Looking at the battle at the gate of the mountain, Yuhuatian's face was calm and his eyes were as cold as a knife.
Since he decided to attack the Shaolin Temple, he would naturally make preparations in advance. It was impossible for him to bring people to die when he knew that the Shaolin Temple had a good foundation.
The four great masters who fought against the four Shaolin monks were none other than the four generals of the Ghost King's Mansion: the eldest Tie Qingyi, the second oldest Bi Tianyan, the seventh lady Yu Fuyun and the 'Little Ghost King' Jingcheng Leng.
"hey-hey!"
'Little Ghost King' Jing Cheng sneered coldly, looked at the old monk at the head, and said: "My vision is OK, but my moral character is too poor!"
"As a Shaolin monk who is about to die, you are so shameless that you join forces to deal with a junior. It's so fucking shameless. Besides, are you really bullying me, the Ming Dynasty?"
The four old monks looked solemn.
The leader, Master Juesheng, said in a deep voice: "I don't know how my Shaolin offended the imperial court. You all attacked my Shaolin indiscriminately. Do you want me to wait and wait for death?!"
Tie Qingyi said coldly: "Why did they attack your Shaolin? You should ask these juniors in Shaolin Temple, not us!"
Master Juesheng still wanted to speak, but the third lady, Yu Fuyun, snorted coldly and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's fight first!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she flashed forward, and with lightning speed, she struck Master Juesheng with a palm!
"Heart-Destroying Palm!"
Master Juesheng's face changed slightly, he did not dare to look down upon him, and he quickly used Shaolin's powerful Vajra Palm to attack.
"Hehe! Not bad, let's fight first and then talk!"
"Let these bald donkeys see that I, the Ming Dynasty, are not easy to bully!"
Tie Qingyi and the other three also took action at the same time.
The battle between the eight great masters was immediately shocking, and the terrifying energy was scattered, making many of the less powerful people in the field unsteady.
Here, Zen Master Dabei saw several people fighting each other, and was about to help, when a figure holding a sword appeared in front of him.
"Your opponent is me!"
Ye Gucheng's face was cold, and his body was filled with terrifying sword intent.
After watching Yu Huatian use Tianwai Feixian and perfect his sword heart, his swordsmanship has taken a further step and he already has the strength of around the middle stage of a great master.
"Feixian Island Sword Master, Ye Gucheng?"
Zen Master Dabei frowned and glanced at the silver-white python-robed figure outside the mountain gate who had not yet made a move. He sighed in his heart, but he could only deal with Ye Gucheng in front of him first.
Soon, there was another battlefield in the field, which was extremely fierce.
…
Sa——
Yu Huatian's figure flashed and appeared on the top of the gate of Shaolin Temple, looking up at the battlefield in all directions.
When he saw that the combat power of the top experts on both sides was relatively balanced and there would not be too many casualties, he gradually relaxed.
In this kind of large-scale battle, between soldiers and generals, someone must contain the top masters of the other side. Otherwise, once these top masters enter the scene, they will definitely be a threat to the ordinary fans and Jinyiwei of the second factory. A huge blow.
At this moment, the top masters in Shaolin Temple are basically restrained by the masters from the East and West Second Factory and the thousands of families in Jinyiwei.
Only the five great masters of the Shaolin Temple are slightly stronger overall than the four generals of the Ghost King's Mansion and the five Ye Gucheng.
If the battle continues for a long time, Ye Gucheng and others will definitely lose in the end.
However, Yuhuatian only needs them to temporarily hold off these five great masters!
Yuhuatian turned his gaze to Master Fang Zheng and others in front of him, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, he flashed and turned into an afterimage, rushing straight towards Master Sandu in Shaolin Temple.
Overcoming adversity, overcoming calamity, overcoming difficulties!
The three of them are the elders of Bodhidharma of the Shaolin Temple. They have been in retreat in the back mountains of Shaolin. They are also responsible for guarding the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. They want to find out the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife from Xie Xun.
Facing the catastrophe of the Shaolin Temple this time, the three of them also came out together.
It has to be said that the three of them are monks of the "Du" generation in the Shaolin Temple and are quite strong.
With the three of them joining forces, no one in the field could be their combined enemy, and in a matter of seconds, dozens of Jin Yiwei were killed by the three of them.
Upon seeing this, Yan Shisan immediately stepped forward to block the three of them, but he was still one step away from the Grand Master at this moment. With one against three, it was extremely difficult to fight.
Under Master Sandu's joint attack, Yan Shisan staggered and was in danger.
At this moment, Yuhuatian entered the scene!
锔——
The crisp sound of the sword echoed through the void.
Master Sandu's expression changed slightly. Sensing the crisis, he immediately turned around and formed a formation to attack.
But the next moment, the 'Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle' that Master Sandu had just comprehended after more than thirty years of meditation suddenly burst apart, and the three of them vomited blood and flew out, dying.
Yu Huatian looked indifferent, holding the sword and falling into the field, and glanced at the three of them coldly.
"Lord Lord!"
Yan Shisan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded towards Yu Huatian, and then rushed to other battlefields with his sword.
Now that Yuhuatian takes action, he is no longer needed here.
