Chapter 100

When lengfan came to the cottage where Zhou Laozi was, he looked at the whole cottage, and his face was puzzled. Because at this time, he also looked at the cottage with God's eyes, and found that the naked eye could clearly see the appearance of the cottage, but God's eyes could not see anything. It seemed that there was a strange force under the cottage that was hindering him.

"Xiaofan, the elders of Shaolin Temple are in it. There are three most prestigious elders in the Presbyterian group, namely, master tairu, master Jingqing, and master Liuhe. These three are all first-class powers, and they are all highly respected people in the power world, including a member of the National Security Bureau, so you need to be prepared. " Zhou introduced the three most powerful figures of Shaolin Temple to Leng fan before entering the hut.

And Leng fan doesn't care about who he is, and it doesn't matter what his identity is. The next moment, he followed Mr. Zhou into the thatched cottage. After entering, he glanced forward and immediately pointed to the monk in the middle and said, "are you the head here? Let my sister go at once, or I will step on your Shaolin Temple. "

Leng fan's sudden domineering opening made the whole thatched cottage very quiet. The monks were stupid. They had already prepared a lot of lines, but they didn't expect that the other side wouldn't give them any chance. They just spoke so forcefully.

The people in this thatched cottage are all eminent monks of Shaolin Temple. They are all powerful in the power world. So they are usually very proud. They can't allow others to point at them, let alone be pointed at the forehead in their own territory.

However, they don't want to bear it or have to bear it, because the people pointing at their forehead are beyond the people who are born strong, and they are not confident that they can beat each other.

"Young man, you are arrogant. Maybe you already think you are invincible." The middle monk calmly replied, not because lengfan pointed at his forehead.

Leng fan replied seriously: "I didn't think of invincibility in the world. I came to pick up my sister today. Old monk, if you want to talk back, you should let it go or not. If you don't let it go, you should start fighting. I have nothing to say to you. "

"Unbridled, is Shaolin the place where you go wild?" Finally, someone could not hold his breath. He was wearing a cassock. He was about 40 years old. He was not as tall as the first three old monks.

Leng fan looks back and rushes directly. The talking monk, before closing his mouth, suddenly a strong force on his body pressed him to the ground and could not move.

"Don't interrupt when adults talk." Leng fan is not only domineering, but also arrogant. Anyone who sees such momentum knows that it is almost impossible to have a good talk with him.

"Young man, I wanted to have a quiet talk with you about your so-called sister, but it's not possible. Since you want to fight, let's put your horse here. We Shaolin Temple's thousand years of information can't be suppressed by any one." When the old monk said this, he immediately sent out a sense of war, and suddenly a strong wind blew in the hut.

As the old monk said, other monks also exude their own momentum. Although the war spirit varies greatly with the old monk, there are a large number of people, and the war spirit gathered is not weaker than the old monk at all.

Leng fan backs his hands and the skin on his face is changed by the wind. However, he stands like a pillar in the same place. No matter how powerful his opponent is, he will not move.

"Grandpa Zhou, you and Jiaqi leave Shaolin Temple and go straight down the mountain." Leng fan wanted to do it for a long time. He was only worried about Zhou Laozi and Zhou Jiaqi, so he didn't do it.

The old man of Zhou pulled Zhou Jiaqi back and said, "Xiaofan, be careful yourself."

Mr. Zhou didn't expect that lengfan had no chance to let the other side explain. He thought there was a possibility of negotiation between them and he could also say a few words. Although he couldn't fight, he was confident.

Zhou Jiaqi is worried about lengfan, but now she can only leave here with her grandfather.

They left. The people of Shaolin Temple didn't stop them.

"Finally, young man, do you really want to fight us directly? Don't you want to talk to us, maybe we can find out the conditions that both of us can accept? " The old monk asked in a deep voice.

Leng fan replied in the same deep voice, "let my sister go, or there will be no possibility of negotiation."

"In that case, fight!" The old monk roared, and first made a move to lengfan.

Although the old monk is hundreds of years old, he is not satisfied with the speed at all. In an instant, he appears in front of lengfan and slaps lengfan on the chest with one hand.

Leng fan takes a step back and hits back quickly.

Bang, the old monk was beaten back and flew out of the hut.

"Jiezhen,..." The old monk suddenly closed his hands outside the hut and said a series of incantations in his mouth.

