come to the heavens

"I ask this master to enlighten me!"

He was pointing at an old monk. This old monk was obviously the kind of monk who specialized in Dharma. He had a high seniority and high internal energy, but he was not good at fighting and had no combat experience at all. Undoubtedly lost.

It's just that they can't back down at this time, the Mongolian army surrounded Shaolin, forcing them to fight.

The old monk sighed, stood up resolutely, and clasped his hands together:

"Please……"

Outside the Shaolin Temple, there is a huge square outside the tall gate tower. Now the gate tower has been blocked by the Yuan army. Rows of Yuan soldiers with shields are outside. Behind the row is a row of spears, and behind it is a row of archers. Shaolin lay disciples who came from all over confronted each other.

There are a large number of yuan soldiers, there are thousands of soldiers at the gate alone, and there are many yuan soldiers everywhere on the mountain. Once a battle breaks out, tens of thousands of troops can be dispatched from everywhere for reinforcements at any time.

On the ground in front of the gatehouse, dozens of corpses filled with arrows had fallen, all of them were shot to death by random arrows. This is the main reason why many Shaolin disciples dare not act rashly.

Ye Chen had rushed over at this time, looked at Yuan Bing in the square, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, separated everyone and walked towards the gate.

"stop!"

An officer in armor shouted loudly, pointed at Ye Chen with a knife and shouted:

"Go one step further and shoot random arrows to death!"

He turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward, the little officer waved decisively:

"shoot!"

In the next second, dozens of arrows flew out and fell, most of them missed. Seven or eight arrows shot at him but popped out. The little officer's expression changed, and he immediately shouted:

"Thousands of arrows are fired, and the crossbow is ready."

In an instant, the sound of bowstrings became one, and thousands of arrows turned into a black shadow and fell down.

Amidst the rain of arrows, there was an exceptionally loud buzzing sound. A steel crossbow bolt as thick as a spear hit Ye Chen like lightning. With a 'bang', it exploded into countless pieces of fine iron, and there was a series of 'pops' on the ground. There was a loud explosion, and countless small pits burst out, and he continued to move forward without even pausing.

Seeing this scene, the young general's eyes almost popped out:

"how can that be?"

Ye Chen didn't care how surprised he was, just reached out and grabbed the shattered monk's robe on his body, tore it off and threw it aside. There was only a little white spot where the crossbow arrow hit his chest, and it was quickly disappearing.

He strode forward to the front of the gate tower, and the Yuan soldiers in the front raised their swords and slashed.

"clang!"

Sparks splattered from his forehead, and he slapped his palm like lightning, cutting off his Yuanbing was like being hit by a shell, his whole body exploded on the spot, his body and armor were smashed to pieces, and the pieces of flesh flew like bullets, and the surrounding Yuanbing screamed in pain .

What is the concept of seven or eight hundred tons of power?Hitting the human body is no different from being hit head-on by a shell, it is directly smashed to pieces, and no one can stop it.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu on the [-]th floor not only endows him with terrifying physique and strength, but also his speed is not much slower. Although it is not as strong as the increase in strength, it is not comparable to these little soldiers. It is only seen that every step he takes forward , the Yuan soldiers rushing up beside him will explode, and after only ten steps to the gate tower, his surroundings have turned into a flesh and blood hell, the ground is covered with flesh and blood, and there is no complete corpse.

Ignoring the terrified Yuan soldiers around him, Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at the stairs behind the gatehouse and the Yuan soldiers on the stairs. His bloodless face showed a trace of cruelty, and he raised his legs and walked up.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu has been promoted to the twelfth level, not only the body has been reborn again, but also a new ability has been born, which seems to be derived from the physical body. After walking through the sky and raining blood, but none of it fell on him, he is still clean and fresh as if he just took a shower.

It usually takes 27 minutes for Ye Chen to walk from the mountain gate to the mountainside temple, but this time he also took 27 minutes, but besides walking, he also killed a Yuan soldier every step he took.

There are 99 steps from the mountain gate to the entrance of the temple on the mountainside. He killed 99 yuan soldiers, not one more and one less. , It didn't look like a trace of evil, but no one dared to step forward. The sun was shining brightly, but everyone felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, and they were cold all over, and no one dared to stop them.

