[PS: I watched a Han movie last night called " The Kind XXX ". It gave me a headache. I haven't recovered yet.]
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Immediately.
The group went to Shaolin.
Ten thousand people retreated, and no one dared to block his path.
Finally arrived at Shaolin Temple.
What they saw was a Demon Subduing Formation. It was a large formation formed by two thousand martial monks led by the heads of Shaolin Temple. This formation was famous in Jianghu. Its full name was the Arhat Demon Subduing Formation.
"Song Qingshu, you first killed two Shaolin monks, then you killed Zen Master Great Compassion and dozens of other monks. Today, you actually dare to take the initiative to provoke us!？”
Xuan Ci questioned angrily.
To put it bluntly, he had to first occupy the word reason.
Song Qingshu really had nothing to defend himself or explain. He had indeed killed the person. If that was the case, then there was no need to explain.
Song Qingshu and Shaolin ignored him.
If one were to really investigate, these things could be traced back to a hundred years ago.
Besides, he had already asked the monks to retreat in the Juxian Village, but it was still that monk who made the first move.
Of course, it was still a dispute that could not be resolved. The grudges of the martial world were endless.
Song Qingshu knew what he was doing. He couldn't possibly only allow you to kill the people on the other side and not let them take revenge, right?
However, Song Qingshu didn't think that he had done anything wrong. With his current state of mind, he was already as firm as a rock and couldn't be shaken.
Besides, wasn't this how the martial world was?
You kill me, I kill you.
What kind of reasoning was that?
Coming and going, killing, wasn't it just a matter of profit and position?
"Where are the Wudang disciples?" Song Qingshu didn't want to waste time arguing with these monks, so he waved his hand and said.
Clang, clang, clang…
Lin Pingzhi led more than two hundred Wudang disciples to draw their swords and shouted in unison,"" Wudang disciples are here!!"
"Today, we will settle our grudges with Shaolin and set up the Zhenwu Demon Subduing Formation.”Taoist Priest Chong Xu hesitated at the side. He had a good relationship with Master Fang Zheng in private, but Taoist Priest Mu was a decisive person. He immediately shouted.
The True Martial Devil Subduing Formation and the True Martial Seven Severing Formation were equally famous. One was a large formation while the other was a small formation.
The Zhen Wu demon-subduing formation was made up of more than two hundred disciples, led by Priest Mu, followed by Lin Pingzhi and Taoist Chongxu. They attacked the arhat demon-subduing formation set up by the Shaolin monks.
Priest Mu didn't plan to join this magic formation, but he found that there were many powerful cultivators in the opposite magic formation, so he had no choice but to take charge of it.
It was only at this moment that everyone realized in shock that these Wudang disciples were not ordinary!!
None of them were lower than second-rate realm!!
The weakest of them were at the second-rate realm, and most of them were at the first-rate realm. There were also quite a number of Connate experts.
Lin Pingzhi had officially broken through to the Peerless Realm a few days ago.
Moreover, these Wudang disciples could not be compared purely based on their cultivation. They practiced the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which was equipped with part of the Nine Yin Manual's martial arts and almost all of Wudang's martial arts…
The True Martial Demon Subduing Array and the Arhat Demon Subduing Array were both extremely powerful array formations!
The Wudang disciples and the Shaolin Monks clashed with a loud bang.
The battle cries shook the sky, and sword lights and sword shadows flew everywhere.
Two hundred against two thousand!
Led by Priest Mu, the Zhen Wu demon-subduing formation pierced straight into the Shaolin Arhat demon-subduing formation like a sword!
At this moment, when Abbot Xuan Ci of Shaolin Temple saw that Song Qingshu did not take the initiative to charge into the formation, he frowned slightly. After exchanging a glance with Xuan Long, he suddenly jumped up and pressed his palms together. He slowly raised a palm and pushed it out through the air!
Boom!
The air exploded with a dull sound.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
When this palm was pushed over, the friction in the air created flames!
Xuan Ci's shriveled palm was emitting boundless Buddhist light at this moment. It was as if the palm of the demon-subduing Vajra had slapped over, causing this kind Buddhist light to turn into an extremely strong and fierce golden light!!
This was simply a palm strike with its own special effects!
Great Strength Vajra Palm, respect Tathagata!
"Shaolin's ultimate skill is something. Abbot Xuan Ci, take my Yang Song Heavenly Jun!”Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he had an idea about Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate techniques. He immediately leaped up and slapped out with his right palm. Boom! It was as if a snowy mountain had collapsed, deafening everyone!
Rumble!
It was as if the sun was floating in the middle of thousands of miles of glaciers, annihilating the snowy peaks and causing the snowy mountains to collapse. Violent forces rolled out like a terrifying avalanche, and the deafening roars of the avalanche kept echoing in the void.
It was the Sky Mountain Six Suns Palm!
Bang!
The two palms collided.
The force surged!
The two of them had clearly exchanged a palm strike in midair.
However, the ground that was dozens of meters in diameter beneath him actually cracked and collapsed into a deep pit!
Puff...
Xuan Ci was in a stalemate for only a moment before he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire body flew backward and smashed into the ancient trees in front of Shaolin Temple!!
"Junior Brother!"
At this moment, Xuan Long was rushing over. When he saw Xuan Ci vomit blood and fly back, he was instantly furious. His entire body emitted golden light, and he really looked like a demon-subduing Vajra. He suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped up. Wherever he stepped, a hole instantly collapsed and continued to extend outwards.
With just one step, he created a huge pit that was several meters wide.
The Mystic Dragon leaped up like a furious Vajra. His eyes were filled with anger. With a heaven-shaking roar, a terrifying fist wrapped in golden light struck out brazenly. Golden fist energy was even condensed on his fist!
This punch was enough to kill a grandmaster!
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