At the same time as the loud shout on the mountain, there was a loud bang fighting sound as dense as a drum.

Hearing this movement, there was a sudden riot on the river.

Many ships rushing across the river, martial arts people carrying swords and swords surged out of the cabin, and pointed at the top of the mountain above the Buddha statue.

"Someone sneaked to the mountain above the Buddha's statue at night? What did he want to do?"

"It's not a matter of being a Buddha's enemy. He wants to destroy the holy traces of Buddha and damage the reputation of Buddhism!"

"If you have reason to do this and dare to do this, it is probably the Demon Sect!"

"Hey, I'm having fun now..."

Amid the discussion, there were Buddhist masters stationed and guarded on both sides of the Buddha statue flying up, stepped on the treetops, and flew towards the top of the Buddha statue.

The monks and masters stationed at the platform at the foot of the Buddha statue also became alert at the first time, showing off their swords, whistles and sticks to form a defense line, and beware of someone taking advantage of the chaos on the mountain, rushing to the foot of the mountain from the river and destroying the Buddha statue.

There are also secular masters who are kind to Buddhism and shout loudly:

"Please keep your duties in peace, don't be in trouble. There will be great monks who will deal with it..."

Just as I was talking, a thunderous roar suddenly broke out on the river bank opposite the Buddha statue:

"I found it, it's here! Don't leave, and I'll give my disciple my life!"

Amid the roar, a black monk who was like a bear, rushed to the river with a Zen stick. There was nothing under his feet to leverage, but he could fly on the river like flying. His slim shoes stepped on the water, splashing white waves, but his upper was not wet.

Such light skills made many martial arts people twitch their eyes and shouted in their hearts: Where did this monk come from?

Even the man in the red robe who had a bronze ghost face, only exposed his smooth forehead and long sword eyebrows, could not help but feel surprised in his deep eyes when he saw the monk's light skills. He thought to himself that the monk was huge and the Zen stick in his hand looked less than a hundred pounds. With such a weight, he could still run directly on the water surface. This skill is probably not inferior to the so-called "grandmaster".

When everyone was shocked and suspicious, the monk was already aggressive and headed straight to the Buddha statue on the other side.

When he encountered a ship mooring across his front on the way, the monk was unbearable to avoid it. He waved his Zen staff and blasted out one of the staff, knocking out a big hole in the waist, and pierced the boat into the hole again. In an instant, it broke out from the other ship's wall.

The broken boat boards sputtered on all sides, and the hull that opened two large holes penetrated into the water crazily and sank rapidly. More than a dozen ship workers and passengers exclaimed and fell into the water. The two surrounding boats rushed to rescue them.

Seeing that the monk was so cruel, how could everyone know that this person was definitely not a good person?

At that moment, a real Buddhist master shouted angrily:

"Where did the demon man come from? How dare he pretend to be a monk, hurt innocent people in front of the Buddha's statue, and ruin the reputation of Buddhism?"

When the angrily shouted, two Buddhist masters had already jumped up from the two big boats beside them, each of them emitting a fierce and fierce Vajra palm force, one from left to right, and attacked the monk.

The monk yelled: "Get out!"

He swung the Zen staff with one hand and swept out a large arc with the force of sweeping across thousands of troops.

Then there was a loud bang, and the two attacking Buddhist masters instantly fell back at a faster speed than they did, knocked back to the ship, spitting blood on their mouths, and deformed their arms. They were severely injured with one blow.

The monk's impact was not hindered at all, and he rushed to the opposite shore without any obstacles, stepping onto the platform under the Buddha statue.

At the platform where the Buddha statue was stepping on a pair of big feet, there were already a line of defense of monks. Seeing that the evil monk came ashore, the monks immediately shouted together, waved the sword, whistle and stick to attack.

The monk saw the monk attacking and roared impatiently:

"A bunch of thieves will die for me!"

With the roar, the soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and the ground burst, shaking violently. The monks and masters were shaken down by the shock force that was impacted by the electric current. Their bodies suddenly became unstable and their moves were a little messy.

The monk took the opportunity to wave his Zen stick and swept across the army with a simple and unpretentious move.

Wherever the Zen stick passes, the wind roars, and it is like a tiger roaring.

After a clatter of clatters, the swords and whistles of the monks and masters broke and flew. All the monks who collided with the Zen Staff had their mouths burst out with their tiger's mouths, their palms trembled, and their chests were as if they were struck by lightning, and their blood was vomiting and exploding.