Yu Huatian ignored him and glanced at the weak Master Sandu on the ground. Without any hesitation, the sword light came back and killed the three of them instantly.
[Luck from crossing the disaster +6230. 】
[Luck from overcoming the tribulation +6080. 】
[Luck from overcoming difficulties +6105. 】
Master Sandu died!
After killing Master Sandu, Yuhuatian did not stop, and dodged again, landing next to Kong Jian Shen Monk and others not far away.
Among the backbone of the Shaolin Temple, apart from Master Sandu, he is the strongest among the four great monks!
Kong saw that the divine monk was dealing with the fierce fight between Cao Shaoqin and Dong Tianbao. He glanced at Yu Huatian's figure from the corner of his eye, and his heart trembled. Then without thinking, he repeled Cao Shaoqin and the two men with one palm, and then ducked to Kongxing. Next to the divine monk.
"Senior brother?"
The monk Kongxing was stunned for a moment, thinking that the monk Kongjian was coming to help.
But the next moment, a ray of sword light came quickly and passed through the body of the emptiness monk in an instant.
Blood spurts!
The monk Kongxing looked blankly at the wound on his chest, then raised his head to look at the monk Kongjian in front of him, his eyes full of shock: "Brother? You..."
"Amitabha, good, good!"
Seeing a hint of guilt in the eyes of the holy monk, Kong quickly lowered his head and said the Buddha's name.
His original intention was to join forces with the Divine Monk Kongxing to deal with Yu Huatian, but he never thought that the Divine Monk Kongxing would block the sword for him. Therefore, it was a sin to fall...
"Ha! Hypocritical bald donkey!"
There was a sneer from behind. Yu Huatian came up with a sword, glanced at the body of the monk Kongxing, then looked at Kongjian and said:
"Is this what Buddhism means by sacrificing one's life? I have learned a lot today."
Kong saw the divine monk's expression change slightly, but he was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to explain it.
Yuhuatian said coldly: "It is the imperial court's dereliction of duty and my dereliction of duty to let you people, who only promote hypocritical Buddhism and are useless to the common people, live in this world, but it will not happen again in the future!"
"I swear here today that I will not only destroy Shaolin, but from now on, I will also wipe out all Buddhism in the world, so that your hypocritical Buddhism will be completely wiped out from our Middle Earth China!"
Hearing this, the faces of countless monks nearby changed drastically.
This person is so cruel!
This is not only to destroy Shaolin, but also to destroy Buddha!
"Arrogant! The thief is talking nonsense!"
Hearing the sound, even Master Juesheng, who was fighting fiercely with Tie Qingyi, couldn't help but yell angrily.
"Are you just dreaming? You will know later... No, there is no future. You should go to the Western Paradise first and watch carefully over there how I destroyed the Buddha!"
Yuhuatian glanced at him coldly, then turned to look at Sora Jian and the others opposite, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
锔——
The next moment, the crisp sword sound sounded.
Yuhuatian's sword soared into the air, and the sword light condensed, eventually turning into a huge sword light of tens of feet, slashing towards the ground, covering dozens of Shaolin monks including Kong Jian Shen Monk.
Seeing the sword fall, Kong saw the expressions of the divine monk and others changed drastically, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of fear and despair in his heart.
This was like a sword that opened up the world and was beyond their ability to resist.
Not to mention them, facing this sword, even Master Juesheng, Zen Master Dabei and others in the distance could not help but feel palpitations. Looking back, their eyes suddenly burst into tears.
"How dare you, thief!"
Master Juesheng roared angrily, then immediately turned around and rushed towards this side.
Kong Jian Shen Monk and others are the backbone of the Shaolin Temple. In the future, they will have the opportunity to break through the great masters and become the foundation of the Shaolin Temple.
Once they fall here, there will be a gap in the backbone of the Shaolin Temple. When they die in the future, the Shaolin Temple will inevitably decline without a great master. How will they have the face to face the sages of the Shaolin Temple!
But Tie Qingyi and others also knew their purpose, and they desperately tried to hold them back and prevent them from intervening in the battle there.
"Damn it! I'll kill you first, you evil beast!"
Master Juesheng was furious. His original cultivation had been thrown out of the window, and he struck out more violently. Tie Qingyi made an accidental move and was beaten to the point where he vomited blood and flew backwards.
But Master Juesheng wanted to turn around and rescue him at this time, but it was too late.
"Buzz——"
Seeing that Kong Jian, the divine monk and others were about to perish under this shocking sword, a layer of golden light rose from above the main hall of Shaolin Temple.
The golden light turned into two huge golden handprints that dragged down the giant sword.
The two were in a stalemate for several seconds. When the golden handprint shook violently, the sword power contained in this sword was gradually exhausted.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Master Juesheng and others were also stunned for a moment, and then their faces suddenly became happy:
"Senior brother is out of seclusion?!"
Senior brother?
Hearing this, Yu Huatian turned his head to look behind the Main Hall and narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the void behind the Main Hall, an old monk shrouded in Buddha's light was seen walking slowly from the direction of the back mountain. With every step he took, the void would tremble.
Flying in the air? !
This is no longer Qinggong, but the power of heaven and earth!
Seeing this scene, Yu Huatian's pupils shrank slightly.
Heavenly being? ! ——
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