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"What kind of person can make such a deafening roar from miles away?" Lang Yuanliang, the commander of the Yuantian Mansion, was also a martial arts master, and instantly determined the direction of the source of this sound.

The round wheel host's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of stick monks holding sandalwood sticks came out from all directions.

"Maintain the order of the ceremony, the old man will go to meet this master for a while, but anyone who takes the opportunity to create a riot will be beaten to death with a stick!"

The first virtuous monk of the Discipline Academy raised his voice, leading hundreds of stick monks to blend into the crowd, and when he encountered those martial arts people who robbed and killed others, he directly smashed his head and face.

"Everyone, please be calm and don't be impatient, find a secluded place to hide, my Shaolin Temple will solve this trouble, please don't take a step beyond the thunder pool!"

The Dharma King of the Round Wheel shrank into inches, and shot out dozens of feet in an instant, walking like a fly, and at the same time making a trembling Buddha sound, constantly calming those who were mentally manic and a little out of control.

The moment the peaceful and holy Buddha light shrouded in, the hearts of the crowd seemed to be pulled by the sound of the Buddha, and gradually calmed down.

Nanjiang Sanlao, Zhang Bailian and other super-first-class masters also followed, and while they were shocked by the fury of the lion's roar, they were a little more curious about the transcendent strength of the Round Wheel Dharma King.

For others, the identity of the Round Wheel Dharma King may be a secret, but for the Jianghu bigwigs and the officials of the imperial court, it is just a curtain, and it can be easily checked by tearing it off.

The first Dharma King of the Huitian Sect, originally his previous strength should have been at the peak of the Ten Ranks, but now it seems that he still underestimated this old lama.

The strong man a few miles away noticed the strong men of the Shaolin Temple who were approaching quickly, and simply stopped in place, waiting for their arrival unscrupulously.

The little monk Mingyuan stood at the top of the Daxiong Treasure Hall more than ten zhang high, looking into the distance, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, a large number of civilians fell into collapse and panic because of accidents, and many people thought about fishing in troubled waters and left the scene of the ceremony.

Syllable!

snapped his fingers, and behind the little monk Mingyuan, the old monk Zhimin's old appearance appeared behind him, standing quietly and solemnly, waiting for the instructions of the little monk.

"Thirty-seven people have gone up the mountain, and there is an underground demon hidden among them, four demon masters of the Heavenly Demon Sect of Fusang Country, and their strength should be at the level of the Nine Grades. ”

The old monk Zhimin bowed slightly, still holding a broom, and jumped down from the top of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the whole person fell towards the dense forest in the mountain like a fluttering leaf.

After a while, the little monk Mingyuan eliminated the steamed buns and sauerkraut in his hand, smacked his mouth a few times, and then left in a flash.

That demon is very deeply hidden, maybe the old monk Zhimin can't clean him up in a short time, he plans to make a move, just take it as a warm-up.

The blazing sky sprinkled with golden light, and the wisps of wind in the mountains and forests transmitted these blazing heat to the people below, and in half a moment, dozens of masters arrived at the place where the lion's roar sounded.

As far as the eye can see, a super big man with a height of one foot stands in place, a long golden hair shawl, sharp red eyes make people tremble, and a pair of giant axes of one meter and a half behind him hang horizontally.

Even if it was a random stop, a tyrannical aura spread, and the unique coercion belonging to the peak powerhouse made the eyes of the powerhouses around him shrink.

"Is this person?"

One of the three elders of Nanjiang was the first to recognize it, and a deep fear crossed the old man's face, and the heavy wheezing sound made the other two elders unconsciously put on a defensive posture.

The Round Wheel Dharma King was wearing a robe and holding a purple gold Zen staff, looking at such a giant, he was also slightly stunned.

"The strong man of the Qingbarian clan, so burly, with blonde hair, should be the ancestor of the Qingbarian warrior family, I don't know why the donor wants to destroy the temple building ceremony of my Shaolin Temple?"

muttered a Buddha name in a low voice, and the round wheel host did not choose to do it immediately, how could the Shaolin Temple building ceremony attract people from the Qing Barbarian Clan.

This is the big county of the Great Qianguo, although it is close to the border pass, but it is not a place of dispute between the two countries, how did this person pass through the major prefectures and appear in the hinterland of Qingtan County?

"Oh, is your great monk the host of the Shaolin Temple, hand over the rubbing of "Mangniu Jin", and the king will leave immediately, otherwise, it will only be those cowardly civilians who will die!"

The blonde giant's tone was very loud, even if he was surrounded by dozens of martial arts masters of the Great Qianguo, he had no intention of escaping, and directly asked for "Mangniu Jin".

Among the three elders of Nanjiang, Qian Lao took a sharp breath and whispered a warning to the people behind him: "Be careful, don't be invincible, if this person is not misguessed, he should be invincible in the battle of the Lionheart King of the Green Barbarian Clan!"

Bang!

The powerhouses of the Great Qianguo who surrounded the blonde giant man were all suffocated, the Lionheart King of the Green Barbarian Clan, that was a well-known overlord powerhouse, the third super cultivator on the land list plus the physique of the Green Barbarian Clan, which was comparable to a fierce beast, even the Great Grandmaster was not willing to provoke this madman.

