The four Shaolin Temple disciples were all stunned on the spot, because they had never heard such a voice, a voice that heard that the Dharma was a hundred times deeper than the Dharma!

Li Yan, Sword Demon, and Dugu Jian were also extremely curious, who was this person, and everyone turned around one after another, glancing towards the source of Shicai's voice, but ......

But seeing the night breeze, there was a half-figure behind them?

"How can this be? Everyone can hear someone talking behind us, but why can't there be any figure in sight?" said several monks who were in the innate stage with mediocre martial arts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yes, they heard it in both ears! It's just that with their current martial arts cultivation, they don't know that in this world, there is a body method, even faster than the cold wind!

It should also be chic and elegant, shadowless and invisible!

At the same time that the monks were puzzled, a cold wind had already swept in, and with the wind, there was not only wind and dust, but also a figure as white as ice and snow...

He?

He, it was the voice that was speaking behind many Shaolin Temple monks, but it was floating quickly!

But seeing him, it was extremely disappointing, and even Li Tan, who didn't judge people by his appearance, frowned, because the person who came was too ordinary!

The facial features are ordinary, the clothes are ordinary, and there is not even a trace of master's demeanor on the whole body, standing there is like a dispensable person.

However, it was the appearance of this person that made Xiao Shan, who was already dead-faced, suddenly angry, and scolded:

"Wang Yifeng, Lao Tzu doesn't need you to fake kindness! You and Yan Lun are the same dog!"

Li Tanying's lips opened lightly, and he muttered a sentence in a weak fly voice, "Wang Yifeng?", before the words fell, he still saw that he had already flown up, landed beside Dufa, and said respectfully:

"The predecessor of the Fa, the master and his old man once said that Xiao Shan has already fallen into the devil, and he has been in Zoroastrianism in Persia for many years, and he has a deep demonic nature, so it is just in vain for you to do this. ”

Dufa glanced at Wang Yifeng coldly, and said fiercely:

"Hmph, Senior Nephew Wang, do you know that this is a tiger returning to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles in the future!"

Shaolin Temple was wantonly slaughtered by the people of Mingjiao earlier, and the most respected master of Yu Xuanzheng, the master of the disaster, also died in Huangquan, and now he heard that Wang Yifeng came and asked the law to release the enemy who killed the teacher, and he was anxious to stop it:

"Uncle Shi, you can't let Xiaoshan go!"

After a slight pause, he looked at Wang Yifeng with an unkind face and shouted:

"Let's subdue the demon and subdue the demon Weidao, this Xiao Shan kills people like hemp, and treats human life like a mustard, how can we easily spare him..."

This heartfelt remark also said that several Shaolin Temple disciples went to the heart, who said that the monk has no feelings? The monk is also a human being! He has seven emotions and six desires, and a Shaolin monk echoed:

"yes, yes... Master, we can't be spared, we don't take revenge, and we have to stop Xiao Shan from continuing to do evil."

"That's right, Lord Wang, you are a woman's benevolence, you must know that Xiaoshan is a demon thief, if you let him go today, he will definitely retaliate, and then the rivers and lakes will make waves again, bloody storms, how many innocent righteous heroes have been killed by him, and countless families have suffered..."

All of a sudden, the monks of Shaolin Temple all gathered around Wang Yifeng, chattering endlessly as if chanting scriptures, explaining the truth to him and revealing the evil consequences.

Li Tan stood aside and did not interject, but continued to make soy sauce and join in the fun.

Wang Yifeng was quiet for a long time, and then he stared at the monk who was really in charge of Shaolin Temple, and said:

"Senior, you and your family teacher are close friends, why don't you abolish my senior brother's martial arts, so that he can no longer do evil and be an ordinary person. ”

Xiao Shan was furious when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he said fiercely and indignantly:

"Wang Yifeng! You are so vicious! You group of hypocrites! If you want to abolish Xiao's martial arts, it will not be your turn!"

Indeed, Xiaoshan's martial arts come from Mingjiao, and if you want to abolish it, it should be the master of Mingjiao who will go out in person, Wang Yifeng's move is nothing more than not taking Mingjiao and what martial arts rules to heart, and besides, he will abolish the martial arts that others have painstakingly cultivated at every turn, and his heart is really a little vicious.

After being silent for a moment, Dufa frowned and said:

"Master Wang, please get out of the way, we do things in Shaolin, we don't need to explain to you. ”

As he spoke, he looked sideways at Xuan Zheng and commanded:

"Don't take down the demon of Xiao Shan, take him back to the Dharma Cave and imprison him, and use Sanskrit sound to remove his demonic nature, so that he will wake up!"

"Amitabha, it's the master!" Xuan Zheng folded his hands and chanted a Buddha horn, and at that moment several Shaolin disciples rushed out and reached out to grab Xiao Shan.

Seeing this, Wang Yifeng took the first step, flew out like a rainbow through the sun, and stopped in front of Xiao Shan with a momentum that was difficult for everyone to see, and slowly recited:

"When all the love on the earth is revealed, how to destroy the demons in the heart. ”

Crossing the Interface:

"The devil is born from the heart, Xiao Shan became a demon because of his obsession, he is too stubborn, or let my Buddha contact confusion for him, my Buddha is compassionate...... When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics are not empty, the emptiness is not different color, the color is empty, and the emptiness is the color...... There is no worry, no worry, no hindrance, so ......"

The sound of chanting the Dharma came into the ears, like the Buddha's voice persuasion, quiet and peaceful.

Xiao Shan turned a deaf ear and roared angrily:

"Stinky bald donkey, don't be pretendious, you just want to catch Lao Tzu and torture me to ask me about Yan Lun's exercises, as well as the Mingjiao Divine Skills, and the Blood Pupil Secret Technique"

As he spoke, his attitude was still very crazy, and he looked up and laughed wildly:

"Haha, you hypocrites, always like to find an excuse for your greed, let your tongue be like a spring, hehe, Lao Tzu can also see your true face, don't him... Horse..."

Li Yanmo's eyebrows were almost squeezed into a line, and the sword demon suddenly clapped his hands when he heard this, and applauded Xiao Shan:

Xiao Shan, you told the truth, but the master of the law was so angry that this old boy was going to kill you. ”

Dufa's eyes shimmered coldly, he was silent, dressed in a white monk's robe and raised himself without wind, obviously his heart was on fire!

Li Tan saw that Dufa's eyes were full of rampant murderous aura, and he was secretly cautious in his heart, he was afraid that he was going to fight, and said solemnly:

"Uncle Shi, let's say a few words!"

Hearing this, the Sword Demon blew his beard and glared, shook his head and said:

"Lao Tzu is not wrong, my nephew and daughter, don't be afraid, with my sword demon, they can't hurt you when they fight, Wang Yifeng, your master Yan Lun's martial arts are careful to force the Shaolin bald donkey to go, and don't take your senior brother to run away!"

When everyone heard this, they were all speechless, but the problem was that what the sword demon said was true, this ferry mouth kept saying that Xiao Shan was the devil, and he didn't kill him, as if he really wanted to capture and force him to hand over the key to martial arts...

Dufa is a violent temper, and when he heard that the sword demon was so counted, he shouted:

"Hmph, Shaolin seventy-two stunts, martial arts scriptures are boundless, how can a poor monk be greedy for his martial arts, sword demon, you don't want to talk nonsense, offend the majesty of Shaolin!"