The strongest master in history

Luoyang is only 120 miles away from Songshan Shaolin, and it is the most prosperous city in the vicinity, so many martial arts practitioners who participated in the Lion Slaying Conference settled here.

Along the way, Lin Yuanjian and Mingjiao's group met many groups of people from the rivers and lakes. They talked about how powerful the dragon-slaying knife was, how fierce the golden-haired lion king was, and they all talked eloquently. Lotus, the road to Songshan is so lively.

Mingjiao and his party were all dressed as merchants, and they were all busy on their way, so they didn't attract attention, and no one in the world recognized their identities.

In less than an hour, the crowd entered the boundary of Songshan Mountain, and followed a large number of spectators from the rivers and lakes, all the way towards Shaoshi Mountain.

Lin Yuanjian frowned and looked at the congested mountain road, and immediately grabbed Xiao Zhao and floated up, flying forward like a light smoke, and there was no one in sight in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, why are there so many people here?" Zhou Dian cursed.

Yin Tianzheng laughed and said, "Don't underestimate the allure of Dragon Saber."

Zhou Dian said disdainfully: "Cut, I, Zhou Dian, don't care about dragon-slaying knives. These people are fighting to the death. Isn't the knives in the hands of our leader?"

"Hush! Keep your mother's voice down, don't cause trouble for the leader." Unexpectedly, he kicked Zhou Dian's ass.

Zhou Dian was staggered by the kick, but he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he couldn't get angry, so he said apologetically, "This subordinate is talkative for a while, the leader forgives me."

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand to touch the knife and sword wrapped in several layers of cloth behind his back, turned his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's so noisy here, no one will pay attention to what we say."

Indeed, the mountain road at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain was full of people, it was like going to a market, bustling with people.

Wei Yixiao leaned over and whispered in Zhang Wuji's ear: "Master, we'd better be more careful, if people find out that the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Saber are in your hands, we will be targeted by everyone. There are so many sects and gangs here today. Then there will be a lot of trouble."

Zhang Wuji nodded: "Well, what Wei Bat King said is reasonable, let's just be more careful, remember not to slip up." Everyone in the Mingjiao agreed.

……

Lin Yuanjian led Xiao Zhao into the Shaolin Temple in a short while. Looking down from the sky, the layout of the entire Shaolin Temple was clear and unobstructed. A huge square to the north was already full of people.

Wudang School, Kunlun School, Emei School, Kongtong School, Huashan School, etc. were all present, and all of them were familiar faces.

In addition, there are some lesser-known small factions in the rivers and lakes, or the so-called martial arts families, with three religions and nine streams, mixed with fish and dragons. From a rough look, there are about 3000 to [-] people in the entire square. If you add those who are still under Shaoshi Mountain There must be at least four thousand people who arrived.

"Hey, I said Master Kongzhi, it's already noon, and it hasn't started yet? When do you want everyone to wait?" Someone in the square said impatiently.

"Damn it, if we wait any longer, Sajia will be roasted into sweet potatoes by the sun."

"Where is the Golden Retriever Lion King? Where is the Dragon Slaying Knife? You Shaolin faction made such a big noise that everyone came here, don't make fun of me!"

A young monk walked quickly and whispered something in Master Kongzhi's ear. Master Kongzhi was immediately refreshed, clasped his palms together, and said to the crowd: "Amitabha, all benefactors, please be calm and don't be impatient. With all the big sects here, we can start naturally."

Someone said loudly: "Didn't the five major factions come together earlier? Which one else, let us wait with such a big air?"

Master Kongzhi counted the rosary beads in his hand one by one with his thumb, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Of course it's Mingjiao."

A wretched-looking skinny man spat fiercely: "Damn, who do I think I am, and these crooked demons deserve to let me, Niu Xinda, wait?"

"Xiao Zhao, how about I show you a trick?" Lin Yuanjian stared at the thin Niu Xinda with malicious intent from a distance.

"What trick?" Xiao Zhao asked curiously and expectantly.

Lin Yuan smiled sinisterly, "I said I could set that skinny man's crotch on fire, do you believe it?"

Xiao Zhao pouted, "I don't believe it, how is this possible!"

Lin Yuan said, "Don't believe me? How about we make a bet?"

Xiao Zhao giggled, "Okay, what are you betting on?"

"If I can set his crotch on fire, you can kiss me."

"What if you can't?"

"If you can't, I'll kiss you."

"Does it make a difference?"

"Of course there is. The difference between you taking the initiative and me taking the initiative."

Xiao Zhao blushed and thought for a few seconds, then nodded.

The corner of Lin Yuanjian's mouth raised a curve: "Be careful, don't blink your eyes."

"Oh." Xiao Zhao really widened her beautiful eyes, and looked at Niu Xinda without moving.

Lin Yuanjian was concentrated, and the scorching air in the air kept gathering under Niu Xinda's body under his control.

Niu Xinda was still pushing, "I think you Shaolin sects have been beaten by the Demon Sect, and you still have to wait for them to come. It's really dishonorable."

At this moment, he only felt that his crotch was hot, and white smoke rose from it.

"Oh shit, this..."

Boom, the white smoke was instantly engulfed by the ignited flames, and Niu Xinda was so frightened that he rolled on the ground: "Ah, help, save me, there is a ghost!!!"

All the martial arts practitioners present were sweating in shock, in broad daylight, why did this person suddenly burn himself out?Isn't this too weird?

A companion next to Niu Xinda hurriedly patted it with his sleeve, trying to extinguish the fire, but the fire was quite evil, and after several consecutive pats, it burned even more!

"Ah, it hurts me to death." Niu Xinda screamed loudly, trying to put out the fire with his hands, but the fire didn't go out at all.

His companion was in a hurry, lifted his foot and kicked down.

Niu Xinda let out a cry, and rolled his eyes in pain: "Damn... do you want me to have no sons or grandchildren?"

The companion said: "Hey, Big Brother Niu, the fire seems to be getting smaller."

Niu Xinda was furious: "Speak so much nonsense, help me put out the fire!"

"Oh!" That brother kicked twice again fiercely, and the fire was finally extinguished.

Niu Xinda stared at the scorched crotch with ashen face, and felt that life was full of darkness.

……

"I won." Lin Yuanjian said with a smile.

Xiao Zhao was stunned for a long time, and said in surprise, "Brother Yuan, this... how did you do it?"

"Well, it's a new martial art I've practiced recently, Ignition from Space!" Lin Yuan saw that this was pure nonsense.

Xiao Zhao couldn't believe it: "Is there such a martial art in the world?"

"Of course, let's not worry about this, we just said, what are you going to do if I win?"

"Close your eyes." Xiao Zhao lowered her head shyly.

"Okay, okay." Lin Yuanjian closed his eyes with an unscrupulous expression.

Xiao Zhao's red lips touched his face lightly, and immediately retracted his head.

Lin Yuanjian touched his face reluctantly, which was too fast.