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Chapter 122 Ye Chen Arrives
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was rescued, the fan monk did not continue to chase after him, but turned to look at the monk who received his punch, and said in weird Central Plains Chinese:

"Vajra Moa, the Protector of Vajra Sect of Esoteric Buddhism, please advise!"

The old monk sighed, stepped forward and saluted:
"Please!"

In the next second, Moa was like a hunting beast, from stillness to movement in an instant, and the whole body fit and rushed towards him.

The old monk raised his hands, and his robes bulged all over his body. Moa had hit his bulging robes, making a muffled sound like a heavy bell being hit, and the bulging robes bulged to block him.

But in less than two seconds of stalemate, the bulging monk's robe exploded violently, and countless pieces of cloth flew, Moa hit the old monk's body, a series of bones shattered together, and the thin figure of the old monk flew out He fell to the ground, spilling blood all over the floor.

"Master!"

Several middle-aged monks immediately rushed forward and hugged the old monk, only to see that he was already dead, his bones were broken, and his body was limp and boneless, hanging from both ends of the holding hands.

Seeing this, all the monks in Shaolin were filled with grief, and the abbot, Zen Master Duxu, took a deep breath, clasped his hands together and proclaimed 'Amitabha Buddha' again, looked at Zen Master Shenhui without looking sideways, with no sadness or joy on his face, and said in a deep voice :

"Master, pass!"

Master Shenhui smiled slightly and said:
"It's common for people to lose their hands and get injured during exchanges and discussions. Abbot, don't take it to heart. Moanai's Esoteric Buddhism Vajra School protects the Vajra Dharma. The Dragon Elephant Wisdom Kung Fu has been cultivated to the ninth level, but it is still a bit short of the tenth level. Huo Hou, I heard that the Yi Jin Jing of Shaolin Temple has the ability to change tendons and forge bones, I wonder if the abbot would like to borrow it for a look?"

After he finished speaking, the hearts of the monks in Shaolin sank, and finally Master Shenhui showed his true purpose.

Without any hesitation, Abbot Duxu shook his head:
"The national teacher is too strong to be difficult for others. The Yijin Jing is the magical skill of this temple and the temple. It is never borrowed by outsiders."

Master Shenhui was not angry, but just coughed lightly with his hand on his mouth, and Namoa immediately shouted:
"I ask this master to enlighten me!"

He was pointing at an old monk. This old monk was obviously the kind of monk who specialized in Dharma. He had a high seniority and high internal energy, but he was not good at fighting and had no combat experience at all. Undoubtedly lost.

It's just that they can't back down at this time, the Mongolian army surrounded Shaolin, forcing them to fight.

The old monk sighed, stood up resolutely, and clasped his hands together:

"please"

Outside the Shaolin Temple, there is a huge square outside the tall gate tower. Now the gate tower has been blocked by the Yuan army. Rows of Yuan soldiers with shields are outside. Behind the row is a row of spears, and behind it is a row of archers. Shaolin lay disciples who came from all over confronted each other.

There are a large number of yuan soldiers, there are thousands of soldiers at the gate alone, and there are many yuan soldiers everywhere on the mountain. Once a battle breaks out, tens of thousands of troops can be dispatched from everywhere for reinforcements at any time.

On the ground in front of the gatehouse, dozens of corpses filled with arrows had fallen, all of them were shot to death by random arrows. This is the main reason why many Shaolin disciples dare not act rashly.

Ye Chen had rushed over at this time, looked at Yuan Bing in the square, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, separated everyone and walked towards the gate.

"stop!"

An officer in armor shouted loudly, pointed at Ye Chen with a knife and shouted:

"Go one step further and shoot random arrows to death!"

He turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward, the little officer waved decisively:
"shoot!"

In the next second, dozens of arrows flew out and fell, most of them missed. Seven or eight arrows shot at him but popped out. The little officer's expression changed, and he immediately shouted:

"Thousands of arrows are fired, and the crossbow is ready."

In an instant, the sound of bowstrings became one, and thousands of arrows turned into a black shadow and fell down.

Amidst the rain of arrows, there was an exceptionally loud buzzing sound. A steel crossbow bolt as thick as a spear hit Ye Chen like lightning. With a 'bang', it exploded into countless pieces of fine iron, and there was a series of 'pops' on the ground. There was a loud explosion, and countless small pits burst out, and he continued to move forward without even pausing.

Seeing this scene, the young general's eyes almost popped out:
"how can that be?"

Ye Chen didn't care how surprised he was, just reached out and grabbed the shattered monk's robe on his body, tore it off and threw it aside. There was only a little white spot where the crossbow arrow hit his chest, and it was quickly disappearing.

He strode forward to the front of the gate tower, and the Yuan soldiers in the front raised their swords and slashed.

"clang!"

Sparks splattered from his forehead, and he slapped his palm like lightning, cutting off his Yuanbing was like being hit by a shell, his whole body exploded on the spot, his body and armor were smashed to pieces, and the pieces of flesh flew like bullets, and the surrounding Yuanbing screamed in pain .

What is the concept of seven or eight hundred tons of power?Hitting the human body is no different from being hit head-on by a shell, it is directly smashed to pieces, and no one can stop it.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu on the [-]th floor not only endows him with terrifying physique and strength, but also his speed is not much slower. Although it is not as strong as the increase in strength, it is not comparable to these little soldiers. It is only seen that every step he takes forward , the Yuan soldiers rushing up beside him will explode, and after only ten steps to the gate tower, his surroundings have turned into a flesh and blood hell, the ground is covered with flesh and blood, and there is no complete corpse.

Ignoring the terrified Yuan soldiers around him, Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at the stairs behind the gatehouse and the Yuan soldiers on the stairs. His bloodless face showed a trace of cruelty, and he raised his legs and walked up.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu has been promoted to the twelfth level, not only the body has been reborn again, but also a new ability has been born, which seems to be derived from the physical body. After walking through the sky and raining blood, but none of it fell on him, he is still clean and fresh as if he just took a shower.

It usually takes 27 minutes for Ye Chen to walk from the mountain gate to the mountainside temple, but this time he also took 27 minutes, but besides walking, he also killed a Yuan soldier every step he took.

There are 99 steps from the mountain gate to the entrance of the temple on the mountainside. He killed 99 yuan soldiers, not one more and one less. , It didn't look like a trace of evil, but no one dared to step forward. The sun was shining brightly, but everyone felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, and they were cold all over, and no one dared to stop them.

Passing through hundreds of yuan soldiers with their hands on their backs, no one dared to attack him. Watching him enter the temple, half of the yuan soldiers bent down and threw up on the ground immediately.

In the Daxiong Palace, there are dead bodies all over the place. The Buddha sat down in the hall, and there are already ten monks lying dead. In the center of the hall, Moa is covered with blood like a Shura from hell. At his feet is lying a yellow robe. The body of the monk, half of his shoulders were deaf and pulled, and the monk's robe on his chest was broken, revealing a huge bloody handprint.

(End of this chapter)