Chapter 298: Buddhism Becomes Hell

With Ma Yunhao's order, all the soldiers "coaxed", the spear flashed with a cold cold light, and they all stabbed towards the Mahayana King, and the spear was indomitable, fierce and powerful.

The Mahayana King's body is fast, and the agility of his reaction is really the world's top first-class, a pair of fleshy palms are vigorous, and the spirit is agitated, and the soldiers who beat him are defeated.

"Master!" Barro saw the sergeants beating his master, and immediately roared violently and rushed up from the crowd.

"Amitabha. Abbot Kechen lowered his eyebrows and recited the Buddha's name, already understanding that this battle could not be stopped.

"Living Hades" Ren Tongtian said with a smile: "Abbot is merciful, if everyone can do this, there will not be so many disputes in the world." Then he looked at Han Tong and Zhu Yan and said, "Let's go together, slaughter these rabbit cubs, and let them know how powerful the people in our rivers and lakes are." ”

"Howler. Han Tong and Zhu Yan looked at each other and smiled, followed Ren Tongtian into the crowd, and the three of them were like tigers entering the flock, and wherever they passed, there was no enemy, screaming one after another.

The five of them fought with the sergeants, and the sergeants with crossbow arrows in the back were afraid of injuring their own people by mistake, and for a while, none of them dared to shoot Ren Tongtian and a few people.

I saw that after Ren Tongtian slapped a few people one after another, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he killed Ma Yunhao in the direction where he was, obviously the idea of "capturing the thief and capturing the king first".

The sound of killing on the field shook the sky, Zhang Chaifeng's eyes rolled, and he shouted loudly: "The imperial court actually sent people to lead troops to break into Shaolin, it is inevitable that the heroes of the world are too disrespectful, if they are allowed to retreat, when the time comes, what is the prestige of Shaolin? Aren't the heroes of martial arts allowed to be slaughtered by the imperial court? Everyone, it's time to teach them a lesson." ”

These words are deafening, if the imperial court breaks the conventions on the rivers and lakes, the consequences are unimaginable.

Before the words stopped, Ouyang Wu echoed: "Count it as an old man." ”

One after another, people joined the battle group, and the situation became worse and worse, and Ma Yunhao, who saw it, was frightened and hid behind the sergeants in a hurry.

But the abbot of the dust saw that people were constantly lying in pools of blood, his face was solemn, his lips moved, and he didn't know what he was reading.

As everyone knows, after this battle, the emperor was furious, and then he made Wudang, making Wudang once the head of the martial arts in the rivers and lakes.

Just when the two sides were in full swing and could not get along, two people, an old man and a young man, came down from Shaomuro Mountain.

The young man's appearance is extremely good-looking, his face is like a peach blossom, his eyes are like autumn waves, and his face is covered with an anxious look, which is even more exciting.

What a peerless beauty!

Whistles rang out, and some even swallowed their saliva.

It's a pity that this beauty is wearing men's clothes, otherwise, I'm afraid it will look a lot better, even so, it is also eye-catching, and I feel that the beauty is heroic, but a big smoking gun in the hand of the beauty surprised the people present.

This beauty's fetish is a little weird, and there are a few cowardly guys who block the beauty's way with bad intentions, and their behavior is frivolous, which is extremely annoying.

"Get out of the way!"

The voice is not as crisp and beautiful as a woman, but only the crispness and richness of a man.

This is a real man's voice, and when you look at it, you can see that the beauty in front of you is a woman, and it is clearly a man! The few people who stopped in front and were about to flirt seemed to have seen a ghost, and they were greatly embarrassed, and they fled with red faces and red ears, which caused everyone present to laugh.

This person was none other than Wang Erdu, who came immediately, and Wang Erdu's side was followed by an old man who was nearly seventy years old.

The old man was short in stature, somewhat hunchbacked, with dark skin, his old face was covered with traces of time, his hands were full of thick calluses, and he was wearing a washed white gray cloth gown, and there were two patches on the gown.

There was a swarthy knife pinned to his waist, not so much a knife as a long piece of iron, for the blade above the handle was an iron block, about two feet three inches long and four inches wide, and there was no blade on either side.

This knife is an iron piece with a handle on it, it looks a bit like a knife, such a thing is not to say killing, even if you kill a chicken, you can't cut blood, of course, such an iron block can also be used as an iron rod.

When the people present saw the "knife" on the old man's waist, they were all stunned, and then burst into laughter.

What does this old man want to do?

Now that the heroes are gathered in the Shaolin Temple, this old man seems to want to go to Shaolin, does he want to be famous? If this is the case, he wants to be famous and crazy, right?

Everyone could hear the disdain in the laughter, and Wang Er said to the old man: "Daddy Luo, don't be angry. ”

Father Luo smiled slightly and said, "What am I angry about? What is there to be angry about? Let's hurry up." ”

The two seemed to be walking slowly, and while talking, they came to the mountain gate.

Everyone was shocked, and then they saw that the two of them were smart, if these two people were to deal with them just now, how could they have their lives at this time, thinking about it, I felt a little afraid in my heart.

"Amitabha, please stop, two donors. Three monks blocked their way.

Wang Erlu said: "Master, we have something important to ask to see the abbot of your temple. ”

"The abbot has a distinguished guest today, please come back. ”

"Since the abbot can see others, why can't he see us, is it because of our humble status, Buddhism, and equality of all beings, it seems that it is just lip service. Wang Erdu's arguments were reasonable.

"Presumptuous, Shaolin Heavy Land, how can you slander it at will. One of the monks was furious, and reached out to grab Wang Erdu's shoulder, which was as fast as the wind.

Father Luo took a wrong step at his feet, blocking in front of Wang Erdu, snorted heavily in his nostrils, the gray cloth gown was windless and automatic, and the monk who did it was like being struck by lightning, and his face suddenly changed greatly, only to feel an invisible undercurrent coming towards him, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Daddy Luo's hand completely shocked the monks present, no one dared to ask for hardship, and the monk who fell down was even more shocked, his heart shook wildly, fortunately, Daddy Luo did not have the intention of killing, but just gave him a hard time to eat, otherwise how could he have his life, Gulu got up from the ground with a bang, and ran to the temple in a panic.

"Is the knife innocent on it?" asked Daddy Luo.

"In, in. ”

Father Luo and Wang Erdu stepped across the mountain gate and walked in.

In front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace!

There were corpses everywhere, blood flowed like a river, and the air was filled with a smell of blood that was so strong that it made people want to be sick, and the land of Buddhism was now a Shura hell, which was unbearable.

Ma Yunhao's face was full of shock, there were too many things that he didn't expect today.

He didn't expect that Ren Tongtian, the evil star, would be, nor did he expect that there were so many outlaws present, and he didn't expect that the Mahayana King's skills were so high, which he never expected, the power of Tantra's body protection magic and Mahamudra is beyond imagination, and even the crossbow arrows can't help the Mahayana King, the crossbow arrow has just been shot, and the Mahayana King has already dodged to other places, leaving only an afterimage in the same place, which can be seen to be fast and terrifying.

The Mahayana king wanted to provoke a struggle between the rivers and lakes and the imperial court, so that the Tatars could take advantage of it and wave his army south.

"Uncle Sima, save me. Ma Yunhao shouted, in the face of these lawless high-rollers, he was really afraid, and he really couldn't think of other ways to live, so he had to ask Sima Renyi for help.

(End of chapter)