"Wang Net, Zhao Gao, pays his respects to the many monks of Shaolin Temple.”
This voice contained an extremely terrifying feminine inner strength. It actually passed through the 108 halls of Shaolin Temple and directly descended into the Bodhi Courtyard.
"Zhao Gao of the Net?"
Abbot Kong Wen's expression changed when he heard this. For the first time, he revealed a hint of surprise.
The Great Qin Network was a famous lackey of the imperial court. It had not destroyed many sects in the pugilistic world for the sake of the violent Qin Dynasty.
Wherever the net passed, blood would flow like a river.
Moreover, this time, it was not the sword slaves leading the team, but the leader of the network, Zhao Gao, who came personally.
"What a good net!"
"This is Great Ming, not Great Qin.”
"Isn't the Qin Emperor's hand stretching too far?”
Kongzhi the Godly Monk stood up abruptly and shouted angrily at the air.
"Those who insult His Majesty will die!"
Zhao Gao's figure slowly approached again.
In the next moment, a cold wind blew, and Zhao Gao's figure appeared in the Bodhi Hall.
The Six Sword Slaves followed Zhao Gao like shadows.
After landing, Sword Slave Zhen Gang, who was standing on the leftmost side, actually passed through Zhao Gao.
The sword light was like a rainbow!
He stabbed at Kongzhi the Godly Monk.
Such a movement technique was like a ghost, and the Shaolin monks all revealed shocked expressions.
Kongzhi felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. He could only watch the True Steel Sword getting closer and closer, but he couldn't even move a finger.
His entire body, including his internal strength, had been sealed by the True Steel Sword Intent.
"Stop!"
At this moment, Kong Wenzong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, took a step forward, opened his palms, and suddenly clamped the True Steel Sword.
As his internal strength was activated.
The pair of fleshy palms actually emitted a golden light. It was the Great Strength Vajra Palm.
"Clang!"
The palm and sword collided, and the sound of metal colliding was actually emitted.
In the next moment, Abbot Kong Wen's eyes widened.
Although his Vajra Palm caught the True Steel Sword, it was a little slower.
The blade of the True Steel Sword had already pierced through the heart of the divine monk Kong Zhi, and blood spurted out.
"Swoosh!"
The True Steel Sword Slave withdrew his True Steel Sword expressionlessly and retreated with his right foot.
By the time he paid attention again, he had already returned to Zhao Gao's back.
From the beginning to the end, he ignored Abbot Kong Wen's Great Strength Vajra Palm as if it was nothing.
All the Shaolin monks gasped when they saw this scene.
Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate skills, each of which had the power to turn the rotten into magical when cultivated to perfection.
Kong Wen's Great Strength Vajra Palm had already reached the peak of perfection.
It was even above perfection.
However, he was no match for a mere sword slave.
It was only at this moment that the Shaolin monks truly understood how terrifying the Great Qin Network was.
"Almsgiver Zhao, this is the Great Ming Shaolin Sect. Don't go too far.”
At this moment, two monks walked in from outside the hall. They looked 70% similar and were clearly brothers.
Although they weren't eminent monks, their auras were as deep as the ocean, giving people the feeling that the ocean was boundless.
"Could this be Shaolin's famous Tendon Changing Classic?”
"May I know the names of the two eminent monks?"
Zhao Gao sized up the two of them with a playful smile on his face.
"Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng of Shaolin greet Almsgiver Zhao.”
The two of them put their palms together and bowed to Zhao Gao, tacitly agreeing to Zhao Gao's words.
"Zhao Gao came here today for one thing, and that is to ask Shaolin to hand over Cheng Kun, who is Yuan Zhen.”
Zhao Gao's expression turned cold as he directly stated his intention.
"As expected."
All the Shaolin monks thought to themselves and complained endlessly in their hearts.
What the f * ck was this!
Shaolin Temple was clearly a victim too. They had painstakingly nurtured a disciple, but in the end, he was a villain with ulterior motives.
Now, not only had he lost face in the martial world, but he had also been interrogated by the Network organization.
However, the strength of the Network was obvious.
Although the Shaolin monks were dissatisfied, they could only smile.
"Amitabha. That traitor Yuan Zhen is no longer in the temple.”
"As for where I am, I don't know.”
Abbot Kong Wen stood up and said.
"If that's the case, you shouldn't mind us searching the temple, right?”
Zhao Gao said calmly.
As soon as he said this, the Six Sword Slaves standing behind him immediately split into six directions and scattered.
"Zhao Gao, you are too impudent."
"The Shaolin Temple won't allow you to behave atrociously!”
Fang Zheng and Fang Zheng spoke at the same time. The compassionate intent domain on their bodies completely disappeared, replaced by endless majesty.
Buddha is merciful, but he also has the angry eyes of the Vajra!
At this moment, Fang Zheng and Fang Zheng were like two Vajra Buddhas, attacking Zhao Gao at the same time.
The other eminent monks also used their lightness skills to chase after the Six Sword Slaves of the Net.
"The Network is in charge. Those who block will be killed without mercy.”
Zhao Gao enunciated each word and only raised his head when Fang Zheng and Fang Zheng were close to him.
An extremely terrifying aura, as if ten layers of hell had descended, erupted from his body.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
The word 'kill' rang in his ears!
The Shaolin Sect, the pure land of Buddhism, welcomed a terrifying calamity that had not happened in a hundred years.
Anyone who obstructed the net sword slaves was slaughtered.
Two hours later.
The Six Sword Slaves returned from six different directions.
"Sir, we didn't find Cheng Kun.”
The Six Sword Slaves half-knelt before Zhao Gao and said in unison.
"Since it's not in Shaolin, it should be in the Ruyang Palace of the Mongolian Kingdom.”
Zhao Gao said thoughtfully.
At his feet lay the corpses of Fang Zheng and Fang Zheng, whose eyes were still wide open.
"My lord."
"Prince Ruyang is in charge of one area and has hundreds of thousands of elite Mongolian soldiers under him.”
"Ruyang Mansion has also been recruiting experts everywhere these years, and its defense is extremely tight.”
"I'm afraid it won't be easy for us to break in.”
Annihilation said cautiously.
"Then pass the news to His Majesty and ask him to send someone to help," said Zhao Gao.”
"Yes."
A faint reply came from the void.
The few surviving monks in the Bodhi Yard were all shocked.
Only now did they know that Zhao Gao and the Six Sword Slaves were not the only ones in the net. There were still people hiding in the dark, listening to orders at any time.
This was the sharpest sword in Qin Shihuang's hands!
……
Mengyuan Dynasty, Ruyang Mansion.
Cheng Kun was indeed here.
After Prince Ruyang received Zhao Min's message, he immediately sent someone to lock him in the dungeon.
"Great Ming's Mastermind List, ninth place, Primordial Chaos Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun.”
"Identity confirmed.”
"You have obtained 500 Heaven Secrets Points.”
"You have obtained the Formless Divine Technique.”
In the dungeon, Cheng Kun recalled the cold voice in his mind and felt a chill run down his spine.
This kind of unpredictable thing happened to him, making him guess that he had been exposed by the Heaven's Secret Tower at the first moment.
After weighing the pros and cons, he did not choose to escape. Instead, he chose to surrender.
Because he knew very well that once the list of masterminds was released, there was no place for him in the world.
Ruyang Mansion was the safest place.
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