The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

It's a pity that the Shaolin faction didn't raise too much vigilance against these two groups of Persian Hu people who inexplicably appeared in Henan.

After all, because the Lion Slaying Conference is about to be held, all kinds of three religions and nine streams have already gathered around the Shaolin Sect. The Shaolin monks only thought that these Persians came here after hearing the news, but they didn’t expect these Persians to do such a big thing. The Shaolin faction was caught off guard.

In all fairness, if something happened to Emei, Shaolin really had to take some responsibility.

Master Kongxing glared like a Vajra, and said angrily, "These devils must not be allowed to let them go any longer. They must use thunder to subdue the demons and protect the dharma, so as to prevent the people from suffering more sacrifices."

And Master Kongzhi, who had been closing his eyes slightly before, finally opened his eyes again at this time.

"Amitabha, good, good."

"Brother Sect Master." Master Kong Zhi fixed his eyes on Abbot Kong Wen's face, and said slowly, "Let me and Junior Brother Kong Xing go through this matter."

There was a murderous look on his face, "The devil is so rampant, but he has forgotten my Buddha's method to subdue the devil."

"Good." Upon hearing this, Abbot Kongwen clapped his hands and praised.

Afterwards, he bowed solemnly to his two juniors, and begged, "If so, I will thank you two juniors..."

How can the background of Shaolin School be taken lightly?

Not to mention that there are still three eminent monks of the "Du" generation sitting in the sect, and their martial arts are all the best in the world.

The number of masters of the "Kong" generation is even more abundant. Except for the four great monks of knowledge and wisdom and the first masters of the Arhat Hall and Bodhidharma Hall, there are definitely not a few elder monks with the strength of first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

After all, the Shaolin School is the number one martial arts school with thousands of years of history.

The two masters, Kongzhi and Kongxing, together with the first auxiliary seat of the Arhat Hall, and many elders and disciples, Shaolin School, this time, they are trying their best to show their martial arts in front of the heroes of the world, to awe the dissatisfied.

This series of actions of the Shaolin School did not intend to hide the truth from the people of the world, so Murong Bai and others quickly learned about the actions of the Shaolin School through the letter passed by Feige.

At this time, they had just entered the territory of Shaanxi.

"The Shaolin faction has already dispatched people to go to the Persians who came from the south of the Yangtze River." Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao learned the information, and in front of the heroes of the Ming Cult, Wei Yixiao made a complete analysis of the cash situation. tell in detail.

"As for the few Persian Hus who killed the Emei Miejue Shitai, maybe they saw that the Kunlun and Huashan factions were walking together and it was difficult to attack, but they turned around and came towards us."

As he spoke, he couldn't help showing anger in his eyes.

The Equality King of the Persian Ming Cult and his party left the others to deal with it, but came after their own team. Obviously, the visitors were not good.

Zhou Dian also sneered when he heard the words, "Oh?"

He raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "This is treating us like persimmons."

Zhang Zhong also followed up and said, "It may not be because there are people in the court who fan the flames."

Looking at Chang Yuchun, Xu Da and the others, they are all gearing up and fighting high.

The Kings of Equality from the Persian Mingjiao regarded the Zhongtu Mingjiao as a soft persimmon, so, as the host, the Zhongtu Mingjiao should teach them the etiquette of being a human being.

Everyone talked to each other for a while, and suddenly the Eagle King sighed, "The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are the chief Dharma kings of Persia. We are not afraid, but the low-level disciples are easily deceived by him. By the way, I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble."

Yin Tianzheng's worry was not unreasonable, and everyone else frowned.

This is the disadvantage of governing the upper and lower levels with the teachings of gods and demons. Even though the generations of leaders before and after the Mingjiao have been making their own efforts to de-religious over the years, there are still many foolish people at the bottom of the church. It is the greatest bond that unites them under the Mingjiao banner.

The atmosphere in the arena became stagnant for a while, but after a moment of silence, Murong Bai suddenly shook his head and laughed.

He raised his eyebrows, looked up at Yin Tian with a smile, and said, "King Eagle, our Ming Cult is no longer the Zoroastrian Cult of Persia. Since the previous leader has already made a clear distinction with the Persians There is no need for us to rush to recognize this relative."

"The Persians are wolves ambitious, trying to use the hand of our sect to plot the Silk Road for them and even clear the way for them to enter the Central Plains, so they can't be kept."

There was a slight pause in his voice, and Murong Bai continued, "Our sect can also take this opportunity to completely separate my Zhongtu Ming Cult from the Persian General Altar."

"On this point, it is still necessary for the master to do a good job of publicity."

Unable to hear Murong Bai's words, he raised his head to meet the gaze of the young leader in front of him, the light in his eyes flickered for a moment, then nodded slowly, and said, "Let's leave it to the poor monk."

After all the plans are settled, the Bat King will send an order to make people keep an eye on the whereabouts of Persian Mingjiao King Pingping and his party.

This is the border of the Central Plains. As long as you are looking for it, it is difficult for these people to hide.

There were other arrangements, and Murong Bai was determined to keep King Pingping and his party in Zhongtu forever.

Therefore, from this moment on, the pace of everyone in Mingjiao has been accelerated a lot.

The journey that would have taken a day or two to complete was left behind in just one day.

In the end, he arrived ahead of time on the only way that King Pingping and his party must pass, and set up an ambush.

This is a place called Hongshiya. There are many rocks on both sides of the official road, and there are lush forests, which is just suitable for Tibetans.

After receiving Murong Bai's order, the followers of the Ming Cult in the sub-altars all over the place kept a close eye on the movements of these Persians.

Therefore, even though Murong Bai hadn't met King Pingping and the others, he already knew about it. There were more than [-] people who followed King Pingping.

And among the more than 30 people, apart from the Fire Master and the King of Merit, who can be said to be the top masters in the Jianghu, there are also five scimitar fighters, all of whom are highly skilled in martial arts, and can be regarded as first-class in the Jianghu.

At noon that day, the sun was shining brightly.

Pingping Wang Yizhong, who had left the border of Henan and was on their way, finally appeared in the area around Hongshiya.

With the eyeliner arranged by Murong Bai outside the cliff in advance, the news of the arrival of King Pingping and others was immediately sent to the hiding place of the heroes of the Ming Cult.

The heroes of the Ming Cult had been waiting on the Red Rock Cliff for a long time, and now hearing this, they couldn't help but cheer up.

The enemy is clear and we are dark, and they wait for work with ease.