In the city of Wuxi, in Chong'an Temple.

The dazzling sunlight in the sky was suddenly obscured by a dark cloud drifting from nowhere, making the ground a little cooler. At this time, a group of people came from the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Looking at the team of men and women, there are bald heads and beautiful women, it is obviously the people of Pure Meditation Zen and Cihang Jingzhai.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" The person who opened his mouth to shout was an old monk, however, Ning Zhong was stunned for a moment when he saw this old monk, and then introduced to Mu Xiaojiu, "This is not a person who purifies Zen Buddhism, but the contemporary abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Xuanci." I didn't expect that the Shaolin Temple was also here, and it looks like something terrible might have happened. ”

Mu Xiaojiu didn't pay too much attention to the old monk, because the old Taoist priest behind Xuan Ci obviously shocked him even more - the old man in the Taoist robe was none other than the real person in charge of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng.

"Thank you for coming to this Chong'an Temple to watch the ceremony today, Lao Ke Shaolin Xuanci, all the donors are polite!" Xuan Ci first bowed: "Today, my Shaolin Temple, together with the Wudang School, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Buddhism, is here, and invites you to come, which is really a very important thing to say." It's just that time is in a hurry, so I only had time to invite you, and I couldn't invite people from other factions, after today's event, I hope you can help us convey it to other martial arts colleagues. ”

Before, everyone thought that they had come here to watch the ceremony. But now that the abbot of Shaolin Temple Xuanci opened his mouth so solemnly, it made everyone a little serious.

Could it be that something big happened in the martial arts? Mu Xiaojiu frowned and looked around, and found that everyone was looking forward to the next with a solemn face.

"This matter, the specific situation is still best known to Miss Helan of Cihang Jingzhai, so I also ask Miss Helan to come up and talk about it for us." Xuan Ci said, looking at the woman behind him who was dressed in white, covered with a white veil, and holding a long sword.

The woman nodded at Abbot Xuanci, and then took a step forward, but she was still half a position away from Abbot Xuanci as a sign of respect.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the little girl Helan Zixi is a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai. A few days ago, I passed through a temple more than 20 miles outside the city of Wuxi, and I wanted to visit it, but when I arrived, I found that the abbot and monks in the temple had been slaughtered, and no one survived. ”

"After careful investigation, I finally found two suspicious points. First, the monks died in a miserable and identical state, all of them were punched through the chest and their hearts were completely shattered, and even their hearts were shattered to the exact same extent. The second is that the abbot of the temple wrote the word 'kill' in blood beside him. ”

"Therefore, we suspect that this matter may be the work of a great demon in the Demon Dao, or someone who hates Buddhism extremely much-"

"Masters! Outside the door, a ragged, bloodstained monk asked to see him, who claimed to be a warrior monk from Qingliang Temple on Wutai Mountain. Before Helan Zixi finished speaking, a monk ran over from the gate, shouting loudly at the same time.

Xuan Ci glanced at a few people beside him, his complexion changed at the same time, and he hurriedly asked the person to bring someone over.

At the same time, people from other sects began to whisper.

"Who would be so mad as to slaughter a temple?"

"Hey! I know the temple they were talking about, and I remember spending the night there last year. All the monks in that temple, except for their abbot, don't know martial arts, and they can't be regarded as martial artists. Moreover, their temple often gives porridge and makes good connections. I wanted to see it when I passed by this time, but when I saw that the gate was closed, I left, and I didn't think ......"

"Hey, did you hear it, the warrior monks of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain came over covered in blood, do you think Qingliang Temple was also attacked?"

"Unlikely...... The abbot of Qingliang Temple, the master of Shenshan, is also a master, and Master Xuanci is called the two arhats of 'Descending Dragon' and 'Fuhu', how could he be killed so easily? ”

"Hey, what do you know, although the martial arts of the people on the sacred mountain are okay, there is still a distance from the abbot of Xuanci, and it can be said that it is only because others have promoted him."

Amid the discussion of the crowd, the monk who had come to report the news earlier ran over with a middle-aged monk wearing a short monk's robe, looking tired and embarrassed.

As soon as the middle-aged monk came over, he knelt directly in front of the high platform where Xuan Ci and the others were standing, and at the same time shouted bitterly: "Master Xuan Ci! Ladies and gentlemen! Have mercy on you! Avenge our Qingliang Temple!! ”

"Don't worry, master, get up and speak slowly." Helan Zixi jumped off the stage and landed in front of the monk, stretching out her hand to help the monk up.

However, the monk seemed to have an iron heart, and he refused to get up alive or dead, and said directly: "Abbot Xuanci! We Qingliang Temple received your letter a few days ago, ready to come to Wuxi, but unexpectedly did not wait to leave the temple, was killed by a person who claimed to kill monks and not leave the Buddha, and opened a killing ring. Only the little monk I was hiding behind the Buddha statue at the time, and I just-"

"What? Did you escape? ”

Before the monk could finish speaking, he heard a somewhat hoarse and gruff voice behind him say this. Then, he felt a pain in his vest and was cut off from life.

