dig three feet to find me and then skin and bone me!"

"Can it be the same?"

After listening to Li Xiu's words, Xiao Zhao was not angry and went back.