The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 488 Re-Entering Wooden Man Alley

"what?!"

Shen Suanzi's eyes widened, and he looked at Liu Mocan in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.Originally, he wanted to use the God God Machine to attract all the heads and stop Zhao Yu, the devil, but unexpectedly, it was self-defeating.

Now the masters who can compete with Liu Mocan have all retired, and Liu Mocan who has obtained the Yushenji, it is not too much to say that he is invincible in the world.

Shen Suanzi looked horrified, but after hearing this, Zhao Yu's eyes lit up, and he stared at Liu Mocan who had said cruel words with surprise.

This is... the main event is finally coming?
"With the Divine Machine in hand, the world is in the palm of this deity, hahaha..."

Liu Mocan looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, then the right hand holding the Yushenji suddenly sank down and hit the top of Shenshenzi's head.

The raging fire filled Liu Mocan's right arm in an instant, and under the strong air flow, the magic operator didn't even have time to snort, and it turned into a pile of coke.

As far as its power is concerned, apart from the God Stone that Zhao Yu and others have seen and the Great Evil King that Jue Xin has controlled, there is really nothing that can surpass it.

"Today, the deity will use the power of the God-controlling Machine to get rid of you, the scourge, for the martial arts fellows in the world!"

Liu Mocan, who instantly killed the magic operator with one move, suddenly became more confident than ever before.

Not to mention Zhao Yu now, even if Zhang Laodao from Wudang Mountain came alive and stood in front of him, he would be able to defeat Zhang Laodao easily by himself.

After saying that, Liu Mocan's body moved, and the God Control Machine in his palm slowly turned, and five different kinds of energy diffused from it.

The energy was tangled and condensed into a terrifying giant python, which opened its bloody mouth and attacked Zhao Yu who was not far away.

brush!
As soon as the long sword moved, Bu Jingyun followed the movement of the sword, trying to block Liu Mocan's fatal blow instead of Zhao Yu.

Unexpectedly, when the sword of defeat came into contact with the giant python, two completely different forces spewed out.

The sword of defeat is taken from strange iron from outside the territory. Its body and script are extraordinary. Even the power of Yushenji can't hurt it in the slightest.

It's a pity that Bu Jingyun, as the sword bearer, couldn't bear the attack of those two extreme vigor at all, and the sword of defeat was thrown out instantly.

Hua Meng also sensed the horror of the God-controlling Machine, and Liu Mocan's skill seemed to have climbed several levels in an instant.

But she herself was arranged by Zhao Yu to be far away from the battlefield, and it was too late to rescue her at this time.

Erha originally wanted to step forward to contribute, but when he saw the corners of Zhao Yu's mouth gradually curled up, he gave up this idea.

He has stayed with Zhao Yu the longest time, and he knows Zhao Yu well.

If Zhao Yu really couldn't hold back the power of this god machine, this guy would have run away as early as when Liu Mocan beat the death operator.

But now facing the menacing Liu Mocan, apart from a little resentment in this guy's eyes, there seems to be no fear at all.

"What a..."

Zhao Yu looked at the aggressive Liu Mocan, and his back molars rubbed against each other.

Just like what Erha imagined, he, Zhao Yu, waited eagerly for the Western scene where Liu Mocan transformed into a monster.

But I didn't want to, after making a fuss for a long time, the excitement was still in vain.

Apart from the fact that the power of Yushenji is truly frightening, Liu Mocan didn't have the power to transform at all.

"Fuck you uncle!"

Seeing Liu Mocan come to kill with Yushenji, Zhao Yu said something cursing.

Then before everyone understood, a deafening sound came from Zhao Yu's horse.

boom!
"waste time……"

Zhao Yu blew on the blue smoke from the revolver muzzle, and looked contemptuously at Liu Mocan, who had a hole drilled between his brows by bullets.

This item was a rare item sent to Zhao Yu by Afatuo from the Bing Zhan Division when Zhao Yu left the capital.

This revolver firecracker can easily penetrate even Erha's King Kong from thirty steps away.

And after Zhao Yu sent Huaikong into Bingzhangsi, the accuracy of this thing was once again inflated by Ah Fa and those lunatics in Bingzhangsi.

The pistol in Zhao Yu's hands now is not much different from the guns recorded in Zhao Yu's mind in later generations.

It's just that, according to Ah Fa, it is difficult to forge the blunderbuss of this kind of thing, but after integrating the device under the Acacia bed into the forging process of Bing Zhansi, it should be improved.

Of course, these are just things to say later, what step can be achieved depends on whether those people in the Bingzhang Division have such skills.

