Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 853
Hearing this sudden sound, the man's heart skipped a beat.

He stopped, turned and looked behind him.

But saw a group of people have already walked into the hall.

These people are tall and tall, with black clothes covering their faces.

Each of them held a long stick in their hands, and there was a flash of light in their exposed eyes.

At first glance, the momentum is compelling.

"Shaolin school?"

After seeing these men in black, the man glanced twice and asked in a deep voice.

"How do you know..."

Hearing this, the leading man moved his eyes and said, "Bah! What Shaolin faction!?"

"We are here to fetch treasures from this ancient tomb, and have nothing to do with Shaolin!"

puff...

Hearing these words, Wang Ye almost laughed out loud.

These bald donkeys from Shaolin still won't do bad things...

Not to mention the words that there is no silver three hundred taels here.

It's everyone's round head and long stick in their hands, which has completely sold them out.

"okay…"

Looking at the appearance of the group of black people in front of him, the man said, "The next time you do something like this..."

"Remember to ask some people to stuff some wormwood into their headscarves..."

"Don't just carry long sticks..."

"So, I can still believe that you have nothing to do with Shaolin!"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, the group of men in black looked at each other's heads, and at the long sticks in their hands.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene fell into a strange silence.

snort!
Seeing this, the leading man snorted coldly.

He tore off the black cloth covering his face, revealing his true face.

This person is monk Huiguo of the Shaolin School.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn't help but twitched his lips.

really…

These bald donkeys from Shaolin are getting more and more bottomless...

He said he remained neutral, did not help each other, and pretended to leave.

Up to now, he still changed into black clothes and killed a carbine.

Judging from this, the six major sects outside the ancient tomb may have suffered heavy casualties.

Seeing Monk Huiguo's face, the man sneered.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and said: "The dignified Shaolin sect also does this kind of thing of stealing graves?"

"Wouldn't the heroes of the world be afraid to ridicule this matter if it gets out!?"

"Shame?"

Hearing this, Monk Huiguo snorted coldly: "In the past, Shaolin Wudang was the leader of the martial arts, and everyone in the martial arts admired..."

"Ever since that bastard Shengjun stormed the mountain gate, killed my monks, and burned my scriptures, he has been devastated!"

"From then on, the mention of Shaolin in the martial arts is regarded as a joke!"

"You are dirty and others will only fear you, but others will laugh at you if you have no strength!"

"In order to restore Shaolin, what is ridicule?"

Speaking of this, the expression on Monk Huiguo's face changed.

Immediately, he sneered and said, "Besides, you are the only one here..."

"Kill you, who knows about this!?"

At this point, a sneer appeared on Huiguo's face.

But I saw him waving a long stick in his hand.

boom! !

With a muffled sound, his body instantly disappeared in place.

In the next moment, he was already in the lead of the man.

At this time, he saw the long stick in his hand dancing, bringing up a gust of wind, and smashing it down on the man's head!

hum!
There was only a muffled sound, and the long stick was wrapped in a tumbling internal force, like a frenzied tide rushing forward.

If this stick is real, the golden body will also be shattered.

"Crazy stick technique..."

Seeing this stick approaching, the man narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't intend to fight with you..."

"When you make a move, it's a killer move!?"

Seeing this scene, the man narrowed his eyes.

But seeing his right hand tremble, a scorching internal force suddenly emerged.

In an instant, a black and red color gushed out of his palm.

Looking around, it looks like red-hot pig iron.

At the same time, he grasped it suddenly, and a scorching force captured the long stick in the air.

"what?!"

Seeing this scene, Huiguo's expression changed.

He never expected that his stick would be caught in the air by this man!
Not only that, the moment he held the long stick in the air, the body of the stick was gradually burning red.

This long stick was originally made of wrought copper, so it was extremely strong and heavy.

At this moment, when he was flushed red by the heat, the heat spread up and went straight to Huiguo's hands.

not good!

Seeing this scene, Huiguo's expression changed.

However, he saw the internal force in his whole body suddenly vibrated.

boom!
There was only a muffled sound of anger, and the two suddenly separated.

Huiguo stepped back a few steps to stabilize his figure, and when he looked up, he saw a clear five-fingerprint on the long stick that was held by a man.

What a hot inner strength!

Seeing the fingerprints on the stick, all the people present were amazed at the scorching inner strength of this man.

"This sword belongs to me..."

Looking at the monk Huiguo in front of him, the man said, "I don't want to be your enemy now..."

"If you walk away now, you can still end at this time..."

"If not..."

Speaking of that, the man didn't continue talking.

But there was a murderous intent emanating from him.

"Humph!"

Hearing the man's words, Monk Huiguo snorted coldly: "You know our identity..."

"Today, you and I can only get out of here alive!"

As he spoke, he beat the long stick in his hand and said, "Fix the formation!"

As soon as he said this, the Shaolin disciples behind him shook their bodies and surrounded the man.

The long sticks in his hands pointed at the man one after another.

This formation is like a boa constrictor coiled into a snake formation, with the head and the tail matching each other, without any flaws
Little arhat array...

Seeing this, Wang Ye's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself.

Back then he entered Shaolin alone, from the small arhat formation in the Shaolin Temple to the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, he made a thorough breakthrough.

Looking at the man's appearance now, I couldn't help feeling a little playful in my heart.

"kill!"

Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, Monk Huiguo let out a sharp shout.

All of a sudden, all the Shaolin disciples waved their sticks and attacked the man together.

These Shaolin disciples formed an formation and attacked, their stick techniques were like flowing clouds and flowing water.

At this time, Huiguo yelled to kill, and immediately swiped the long stick, and blasted out headfirst.

These long sticks slammed down with a mighty force, as heavy as a mountain, and headed towards the man.

"Little Arhat Formation..."

Faced with this kind of stick technique, the man whispered: "It's really stubborn!"

At this time, he saw that he moved his palms, and his arms were completely black and red.

At the same time, he suddenly pushed with both palms.

hum!
All of a sudden, a scorching energy visible to the naked eye suddenly surged up and swept towards the long stick that was blasting towards him.

Whoa!

After this scorching forceful sweep, the long stick turned into copper water and splashed on the ground.

From this, it can be seen that this man is very powerful.

However, the moment the scorching energy swept across, there was a strange golden light on the jade.

Immediately afterwards, lines of small characters emerged from the jade bib.

"The Dao rushes and uses it or it doesn't make a profit, and the abyss is like the ancestor of all things..."

Seeing these lines of small characters, Wang Ye was stunned, and a feeling of astonishment welled up in his heart.

(End of this chapter)