The Battle of Chentangguan was concealed by the Chinese high-level officials, and anyone who witnessed it was invited to the special department for tea.
Of course, this news is not a secret to some big forces.
At this moment, in the main hall of Shaolin Temple, all the divine monks of the Yuanzi generation gathered together, and there was only one person from the Xingzi generation who presided over Xinghong.
"Amitabha, Junior Brother Yuanhao has passed away!" Yuan Hui said with sadness and anger on her face.
The Yuan generation was originally headed by Yuan Xin and Yuan Yi, but now, both of them died because of Ye Feng. In addition to Yuan Hao and the plane crash, four minor star-level sages in Shaolin Temple have died in the hands of Ye Feng.
Even with the foundation of Shaolin Temple, this kind of loss is somewhat unbearable.
Those are four little star-level venerables.
"Senior Brother Yuanhui, what should we do next?" A divine monk of the Yuan generation asked expressionlessly.
"This revenge must be avenged!" A cold light flashed in Yuan Hui's eyes, "Although the family is compassionate, the Buddha also has an angry-eyed Vajra, not to mention that the person who caused the disaster is a zombie."
"That zombie has extraordinary strength and has become a trend!" Another holy monk said.
"So what? I don't believe it. With the foundation of our Shaolin Temple, we can't kill him!" The holy monk who spoke looked fierce. He was the first two generations of law enforcement elders in the law enforcement hall.
Yuan Hui raised her eyelids and looked at Xinghong, who had a serious expression and was silent, and said: "Host, although I and others are the elders of the Shaolin Temple, they are not aware of the many secrets of the Shaolin Temple. You are aware of what happened during this period.
.So, I sincerely ask the host to kill that zombie!"
In an instant, everyone looked at Xinghong.
Although Xinghong is only in Yangshen realm, anyone present can easily crush him to death.
However, Xinghong is the presiding officer of the Shaolin Temple and holds most of the secrets of the Shaolin Temple. His strength is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Meeting a pair of expectant eyes, Xinghong sighed. He was also very angry and sad about the death of Yuan Yi and others.
"Buzz!"
"This is?"
"Buddha, Buddhist beads?"
Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Xinghong raised his right hand, and a Buddha bead the size of a dragon's eye appeared in his hand.
The beads are golden and rippling with traces of pure Buddha power.
What really shocked the holy monks present was that there seemed to be a living thing in this Buddhist bead, and there was a huge will that made them horrified.
"This is the Buddhist bead left by Patriarch Bodhidharma. It contains a trace of the Patriarch's martial arts will."
Ability. Although there is only a trace, it is enough to kill any small star-level venerable, even if the other party proves the Tao with force."
Although everyone knew that the Shaolin Temple had a strong foundation, the efficacy of this Buddhist beads indeed exceeded their expectations.
There is only one realm difference between the small star position and the middle star position.
However, the two can be described as worlds apart.
Even a small star-level venerable who proves the Tao with his strength can only plunder the power of one satellite.
As for the Great Lord in the middle star position, a sea of stars is formed within his body, which contains the power of tens of thousands of satellites. He also possesses a planetary shadow, whose power cannot be described in words.
To put it simply, if a small star lord goes crazy, it is enough to destroy a city. But if a medium star lord comes to the earth, it is not a big problem to destroy the planet as long as he is willing.
The difference between one realm and another is like the difference between mortals and gods.
Xinghong glanced at everyone and continued, "However, once this Buddhist bead is activated, the holder will exhaust his efforts."
"perish together?"
After listening to Xinghong's introduction, everyone fell into silence.
The weakest person present is also a Half-Step Little Star Venerable. Who is willing to die?
"I'll do it!"
Suddenly, a skinny monk came out.
"Junior brother, don't act recklessly!" Yuan Hui's expression changed slightly and she quickly spoke to stop him.
A soft smile appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth and he said: "Senior brother Yuanhui, you should know why I became a monk. If it weren't for senior brother Yuanhao, I would have died long ago. Therefore, it is most appropriate for me to handle this matter."
"This!" Yuan Hui was speechless for a while.
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At the same time, crowds of people surged outside the Forbidden City in the capital.
"That is?"
"Oh my god, am I dazzled? Is that Xiang Ao, the chairman of the Xiang Group who often appears on TV?"
"Something big is going to happen!"
"Let's go, let's not watch this kind of excitement!"
Outside the Forbidden City, there were more than two hundred people left in the Xiang family. All of them had pale faces and eyes full of resentment, and they all knelt on the ground.
Behind him, Ye Feng was lying on the imperial chair, wearing a toad mirror, looking relaxed and content.
In just five minutes, military vehicles appeared outside the Forbidden City one after another, and thousands of soldiers blocked the place.
"Hoo ho ho ho!"
Xiang Yu's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily, like a furious lion, walking out of the crowd step by step.
When he saw the Xiang family members kneeling on the ground lined up, his chest almost exploded with anger, "You bastard, stand up for me!"
"It's big brother!"
"Big brother is here, we are saved!"
"Yu'er, kill that demon quickly and avenge your tribe!"
"Don't get up!!!"
Just when everyone was about to stand up, Xiang Ao, who was kneeling on the ground, had a look of horror on his face and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
"No!!"
"How dare you!!!"
The dozen or so figures who stood up suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood foam.
"ha!"
Behind him, Ye Feng, who was lying on the Taishi chair, yawned and muttered, "Don't make any noise, I haven't slept enough yet!"
"Devil, he is the devil!"
"How dare he? How dare he kill people outside the Forbidden City?"
Everyone in the Xiang family was trembling, and their eyes were full of despair.
"Uncle Yu, Xiao Nian is scared!" A boy of seven or eight years old shed tears and looked pitifully at Xiang Yu, who was livid and trembling with anger.
"call!"
Taking a deep breath, Xiang Yu walked towards the little boy step by step.
Everyone is watching Xiang Yu.
"Don't be afraid, Xiao Nian, Uncle Yu will not let you get hurt!"
"Yes!" The little boy nodded heavily. In his heart, Uncle Yu in front of him was a great hero, and nothing could embarrass Uncle Yu.
"Some people just don't want to give up!"
Just when Xiang Yu reached out to hug the little boy, Ye Feng slowly stood up with a sarcastic smile and took off the toad mirror, "Are you sure you are saving him? Not killing him?"
"Xiang Yu, you, don't hug Xiao Nian, let him kneel down!"
The mother of the little boy on the side pulled the little boy into her arms in a panic. Her eyes were filled with begging. She knelt down to Xiang Yu and kowtowed, "Xiang Yu, I beg you, go save others, don't save Xiaonian. Ah Xuan is already dead."
, I only have one son left, Xiao Nian, he can’t die, he can’t!”
Xiang Yu's hands froze in the air, staring at the woman who was kowtowing to him, and said word by word, "Brother and sister, do you think I will harm Xiaonian?"
"No, no, no!" The woman was already confused, shaking her head desperately, tears falling down.
