Chapter 377: Fire up, fight Shaolin abbot

Looking at the empty Shaolin Temple, the proud master and the Nangong leader both of them can succumb to the water, and the fists are clenched and the coldness is pressing. ◎,
"To find this seat, even if you dig three feet, you must find out this group of Shaolin monks! This seat does not believe, this group of monks, really flying away? Even if flying away, those old monks can Flying away, can the group of small monks also fly?! "The pride of the Lord is unstoppable, angry and screaming.
"Yes! This is the case!" The elders around the demon nodded incessantly. After the order, the loud orders went on, and they were everywhere to hang around Shaolin Temple.
The two great cults are gloomy and do not say a word. The heart is anger and panic. The combination of the two religions is the last time the magical church can gather. I wanted to destroy Shaolin and then deal with the Wuyue Jianpai. However, I never imagined that the Shaolin monks had even slid at the soles of their feet. Before the full attack, they all ran!
Once Shaolin is not destroyed, waiting for the demon will be a comprehensive counterattack of the entire righteous power. The general trend, when they only have to wait for death!
Seeing the big knife slashing at their heads, how can they be willing?
As night fell, a day passed, and no figure of Shaolin disciples was found. The two could no longer hold back. The hysterical shouted: "Running a monk, can't run the temple. Burn Shaolin Temple to the seat, All burned out. I see where the monks can go!"
"Burn! Burn it!"
"Burn this broken temple, let the group of bald monks, there is no place to live!"
"Burn the Shaolin Temple!"
After looking for a day, I didn't find any Shaolin monk's figure. I have already let the people of the demon smack full of anger. At this moment, the two masters gave a command, and the disciples cheered, and Shaolin burned Shaolin one by one.
ignition. A torch was thrown into the hall, and the flame slammed and quickly grew. The raging fire will cover the entire Shaolin Temple in the blink of an eye. Under the night, within a hundred miles, you can clearly see that the raging fire in the Shaoshan Mountain is full of fire and the sky is full of fire.
Thousands of treasures, destroy one torch!
Lin Yi, hiding in the hillside, quietly opened his eyes and looked at the direction of Shaolin Temple in the distance. A red, raging fire almost reddened the entire sky.
"The Shaolin Temple was burned and it finally started to burn!"
He took a heavy breath and his eyes were cold. He looked at the opposite side of the mountain, and his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
The Shaolin Temple was burned, and the monk hiding in the tunnel could still hold back?
Waiting for the moment you come out!
Opposite the hill, there is a dark hole covered by a thick jungle. Don't talk about the evening. Even in the daytime, people stand in front of them and are hard to find. Even if found. But I think that there are beasts like bear scorpions.
The decision will not be thought of, this hole, running through the Shaoshan Mountain, straight to the tunnel of the Shaolin Temple Daxiong Hall!
Quietly, the jungle shook and drilled two sounds. These two figures, like the ones drilled out of the ground, are quiet and extremely ghostly. It is like a ghost.
Two figures were drilled out and I saw the red sky in the direction of Shaolin Temple. Suddenly, I couldn’t move. The whole body trembled.
"The abbot Shibo, our Shaolin Temple was burned by the Devils, burned." A slightly naive figure whimpered, full of sorrow, in the distant fire, seeing its bare head, apparently a young monk.
These two people are hidden in the tunnel, the disappeared Shaolin people, a Shaolin disciple, and one is Shaolin abbot.
"The Millennium Treasure, destroy one torch, destroy one torch"
"This demon!"
The abbot of Shaolin held the beads and frantically turned. His face was filled with grief, grief, and anger, and he murmured.
"What about the abbot Shibo? Do you want to go to the fire?" The young monk shed tears and asked in tears.
"No!" Shaolin abbot black face, stuffy.
"But that is our Shaolin, our home, burned by the devil, we Shaolin is gone, our home is gone!" the young monk called out.
"If you don't have a home, you can rebuild. As long as you are there, I will be Shaolin! If you order, no one can go out, remember no one!" Shaolin abbot snorted.
The "good" young monk replied with a very lost nod. He walked to the hole and pulled out the vegetation. He was about to get into it. He seemed to think of something. He asked: "Auntie Shibo, don't you go back?"
"I have to look again, look at the last glance of Shaolin Temple." Shaolin abbot's painful eyes narrowed, did not turn his head, facing the Shaolin Temple, which was soaring, said.
The young monk opened his mouth and wanted to comfort him, but he did not know how to comfort, sighed, turned his head, pulled open the jungle, and was about to enter.
suddenly!
A ghostly afterimage, spurred from the shrubs not far away, followed by a cold sword light shining in the fire and moonlight, the sword refers to the young monk, straight out.
