Chapter 812

With these words, ye Han opened the door to the entrance of the pagoda. As the door was slowly opened by Ye Han, the battle in the square outside also entered the eyes of the imprisoned experts in the black prison.

After many years, I saw the stars outside for the first time, and the moonlight shone on the earth. There was a light of hope in these people's eyes, but soon, the towering anger was released from them.

"Bald donkey, you have trapped me for more than 30 years. I want you to pay with blood."

"Kill these bald donkeys."

"Kill them."

The roars of anger sounded earth shaking from the black prison. Then, these people rushed out of the black prison like lightning, like a dark cloud covering the experts of Shaoshi mountain on the square.

"Array!"

"Luohan array!"

"Eighteen bronze men array!"

As the masters in the black prison came out one by one, the strong and terrible atmosphere shrouded them. On the square, the masters of Shaoshi mountain could not see the extreme. They arranged arrays one after another. Monks combined together to form a very powerful array for attack and defense.

Facing the experts who escaped from the black prison, Shaoshi mountain experts dare not underestimate them. Many of these people are once famous experts. Even if they have been trapped for so many years, their strength will not decline or even improve.

Such an amazing battle broke out in the square of Shaoshi mountain. It can be called the most terrible collective war faced by Shaoshi mountain in history. After this war, I'm afraid the strong foundation of Shaoshi mountain will be shaken.

At this time, ye Han walked out from the pagoda. Looking at the square, all shaking figures were fighting. Bursts of terrible fighting made the millennium old temple of Shaoshi mountain fall into chaos. Such a thing as tonight has never appeared in the history of Shaoshi mountain.

Gradually, a cold smile appeared on the corners of Ye Han's mouth. Tonight, his purpose of coming to Shaoshi mountain was achieved. Everything was going well. The experts in the black prison were released and imprisoned for so many years. Their inner hatred will turn into a shocking force, and their enemies will have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Ye Han..."

Suddenly, a monk rushed to the front of Ye Han. His face, which was supposed to be compassionate, was full of ferocity and killing intention. Ye Han had a little impression of him, named Shikong. When he went to ghost city, Shaoshi mountain was led by this man.

"Hum, old bald donkey, didn't you expect that your Shaoshi mountain would suffer such a great disaster today?" Ye Han smiled coldly at Shikong.

"Today, I must kill you, the head of the evil devil. Accept my life!"

Shikong shouted loudly, and his fierce palm technique was displayed by him. This is the Vajra palm of Shaoshi mountain. It has amazing destructive power, and its hand is like Vajra. It is invincible and everything is broken.

"Old bald donkey, you could crush me at first, but now you are not qualified enough."

Ye Han looked indifferent. He looked at the running Shikong and released a heavy force from his body. The powerful and unparalleled force gathered on the palm of his hand. With an extremely fierce fist, he blasted at Shikong's Vajra palm.

Boom!

Their fists and palms handed over in the air. The collision of that force was amazing, just like thunder on the ground.

At the next moment, Shi Kong's body couldn't stop backing out, and a stream of blood vomited out of his mouth, making his face pale. When he was in the ghost city, ye Han was in front of him, just like mole ants. Now, ye Han has to deal with him, light and easy to lift.

"Arhat fist!" Shikong shouted and continued to attack Ye Han with a ferocious face. All this is led by Ye Han tonight. If you don't get rid of it, where can there be a quiet day in Shaoshi mountain in the future.

"Get out!" Ye Han looked cold. He took a step forward, punched on the spot, and roared out again. He attacked Shikong in an extremely fierce way, and fell on Shikong. The power of this punch poured out, making Shikong's body fly backwards like a broken kite, so he had no power to fight again.

"Old bald donkey, I won't kill you today. I'll let you see with your own eyes how the largest sect in the ancient martial world is declining step by step." Ye Han took a look at the depressed and cold air and quickly swept away in the void. Since the purpose of coming here has been achieved, ye Han certainly won't continue to consume here.

"Old man, have you had enough? It's time to go!"

Ye Han's voice came out very clearly in the night sky, and then others had disappeared in the night sky of Shaoshi mountain.

"Ha ha, old bald donkey Daoji, I'll play here with you today. You and I have time to fight again." the madman laughed and retreated slowly in the void, leaving Daoji, one of the four holy monks with bleeding corners of his mouth, looking at him with a gloomy face.

At the same time, the sloppy old Taoist priest and Jingyi also began to retreat. They wanted to retreat with their strength. The four holy monks in Shaoshi mountain didn't dare to chase them.

Old master Chen and others also retreated. Soon, people belonging to Ye Han walked clean on the whole Shaoshi mountain. Those released experts in the black prison also left one by one, leaving only some experts who hate Shaoshi mountain still fighting with them.

As for the Kendo master who borrowed Ye Han's Longquan sword, after ye Han and others left, he also followed.

When the battle of Shaoshi mountain came to an end, on the square around the black prison, dozens of masters of Dharma hall were killed and injured. The faces of the four holy monks were very gloomy. They were regarded as super masters like gods in the ancient martial world. However, under the guard of the four of them, all the masters in the black prison were released, And he killed many experts in Shaoshi mountain.

"Holy monk!" a monk came to the four holy monks.

"Inform the major sects that a Wulin meeting will be held in three days. All the demons imprisoned in the black prison have fled. These people will definitely become an evil force to harm the ancient martial arts world. In the near future, the ancient martial arts world will be in chaos. We must take precautions as soon as possible." the white eyebrow Saint monk said with a cold face.

"Yes, holy monk." the monk responded with a cold face. His name is Kong yuan, who is the host of Shaoshi mountain inner courtyard.

The white browed monk asked coldly; "Kong yuan, what's the name of the leading young man just now? What's his origin?"

"Hui holy monk, this son is called Ye Han. He is the son of a madman."

"It turns out that he is Ye Han. Good, very good. In order to harm the Wulin, this son will become a great devil in the future. I wrote down this blood debt in Shaoshi mountain first."