Chapter 480

As soon as Fang Bai said this, the scene was silent.

If Fang Bai had said this before, some Shaolin monks would have regarded him as a madman. But now, few people dare to question his words.

Everyone at the scene could see that Fang Bai didn't use all his strength to fight against juehen. He said that juehen and the six elders could not beat him. Maybe he was not bragging.

This young man, who is dressed in casual clothes, has a sunny appearance and is harmless to humans and animals. He is full of mystery, and no one can see his real strength.

"The middle level martial arts of the prefecture level can't beat Fang Bai Isn't this guy too strong? How many secrets are hidden in him

Longnu looks at Fang Bai through the vision in her hand, and her beautiful eyes are full of splendor.

"That boy is going to challenge the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin Judging from his full confidence, has his cultivation reached the prefectural level? Otherwise, there is no way to retreat from the whole body... "

Long Jingtian seems to be startled by Fang Bai's performance. His fingers are constantly twisting his beard and murmuring in his mouth.

"Prefectural level satisfactory? Isn't it just one step away from the heaven level, and you are as strong as grandfather? Even if he had been taught by an expert and had some extraordinary experience, he could not have reached that level at the age of 20, starting from his mother's womb? "

Longnu put down the vision and looked at her grandfather in shock.

"There is nothing impossible in this world! Let's have a look first If Fang Bai is really so powerful, maybe I want to show up to dissuade him. It's Fang Bai, not Shaolin! I'm afraid Fang Bai will destroy a good Shaolin! In that case, we will lose a lot in ancient China! "

Long Jingtian came to Shaolin to dissuade the Shaolin monks from letting Fang Bai go. But now things have turned upside down. Instead, master Fang Bai has the upper hand. Once the eighteen Arhats array of Shaolin can't stop Fang Bai, Shaolin will be in great trouble.

What long Jingtian is most worried about now is that Fang Bai, like dealing with Yanyu tower and Qingcheng temple, slaughters all the Shaolin experts in a rage, which will really cause a great disturbance.

After all, Shaolin has been the representative of the famous and decent schools in the ancient martial arts world for thousands of years. Its reputation is much better than that of yanyulou and qingchengguan. If master Fang Bai and his disciples make Shaolin a complete mess, I'm afraid most of the martial arts practitioners in the ancient martial arts world will become enemies with their masters and disciples.

Of course, as the leader of the "Dragon Guard", long Jingtian certainly will not allow this kind of thing to happen. At the critical moment, he will show up to prevent the two sides from fighting.

When he heard Fang Bai say "you are not my opponent", abbot chueren's body was slightly shaken, his straight back bent down slowly, and the essence in his eyes disappeared. His looks were dim, and the whole person seemed to be much older in an instant.

Losing to Fang Bai, a little-known ancient warrior, was a great blow to him.

"Alas..."

For a long time, Chueh Jen, who tried to calm himself down, sighed. Looking at Fang Bai, who stood tall and proud, he said with a bitter smile: "the strength of the little benefactor is the only one I can see in my life. In this war, I am convinced that I lost! "

After a pause, he said, "as for the eighteen Arhats The eighteen most powerful monks in Shaolin join hands to deal with the little benefactor. What if they win? This kind of thing of bullying the minority by the masses will not win. I Shaolin disciples disdain it! "

Fang Bai said: "old monk, are you sure that the eighteen arhat array can win me? Come on, let's fight before we know it! "

Chueh Jen didn't argue with him either. He said, "little benefactor, I have a request here. Please fulfill it."

Fang Bai saw that there was a resolute color between his looks. He moved in his heart and said, "what kind of request, please tell me."

Chueh Jen took a deep breath, put his hands together and looked solemn. He said in a loud voice, "I would like to take my own life and resolve the resentment in the hearts of the two benefactors. Please help me

As soon as he said this, Shaolin disciples were in a commotion. Everyone's face changed. They all knew that Jue Ren wanted to use his own life in exchange for master Fang Bai to let go of those Shaolin monks who had participated in the affairs of Wanyao valley.

"The abbot, you must not

"Abbot, we will bear the sins we have committed!"

"Let these two benefactors abolish our accomplishments! We have no complaints

"Shaolin can't do without a Abbot!"

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Around, hundreds of Shaolin disciples tried to dissuade Jueren. Those Shaolin monks who participated in the wanyaogu incident were even more red eyed and tearful.

A Shaolin monk went to Fang Bai and sat down with his hands folded. His face was solemn and stirring. He said in a loud voice, "I have participated in the event of Wanyao valley. Please do as you please

After the Shaolin monk, more than 20 more Shaolin monks came out of the crowd. They also sat down in front of Fang Bai, folded their hands and said, "we have also participated in the event of Wanyao valley. Let's take the initiative and discard our accomplishments. ""Nonsense! Go back to me! If you still recognize me as the abbot, stand back! "

Seeing one by one Shaolin monks walk up to Fang Bai and sit down, Chueh Jen is angry and anxious. He beats his chest and feet and yells at him.

Those Shaolin disciples are the elite of the young generation of Shaolin monks, and they are also the future central strength of Shaolin. If they are abandoned, the foundation of Shaolin's foothold in the ancient Chinese martial arts will be shaken.

At that time, Shaolin was only afraid to follow the example of Yanyu tower and Qingcheng temple, and then declined.

As a abbot, juehen didn't want to see this, so he was willing to exchange his life with master Fang Bai and no longer investigate the responsibility of Shaolin disciples.

But no matter how loud Chueh Ren was, no Shaolin monk listened to him. More than 20 Shaolin monks sat with their eyes closed and their knees crossed, waiting for Fang Bai's hand of punishment to come, destroying their meridians and Qi sea and abolishing their accomplishments.

All the six elders of one Pavilion, one courtyard and four halls in Shaolin are solemn and stirring.

No matter the Abbot's suicide or the abolition of more than 20 monks, it is unbearable pain for Shaolin. As the six elders of Shaolin, they have the responsibility and obligation to prevent such things from happening.

The six elders winked at each other and went to the abbot juehen, ready to persuade him to join hands with Fang Bai in the battle of eighteen Arhats.

For the future of Shaolin, don't worry about reputation and face!

"Alas..."

At this time, a sigh full of vicissitudes of life came from the wall of the courtyard.

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