Shi Yuanshui also walked out and said, "The Beggars' Sect and the Xingsu Sect will not plan to join forces with these Gentiles to deal with our Central Plains martial arts world."

At this time, the battle between the two sides had stopped. Zhuang Juxian looked at the eyes of the people around him and shouted in panic: "Of course not."

Li Mumin said: "Today is the martial arts conference initiated by Shaolin. In order to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance and jointly protect our Song Dynasty. It has nothing to do with these Gentiles. We suddenly came and received news that a large number of Gentiles attempted to go to Shaolin to cause trouble. I heard that they wanted to rob the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, so we went up the mountain to help Shaolin resist foreign enemies."

When everyone in Shaolin was angry when they heard these words, they looked at the Gentiles with hostility.

"You're talking nonsense, we're all just for the mission." Some foreigners roared.

Li Mumin laughed and pointed at these people and shouted: "Task? What is the mission? What is the secret of martial arts in the Sutra Library? Or help the evil faction kill the righteous people and weaken our Central Plains martial arts world? Where are your intentions?"

Liu Haitang, hiding in the dark, smiled and said, "This Li Mumin is really thief. Now the entire Central Plains martial arts world has regarded these foreigners as enemies. Even Ding Chunqiu and Zhuang Juxian are not willing to be with these people openly, otherwise they will be public enemies of the martial arts world."

Zhong Jun said: "He is indeed a good strategist. Fortunately, he is now from the Shenhe Special Forces Department, so we will become the home court."

Abbot Xuanci said the Buddha's name and went forward and said, "This martial arts conference is the business of all the martial arts sects in the Central Plains. No need for outsiders to intervene. If you want to watch it, Shaolin will naturally treat it with courtesy. Otherwise, Shaolin will definitely subdue the demons and defend the way."

As soon as the abbot finished speaking, Shaolin disciples rushed out and formed the Arhat Formation. This large formation has not been tried by players at present, but with Shenhe's character, it will definitely not be too bad, and it will even make players extremely sad at this stage.

These foreign popularity gritted their teeth, but they were helpless. This is a different racial treatment. The same game makes it the Central Plains martial arts world.

"What are you afraid of? We have a lot of people. As long as we go together, let alone Xiao Shaolin, even the entire Central Plains martial arts world will be destroyed. Each one is points and treasure chest. Take action." The foreigner who has a more impulsive personality shouted.

But there were very few responses. Everyone knows how Shenhe Games could allow players to really destroy the entire martial arts world. There is no such thing as players crushing the plot characters in Shenhe Games. Now they are not newbies and will never do such a way of seeking death.

Hearing someone say this, all the martial arts sects in the Central Plains believe that these people are hostile, and Li Mumin's mouth is raised. He expected that some foreigners would be unable to help but have a magical assist.

"Shaolin disciples obeyed the order and immediately drove these Gentiles out of the temple." The head of the precepts yelled angrily.

Some players who take the gun route want to take out guns to attack. In their minds, the Arhat Formation, and a single shot can be done.

But there are still people around them who stop them. If they really do this, the consequences will be unpredictable, and some people have to choose to leave.

Of course, there were also people who couldn't help it. As soon as the anger came, seven people took out machine guns and fired at the people here.

Zhou Gaoming stood in front of the Shaolin monk and took out a very thick steel shield. Only a person with his strength could move such a thick shield. An Ming jumped out, put on his armor, and took out a large steel shield to block in front with him.

The two of them were made in a unified manner, and together they were an iron wall. Li Mumin, Shi Yuanshui and Feng Ling were all hiding behind them, including the Shaolin monks behind them.

At this time, the machine gun fired, bullets ejected, and a large number of disciples of various sects were instantly shot and killed.

Most people in the martial arts world cannot avoid such weapons. Only those famous masters can avoid them with their own light skills.

Whether it was the Beggars' Sect, Shaolin or Xingsu Sect, all of them were killed or injured, and there were many people falling down.

"Haha, let you treat it differently and let you look down on us, let them all die for me." The seven people laughed, and when they saw the people falling down in front of them, they all screamed excitedly.

