God of Martial Arts Kidnapper

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light shot out, locking Xuanci and Qiao Feng in an instant: "Don't you know that this is in the arms of that demon?!"

What? ? ?

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and looked at the sweeping monk in disbelief.

In fact, what he said was no longer like a benevolent eminent monk of a generation, but like the leader of a Jianghu sect... The implication was that he wanted revenge? ?

The sweeping monk didn't seem to feel their gazes, put his hands together again, closed his eyes, and said something casually.

"Amitabha, although my Shaolin is an ancient Buddhist temple, it is also the largest martial arts school in the Central Plains."

Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci looked at each other in dismay, and a look of determination flashed in their eyes at the same time.

All the monks in Shaolin Temple also showed evil spirits on their faces.

At this moment, a weak voice came suddenly, and then Murong Fu limped over: "々,

father! "

Seeing Murong Bo, he was obviously a little excited, but his face was as white as snow, without a trace of blood.

"Why are you here?" Murong Bo asked indifferently when he saw him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but there was no expression on his face.

Murong Fu suddenly felt aggrieved: "The devil sucked all the child's internal energy, maybe he thought it was useless, so he let the child go...

"Snapped!!!"

Clear and clear slaps resounded through the audience, Murong Bo's face was full of anger, and he slapped Murong Fu in the face of everyone: "Trash!!"

"Yes! The boy has let his father down!:

Murong Fu was aggrieved at the time and refused to go, sad and sad. He finally escaped from the clutches of the clutches, but he was greeted with this cruel (Wang Zhao) slap, his heart was about to break, but he still fell to his knees immediately on the ground.

Holy shit! !

The sudden scene caused everyone around to burst into an uproar.

It turned out that the rumored Nan Murong was so cowardly in front of his father, it really is better to meet him than to be famous.

"You...^" Murong Bo looked at Murong Fu who had no backbone at all, almost died of anger, and couldn't help but slap him again: "Don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed if you don't wake up the old man? !"

There was another "pa", Murong Fu was about to cry, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by another sudden voice.

"Duan Yu, who was born late in Dali, is here to visit the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple to discuss the establishment of an alliance to eliminate demons!"

Accompanied by the voice, Duan Yu, in fluttering white clothes and holding a folding fan, appeared in the field like a ghost...

Chapter 35 Hidden Rewards of Seven Stars Hanging in the Sky! (127) [-]

Outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, night fell.

The kidnapper Ling Xiao, who was number one on the most wanted list in Da Song and Da Li, had already left for a long time amidst wild laughter, but inside and outside the Shaolin Temple, there was no sign of breaking away from the boundless magic power, and the scene was gloomy!

Almost everyone had complex expressions of resentment, anger, killing intent, and fear.

The fire was gradually extinguished, and under the arrangement of the sweeping monk, the people of Shaolin Temple began to check the casualties.

Master Xuanji passed away!

Master Xuan Sheng passed away!

Seven of the eighteen bronze men died!

The Shaolin elite disciples who formed Luohan Town suffered hundreds of casualties. Although most of them survived, they were either missing an arm or a leg...

In addition, the former abbot Xuanci was seriously injured, Xuannan was drained of all his internal energy and became a cripple, and the other eminent monks of the Xuan generation were also injured. They were lucky, otherwise they would not have escaped being killed by the bombing.

After this battle, Shaolin Temple suffered heavy losses!

A tragedy unseen in a century! !

"Uncle!:

"Master Uncle!!"

Outside the mountain gate, the disciples of Shaolin Temple who descended visited the dead body in the center, surrounded them, sat down cross-legged, and chanted the mantra of passing away, but as they chanted, they didn't know who started it, and a sound of crying gradually swept across The whole night sky.

These Shaolin Temple disciples used to think that they were the number one sect in the world. Although they were humble and low-key externally, why weren't they proud and tight in their hearts?Ever thought that such a tragic thing would happen?

Moreover, the losses are not limited to these masters.

More than a dozen holes were blasted into the courtyard wall, most of the Daxiong Hall and the Sutra Pavilion were burned down, especially the Sutra Pavilion, which made almost all the eminent Shaolin monks bleed in their hearts!

"How miserable!"

Those martial arts people who had come to watch the excitement all showed sadness on their faces. Among them, except for some unlucky ones who were killed by the aftermath of the fierce battle between Ling Xiao and the sweeping monk, no one was injured.

Qiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were also seriously injured, especially Xiao Yuanshan, in order to save Qiao Feng, he was almost blown up by several Fire Cloud Thunderbolt bombs at close range. Yue, don't even think about fighting with others.

"Master, this matter all started because of Qiao Feng, Qiao Feng is willing to pay back the lives of all the eminent monks in Shaolin Temple with his name!!"

Qiao Feng pushed the golden mountain down like a jade pillar, knelt in front of the sweeping monk, his face was full of sadness and mourning, and he said these words without hesitation.

"Feng'er...poof!"

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked, just about to speak, another mouthful of blood spewed out, his whole body was about to fall.

The old monk Xuanci also knelt down, his old face was lifeless and haggard: "Master, today's troubles in Shaolin Temple are really the fault of one poor monk. The poor monk should remove his post as abbot of Shaolin Temple and let the master take care of him." Get lost!"