The heads of other sects also had sad faces. Those who could become the heads of a sect were all highly intelligent people. They were masters of intrigues and intrigues on weekdays. They had a very clear grasp of the situation. Zuo Lengchan died on the spot.
In normal times, the Five Mountains Sword Sect is in the same spirit. No matter what they think in their hearts, they will share the same hatred and deal with the enemy together. However, the current situation is not that simple. One is what Zuo Lengchan did just now.
People despise him. He sneaks up on the killer, but in the end his skills are inferior to others. According to the rules of the world, this is not a glorious thing. The Wuyue Sword Sect feels a little embarrassed if they want to stand up for him. Secondly, Zuo Lengchan is the
As the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, over the years, his ambitions have become more and more ambitious, and he has been thinking about annexing the other four sects all day long. Therefore, whether it is Yue Buqun, Mo Da, Tianmen, Dingyi and others, they feel that
Zuo Lengchan died here, which made them feel relieved. The most important thing was that Lin Pingzhi's martial arts was too powerful. Even Zuo Lengchan was killed by him within a few moves. They
These people's kung fu is not as good as Zuo Lengchan's. If they start fighting, the consequences will be really hard to predict. Therefore, for a while, the leaders of several factions only felt extremely headaches, and their faces became tense under Fang Zheng's gaze.
In the end, Yue Buqun's eyes flashed and he spoke: "Master Fang Zheng, Master Chongxu, Shaolin Wudang is the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. Now that our Five Mountains Sword Sect has no leader, I will ask you two to do justice to everything."
What Yue Buqun said was beautiful, and he immediately put a high hat on Fang Zheng and Chongxu. His words were so high-sounding that people couldn't find any faults, but they were completely picked off by his words.
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Fangzheng Chongxu's heart skipped a beat, and he cursed secretly in his heart. He felt that this gentleman, Mr. Jianyue, was too cunning. Such a difficult matter happened to both of them, and he couldn't refute it. What Yue Buqun said didn't mean anything.
Wrong, over the years, in addition to the Sun and Moon Sect in the martial arts, there are also Shaolin Wudang leaders Jianghu. What's more, the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect still died in Shaolin territory today. If Shaolin is not responsible for this kind of thing, who will be responsible.
In fact, Yue Buqun himself was in a very happy mood now. Even the unhappiness caused by Linghu Chong seemed to have dissipated. Zuo Lengchan's death was like a big stone removed from his heart.
The crisis pressure faced by the Huashan Sect was immediately reduced by more than half. This was really a great thing for Yue Buqun, and it was definitely what he had dreamed of.
Lin Pingzhi watched these people performing indifferently, without saying a word, but his eyes kept turning on the Shaolin monks gathered around him. Each of these monks was full of energy, and they were very powerful even in the arena.
There are now dozens of characters at once, which shows the profound heritage of Shaolin Temple.
But he has nothing to be afraid of. Although these martial arts are good, and they cooperate with each other tacitly, and together they are extremely powerful, the threat to him is not very great. He can fight when he wants, and leave when he wants.
Except Dongfang Bubai, no one can stop him.
On the other side, Dongfang Bubai and others are also watching silently. Today is destined to be an extremely difficult choice for Shaolin. Once this matter is not handled well, the prestige of both Fang Zheng and Shaolin will be ruined.
It was a huge blow. As the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Dongfang Bubai also wanted to see what Fang Zhenghui would choose.
Isn’t this kind of fun?
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"Almsgiver Lin, Shaolin is the land of Buddhism. I don't want to fight with each other. Let's do this. From today on, you will stay in Shaolin. Within ten years, you will not leave the temple and cultivate yourself. Otherwise, if you leave today, you will definitely
I want to cause a bloody storm in the martial arts world and plan for the world's martial arts world. I wonder what Lin Shi's plan is?"
Fang Zheng said in a serious tone.
"Haha, Fang Zheng, you have such good thoughts and plans. Do you want to treat me the same as Mr. Ren Woxing?"
Lin Pingzhi replied with a faint smile.
"Donor Lin, today you killed the leader of the Zuo Alliance in the Shaolin Temple, as well as Lu Bai of the Songshan Sect. This matter is too important, and the grievances involved are deep. A bad world is about to cause trouble again. Naturally, I can't ignore it. I hope
Donor Lin forgives me."
Fang Zheng had a compassionate look on his face, as if he was thinking of all the people in the world.
"Abbot Fangzheng, we travel the world with clear grievances. Zuo Lengchan killed me today. I killed him with the long sword in my hand. If the Songshan Sect comes to seek revenge in the future, Lin will naturally bear the responsibility.
Since I dare to kill him, I am not afraid of anyone coming to take revenge. This is also the truth of the world. Abbot, you asked Lin to cultivate his moral character in Shaolin Temple. It was a bit too good to think about it. Besides, what Lin did was not necessary.
It’s up to others to judge. As for the turmoil in the world, that’s even more nonsense. When has this world ever been peaceful? It’s the same thing with or without me.”
Lin Pingzhi shook his head calmly. Naturally, he would not agree to Fang Zheng's suggestion.
"So, donor Lin really wants me to stay by force?"
