"What hatred? What hatred?"

    All Wulin people at the foot of the mountain were stunned. They looked at the scene in front of them with an unbelievable face and looked in a trance.

    Between lightning and flint, did Jiu Mozhi have a hundred moves or two hundred moves?

    At least half of these hundreds of moves hit the air.

    They have never seen such a crazy attack.

    "Hiss ~"

    In particular, many people took a breath when they saw the sad appearance of Xingxiu old monster.

    Jiu Mozhi didn''t leave any hands. Although the flame knife didn''t hit the Xingxiu old monster, the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple fully demonstrated its power on the Xingxiu old monster.

    Three blood holes were inserted in his chest by one finger zen, one arm was broken by dragon claw skill, and one ear was interrupted by the finger strength of Wuxiang robbing finger. There are countless other injuries.

    "Poof ~"

    Xingxiu old monster spits out blood. His face is like white paper. He holds the ground with one hand and looks at Jiu Mozhi in horror.

    He doesn''t know Hatoyama Chi at all!

    The two sides didn''t even have an intersection. However, just now, it was as if he was going to kill jiumozhi''s father.

    He admitted that Hatoyama Chi''s strength was stronger than him, but Hatoyama Chi''s fierce attack just now was absolutely eaten back.

    Is that necessary?

    "Hum!"

    Jiumo Zhi snorted coldly and moved. Under the suspicious look of the people, he rushed towards the old monster of Xingxiu below.

    "Don''t deceive people too much."

    Xingxiu old monster is very angry. He''s really bullied.

    "I just want to bully you."

    Hatoyama Chi''s eyes were cold, but his face was with a peaceful smile.

    "Flame knife!"

    It will take some time for the dean to walk to the mountain at his speed. He happens to have a good time with the old Xingxiu monster.

    Moreover, he took a fancy to the martial arts script of Xingxiu old monster.

    Before, Zhutian college added a test task to collect the martial arts secrets of Xiaoyao sect. The old Xingxiu monster in front of us is a traitor of Xiaoyao sect, and his martial arts also come from Xiaoyao sect.

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    "Benefactor, are you here to offer incense?"

    Halfway up the mountain, the monk headed by eighteen bronze men looked at Shen Wen''s face and hesitated.

    Too young!

    However, there are too many Wulin people gathered below. People who usually come to worship Buddha dare not come up at all.

    "I''m looking for the floor sweeper."

    Shen Wen smiled.

    "Then please go through the 18 bronze men array..."

    The head monk looked awe inspiring.

    "Whoosh!"

    But before he finished, Shen Wen''s figure had crossed the eighteen bronze men.

    The eighteen bronze men in Tianlong world are basically the strength of the medium-term state after tomorrow. Even the eighteen bronze men in shooting and carving world are far inferior. How can they stop him.

    "Boom ~"

    The head monk''s face changed greatly. He quickly pulled up a loud arrow and informed the abbot of Shaolin Temple and others on the mountain.

    After the battle between fighting alone and sweeping monks, abbot xuanci and other eminent monks of Shaolin Temple realized the horror of fighting master level masters.

    Therefore, they asked the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple below to inform the mountain in time if they encounter unfathomable experts.

    They didn''t even see Shen Wen''s shadow. Shen Wen passed through the eighteen bronze men array. It''s conceivable that it shocked these eighteen bronze men.

    Shen Wen calmly walked up the mountain, but the Shaolin Temple was in a mess.

    Not only did the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple see the strength of Shen Wen''s terror, but master Xuannan, the first courtyard of Dharma hall, who was also arranged to observe the challenger, also saw the speed of Shen Wen''s terror.

    After the eighteen bronze men sent out the arrow, abbot xuanci and others could still keep a little calm. However, when master Xuannan ran over in the same panic, abbot xuanci and others could no longer calm down.

    "Go and invite the divine monk!"

    Abbot xuanci also looked tight and hurried.

    Xuannan and he are both martial brothers, and their strength is one point weaker than him. The other party surprised Xuannan like this, and their strength must be extraordinary.

    "Don''t worry. If I fight again, I''ll go to the back mountain."

    In the Sutra Pavilion, the sweeping monk who was sweeping the floor leisurely heard the report of several monks and said calmly.

    He was prepared for it, so he wouldn''t be surprised even if there were a master level master.

