God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

Mo Yi smiled lightly: "Attack! Take the initiative to attack!"

"Attack?" Feng Qingyang was dumbfounded, full of disbelief.

Dongfang Bai was also full of puzzlement and couldn't help but say, "Don't be joking, we have this little strength, and we can't even defend against Huashan. How can we attack? Those are the six sects, almost the largest six sects in the world!"

Mo Yi shook his head and smiled lightly: "In terms of overall strength, we are less than one-tenth of Shaolin's side. In terms of the number of masters, we are less than one-twentieth of Shaolin's side! But in terms of cutting-edge combat power, Shaolin is less than one-twentieth. We are very far away! As long as we make use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses, there is no chance of winning!"

"You mean, like last time, our pawns take a risky move?" Dongfang Bai seemed to remember something and couldn't help asking.

Mo Yi nodded, and there was a hint of wickedness on his face: "Hehe, this time, I'm going to surround Wei to save Zhao, play a bigger game, and make Shaolin cry without crying. Let the other five factions be worried. , there are no more regretful pants left!".

Text Chapter 1 Three Swords Down Huashan! (5/[-], ask for automatic)

"What are you two talking about?"

Feng Qingyang looked at Mo Yi and Dongfang Bai with wicked smiles, but was completely confused. It seemed that Mo Yi had a good plan, and it was very sinister.

Mo Yi smiled lightly and said meaningfully: "I heard that Shaolin built a new Tibetan scripture pavilion, and it took three months to complete the inheritance of Shaolin's martial arts. Haha, it's really not easy!"

"Since Fang Zheng brought the masters of the six factions and the Shaolin elders came to encircle Mount Huashan, then the interior of Shaolin must be empty, and at most there will be some senior monks from Fang's generation to guard." Dongfang Bai smiled coldly: "So let's be like the last time. In that case, go directly to Shaolin, start a killing spree, and then go and burn him again!"

"That's right!" Mo Yi nodded, "As long as we enter Shaolin, destroy their Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and destroy the remaining Shaolin monks. When the Shaolin party gets the information, it will definitely return immediately to save Shaolin. They can't take care of Huashan anymore! Unless they want to completely destroy Shaolin!"

"And by the time they go back, we've already killed and set fire to the end, and we'll be gone!" Dongfang Bai's eyes lit up and he was full of interest: "I like this kind of thing the most!"

"It's a good one to surround Wei and save Zhao! In this way, Shaolin will definitely be extremely afraid, and will never dare to rashly take action again. Good strategy!"

Feng Qingyang sighed, her brows were overjoyed, and her old-fashioned body became bright: "Okay, I'll be with you two, and I'll be crazy!"

"Haha, good!" Mo Yi laughed heartily.

With the addition of Feng Qingyang, together with Mo Yi and Dongfang Bai, the three top masters, Shaolin cried!

That night, Mo Yi made some explanations to Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan, and Yilin, arranged some things, and immediately went down to Huashan with Dongfangbai and Feng Qingyang while taking advantage of the night!

Along the way, according to the information provided by the Sun Moon God Sect, the three of Mo Yi traveled all the way, avoiding the Shaolin crowd, taking a shortcut and rushing to the Shaolin Temple.

Two days later, when the six Shaolin factions were still a few days away from Mount Hua, the three of them Mo Yi had already arrived at the foot of Mount Shaoshi!

Without any hesitation, the three of them looked at each other and took advantage of the night to go to Shaolin.

Hidden above the Sutra Pavilion, Dongfang Bai looked at the surrounding environment and whispered: "Sure enough, the Sutra Pavilion is built again, it really doesn't have a long memory 々々!"

"Moreover, the lights inside are bright, and it seems that many people are busy." Feng Qingyang said.

Mo Yi smiled lightly: "It seems that they are sorting out Shaolin secrets, hehe, it's hard work, I'm afraid it's a waste of hard work!"

With that said, Mo Yi jumped and rushed directly into the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

In an instant, the faces of the monks changed sharply, and they couldn't help exclaiming: "Who are you? Dare to break into the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion!"

"It's not my small world, it's only high; it's not that I look at the past and the present, it's just the times; it's not that I look at Kyushu, it's just a macro; what are the three faults? Mo Yi is the best!" Mo Yi smiled lightly and said calmly.

"What! You are the devil Mo Yi!"

The monks couldn't help exclaiming, their hearts terrified.

The Shaolin abbot, Master Fangzheng, took the Shaolin monks, together with the five major sects, to encircle and suppress Huashan, but he didn't think that Mo Yi would dare to appear in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!

This is simply a disaster for Shaolin!

"Humph! Mo Yi, the thief, you are so mad!"

"That's right, in the formation, although he is strong, there is only one person. Let's work together to take him down, shame on Shaolin, and avenge our junior brother!"

"Hehe, who said he was alone?"

A sneer sounded, and Dongfang Bai floated down and stood beside Mo Yi: "Sunrise Dongfang, only I am undefeated! This seat, Dongfang is undefeated!"

"What! The East is undefeated!"

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"What! The East is undefeated!"

Several Shaolin monks have been completely frightened, and Mo Yi alone is enough to give them a headache, and now there is another Dongfang Undefeated!

Last time, these two people started a massacre at the Shaolin Temple, set fire to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and finally left!

Now that it's here again, how can this be good?

But just at this moment, a figure came out: "Amitabha, the old monk thought he could live the rest of his life in peace and accompany my Buddha, but he didn't want to. There are still distinguished guests coming to the door today, so I can only come forward to entertain one or two!"

Looking at this old monk, Mo Yi and Dongfang Bai's expressions changed slightly.

The strength is not weaker than Dongfang Bai, and he is an immortal!

"Uncle Master!"

"Master Uncle!"

The eminent monks of Fang's generation are called Shishu, while other disciples can only be called Shishuzu.

"Humph! Uncle Master came forward, you must have come and gone!" A Shaolin disciple couldn't help but said, seeing the old monk coming forward, his confidence was greatly increased.

"."Hehe, you really are still alive, it's rare!"

Another hearty laughter sounded, but the wind came in and stood beside Mo Yi.