But right now, when Zhao Yu shot, Liu Mocan was only less than five steps away from Zhao Yu.

At this distance, ordinary firecrackers are quite powerful, let alone the one in Zhao Yu's hands?

Outside Shaoshi Mountain, the living people stared at Zhao Yu who was sitting on horseback with wide eyes in disbelief.

Especially the heads of those who have not yet died, they are even more horrified.

In their eyes, the Divine Mechanism capable of subverting the Jianghu was no different from broken copper and iron under Zhao Yu's hands.

When the old Hades saw this scene, he couldn't get up in one breath, and fell straight on the ground after staring.

Da da da……

Zhao Yu put away the revolver, then reined in the horse, and walked unhurriedly towards the gate of Shaoshi Mountain.

Everyone followed closely behind, and after Zhao Yu and his party entered the mountain gate, the three surviving sect leaders looked at each other and struggled to get up.

Whoosh whoosh!
But before they could speak, they were greeted by countless sword qi that appeared out of thin air, instantly beheading the three masters on the spot.

……

The sound of horseshoes was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet ancient temple, and the whole temple seemed to have been deserted long ago.

But when Zhao Yu and others came to the Lion Forest, they found hundreds of monks holding weapons, who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Benefactor Zhao, what is the intention of coming to my Shaolin Temple with such great fanfare today?"

A host took a step forward and questioned Zhao Yu with an unkind expression.

Zhao Yu raised his eyelids, glanced at the new host, then raised the whip in his hand and pointed to a courtyard.

"Wooden Man Alley..."

The faces of all the monks changed, and then the host said to Zhao Yu: "The prince came here once and turned this lion forest into a field for asuras. This temple has made mistakes first, so I don't care about it.

Does the prince think that this temple is easy to bully? ! "

Zhao Yu looked at the thousands of monks, shook his head with a sneer, then reined in his horse again, and walked towards the courtyard unhurriedly.

"The prince is so rude, don't blame the old monk for being ruthless!"

Seeing that Zhao Yu didn't care about him at all, the old monk became anxious, clasped his hands together, and shouted violently: "The Arhat Formation!!"

As the old monk's words fell, hundreds of monks behind him immediately poked forward with long sticks. When the left and right intersected, the monk sticks covered Zhao Yu like a dense net.

Whoosh whoosh!
At this moment, the sound of breaking wind came from behind, and black shadows passed by the crowd, and plunged into the formation of the demon arhat.

The black sword in his hand flickered, and the sword energy instantly spread across the square inch.

Although the long staff held by the monk was covered with iron sheets and inlaid with sunken wood, it was just ordinary stuff after all.

As soon as Yasha came, his cultivation base was much higher than those monks, and the black sword in his hand was not ordinary.

Under the ebb and flow, the imposing arhat formation collapsed in an instant.

The long sword was sharp, and the blood mist spread.

In an instant, the entire Lion Grove turned into Shura Purgatory again.

Zhao Yu turned a blind eye to the tragic scene behind him, and led his horse straight to the outside of the lion forest.

Shaolin is a place outside of Fangfang. It stands to reason that even if these monks are extremely skilled in martial arts, they can't get in touch with ordinary people.

But when Zhao Yu checked the files of Jin Yiwei, he found that those martial arts scum and some bloodthirsty bandits who had caused many disasters had more or less experience of practicing martial arts in Shaolin before their debut.

Although Boren was not killed by the monk, he died because of the monk!

Zhang Laodao understands this truth, so after three generations of disciples of the Wudang School under the Wudang Seven Heroes, they can only practice some kung fu for strengthening the body.

Wudang has been closed for a hundred years, and by the time the mountain is opened, those with magical skills will have exhausted themselves to death...

……

"Benefactor, why did you venture into the pure place of Shaolin again?"

Just when Zhao Yu passed the arched gate on the side of the Lion Forest, an old monk dragging a broom suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

"A clean place?"

Zhao Yu stared at the sweeping monk, smiled coldly, then got off his horse, came to the sweeping monk, and said in a deep voice: "Since the old monk said so, can you follow me into the Wooden Man Lane?"

"Can you make the prince put down the butcher knife?"

The sweeping monk did not refuse, but looked up at Zhao Yu.

"..."

Zhao Yu didn't speak, but raised his right hand abruptly, and the dozens of yakshas behind him immediately retracted their swords and retreated.

"Benefactor, please come with the old monk!"

Seeing that Zhao Yu asked his subordinates to stop, the old monk slowly turned around, glanced at the abbot, and entered the arch behind him.

Zhao Yu and the old monk came to a stone gate one after the other.