With just one move, he defeated and injured more than a dozen monk masters. The monk's strength and ferocity made people shocked and looked at him, and they all guessed the origin of this person.

The monk broke the defense line with a blow, stomped his feet again, and the gravel burst into the sky like a rocket, rising nearly ten feet high, landing straight on the right knee of the Buddha statue.

Then he stomped his feet violently, stepped on the right knee of the Buddha statue and made the stones fly, and his body rushed up again, and flew towards the shoulders of the Buddha statue.

This scene made the eyes of all the Buddhist masters angrily yelled:

"Dare you, the demon!"

"Stop, don't damage the Buddha statue!"

"Amitabha, hurting innocent people and destroying the holy image, this is the devil!"

Various angry shouts, and amid the Buddha's yells, several figures appeared from everywhere, exerting their light skills, and chasing them up the mountains on both sides of the Buddha statue.

Those figures were so fast, like phantoms, and those who knew them were exclaiming:

"Master Mantra! That's Master Mantra!"

"Honor of Emperor Xin! Master Jiaxiang! Zen Master Daoxin! Zen Master Zhihui! They are actually the four great holy monks!"

"I didn't expect that the four great saints had joined forces to enter Shu!"

"It is natural that the Buddha's holy statue appears in the world, and the four great saints come to Sichuan together to pay homage to the holy sites."

"Who is that monk? Why have you never seen him? He looks so young, how could his light skills be comparable to Master Zhenyan?"

"Ah, that seems to be... the Lord of the Zen Master of the Likong in Jingnian Temple in Luoyang! Don't see that the Lord of the Kong looks young, but in fact he is a monk of the same generation as the four great saint monks. His Zen Master is unfathomable, and he has even reached the state of returning to the old and rejuvenating, and returning to the old and child..."

"Master Zhenyan, the four great monks, and Zen Master Lekong... I didn't expect that six Buddhist monks in the world would come to pay homage to the Buddha's holy traces! The evil monk came to destroy the Buddha statue and provoke the Buddhist sect. I'm afraid I didn't expect that there were six great masters here here!"

"The six great monks join forces, even if the evil monk has the cultivation of a great master, he will still hate him!"

As everyone was amazed, the evil monk had already jumped to the right shoulder of the Buddha statue, and then jumped to the top of the Buddha statue's head, and unscrupulously stepped on the Buddha statue's snail bun and rushed into the mountains and forests.

As the monks shouted angrily, six monks including Master Zhenyan also chased the mountains like lightning, followed by dozens of Buddhist masters and monks, and even some masters dressed in secular clothes.

On the boat on the river, some of the martial arts people watching the fun said:

"I seem to see the passionate young master Hou Xibai!"

"He is not a Buddhist disciple, why are you joining in the fun with Buddhism? Uh, who is the young master next to him? His body is so elegant and beautiful, and his speed is so fast that he is not inferior to the young master of love..."

"Young Master? Although that man is wearing men's clothes, from his back and waist posture, he seems to be a woman... Could it be that the lovely young master has made a new little lover?"

While talking, someone suddenly slapped his face and shouted:

"Oh! The great masters are fighting, but it is a rare martial arts event in many years. If you can watch Xiangyi and Er, it will be of great benefit to our martial arts! That passionate young man is eager to follow, afraid that he will watch the masters fight!"

"No, this kind of event cannot be missed!"

At present, many martial arts people jumped off their respective boats, either swept several feet to the shore, or threw down wooden boards to the river surface to the foot of the river. When they were exhausted, they stepped on wooden boards and took off again, rushing to the foot of the Buddha statue.

Many masters of the monks who were stationed at the foot of the Buddha statue were injured, and a large number of masters chased the evil monk up the mountain. Besides, the Buddhist sect also needs to be imaged. It is impossible to have a dispute with so many martial arts people of different origins. They can only let them cross the defense line, unfold their body skills, climb the mountains and forests, and rush to the top of the mountain.

On the turtle boat where the red robes are located, the two old men are eager to try:

"Zuoshi, this is a big excitement. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Yes, Zuo Envoy, the Buddhist defense line is in chaos, and I just took the opportunity to go over and find out."

The man in red robe pondered for a moment and nodded:

"Okay, let's go over and take a look!"

After saying that, with a wave of his sleeve, the small black boat under his feet suddenly seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible hand. The bow of the boat split the waves, splashing water on both sides, and a speedboat rushed towards the foot of the mountain on the right side of the Buddha statue like a speedboat.
Chapter completed!