The strongest invincible master

Chapter 103 Attacking Shaolin
Abbot Ci's face changed drastically, "Emperor Qin is here, you go, her magic sound attack is very powerful, I will block it for you."

Yuan Yu was originally a person with a tough heart, knowing the heavy responsibility on her body, she did not act like a child, respectfully kowtowed three times to Abbot Ci, turned around and walked towards the secret path on the left.

"Ci Bald Donkey, can you hide from the first day and the fifteenth day? On the seventh day of March, Songshan Shaolin will be destroyed!"

The Sword King's arrogant voice echoed through the sky, "No one can violate the emperor's will. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. Kill..."

"Roar……"

A lion's roar came out from the abbot's room, transformed into a mighty lion, and rushed towards Tian Moqu in the air.

He Yibai makes steel, turning it into soft fingers.

The sound of the zither softened, and the spring water was ding-dong, blocking the lion like a rain curtain.

No matter how sharp the lion's claws are, the rain curtain that was scratched will soon be restored, as if nothing had happened.

The lion roared, the sound shook the sky, and the flowing water was merciless, still heading east.

The two voices were entangled and collided in the air.

Qin Emperor Bai Bingbing's face turned pale, and there was a trace of blood stains in the corner of his mouth. He sighed quietly with his small mouth, and flicked his fingers lightly, the sound on the strings became more graceful.

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hastily, and often regretted the cold coming in the morning and the wind coming in late...

As soon as the song sounded, the lion was finally defeated, but it did not give in. It exhausted its last strength and let out the roar of the king again and again.

This is an unyielding battle declaration, and this is the swan song of the dying king.

"Abbot..."

The disciples who were fighting in Bodhidharma Hall, Arhat Hall, Prajna Hall, and Discipline Hall simultaneously announced the name of the Buddha.

"Namo Amitabha!"

This inscription of the Buddha's name went straight to the sky, and with the last swan song of Abbot Ci, it formed a great righteousness between heaven and earth.

Emperor Qin spat out a mouthful of blood with a "Pu Pu", and a bright red blood dripped from his index finger.

The Heavenly Devil's String... broke.

Who will listen to the broken string?
……

The news that Junhuang Peak had attacked and destroyed the Songshan Shaolin Temple quickly spread throughout the martial arts world.

Some were surprised, some wept bitterly, some were outraged and some trembled.

Taishan Beidou in South Wulin, now only Wudang in Jingzhou remains.

As a result, Jingzhou was in turmoil, and Wudang Mountain became the focus of the current situation. At this time, the Jiangnan League issued a hero post again, inviting heroes from all over the world to gather together to discuss plans to fight against the emperor's peak.

The Hehuan Sect is also very angry. Many disciples hope that their sect will unite with the Jiangnan Alliance. Even Northern Shaolin cannot block the peak of the Emperor. If they don't stick together for warmth, they may be in disaster.

Wanxiang Pavilion is still decorated with flowers, but Mrs. Huarui has no smile on her pretty face today.

Seeing the four demon venerables in the seat, Jia Yiren was the only confidant in the entire pavilion, Madam Huarui said directly: "The four lords should take the saint back to the Demon Gate immediately, this place is no longer safe."

The demon girl nodded, "I didn't expect that besides our demon sect, the peak emperor would have such strength. He will definitely be our biggest enemy in the future."

The magician shook his head, "The holy girl's retreat has reached a critical juncture, and the phantom finger has been cultivated to the fourth level. Let her go out now, I am afraid that all previous efforts will be wasted."

The cabinet fell silent for a moment, and Mrs. Huarui continued to persuade: "The Jiangnan League finally decided the location of the Hero Conference in Jingzhou. This is a disaster for Chi Yu. The emperor will definitely send people to make trouble. The two sides will inevitably have a bloody fight. I'm afraid we The Hehuan Sect will suffer a great impact."

The demonic man kept sighing, "That Sima Zongheng, is he deliberately trying to make things difficult for us? The road is facing the sky, each of us is walking half way, and he has pissed us off. We might as well join forces with the Emperor to destroy his Jiangnan Alliance."

Mogu stared, and could vaguely see the heroic spirit of her youth, "Nonsense, since when will our Demon Sect rely on others? With the Demon Art of Absolute Beginning, who are we afraid of?"

"Stop arguing." The devil said, interrupting the two of them.

"The key now is that Yun Yi hasn't come back yet, and the saintess has to practice double cultivation with him after she comes out of retreat, so that the magic power of Absolute Beginning will not backfire. This is the most important thing."

As soon as Yun Yi was mentioned, the demon girl became even more energetic, and she started to curse when she looked at the demon monk with his head lowered.

"It was you who suggested that he go to some kind of Juxianzhuang meeting to let him relax, and now there is no sign of him."

Mrs. Huarui was about to speak, but Mogu looked at her again, and sneered, "You'd better not get on with that kid, or the priest will not spare you."

"Oh, he's not your son, why protect him like this?" Mrs. Huarui's voice was always so charming, "What's the use of talking about him now, it's justified to look for him quickly."

When Yun Yi was mentioned, everyone was a little speechless. They didn't expect that it had been almost half a year since he left.

Jia Yiren received the letter from Feige and handed it to Mrs. Huarui. After she scanned the note, her face changed slightly.

"Jingzhou has discovered the emperor's men..."

……

In a quiet small courtyard, the sound of chickens and dogs can be heard. There is a stone table in the small courtyard. A lot of chess pieces have been placed on the chessboard. The two chess players did not speak, only hearing the boiling water in the nearby teapot. .

The white chess on the chessboard has clearly gained the upper hand, as long as the black chess dragon in the upper right corner is killed, the overall situation will be settled.

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt holding the black chess piece thought for a long time, but he was still undecided, with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Yucheng, your character is still like this. When you break it, you break it. If you put it down with a snap, even if you lose, there will be a sound, right?"

The old man in gray robe on the opposite side stroked his white beard and said with a smile.

"Leader, this character was brought out from the mother's womb, I'm afraid it can't be changed." The one who played the black chess was the acquaintance Jian Bai Yucheng who was scared back by Nangong Li in Weiyuan City.

"here."

A voice sounded, and a yellow sound came in, and the scabbard in his hand touched the open space in the lower left corner.

The two of them took a closer look, if the black chess is played here, regardless of the big dragon in the upper right corner, the game is probably lost.

"There is no way to save it, you should decide to abandon it, fight with all your strength, and try to survive from death."

The young man in the yellow shirt who spoke had a slender figure, his eyes were flying sideways, and his thin lips were slightly arrogant.

"The Nine Tigers have indeed experienced harm, and they have a killing spirit!"

Bai Yucheng threw the sunspots in his hand into the chess box next to him, and stood up, "Yu Guocheng can't match this attitude."

The person who came was Dugu Jiuhu, the deputy leader of the Jiangnan League, and the gray-robed old man opposite him was Sima Zongheng, the leader of the Jiangnan League. At this moment, he also stood up and said, "Jiuhu is here, but what is the emperor doing?"

Dugu Jiuhu sneered, "I have already found the trace of the Sword King. If I wasn't afraid of scaring the snake, I would like to experience his Sun-watching sword technique."

Bai Yucheng had a look of worry on his face, "The Emperor is truly fearless at his peak!"

(End of this chapter)