"How daring!" Abbot Xuanci saw this scene happening with his own eyes, jumped down directly from the stage, and slapped it down with one palm before the figure wearing a hat made a move on Helan Zixi.

However, this hatper was not afraid at all, and raised his hand and punched straight towards the palm of Abbot Xuanci. The fists and palms touched, Xuan Ci suddenly felt a pain in his palm, followed by a sharp pain in his arms and shoulders, and then, he was knocked back to the stage by the punch of the hatster.

"What!"

All the martial arts people around were frightened by the power of this person's punch, and no matter how bad Abbot Xuanci was, he was also a master who had stepped into the realm of the grandmaster. Although Xuan Ci can only be regarded as below average in the realm of grandmasters, it is impossible for someone to be blown away with such a punch!

This guy wearing a hat can blast away the abbot of Xuanci with one punch, and this cultivation is probably the lowest and the upper master among the grandmasters. And looking at his actions, he is ......

Sure enough, the next moment, the hatsman lifted his hat and revealed his true face. I saw that this person had a beard, and his two thick eyebrows were obliquely raised, which was very eye-catching, and at the same time, it also added a bit of hideousness to his already rough face.

"Haha! Lao Tzu is to kill monks and not leave Buddha! Killing the monk without leaving the Buddha grinned, his fists shook, and he actually killed the abbot of Xuanci again.

"Old monk, someone bought your head, today, I will take your life! Kill, kill, kill! ”

After three loud shouts, I saw that the Buddha who killed the monk without leaving the Buddha had rushed to the front of the abbot of Xuan Ci, and his fist had already reached Xuan Ci's chest.

However, although it is fast enough to kill a monk without leaving a Buddha, there are still people who are faster than him!

Just as the punch of killing the monk without leaving the Buddha was about to hit Xuan Ci's chest, a palm suddenly blocked between his fist and Xuan Ci's abbot's chest. What surprised the monk even more was that his fist hammered in the palm of his hand, and the surging power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he disappeared.

Then, he heard an old voice say, "After a few years, I didn't expect that you, the eighth place on the blood list, were born again......"

As soon as he heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"What people! I actually know that I am in the blood list...... It's you! Zhang Sanfeng, you old Taoist! A few years have passed since that incident, and Zhang Sanfeng's face has aged a little more. So before, below, killing the monk without leaving the Buddha did not find Zhang Sanfeng standing behind. But at this moment, when he thought about it for a moment, he remembered who this person was.

"That's right, it's the poor road. Kill the monk and don't leave the Buddha, are you out of trouble? ”

It's good that Zhang Sanfeng didn't mention this matter, but when he mentioned it, he killed the monk and didn't leave the Buddha, and suddenly he had to open his hair, and roared angrily, "Zhang Sanfeng, you deceive people too much!" If it weren't for you back then, maybe I wouldn't have been a Kunlun slave for so long! You give me death! ”

At this time, killing the monk without leaving the Buddha has already left all the tasks and other things behind, and he now only thinks about Shake Zhang Sanfeng, in order to repay the imprisonment of Sumeru Rulai Tibetan over the years, becoming a Kunlun slave, pulling a cart day and night to be driven by people to take revenge.

However, he was carried away by anger but forgot that he was not Zhang Sanfeng's opponent back then, and now, he is not even more!

"Ten Directions Kill Buddha!" Killing the monk did not leave the Buddha with a roar, his body swirled in the air, and the true qi of his whole body was based on his fist, which suddenly turned into thunder at this moment.

The angrier the heart, the more urgent the fist, and the more powerful it becomes. Under the punch of killing the monk and not leaving the Buddha, it directly collapsed half of the platform, causing everyone on the stage to retreat.

However, Zhang Sanfeng's foothold was well protected by him, and he was not affected at all, as if he didn't throw that punch at all.

If there is anything unusual, there is also - Zhang Sanfeng is gone.

But obviously, it was impossible for Zhang Sanfeng to be killed by his punch, so the Buddha who killed the monk suddenly felt a cold vest, and he was about to rush forward in a hurry.

At this moment, he suddenly found that at some point, Zhang Sanfeng's palm had been on his shoulder. At this time, he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

Subsequently, I didn't see how Zhang Sanfeng moved, and he only felt dizzy when he killed the monk without leaving the Buddha, and his body had fallen to the ground uncontrollably.

"You, you! I haven't seen you for a few years, and you're already a master of the Amazing God Realm! ”

The killing monk who fell to the ground looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and his fierce face was already full of horror. He couldn't have imagined that Zhang Sanfeng had actually stepped into the realm of shocking gods!