Shaolin's Yuan generation of eminent monks had been ravaged by Mo Han many times and died tragically in the end!
If that was the case, then it would be fine. More importantly, Yuan Yin's death posture was actually kneeling in front of Zhang Cuishan's corpse, as if she was apologizing!
Looking at this scene, the entire Shaolin Temple was filled with righteous indignation and anger.
Mo Han's actions were definitely intentional!
It was simply killing someone and making them lose face. Without dignity, it was a slap to Shaolin's face. It was a blatant provocation and revenge against Shaolin!
The Emei Sect and the other sects also had complicated expressions and were extremely shocked.
No one would have thought that Mo Han would be so decisive and leave no room for negotiation!
On the contrary, the entire Wudang Sect was delighted. Even Zhang Sanfeng's brows were filled with delight!
Just as the Shaolin monks were about to explode in anger, Mo Han clapped his hands and said innocently,"
"I'm sorry. I couldn't stop myself. I really sent Yuanyin to meet Buddha. Sigh! What a pity!"
Mo Han sighed and shook his head. However, the pity on his face was as fake as it could be.
" You…" Yuan Yin's master Kong Xing's face was ashen, and he was extremely furious. He looked coldly at Mo Han, nodded, and said word by word,"
"Good, good, good! I didn't expect Junior Brother Mo Han to be so well-hidden. He crippled my disciple with one palm. He didn't hold back and made my disciple die in such a humiliating manner!”
"Forget it. Today, I will let this old monk experience Junior Brother Mo's skill. Junior Brother Mo, please!"
Kong Xing waved his hand and walked over aggressively.
Knowledge and wisdom!
The Four Divine Monks of Shaolin!
The most powerful of them, Kong Jian, was killed by Xie Xun with a single punch.
Kong Wen was the abbot of Shaolin Temple.
As for Kong Zhi and Kong Xing, they were also the heads of Shaolin's various halls. Their seniority was frighteningly high!
Now that his beloved disciple had been killed, Kong Xing was furious and decided to challenge Mo Han.
However, Mo Han hurriedly waved his hand and said,""It's better not to, not to."
Seeing that Mo Han had rejected him, Kong Xing's lips twitched and he said angrily,""What's wrong? Are you afraid that you are no match for me?"
Mo Han smiled and said," No, no. I'm afraid that if I can't stop, I'll send you to meet Buddha. That wouldn't be good." When Abbot Kong Wen asks me for him again, I can't do anything about it!”
Upon hearing this, the Shaolin people were furious to the extreme, while the Wudang people were all holding their stomachs and laughing. Even Zhang Sanfeng revealed a smile that he had not seen for a long time.
Today's situation was already not easy to end.
If they were to fight to the death, both Wudang Sect and Shaolin would suffer heavy losses.
But at this point, it was not appropriate not to fight.
On the contrary, Mo Han's methods were even more ingenious. Not only could he control the conflict to a local conflict, but he could also kill the Shaolin senior monk to avenge Zhang Cuishan and Wudang.
More importantly, Mo Han had deliberately concealed his strength. Moreover, he was only fourteen years old, so the Shaolin monks were unable to guard against him. They all thought that he was weak and not worth worrying about.
Even if he was killed by Mo Han in the end, there was nothing he could do. At most, he could only continue to challenge.
However, what were their chances of winning against Mo Han?
Zhang Sanfeng smiled. How could he not know Mo Han's deeper meaning?
However, Kong Xing did not know about this. Seeing his beloved disciple Yuan Yin die in such a miserable manner, and hearing Mo Han taunt him like this, saying that he was afraid that he would accidentally send him to meet Buddha, he was immediately enraged. He could not care less about anything else and said directly,"
"Don't worry. If Junior Brother Mo Han kills me with one punch, it's because I'm not strong enough. My Senior Brother Kong Wen will definitely not make a move. I…"
"Fine, since you want to die, then come!”
Mo Han smiled faintly. I was waiting for you to say this.
He had killed an eminent monk of the Yuan generation. Shaolin was furious, but it was impossible for them to fall out completely over this. They would not fight to the death with Wudang because of this.
However, if Mo Han killed a divine monk of the Kongzi generation, the junior brother of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and the head of the Dharma Hall, Shaolin Temple would definitely not let this matter rest.
Even if Mo Han did not care, Wudang Sect could not take it.
More importantly, now was not the time to fight a decisive battle with Shaolin. When the time was right, Mo Han alone could crush the entire Shaolin Temple. There was no need to fight now and sacrifice the entire Wudang Sect!
Thus, Mo Han deliberately dug a hole for Kong Xing to explain himself.
In this way, even if Mo Han killed Kong Xing, he would have killed him for nothing!
"Good, arrogant enough! Let this old monk experience Junior Brother Mo Han's brilliant moves!”
As soon as Kong Xing finished speaking, his hands moved.
In an instant, countless Buddha palms appeared in front of him.
In the beginning, there were only two, but in an instant, it split into four, then eight, sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four…
In just a few breaths, the Buddha palms in front of Kong Xing had already reached a hundred. They were densely packed and covered the sky, making it impossible for people to distinguish between true and false. Their might was terrifying, causing the expressions of Song Yuanqiao and the others to change sharply, and their scalps went numb.
It was one of Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate techniques, the Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm!
Mo Han saw this scene and without a word, he took a step forward and snatched Song Yuanqiao's sword. The moment he used it, he used the Nine Beyond Swords, Breaking Palm.
In an instant, Mo Han slashed out dozens of times. Each slash was unbelievably fast, and every move was an attack without any defense.
Since he couldn't tell if these hundred palm shadows were real or fake, he would destroy them all and leave none alive!
The Sword Qi was violent, like rain, whistling towards the palm shadows that filled the sky.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The palm shadows were shattered by the sword Qi.
However, the Sword Qi in front of Mo Han did not stop and continued to crush towards Kong Xing the Divine Monk.
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