The old monk flicked it with one hand, and instantly pushed the Shimen to one side with his strength, and a dark cave appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

The old monk took the lead and walked directly into it, followed by Zhao Yu.

After walking for a while, the eyes suddenly opened up.

"Drink, ha! Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple!!"

At the same time, a golden glow gradually flickered around them, and dozens of monks covered in golden light stood in front of them.

"Who dares to break into the Shaolin forbidden area... huh? It's you?"

The leader was about to shout the slogan, but found that the person behind the old monk was actually an acquaintance.

"Why are you here again, come on, come on, this time I must let you throw away your armor!"

The great monks behind also recognized Zhao Yu, and rushed forward, one of them was still holding the poker that Zhao Yu had left here.

Seeing these dozen or so guys who obviously had brain problems, Zhao Yu smiled knowingly.

No matter how urgent, there is no need to worry about this little time.

Zhao Yu passed the floor-sweeping monk generously, and was surrounded by bronze figures to a table in the middle.

Shuffling and dealing the cards, I don't know if the card skills of these guys have improved, but the dealing of the cards in this hand is quite sharp.

round of three...

Soon, after two sticks of incense, the dozen or so bronze men withdrew their heads and stood aside, sighing.

And Zhao Yu came to the sweeping monk with a proud face, pointed to the wooden man alley behind him and said, "Let's go!"

"You...the benefactor went in like this last time?"

Even an eminent monk like Sweeping Monk, whose state of mind has long been calm, was shocked by Zhao Yu's way of clearing the customs.

What the hell, the Wooden Man Alley in Shaolin Temple, only relying on eighteen arhats, blocked how many martial arts masters who wanted to find out?

But in the hands of this guy, he became so understated...

With the floor sweeping monk stunned, Zhao Yu led him into the Wooden Man Alley.

Behind the Wooden Man Lane, there were originally several fierce traps. Even if ordinary martial arts masters can pass the level of the Eighteen Bronze Men, it is difficult to resist these ingenious traps.

It's just that these are easier for Zhao Yu than handling the Eighteen Bronze Men.

All the way to the cave where Zhao Yu obtained Mo Ke Wuliang, the sweeping monk was completely dumbfounded.

This place is a forbidden area of ​​Shaolin Temple. The old monk came here decades ago when it was not a forbidden area.

But more than ten years ago, after Bujie presided over Shaolin, he made this place a forbidden area, saying that thousands of demons were suppressed inside...

But the scene in front of him was completely different from when he came in that year.

The four walls are full of potholes, and it is obvious that someone deliberately forcibly removed the stone with the author's inscription on it.

When the old monk thought of this, he unconsciously glanced at Zhao Yu beside him.

If it wasn't the kid who did it last time, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

Looking around again, the sweeping monk almost didn't fight Zhao Yu on the spot.

This guy not only destroyed the stone wall, but even took away the futon and incense burner that Patriarch Bodhidharma used when he was meditating.

Only now did the old monk vaguely recall that it seemed that there were rumors in the world that this powerful king of a different surname in the new dynasty seemed to be from a confiscated home...

"The benefactor came here twice, what is the reason?"

Looking at the bare Dharma Grotto.The sweeping monks are a little confused.

What should be taken, what should not be taken, this guy is gone, what is the purpose of coming here?
"Saving people, or...killing people!"

Zhao Yu raised his head, glanced at the stone wall on the right, and then took a step forward.

Before the old monk could make a sound, Zhao Yu raised his right arm abruptly, and golden glows condensed into inscriptions, wrapping around his right arm.

boom!
The fist fell, and the stone wall on the right collapsed. The old monk wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

But at this time, Zhao Yu took another step forward, and his figure disappeared in the Bodhidharma Cave in an instant.

Only then did the sweeping monk notice the strangeness, and immediately followed, only to find a downward-facing cave exposed outside Zhao Yuhong's shattered stone wall.

The cave was dark and bottomless, and the old monk also remembered at this time, could this be the place where the former abbot presided over the suppression of demons?
Although he was worried, the old monk still jumped and jumped directly from the cave.

The cave was deep and tortuous, and thanks to the old monk's good body skills, coupled with the strength of his whole body, the sharp knives that were placed horizontally on both sides of the cave from time to time were all shattered.

Ordinary martial arts masters, even if they find this place, according to the depth of the cave, it is difficult to avoid the sharp blades that pop up from time to time.

After half an hour, the old monk's feet landed on the ground.

Zhao Yu was in the open space not far from him.

Without waiting for the old monk to ask, his eyes widened suddenly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In the wide open space in front of them, pairs of green eyes stared at Zhao Yu and him, the two sudden intruders.

(End of this chapter)