    "Let''s go to the reception first."

    Knowing the sweeping monk''s decision, abbot xuanci breathed a sigh of relief.

    Just don''t fight in Shaolin Temple.

    Anyway, the back mountain of Shaolin Temple is a mountain forest. Even if you destroy that mountain forest, it''s no big deal.

    "I''ve seen benefactor."

    When Shen Wen went up the mountain, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Abbot xuanci and others.

    They also shocked Shen Wen''s youth, but they all got the answer from master Xuannan. The young man in front of them was the terrible master.

    "Why hasn''t the divine monk come yet?"

    Facing Shen Wen''s nodding response, abbot xuanci flashed a trace of consternation in the depths of his eyes.

    Why has Shen Wen reached the mountain and the floor sweeper hasn''t appeared yet.

    "The divine monk is still preparing. Please wait a moment, benefactor."

    Abbot xuanci spoke to Shen Wen, and then secretly winked at a monk.

    "God monk, there is a strong one coming."

    A hurried monk ran into the Sutra Pavilion.

    "There''s a strong one coming?"

    The sweeping monk continued to sweep the ground calmly and said calmly.

    He didn''t feel any strong breath.

    Even if a master level master comes to Shaolin Temple, he can feel it.

    However, abbot xuanci has the strongest breath in Shaolin Temple.

    "This challenger, you solve it yourself. I''m just an ordinary sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion. The Shaolin temple still depends on yourself after all."

    The sweeping monk warned.

    "What are you talking about? The holy monk let us solve it ourselves?"

    Abbot xuanci looked stunned when he heard the monk''s report.

    A strong man who frightened Xuannan, the floor sweeping monk let them solve it by themselves?

    "Benefactor, the divine monk may have something to do today and can''t accept the challenge of benefactor. Please forgive me."

    Abbot xuanci recited a Buddha''s name and bowed slightly to apologize.

    In the Jianghu, there are too many experts suddenly emerging. The status of Shaolin Temple was too high before, but now it is too embarrassing. They feel like walking on thin ice.

    Although they have a top expert in Shaolin Temple, the floor sweeper always seems to be a distinguished guest of Shaolin Temple, not a monk of Shaolin Temple.

    "No time? He''s just a monk sweeping the floor. He spends the most time in the whole Shaolin Temple..."

    Just then, Hatoyama Zhiyi came to the mountain with the fainting old Xingxiu monster in his hand, threw the old Xingxiu monster aside and sneered, but his voice stopped abruptly before he finished.

    The figure of the sweeping monk floated across from Jiu Mozhi, and looked at Jiu Mozhi expressionless, "big wheel Ming king, are you challenging again?"

    "Hum! I''m not a monk."

    Jiumo Zhi''s face was stiff and he snorted coldly.

    "Dean, what can I do for you?"

    Hatoyama has a wonderful way.

    "Is Shizhu fighting with me?"

    The sweeping monk also noticed Shen Wen. The strangest thing about Shen Wen is that he looks like an ordinary person.

    However, for such an ordinary person, how could abbot xuanci and others invite him many times?

    Then there are two possibilities. One possibility is that Shen Wen''s ability to hide his breath has completely exceeded his perception.

    Another possibility is that Shen Wen''s realm is far beyond him.

    "I''ve seen benefactor, please!"

    The floor sweeper''s face was cold and said solemnly.

    "Monk, aren''t you going to the back mountain?"

    Abbot xuanci and a group of eminent monks in Shaolin Temple looked frightened, some flustered, and even many monks retreated.

    "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

    Shen Wen looked at the sweeping monk with a smile.

    "Please give me your advice."

    The sweeping monk heard the speech and became more and more interested. He worshipped Shen Wen slightly.

    He also hopes to see a real strong man who can crush him. What level can the peak of martial arts reach.

    "Then I accept your challenge. However, abbot xuanci doesn''t seem to welcome us to fight here."

    Shen Wen said leisurely.

    "Let''s go to the back mountain

    Said the sweeping monk.

    "Don''t be so troublesome. There''s a war in the sky."

    As soon as Shen Wen''s voice fell, he walked towards the sky step by step. There seemed to be an invisible ladder in the void. Shen Wen didn''t stop until he was 100 meters above the Shaolin Temple.

    With a smile on his face, he waved to the sweeping monk below, "come up!"