What a strong sound wave impact!

Monk Wukong was silent and dared not speak.

Because he knew that the last time he and Master Yongcheng and the true man Yangping from Longhu Mountain went to snipe the Taoist priest Changhe and Wang Cheng, there was no reason for him to talk about it.

Once it spreads, Shaolin Temple’s reputation in the martial arts world will only become even worse.

Of course, this matter cannot be concealed.

Therefore, Shaolin Temple has closed its mountain for a year, in fact, to avoid the limelight this time.

However, perhaps everyone in Shaolin Temple did not expect that Taoist Changhe and his disciple Wang Cheng would kill two people to the base camp of Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha……"

A Buddha's name slowly floated out of Shaolin Temple. It seemed soft, but the sound was vibrating endlessly, making people feel pain in their eardrums.

"Changhe, you and I haven't seen each other for fifty years, why should we draw our swords to face each other?"

A sound floated out from the inner courtyard inside the stone gate.

Monk Yonghe and Monk Wukong were all hurriedly arranged in a row, with a solemn expression and no longer talking.

Taoist Changhe looked at the stone gate and laughed: "Hahahahahahahahaha... Yong asked the bald donkey, do you know that we haven't seen each other for fifty years? You won't know what Wukong and Yongcheng did with Yangping, right? I'm here today to ask you Shaolin Temple for justice."

"If you really want to join forces with Longhu Mountain to deal with my Wusheng Mountain, then I will continue."

Taoist Changhe's voice rushed out like a sharp sword, causing Monk Wukong and others to take a step back, and everyone looked ugly.

"Amitabha……"

Another Buddha's name floated out.

This Buddha's name is different from the one just now. It is more aggressive and more subtle. It directly crosses Monk Wukong and others, and hits Wang Cheng and Yan Yu like a stone.

The other party knew that it was useless to attack the Taoist priest Changhe, so he targeted the two juniors Wang Cheng and Yan Yu.

boom…………

A sound fell, and qi flowed everywhere.

The golden light flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes, his breathing changed, and his skin seemed to have turned into gold. His feet moved, and he came to Yan Yu and immediately pierced the Vajra Buddha's stake.

Huhu...

I saw his fists whistling up, without any skill, just hitting the air in an ordinary way.

However, except for those little monks, all the others were masters, and they all saw how amazing Wang Cheng's fists were...

Even Monk Wukong, Monk Yonghe, and Yan Yu all widened their eyes.
Chapter completed!