"Evil Demon, you dare to cut off my disciple's arm!"

Suddenly, an old monk stood up and shouted angrily. He saw three disciples who had been captured. Two of them cut off their arms shoulder-to-shoulder, and they couldn't help but look sad!

This old monk is the first seat of the Arhat Hall, Master Xuanku, the master of Huiguang, Huitong and other three.

The four Shaolin skills of Arhat Fist, Great Power Vajra Fist, Spotted Flower Seven Star Fist, and Arhat Divine Art have become superb and are innate masters!

"Abbot, the head, these people are indeed thieves from the Qinglong Society. They will hurt us as soon as they come. They are really vicious. You must be careful...!"

The three of them were angry, their eyes blew fire, and they said angrily.

"Don't worry, I and you uncles will definitely give you an explanation!" said the head of the Luohan Hall.

"Amitabha…!"

A Buddha's name resounded, and the compassionate voice cleaned the soul: "What is the identity of the Lord of the Qinglong Society? Will it be a loss of identity to capture the three juniors? Why not come to my main palace to talk about it..."

Zen Master Dafeng said gentlely. He had white beards and white eyebrows, a dry and thin face, and a bamboo pole. However, he was one of the best masters in the world!

"Ha, I want to see what you have to say...!"

Chu Feng's sharp light flashed out and followed the footsteps of Zen Master Dafeng and others.

"Master, be careful of fraud..." Ximen Yu whispered.

"Master Ruyi and other people from the Demon Sect are not here, I don't know if there is any conspiracy..."

Chu Feng thought to himself, his eyes flashed: "You fired an arrow and let all the ambushed people come out, there is no need to hide..."

"The Lord is wise!"

Ximen Yu took out a sound arrow from his arms and lit the fire stick. The sound arrow ignited and exploded in the air!

In an instant, the sound of a scream can be heard for ten miles!

A group of Qinglong Association members outside the temple immediately took action and appeared in secret, wearing black masks, and rushed towards Shaolin Temple with great momentum.

There were thousands of people in this group, all holding weapons, and you could tell at a glance that the visitor was not good!

The space seemed to solidify, and a sense of iron-blooded killing, the qi rushed to the bullfighting, and the whistling sound made the wind and clouds change!

Many good men and women who were still climbing the mountain saw this formation and knew that something was going to happen, they were shocked and rushed down the mountain as if they were escaping!

"Which force is this? He actually dares to attack Shaolin..."

Some people in the martial arts world showed disdainful sneer in their hearts. In their hearts, these people are seeking death!

However, although he was disdainful, he did not dare to face the edge of his head and retreated one after another to give way!

After this group of people entered Shaolin, many people in the martial arts world were shining with their eyes.

Some people who are unwilling to get involved in the struggle between the two forces no longer hesitate and go down the mountain quickly, fearing that they will harm the fish!

But there are some who are very brave, but they are like flying into Shaolin, wanting to see a good show!

...

On a wide gravel road, Shaolin and his group were moving slowly.

"Abbot..."

"It seems that what Mr. Qiu said is true!"

Another old monk in red cassock whispered: "Recently, a mysterious force has emerged from the world, and is gathering martial arts sects and gangs in the world, and recruiting soldiers and horses in the world, it should be the Qinglong Society... Now that I am in Shaolin, I think the good ones don't come, and the people who come are not good! You must prepare early!"

He is the head of the Prajna Hall, Master Xuannan!

His Wei Tuo Palm, Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm, and the Eight-Divine Palm, and the Divine Art of Subduing Dragon and Tiger have already reached the level of transformation. His martial arts are no longer under the head of the Arhat Hall!

An old monk with a white beard and deep wrinkles, also wearing a red cassock whispered in the ear of Zen Master Dafeng: "Thousands of congregations in the Qinglong Association are rushing to the mountain gate, and we can't resist it. What should we do...!"

This old monk is the first in the Dharma Academy, Master Xuanbei!

With its Wei Tuo Palm, Chengjing Finger, Wuxiang Jie Finger, Shaoyang's magical power has reached its peak and has penetrated the innate realm!

When the other monks heard the words of the head of the Prajna Hall, their faces changed slightly, and their hearts were slightly heavy!

"If you can't stop me, let them in..."

"The Qinglong Society is indeed secretly conquering the sect forces and has great plans!"