"Who?!" Shaolin's abbot screamed, and when the ruthless glare came out, he noticed the movement, and his heart was so angry that he never thought that there was still a ambush. I didn’t think about it, I rushed to the young monk and wanted to save the young monk.
However, late, the figure was too fast, he just left, the figure was killed by the young monk, a sword stabbed. The young monk did not even react to the reaction, and a sword was killed!
The snoring sound did not make a sound. When the abbot of Shaolin arrived, he was left with a young monk who was smashed.
"who are you?!"
"Why kill my Shaolin disciple!?"
The abbot of Shaolin asked the man of anger, his eyes were like glare, and the assassin was dying. Looking back and forth, the assassin glanced from top to bottom, but did not see anything at all. The assassin hit the standard night clothes of the rivers and lakes, his face covered with black cloth, revealing only two eyes full of sensation.
The hand holds a long sword, and the blood of the young monk remains on the sword.
Under the glare of Shaolin's abbot, it was frowning and looking dignified. This assassin is a top master, a top master, the goal is definitely not a young monk.
Then the target of this assassin is his Shaolin abbot!
A top swordsman, to stab himself, the young monk is just to destroy the mouth, who is this assassin? Identity background, which school is it?
"You are not a magician!"
The abbot of Shaolin said with a cold voice: "You have been ambushing this place for a long time. Obviously you know that Shaolin is the best place for Shaolin. It is clear that I will appear again. If it is a cult, it will have been killed, not alone." Come."
The black assassin, indifferent to the stall hand, apparently does not care that Shaolin abbot thinks he is not a magician.
"It's not a demon religion. If you want to kill the old man, you have only the right way!" Shaolin's abbot's eyes turned a little, thinking a little, and immediately guessed the identity of the assassin: "In the right way, if the sword is powerful, there is only the Wuyue Jianpai. Perhaps Others can deliberately use the sword to hide their identity, but you can't decide on it. Because the person you want to kill is the old man, and the martial arts of the old man, if you don't come up with all the skills, you can't kill the old man. Since you are here, you must use it. Your best skill."
"You are the person of the Wuyue Jianpai! Among the Wuyue Swords, you can have confidence. There is only one person who can kill the old man alone. That is the Five-Yue League!"
"You are the sword of death!" Shaolin abbot angered the assassin and broke his identity.
"Hey!"
The black assassin applauded three times in a row, and took off the black cloth covered on his face to reveal a handsome young face.
It is Lin Yi!
Lin Yi smiled faintly: "Wonderful, it is wonderful. The rivers and lakes are rumored to be the wisdom of Shaolin abbot. Lin did not believe it, but now it is a letter. I did not expect the abbot master, just relying on this clue, Lin did not even show a little bit of foot In the case, I can guess the identity of Lin in an instant, I really admire!"
Really confirming that the assassin was Lin Yi's moment, Shaolin's abbot suddenly sank in his heart, and his look dignified to the extreme. There was a bitter smile on his face: "You can't be killed in the name of the sword, you are really worthy of the name of life. The trick is to kill the sword, the sword is deadly. The old man has been waiting for you for three years, but I didn't think you were so calm. I must wait until three years later, the moment the magical teachings besieged me Shaolin, only come!"
"The old man is really admiring you. Three years ago, he laid out the plan and pressed me Shaolin step by step. Let Shaolin have no road to choose, step by step into this situation. Killing the sword, the old man is only in his life, only Admire two people. One person is my master, and Shaolin leads to the most prosperous era, the name of Shaolin, the Weizheng rivers and lakes, no one dares to refute. People in the rivers and lakes, even the words do not dare to complain. And the old man can not, no Shizun’s talents are great, in order to continue to maintain my position as Shaolin’s head."
"Can only evoke the battle of the devil, but did not expect that the tiger is suffering, the devils, even my Shaolin Temple are burned. And in the rivers and lakes, your Wuyue sword faction rises strongly, replace my Shaolin! You are the admiration The second person, from the faltering big faction of Huashan, rises to the rivers and lakes, unifies the Wuyue Swords, and now replaces Shaolin with me. The next step is to take the position of the martial arts lord and then sweep the sects. Rivers and lakes!"
"You have done what I have been doing for thousands of years, and I have always wanted to do something that I have never done. How can you not let the old lady admire!"
Listening to the saying of Shaolin abbot, Lin Yi's look has not changed, still a faint smile. In my heart, I was sighed. In the past, Shaolin’s abbot had already done what he wanted to do. The Wuyue Jianpai had all gone out, and the famous door disappeared. The Wudang Emei Qingcheng all suffered heavy losses. Shaolin is the leader of the martial arts ally, and will soon sweep the sacred religion and unify the rivers and lakes.
However, in this life, Lin Yi took the lead and did it better than him! (To be continued 1qd0202)
Ps: The monthly ticket is a little less, the second three is more, the monthly ticket?
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