The Strongest Supporting Role in Martial Arts: the Beginning of a Sword Book to Ward off Evil

Yue Buqun's voice came.

"Can the head of Yue want to destroy Shaolin with our strength?"

Mr. Mo could not help but say.

Although it is said that it has won a big victory now, a lot of credit is a strange poison.

Otherwise, I am afraid there will be a terrifying fight.

"Don't worry, Yue is already prepared!"

Yue Buqun said.

"Since that's the case, I, Hengshan, agreed. Shaolin is really deceiving people this time! All these years, I have been trying to get rid of my Wuyue Sword Sect, and now I want to kill my Wuyue Sword Sect and fight with them!"

Master Dingyi's temper was obviously as hot as ever, so he spoke directly.

"Okay! Since that's the case, it's not too late. Before Shaolin doesn't respond, we'll leave immediately!"

Yue Buqun opened his mouth and said, the next moment, except for some people who were left behind, the rest of the people also moved towards the Shaolin Temple one after another. . . .

"Sect Master Yue, do we just attack from the front like this?"

Soon everyone came to the place halfway up the mountain of Shaolin Temple. Mr. Mo Da couldn't help but say, Shaolin Temple, as a thousand-year-old temple, is very terrifying. Not much bottom.

"Of course not, Yue will not take everyone to death!"

Yue Buqun said.

"what is that"

At this moment, Shitai Dingyi's voice suddenly came, and his eyes fell in the direction of Shaolin Temple. Immediately, he saw the direction of Shaolin Temple, billowing smoke came, it was obviously a fire.

In this era, there is no reinforced concrete, and all the main bodies of the buildings are almost made of wood. Once it catches fire, the consequences can be imagined, and the fire will soon spread from the Shaolin.

"It's on fire"

After seeing this scene, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

"The time has come! Full speed ahead!"

Seeing this, Yue Buqun immediately opened his mouth and said, and everyone no longer hesitated at all, and hurried towards the Shaolin Temple.

After a while, everyone came to the outside of the Shaolin Temple. At this moment, they saw a fire in the entire Shaolin Temple. Of course, this is not the most important. At this moment, everyone found that the sound of fighting was also coming from the Shaolin Temple. Teams of men in black are rushing into Shaolin, and they are fighting with the monks of Shaolin Temple.

"Everyone, kill with me!"

After seeing the situation on the field, Yue Buqun naturally understood the identities of the men in black. They were none other than the Sun Moon God Cult. After seeing the Sun Moon God Cult members and the Shaolin Temple people rushing together, Yue Buqun understood. Without any hesitation, Buqun directly led the crowd towards the Shaolin Temple and rushed to kill them.

This time, the Sun Moon Divine Sect has mobilized almost all the elites, there are thousands of people, plus Huashan, Hengshan and Hengshan, the total directly broke through [-] people, and more than [-] people directly rushed into the Shaolin Temple. You can imagine how terrifying it was.

Unprepared, the monks of Shaolin Temple also suffered heavy losses, almost collapsed at the touch of a button. Thousands of Shaolin monks also gathered here, and the two sides rushed to each other directly.

However, although it is said that Shaolin has a disadvantage in terms of numbers, as an ancient temple that has been inherited for thousands of years, its background is naturally extremely terrifying, and the cooperation is obviously much more tacit than that of the Huashan School and the Sun Moon God Cult, and even formed various alliances. The battle formation, for a time, the two sides actually fell into a stalemate.

"Go all out! Quick fight!"

When Lin Pingzhi saw this, he didn't hesitate at all, and rushed directly into the battlefield. His whole body was like a ghost. The enemy, and Lin Pingzhi did not blindly kill, his targets were all Shaolin masters in the field.

As long as all those masters are beheaded, the remaining ones will obviously not be able to make any big waves.

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On the other side, Dongfang Bai also rushed into the field, his hands were constantly flying, and the silver light flickered in the sky. Today's Dongfang Bai's strength is much stronger than when Lin Pingzhi saw it. At this moment, Dongfang Bai has already Breaking through the peerless peak, stepping into the half-step innate realm, under the full force of the explosion, you can imagine how terrifying it is.

Feng Qingyang also appeared on the battlefield for the first time. The Nine Swords of Dugu was driven to the extreme, and no one could stop his attack.

Yue Buqun and the others were not to be outdone, as if they had seen it, they tore apart Shaolin's defense line in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a terrifying voice like Hong Zhong Dalu suddenly came from the ears of everyone. Wherever the voice reached, everyone in the field only felt the blood in their bodies violently churning, and their ears also appeared. Short-term deafness, some people with poor cultivation level are even darker, and they almost fainted.

"Lion's Roar! Master!"

After seeing this scene, Lin Pingzhi's eyes instantly turned towards the direction of the sound, and at the same time, the two sides who were originally fighting in the field also stopped at the same time.

I saw San Dao wearing a gray monk's robe, with a withered face, as if he was about to die, walking from a distance, and soon came to the arena.

"Fang Sheng has met three great uncles!"

After seeing the three figures, a monk with a red cassock at the head bowed, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"I also asked the three master uncles to call the shots for my Shaolin!"

After seeing the fallen... Shaolin monks, Fang Sheng also showed a look of grief on his face.

"It's them! They're still alive!"

After seeing the person who came, Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and a dignified color flashed in his eyes, obviously recognizing the identity of the person who came.

"Master Feng Tai, who are they?"

Lin Pingzhi opened his mouth and said, although he said that he did not fight at the moment, but Lin Pingzhi also sensed the horror of the three people, and any of these three people was probably no worse than Feng Qingyang.

"It's the eminent monks of the Shaolin Fazi generation, Fatian, Fadi and Faren! He is two generations taller than the Shaolin abbot, and strictly speaking, a generation taller than me. They retired when I was young. I thought they were Sitting down, I didn't expect them to be alive!"