Passing through hundreds of yuan soldiers with their hands on their backs, no one dared to attack him. Watching him enter the temple, half of the yuan soldiers bent down and threw up on the ground immediately.

In the Daxiong Palace, there are dead bodies all over the place. The Buddha sat down in the hall, and there are already ten monks lying dead. In the center of the hall, Moa is covered with blood like a Shura from hell. At his feet is lying a yellow robe. The body of the monk, half of his shoulders were deaf and pulled, and the monk's robe on his chest was broken, revealing a huge bloody handprint.

Chapter 123 Destroyed, Blood Splattered Shaolin

Moa looked like a Shura, and turned his head to look at the abbot suddenly. It may be that the killer's eyes were fierce, and he didn't even hide it. He said loudly:

"I heard that Shaolin Temple is the master of martial arts in the Central Plains. Today I just saw it like this. The name is not worthy of the name. I don't know how the abbot's martial arts are. I want to see and see."

Abbot Duxu clasped his hands together, looked at Master Shenhui, with a sad look on his face, and said:

"Buddhism is originally a pure place, but the national teacher is aggressive and sends people to kill here. This is a great crime. Although my Buddha is merciful, he also has the incarnation of the wrathful King Ming."

Speaking of this, his compassion instantly turned into anger, and he shouted:

"The national teacher is too deceitful. If you leave this temple now, you can close the mountain and ignore world affairs. Otherwise, the three thousand monks in this temple would rather burn their jade and stone together and die with the enemy!"

While speaking, his eyes were wide open, as ferocious and terrifying as the wrathful King Ming in the temple.

However, since Master Shenhui has already done this, he has already made preparations. How could he give up because of threats? The smile on his face has not disappeared, and he said slowly:

"Actually, I'm not cruel. It's a pity to destroy the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple, that's all."

He looked at the golden Buddha in the center of the Daxiong Hall with his hands behind his back and said:

"If your Shaolin Temple surrenders to my Vajra Sect, and the Sutra Pavilion in the temple is moved into my Vajra Sect, I can let you go, and ask the Great Khan to seal Shaolin Temple as my Mongolian Zhenguo Temple, how about it?"

"Delusion!"

A monk shouted angrily, pointing at Master Shenhui and cursed:

"You are wishful thinking, the whole temple is full of jade and stone..."

Before he finished speaking, Moa rushed forward with a big stride, punched him a few meters away and hit the stone pillar supporting the temple, spilling a mouthful of blood on the Buddha statue.

After killing one more person, Moa's eyes turned red, and he shouted with murderous intent:

"You stubborn people, if you don't surrender, go to the west to meet your Buddha!"

After speaking, he looked at Master Shenhui, who had already raised his hand and swung it down vigorously!

"boom!"

The closed door of the main hall was suddenly knocked open, and two corpses flew out of the opened door and smashed towards Master Shenhui. He stopped and swung the corpse away with his hand that was about to wave, and then heard a roar like thunder :

"Whoever dares to destroy my Shaolin, report the name!"

Moa, who was about to wait, saw that the corpses on the ground were two monks guarding the gate of the temple, his eyes were wide open, and he strode towards the gate of the palace without an order from Master Shenhui:

"Moa is here!"

It was Ye Chen who broke into the palace. He went all the way to the Daxiong Palace, and killed several foreign monks and soldiers guarding the gate. As soon as he broke into the palace, he saw corpses all over the ground, and then a tall and thin figure wrapped Charged with evil spirit, he raised his hand and punched out like lightning.

Moa rushed fast, but flew even faster. His two fists clashed, and his fist exploded on the spot. His whole body was wrapped in a layer of blood mist, and he flew more than 30 meters at a faster speed and hit the big Buddha in the center of the Daxiong Hall. Above, there was a loud bang like a bell, and the whole person was embedded between the Buddha's legs, and his back was blood red, and he was slowly sliding down.

"Who is Moa?"

Ye Chen only felt a little resistance and the opponent flew across tens of meters away. Seeing that the opponent died on the spot, he didn't know him, so he asked subconsciously.