Lengfan suddenly felt that there was something strange under his feet, but before he could react, the whole hut changed a lot. One straw began to evolve into one stick and flew to the sky.

"Young man, the place you stand is a great array left by the ancient god. In the past 1000 years, many powers have been defeated by this array, so you still have a chance to leave Shaolin Temple and never step in." The old monk asked lengfan again, so he didn't want to be the enemy of lengfan.Leng fan felt the big battle and the stick that had evolved from straw. He could feel that the strength around each stick was very strong, and there was a certain connection between the stick and the stick.

"Whoosh" a black sword appeared in lengfan's hand.

When the old monk saw lengfan's sword, he knew that the other side had rejected him again, so he sighed in his heart and said to other appropriate orders in the hut: "help me to open the array."

It turned out that the old monk could not start the array at all by his own strength, only by gathering the strength of all the people.

More than 20 monks jumped behind the old monk. They beat the old monk on the back one by one palm. The old monk's face turned red, and his body seemed to be a container for absorbing powers.

At this moment, the stick in the air starts to make such a noise.

"Open" the old monk shouted loudly, countless wooden sticks flew to lengfan.

Lengfan jumps up and flies to the sky, but the stick immediately keeps up with him, and the number is large and fast, so he will catch up with him.

The swords in lengfan's hands turn into countless sword Qi, which is right on the stick. But he found that after the sword Qi hit the stick, although the stick was split into two pieces, the two pieces of stick still flew to lengfan.

"Dangdang..." Lengfan can only keep fighting the sticks, but the result is that the number of sticks is increasing.

"It seems that this is the way to use it." Leng fan murmured that the sword in his hand was shining brightly.

"I didn't expect that I would use this move so soon. Although the master told me not to use this move easily, I don't have so many concerns at present." Leng Fan said to himself, it seems that the moves he is going to use can't appear easily.

"The first move of cutting the sky, breaking the sky" roared coldly, and the sword light in his hand was more dazzling, just like a round of sun shining in the sky.

The strong light enveloped the whole Shaolin Temple.

"Grandpa, what light is it? Why I can't help shivering. I'm so scared." Zhou Jiaqi, who had not been far away, hugged herself with both hands and squatted on the ground, shaking ceaselessly.

Zhou is OK, but his face is not very beautiful. He looks back at the sky behind him, but the light makes him close his eyes directly. At the moment, he didn't know what to say, because there was a sense of death in his heart, just like a knife would fall on him at any time.

Zhou Laozi felt this way when he was so far away, especially the nearest group of monks. They all closed their eyes and felt great pressure in their body and mind. Even though they tried their best to offset the pressure, they failed.

The old monk absorbed the power of dozens of people, so he had some effect in resisting the light. But when he looked up at the looming sword in the sky, he knew that the moment when the sword fell was when he died, because the power contained in the sword had surpassed his cognition.

"Ancestor, don't you show up?" The old monk suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted.

The cold fan of the sky also heard the old monk's shouting, but he didn't pay attention to it, and the sword in his hand waved directly down.

Countless eyes under this sword become a black air, and then dissipate with the wind, like being burned by a fire.

The old monk squirted blood from his mouth, and the whole man lay on the ground at once, because his body couldn't bear the pressure on his head, and he absorbed so much power beyond his range. Once he lost the array, it would be like a container without water outlet suddenly, and the container would explode.

"Young man, stop." At the next moment, a voice comes down from the sky, and a dark shadow rushes out of the mountain behind Shaolin Temple. The shadow flies to the direction of the old monk, and the speed is very fast. It may not even have a blink of an eye to stand on the head of the old monk, and directly face the sword of lengfan.

Leng fan didn't know who the old man was, and he didn't intend to stop. He pressed directly on the mysterious man.

The sound of "bang" is bursting in Shaolin temple mountain, the ground begins to shake, and the whole Songshan mountain seems to be experiencing a magnitude 6 earthquake. And it's always the song mountain. The towns near the Song Mountain have a strong sense of earthquake. All of them are running out of their homes and standing on the ground to feel the sudden earthquake.

The back of Leng fan's sword, and the dust under his feet, it's hard for the naked eye to see the scene under the dust. But Leng fan's eyes revealed a glimmer of light at this time. From the expression on his face, he seemed to see what happened under the dust, so he kept a glimmer of vigilance.

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