Fang Zheng's tone became more serious and solemn, his eyes gleaming, and he was obviously completely determined.
"Haha, Abbot Fangzheng, although your reputation in Shaolin is great, it probably can't scare me, Lin Pingzhi. If you have the ability, just stay in your Shaolin. Besides, anything else is superfluous."
With a slight flick of his fingers on the long sword, Lin Pingzhi's body shook, and a sharp energy rushed towards his face.
"Amitabha, if this is the case, then I will be offended. The Shaolin disciples will obey the order and form an Arhat stick formation!"
While shouting, Fang Zheng turned to face Dongfang Bubai and others and said, "Master Dongfang, I have big things to do in Shaolin today. You guys should resolve your grievances after you leave the temple."
The implication is that it is time to see off guests.
Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi laughed loudly: "What a Shaolin, what a Founder. It seems that your Shaolin's reputation is just that. Don't you claim to be the leader of the righteous path, killing demons and demons? How come the Eastern leader is right in front of you, but...
Are you about to see off guests?"
These words were too venomous. They were obviously talking about Shaolin's pursuit of fame and reputation. Fang Fang's expression trembled. Even though he had been practicing Zen for decades, an unknown fire arose at this moment.
"Haha, Master Fangzheng is an eminent monk of the generation, and he naturally understands current affairs. I came here today with no intention of fighting with Shaolin. I just wanted to see the former leader of our sect. Brother Lin, you don't have to stir up trouble.
It’s better to concentrate on dealing with Shaolin’s Arhat Formation, and don’t perish in this eternal formation, otherwise I will lose a Taoist.”
Dongfang Bubai laughed loudly, making Fang Zheng's expression even more ugly.
"Amitabha, be careful, Almsgiver Lin, all the warriors
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Fang Zheng was indifferent to Lin Pingzhi's sarcasm, and had no intention of dealing with Dongfang Bubai. Although Shaolin was strong, Dongfang Bubai, as the world's number one master, was not so easy to deal with, and now there was Lin Pingzhi like him.
A master who is as good as Dongfang Bubai, but the consequences of just dealing with one are unpredictable. If Dongfang Bubai is involved again, then Shaolin's prestige will be ruined today.
As soon as Fang Zheng finished speaking, the surrounding Shaolin monks responded loudly, and surrounded Lin Pingzhi with a series of footsteps. These people were strong and agile, and they were very organized in their movements. At a glance, there were figures one after another, one after another.
Dazzling.
The Arhat Stick Formation is Shaolin's temple-defeating formation. It is very powerful. Eighteen monks can form a formation. Now, in order to deal with Lin Pingzhi, a total of fifty-four monks are doing it together. The formations are connected and the power is doubled.
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Just from the beginning, a fierce and powerful force was suppressed towards Lin Pingzhi, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify.
The wind howled, and the shadows of the dragon-like sticks were erratic, sometimes strong, sometimes flexible, making bursts of explosive sounds.
Fifty-four monks shouted loudly at the same time and came to kill him. The momentum was huge and shocking.
"What a Arhat formation."
Although Lin Pingzhi said that his martial arts skills were unparalleled, he was still shocked when he faced the Shaolin Temple's Luohan stick formation. This formation was full of mysteries. The fifty-four monks were connected and harmonious, like a tower.
The mountains were suppressing him like a vast ocean. Even though he had already reached half-step of innateness and perfected his inner strength, he still felt his body sinking, as if the surrounding air was squeezing towards him.
"Don't be careless. The power of this Arhat Formation cannot be underestimated. It seems that they cannot be allowed to set up the formation calmly. The power of the fifty-four Arhat Formation is fully activated. Even my current martial arts will be destroyed.
Suppression.”
Lin Pingzhi is extremely skilled in martial arts and has a thorough understanding of all the principles in martial arts. He just took a casual look and saw the excellence of this Shaolin formation. He knew that this formation was the best in the world, except for the real martial arts of Wudang.
Apart from the Seven Intersection Formation, I am afraid that there is no other formation in the martial arts that can compare with it. It is indeed the Shaolin Temple Protecting Formation.
So in an instant, Lin Pingzhi made up his mind. He must not let these monks arrange the formation calmly. The best strategy was to stay outside the formation and defeat them one by one.
With the decision made in his heart, Lin Pingzhi let out a long roar and fled. Before the formation closed, he jumped out like a shadow. As he walked, his steps changed, and there were many afterimages, and the long sword in his hand.
Above, green light is puffing out, and under the agitation of true energy, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is sharp.
This time, Lin Pingzhi made no reservations, his mind was cold and ruthless, like the great road through the sky, the rotation of the sun and the moon, everything was reflected in his heart. Every move and every move of the many monks around him was clearly understood by him.
sensed by the ground.
The sound of chi chi was endless, and the long sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand was like a green snake swimming. On the tip of the sword, the sword light was flickering in and out. It was extremely sharp and unstoppable. In an instant, four or five monks had long sticks in their hands.
It was cut into pieces by him.
Under the vertical and horizontal sword energy, the harmonious energy of many monks was directly cut off by him, and the entire Arhat formation immediately became slightly chaotic.