The first emperor, the second emperor, the third king, and the four demons of the green barbarian clan are all terrifying powerhouses above the grandmaster level, especially the second emperor is an invincible grandmaster on the heavenly list, not to mention the most mysterious and powerful ancient emperor of the green barbarian clan.

Thirteen years ago, one person slaughtered two elite knights of the other side in a battle with the Windfall Kingdom, and as many as 4,000 people were killed.

Later, the surrounding countries signed an agreement, but all strong people above the grandmaster level were not allowed to participate in the war, and His Excellency the war-loving Lionheart King could be regarded as a soldier who had been silent for more than ten years, hiding in the primeval forest of the green barbarian tribe to cultivate penance.

I didn't expect a copy of "Mangniu Jin" to catch such a big fish from the deep mountains and old forests, which attracted the other party to go deep into the central area of Qingtan County and kill the Shaolin Temple building ceremony.

"Don't be ashamed, what about the Lionheart King of the Green Barbarian Clan, this is the Great Qian Empire, not a ruined tribe like you!"

The commander of the Yuantian Mansion, Lang Yuanliang, shouted angrily, held Fang Tian's halberd, and rushed towards the other party.

was so threatened by the other party on his own territory, as a commander, a feudal official of one side, he really couldn't bear this kind of grievance.

"No, Commander..."

The corner of the soldier's eyes shrank, and he roared out directly, as a border army, they often fought with the soldiers of the Qing Barbarian Clan, and they clearly knew what kind of terrible force the people of the war family had.

The Lionheart King is a terrifying existence with one of the best martial arts values of the warriors, and the master of the Mahayana Temple once commented on this person: "If you comprehend the essence of the "Tiangang Thirty-six Axes" at the age of seventy, you are eligible to win a place on the heavenly list. ”

This person is a strong person with the qualifications of an invincible great grandmaster, even if he is alone, he is comparable to an invincible army, far from being able to compare with Lang Yuanliang, the peak of the seventh grade.

The Lionheart King looked at Lang Yuanliang who was rampage, and let out a cold snort of disdain in his nose, and with a wave of a single fist, the sharp fist style directly knocked Lang Yuanliang away, and the mixed energy made the other party stumble.

"Waste is waste, and even this king can't catch a punch, so what's the right to bark here. The territory of the Great Qianguo is thousands of miles, and there is no place that this king can't go, even the palace can kill three in and three out. ”

The unscrupulous contempt made Lang Yuanliang, who was half-kneeling on the ground, almost desperate, but he was held back by his subordinates and prevented him from being sent to death.

"How about it, big bald head, have you thought about it! Once you refuse, the consequence is that this king will wash the Shaolin Temple you established in blood, and there will be no piece of armor!"

The icy and bone-chilling evil aura burst out, and the violent momentum crushed many of the strong people present couldn't raise their heads, only the three elders of Nanjiang and the elders of the sect who were around the peak of the four or five nine grades could resist.

There was a faint golden light seeping out of the dark eyes of the round wheel host, and I am afraid that the punch just now was only seen clearly by the three elders of Nanjiang and him.

"Lion King Fist", the Lion King Fist of the Dacheng realm, I didn't expect that in fifteen years, this raging Lion Heart King was about to reach the peak of the grandmaster level.

"You all stand down, this barbarian's strength is beyond the limit of what you can interfere with, and if you have an eight-bull crossbow, you can support it from a distance. ”

Qian Lao secretly sent a message to Lang Yuanliang's commander, as the behind-the-scenes guardian of the Hao Yan family, they were qualified to order these generals in the army.

After being silent for a few breaths, Lang Yuanliang unwillingly glanced at the Lionheart King who was invincible, and left angrily, he planned to mobilize the eight bull crossbows in the army, and it was best to hunt this person here, so as to wash the hatred in his heart.

The abbot of the round wheel clasped his hands together: "Donor, the sea of bitterness is endless, turning back is the shore, even if the donor gets "Mangniu Jin", it will not be able to take out the territory of the Great Qianguo, if you leave here, the old man will only act as if nothing has happened!"

Hahaha...

The piercing ridicule echoed, the Lionheart King was invincible and his head was slammed, and his long golden shawl hair shimmered with a dazzling luster, like the Buddha of the Western Heavens, wild and uninhibited.

"Are you joking, great monk? Since you don't know how to lift, then don't blame this website, lion roar!"

Roar, roar, roar!

King Lionheart took a sharp breath, opened his mouth, and suddenly erupted into three deafening roars. It was as if the Beastmaster of the Mountain was angrily patrolling the territory.

The invisible qi waves spread in all directions, and after the warning of the three elders of Nanjiang, there were only seven or eight ninth-grade level masters left around, and they had enough strength to resist the damage of the sound waves.

The abbot of the round wheel sighed helplessly, the people of the war family are too domineering, and they have to fight today.

"Three seniors, please also show the three talents to help the old man!"

The three elders of Nanjiang glanced at each other when they heard this, and nodded slowly: "Abbot be careful, this lion and the three of them can only pester him for half a pillar of incense at most!"

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