"A lot of points have been made, haha." Someone couldn't help but scream.

This statement made many people tempted. It seemed that these martial arts sects were easy to bully. Some foreign players took out guns from the item space and wanted to take advantage of them.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng jumped out of Shaolin, and shot out the eighteen palms of the dragon in the air. The dragon-shaped air wave rushed over, wrapping around the bodies of the seven people, tearing them apart, and the ground was shattered by his internal force.

The gunshots stopped, and after Xiao Feng landed, everyone in the audience looked at him in surprise. The image of Chinese players about Xiao Feng can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In the plot of the Tianlong Eight, Xiao Feng was defeated by the Sweeping Monk.

Foreign players don’t feel much, they just feel that another master has appeared.

"Everyone killed these Gentiles." Some people in the martial arts world shouted, and a group of people pulled their swords and rushed towards the foreigners in the temple.

Bao Duan said: "Young Master, now is a good opportunity to win people's hearts."

"Okay, these people have weird martial arts skills, please be careful." Murong Fu used his light skills to jump over and rushed into the foreigner. He waved his sword blade and most of the players were killed by him.

Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect also killed each other, and suddenly the Shaolin Temple was bleeding.

When Xiao Feng saw A Zi, who was still controlled by the Xingsu Sect, he used the Dragon Capture Art to suck A Zi over. Because Ding Chunqiu was chased by insects, no one could stop him.

"Brother-in-law, I knew you would definitely come to save me." A Zi hugged Xiao Feng happily and said.

"A Zi, as long as you're fine." Xiao Feng saw Duan Zhengchun in the crowd and led A Zi over and said, "Prince Duan, I'll return A Zi to you."

"Thank you, Brother Xiao, for your righteous actions." Duan Zhengchun clasped his fists and thanked him. Ruan Xingzhu immediately pulled his daughter and said relievedly: "A Zi, are you okay?"

"Your Majesty Duan is polite. I can save A Zi thousands of times, but I can't return A Zhu to you." Xiao Feng's eyes showed loneliness, and Duan Zhengchun also sighed and nodded.

At this time, Li Mumin said to Zhuang Juxian and Ding Chunqiu: "Don't the Beggars' Sect and the Xingsu Sect want to compete for the leader of the martial arts world? Now is a good opportunity. The Gentiles massacred our Central Plains martial arts world. Should you contribute to the two?"

"Okay." Zhuang Juxian immediately jumped gently and rushed into the foreign players. He used the Ice Silkworm Poison Palm, and players in the silver rank would die when they encountered it.

Quan Guanqing wanted to stop him, but if he stood by and watched at this moment, and so many disciples of the Beggars' Gang had died, almost all the elders had led people to fight, let alone the leader, he really had no reason to stop him.

"I will settle the score with you later." Ding Chunqiu glanced at Feng Ling, and then rushed to the foreign player and said angrily: "A mere foreign barbarians dare to kill my disciples and die."

Even Shaolin disciples took action. Foreign players can be said to have suffered numerous casualties. Fortunately, those below the silver rank were driven out, otherwise the casualties would be even greater.

Foreign players saw that they could no longer turn around, and there were also Chinese players, so they could only escape from Shaolin Temple in a frustration.

Duan Yu ran to Xiao Feng and said excitedly: "Brother, don't be fine."

"Haha, third brother, after leaving Xingzilin, are you okay?" Xiao Feng patted Duan Yu's shoulder and smiled.

"Okay, everything is fine, I'm so happy to see you." Duan Yu said with a smile.

In just over a dozen minutes, all foreign players evacuated, which made the heroes breathe a sigh of relief. However, seeing so many of their master's brothers and sisters died, the momentary look disappeared in an instant.

Abbot Xuanci sighed and asked his disciple to send the body to the outdoor open space, preparing to chant scriptures and then burn it after chanting the sutras and reliance.

At this time, Quan Guanqing suddenly shouted: "Everyone, Xiao Feng is also a Gentile. Maybe you don't know that Xiao Feng is now the King of the South Court of Liao and holds most of the military power of Liao. At that time, he will be the one who invades the Song Dynasty south, and we cannot let this person go."
Chapter completed!