Abbot Kongci did not move at all, as if he was asleep.
Seeing that Abbot Kongci still didn't respond, Master Kongshan frowned slightly and looked at each other with the Shaolin disciples beside him, not understanding what Abbot Kongci meant.
"Brother Abbot?" Master Kongshan shouted in confusion. He bent slightly and came closer in surprise. When he reached Abbot Kongci, he reached out and grabbed Abbot Kongci's cassock and shook it twice, but there was still no response.
"Brother Abbot?" Master Kongci frowned and shouted tentatively again, showing a hint of panic. He gently pulled Abbot Kongci's arm and shook it slightly.
Abbot Kongci fell down in the direction of Master Kongshan's force. At this time, on Abbot Kongci's neck, a wound thinner than a hairline slowly appeared red, revealing a trace of blood.
Master Kongshan looked at Abbot Kongci lying on the bed, his eyes widened, he was slightly startled, and he yelled in panic, then he realized what he was doing and burst into tears: "Brother Abbot..."
The last person Abbot Kongci saw was Mu Lingtian, and Mu Lingtian was a murderer. What's more, Mu Lingtian was angry and murderous when he left. It was obvious that he had a quarrel with Abbot Kongci, so Mu Lingtian He is destined to take the blame again.
Several Shaolin disciples burst into tears. The grief-stricken Master Kongshan reacted and gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Mu Lingtian...I, the Shaolin Temple, will never let you go. Stop being angry and go to the mountain gate to stop the sword demon. Don't let him leave." Shaolin Temple!”
"Dong dong dong——"
Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue strode to the main hall, only to hear an urgent bell ringing. Luo Xue looked back and had a bad feeling in her heart. She frowned slightly, showing a worried look.
As soon as the two of them stepped down the steps of the main hall, Mu Lingtian stopped and glanced behind him from the corner of his eye. A group of Shaolin Temple disciples, holding long sticks, ran out quickly from the side and stopped Mu Lingtian. Way to go.
"drink!"
With a loud shout, more than thirty Shaolin disciples faced Mu Lingtian with angry faces and wooden sticks in their hands.
Mu Lingtian was furious at the moment. He glanced at all the Shaolin disciples with lowered eyebrows, thinking that Abbot Kongci wanted to keep him. He shook his head slightly, sighed, sneered, and said with emotion: "The Shaolin Temple is nothing more than this! The world is nothing more than this! A ghost. Thousands of people will live in misery, and one person will die and hundreds of ghosts will be exterminated. I, Mu Lingtian, will kill all the demons in the world in this life. Even if I go to hell, I will never regret it..."
The low and sinister voice and the cold and violent eyes made the young and handsome face look particularly cold and ruthless. Mu Lingtian looked at the Shaolin disciples with lowered eyebrows and took firm steps.
Under Mu Lingtian's evil aura, even the Shaolin disciples felt a sense of fear and involuntarily slid backwards.
A burst of noisy sounds sounded, and more Shaolin disciples rushed over. Master Kongshan also led a group of Shaolin disciples and chased him out from the steps. He stared at Mu Lingtian with an angry look and gritted his teeth and said: "Mu Lingtian ...It’s in vain that Senior Brother Abbot values you so much and has spoken for you many times, but I didn’t expect that you are such a ruthless person and would actually do this to Senior Brother Abbot. This is unbearable. Today I will eradicate you for the martial arts world. Scum.”
Mu Lingtian turned his head slightly and glanced at Master Kongshan who was chasing him. He had no idea what Master Kongshan was talking about. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the Shaolin disciples with a cold light, and said in a cold voice: "I want to kill him." I'll come along, why bother talking nonsense."
Master Kong Shan took a deep breath and said angrily: "Amitabha... Although no evil is committed in the Shaolin Holy Land, it is the duty of Shaolin disciples to subjugate and eliminate demons. For the sake of the common people in the world and the righteousness of the world, Shaolin disciples must obey orders. No matter what the cost, we must capture the sword demon today."
"drink--"
All the Shaolin disciples shouted in unison, which was really inspiring. They heard the sound of stepping forward and stepped forward, preparing to capture Mu Lingtian.
After all, this is the Shaolin Temple. Mu Lingtian also believes that these monks will not embarrass Luo Xue, let alone threaten him with Luo Xue, and even if there is an emergency, he has enough ability to save Luo Xue. Mu Lingtian glanced coldly ahead. The Shaolin disciples walked towards the Shaolin disciples and slowly walked into the formation of the Shaolin disciples.
"call--"
The long stick was swung, making a neat sound, and the Shaolin disciples raised their sticks to strike at Mu Lingtian.
Although these Shaolin disciples are not bad in martial arts, the Eighteen Arhats' stick array cannot trap Mu Lingtian for a moment, let alone these ordinary disciples, and Mu Lingtian's internal strength has now been fully integrated, and it is much stronger than at Phoenix Villa.
Although the roster was destroyed, Mu Lingtian was very angry, but Mu Lingtian also knew very well that the Shaolin Temple was full of monks and could not be involved in the affairs of the Mu family. Moreover, Master Kongshan only said that he would be captured. What's more, Mu Lingtian also knew a little about these monks. They were indeed innocent and pitiful people, so Mu Lingtian did not intend to kill them. Like a phantom, he jumped up lightly, avoiding the Shaolin disciple's long stick, and pulled out Chu Canshang, with a cold air, swept towards the Shaolin disciples diagonally below, and swung away a fierce burst of sword energy.
I saw dozens of sword energy, falling quickly from the top of Can Shang towards the front of the Shaolin disciples.
"Bang bang bang——"
There was a coherent and clear explosion, and the sword energy fell to the ground. The long sticks of some Shaolin disciples were also knocked down, and the Shaolin disciples in the front row were also impacted by the blast of true energy and fell backwards.
"Amitabha--"
Master Kong Shan muttered something, stared at Mu Lingtian with hatred, jumped up, leaned over the steps of the hall and flew directly towards Mu Lingtian. At the same time, he gathered a powerful force in his right palm and struck at Mu Lingtian. Come on (Vajra Pushing Mountain Palm).
This move is the second form of Shaolin's unique technique, the Powerful Vajra Palm. It is famous for its fierceness. It is a palm technique that uses strong internal force. It is powerful and difficult to parry. It has extremely high requirements on internal strength and energy, as well as the palm technique. Easy to learn but hard to master.
Master Kongshan's kung fu is very high, and he specializes in the powerful Vajra Palm, and his internal power is extremely deep. A golden palm force rushed out from Master Kongshan's hand, like a Buddha's hand getting bigger and bigger, towards Mu Ling Tian flew away.
Mu Lingtian felt the movement behind him, and when he landed and looked back, he saw a big golden hand pressing towards him. Mu Lingtian swept his backhand, and Canshang swung towards Master Kongshan's (Vajra Pushing Mountain Palm). The whirling sword edge.
Master Kongshan wanted to capture Mu Lingtian, so he naturally used 100% of his internal power, and Mu Lingtian's sword used 70% of his internal power.
"Bang——"
The sword edge and the palm force connected in the air, and there was a muffled sound. Two powerful infuriating energies surged, exploding a puff of smoke, and the sword edge of the palm force disappeared into the air.
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