Moa looked like a Shura, and turned his head sharply to look at the abbot, possibly with a murderous intent, with a fierce look in his eyes, without even trying to hide it, and said loudly:
"I heard that Shaolin Temple is the master of martial arts in the Central Plains. Today I saw it but it is just like that. The name does not live up to its reality. I don't know how good the abbot's martial arts is. I want to see him."
Abbot Duxu clasped his hands together, looked at Master Shenhui, and said with a sad look on his face:
"Buddhism is originally a pure place, but the master is aggressive and sends people to kill people here. This is a huge sin. Although I, the Buddha, are compassionate, I also have the incarnation of an angry King Ming."
Speaking of this, the compassion on his face suddenly turned into anger, and he shouted:
"The Imperial Master has gone too far to deceive others. If we leave this temple now, we can close the mountain and ignore world affairs. Otherwise, the three thousand monks in this temple would rather fight to the death and be destroyed together with the enemy!"
As he spoke, his eyes widened, looking as ferocious and terrifying as the wrathful King Ming in the temple.
However, since Master Shenhui had already done this, he had already made preparations. How could he give up because of threats? The smile on his face never disappeared, and he said slowly:
"Actually, I am not ruthless. It is a pity that the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple has been destroyed. That's it."
He put his hands behind his back and looked at the golden Buddhas in the center of the Main Hall and said:
"If your Shaolin Temple surrenders to our Vajra Sect and the Sutra Pavilion in the temple is moved into our Vajra Sect, I can let you go and ask the Great Khan to designate Shaolin Temple as our Mongolian Zhenguo Temple. How about that?"
"Delusion!"
A warrior monk shouted angrily and pointed at Master Shenhui and cursed:
"You are just wishful thinking. Even if everyone in this temple is like a jade..."
Before he could finish his words, Moa had already rushed forward and punched him several meters away, hitting the stone pillar supporting the temple. A mouthful of blood spilled all over the Buddha statue.
After killing another person, Moa's eyes turned red and he shouted with murderous intent:
"You stubborn people, if you don't surrender, go to the West to see your Buddha!"
After saying that, he looked towards Master Shenhui, who had already raised his hand and waved it down hard!
"boom!"
The closed door of the main hall was suddenly knocked open, and two corpses flew out from the open door and hit the Master Shenhui. His hand that was about to wave stopped and waved the corpse away, and then he heard a roar like thunder.
:
"Whoever dares to destroy Shaolin, please tell me by name!"
Moa, who was about to wait, saw that the corpses on the ground were two monks guarding the palace gate. His eyes widened, and he strode towards the palace gate without any orders from Master Shenhui:
"Moa is here!"
It was Ye Chen who broke into the hall. He fought all the way to the Main Hall and beat to death several monks and soldiers guarding the door. As soon as he broke into the hall, he saw corpses all over the ground, and then a tall and thin figure wrapped in
Charged with evil aura, he raised his hand and punched out like lightning.
Moa rushed fast, but flew even faster. Two fists collided, and the fist he threw exploded on the spot. His whole body was covered with a layer of blood mist, and he flew more than thirty meters across at a faster speed and hit the center of the Main Hall.
There was a loud sound like a bell on top of the giant Buddha, and the whole person was embedded between the legs of the giant Buddha. Behind him, a blood-red mess was slowly sliding down.
"Who is Moa?"
Ye Chen only felt a trace of resistance as his opponent flew dozens of meters away. When he saw that his opponent died on the spot, he was not someone he knew, so he subconsciously asked.
As soon as he asked the question, he saw the astonished Master Shenhui. He immediately put the doubts behind his mind and grinned with a mysterious smile:
"It turns out to be the Master Shenhui. I haven't seen him for three years. He's fine!"
Grand Master Shenhui didn't recognize him at first, but after looking at him carefully for two seconds, his eyes changed. He pointed at Ye Chen in shock and said:
"Is it you? Your cultivation has reached such a level in just three years, you..."
He pointed at Ye Chen and said "you, you, you" more than a dozen times before finally saying:
"How many levels of Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill are you at?"
He smiled slightly:
"Twelve floors!"
"impossible!"
He almost jumped up. He could no longer maintain his composure as a national master. The next second he pointed at Ye Chen and waved an order:
"Kill him!"
All the monks around him stood up without saying a word, took their Zen staffs, or took their swords and rushed towards Ye Chen.
"court death!"
He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hands like lightning, grabbed two half-moon shovels, and lifted them up. He forced the two tall monks behind the half-moon shovels to lift their feet off the ground. They quickly let go, and the two sticks trembled on both sides.
There was a clear "click" sound of bones breaking on the person's body. The two people's bodies were folded at 90 degrees and the iron staff embedded in their bodies flew out more than 20 meters and hit the wall.
Two swords were slashed on his back, causing sparks to fly. He turned around suddenly and closed his arms. The two swords were clamped together and broke into two pieces. He waved his arms continuously. The two of them smashed against the wall like tomatoes, stained red.
A large wall.
These monks were all good enough to be brought around by Master Shenhui. They were at least two-star intermediate level and above. In addition to the dead Moa, there were two others who had reached the three-star innate level. But in front of Ye Chen, they were no different from ordinary people.
The difference was that the two of them hit him in front of his face and the Ming Gate point on his back one after the other. He didn't move at all. They used two backhand palms to kill him and cripple him.
Taking a big step forward, a Monk rushed up and flew backwards like a cannonball, sticking to the wall and slowly sliding down. When Ye Chen glanced at it with his peripheral vision, it seemed to be the Monk Mani he had seen before.
In less than a minute, Ye Chen killed and injured all dozens of monks like slaughtering chickens. They were literally injured upon contact and killed upon contact. No one could stop him for more than one move.
The arrogant Master Shenhui fled less than a minute ago, and all the monks were wiped out. The Shaolin monks who were preparing to fight had not yet reacted. When Ye Chen finished killing everyone, Abbot Duxu was preparing to do so.
Stepping forward to ask, Ye Chen waved his hand and said:
"Abbott, wait a minute, I'll be back as soon as I can!"
After saying that, he turned around and rushed out of the Main Hall. As soon as he stepped out, a fine steel crossbow arrow as thick as a baby's arm hit his forehead. With a 'bang' sound, the fine steel crossbow arrow shattered into countless pieces and riddled the soldiers who were ambushing on both sides of the door. And he
He just raised his head slightly, and the white mark between his eyebrows quickly disappeared.
The expression of Imperial Master Shenhui, who was surrounded by a group of Yuanbing generals, changed drastically, and a middle-aged general wearing bright light armor next to him waved his sword vigorously and shouted:
"You guys, kill me!"
In an instant, the shouts of killing were loud, and the densely packed Yuan soldiers in the square outside the Main Hall rushed towards the door like a tide.
Behind him, the general pulled up his visor and whispered to the other general behind him:
"Is it him?"
"It's him. I didn't expect that the leader of the Tian'an Army was actually a monk from Shaolin. God helped us this time. He dared to come to Shaolin Temple alone and took the opportunity to surround and kill him."
This man looked excited, but the middle-aged general was not so optimistic. Looking at the screams that kept coming from the entrance of the Main Hall, he said:
"It's not that simple. He has developed an indestructible body. Even the Master of Shenhui is no match for him. It's very difficult to kill him."
"Hmph, so what if the Vajra is indestructible? It's not like we haven't killed anyone before. Using poison, fire, and explosives, we can always kill them."