Zen Master Dafeng lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his voice without any emotion, and he was not happy or sad: "But the cult is a cult after all, and my holy land of Buddha can easily suppress it..."

Master Dafeng naturally has strong self-confidence. Not only has his martial arts reached its peak, but he has achieved success in dozens of magical skills in his body, and even completed it! Master Dafeng Palm, Blade Pharaoh Hand, One-finger Zen, Dragon Elephant Prajna Zen, and Bodhidharma Divine Art have already reached its peak. He is confident that he is the most powerful master in the world. Not to mention that he is invincible in the world, but he is also enough to be included in the top three!

"And, even if the evil demon is powerful, don't we still have the ancestors here!"

Zen Master Dafeng's tone was peaceful.

"Yes! The ancestor's magical skills are earth-shaking, and he has even surpassed the ancestor Bodhidharma..."

The four heads nodded one after another, without any worries in their hearts, and a smile appeared: "Even if the Lord of the Qinglong Society is really a dragon, the ancestor can transform into a dragon-subduing Arhat..."

In the Grand Palace, Chu Feng and his group, Shaolin and his group, as well as martial artists from the martial arts world, gather together!

The misty smoke surrounds the hall, in the misty air, and on the high platform, the gilded Buddha statue seems to be covered with a mysterious veil, with his eyes low, and he can't bear to see the sufferings of the world!

The wonderful sound of the Niao Niao Fanyin is soft and penetrates into the ears, and a thought of peace and harmony arises in the heart!

But no matter how calm and peaceful it is, it cannot eliminate the solemn atmosphere at the scene.

The space seems to have solidified! No one speaks or moves, they all stand like pine and sit cross-legged like iron!

"I don't know what the matter is that the leader of the Qinglong Society is leading thousands of sects and coming to my Buddhist holy land with great momentum?"

The Zen Master Dafeng clasped his hands together and stood beside him with a solemn expression!

"Yes, it's so outrageous to hurt my disciples..."

The head of the Luohan Hall said angrily: "If there is no reason, you don't want to leave..."

"You know why you hurt your disciples...!"

Chu Feng said: "I'm curious, how do you know that I want to come to Shaolin? Who is this person!"

"Amitabha…!"

Zen Master Dafeng said mercifully: "I have expected that the donor will come to Shaolin. Why do others need to remind you?! However, the donor is so angry that he will use the demonic method as soon as he comes..."

"Demon means..." Chu Feng said coldly: "You Shaolin have many demons, and you didn't see you surrender. Instead, you were with the demons and bewitched by them..."

Zen Master Dafeng's turbid eyes were dull: "This is a reconciliation?"

"Zen Master Dafeng, I won't go around with you..."

Chu Feng waved his hand and said coldly: "I want you Shaolin to surrender to my Qinglong Society and become a branch of my Qinglong Society..."

"What a big tone...!"

"presumptuous…!"

When the monks heard this, they suddenly felt angry and angry.

Zen Master Dafeng smiled slightly: "I think the leader should please come back! I, Shaolin, will never serve the Qinglong Association..."

"Since that's the case, we can only destroy you...!"

Chu Feng snorted coldly and waved his hand. The people behind him stepped forward and drew out the sword!

"Wait, how can you move a sword in the Buddha's holy land...!"

Zen Master Dafeng had a sharp victory in his eyes and suddenly rushed out, "It's better to decide the outcome of your victory or defeat and avoid a big fight..."

"You want to decide the outcome with me? OK! Kill you first, and then destroy you Shaolin...!!"

Chu Feng also flew out in a long roar!!

The two sides confronted each other and walked out to watch the battle.

Zen Master Chu Feng Dafei stood together outside the Main Hall, standing out with a brilliant look, his clothes fluttering, and the sharp air suddenly spit out!

"Monk, you take action..."

Chu Feng looked at Zen Master Dafeng coldly, put his hands behind him, and his spirits were flying!

"Amitabha! The donor is careful..."

The Buddha's name, like a big bell, suddenly rang out. The Buddha's name seemed to contain the power of mantras, surging like a tide, rolling like a torrent, and pressing towards it. The Buddha's name was constantly trembling and echoing throughout the building.

Everyone felt a buzzing sound in their ears. The Buddha's name echoed constantly, pouring its ears into their ears, and they hurriedly circulating their internal breath, but their hearts were shocked!

The internal skills of Zen Master Dafeng are simply incredible, almost unprecedented!
Chapter completed!