"Who are you? You are so arrogant, how dare you destroy my Shaolin Gate and live impatiently?"

In front of the collapsed gate of Shaolin Temple, a group of monks surrounded Yang Yi in the circle with swords, guns and sticks. An old white-bearded monk looked at Yang Yi angrily, "You are so brave!"

Yang Yi laughed and said, "I said I had something to ask Xuanci, so I asked the monk at the gate to report to Xuanci. After waiting for half an hour, you ignored me. If I don't make any noise, who can come out and look at me?"

The old monk Baimei, who was in charge, said angrily, "What abbot of my family is, how can I see him when I see him? If everyone comes to ask for a meeting, how can I still have time to meditate and realize the truth, and practice Buddhist principles diligently?"

Yang Yi said: "When meditating and enlightenment, is it that you meditate happily?"

The old monk Baimei said angrily: "Who are you, donor? Are you talking dirty words specifically to Shaolin to show off your power?"

Yang Yi looked around him, who were tall, short, fat or thin, and smiled and said, "How can you let the old monk from Shaolin Xuanzi come out of the temple?"

An old monk ceremonially ritualized, "Amitabha, how dare you ask who the donor? Why do you want to do this delusion in my Shaolin? I am very distressed and have met the donor!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You are Xuan Ku? As expected, you have a bitter face and it is difficult to enjoy your old age."

He looked at the Shaolin monks and said, "I'm here in Shaolin today for nothing. I just want to kill someone in front of Shaolin Gate. I just need to be a witness!"

Xuan Ku said: "Amitabha, I wonder who has provoked the donor in my temple, causing you to destroy my mountain gate, and you should kill him soon?"

Yang Yi said: "I won't kill Shaolin monk today."

A thin old monk shouted, "Who are you going to kill?"

Since they learned that Yang Yi had smashed the Shaolin Mountain Gate with one punch, they were very surprised and knew that a strong enemy came today.

Even if he was able to knock down the mountain gate with one punch, no one could do this, so he did not dare to neglect it until he gathered eighteen old monks of Xuanzi generation who could form the Shaolin Arhat Formation, he walked out of the temple to meet the people.

Now, although Yang Yi is young, he is extraordinary. He stands in front of the collapsed mountain gate. It is vast and towering, like a mountain, like a mountain, like a sea, like the sky, and the momentum of the top masters is naturally revealed. The monks are shocked when they see it, so they dare not start the battle lightly.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been punished long ago.

Yang Yi reached out to grab the scoop from Xuxu. Ye Erniang, who was still several feet away, suddenly soared into the air and flew to his side.

Yang Yi placed Ye Erniang on the ground and laughed: "This person is Ye Erniang. You should have heard of it?"

As the leader of the martial arts world, Shaolin has always been well-informed, and Ye Erniang's reputation for doing all kinds of evil has also been heard of these old monks.

Xuan Ku said, "Ah, she is Ye Erniang? I wonder what the donor is saying that it is because he caught her in Shaolin?"

Yang Yi said: "I am going to kill this vicious woman in front of Shaolin Temple today!"

Xuan Ku said, "Good, good! This woman is disgusting, and it is necessary to kill her, but why did she have to kill her in front of Shaolin Gate?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I have to see me kill her with my own eyes alone."

Xuan Ku was even more puzzled, "Who is the donor referring to?"

Yang Yi kicked Ye Erniang aside and suddenly shouted: "Xuanci, come out!"

His loud shout was as loud as thunder. Once he shouted, the sound was stirring throughout Shaoshi Mountain. The mountains responded, and the valley echoed for a long time. The mountains were everywhere, and birds flew in shock.

The dozen old monks in front of him were shocked by his loud shout, and their blood was churning. They couldn't help but scream and retreated. The arhat formation immediately became scattered.

Xuan Ku was so frustrated by Yang Yi's voice that his chest was so frustrated that he was so shocked that he tried his best to suppress his chest discomfort and said slowly: "This donor, the abbot's senior brother is still in seclusion today and has not returned. Why should the donor disturb him from practicing?"

Seeing that Yang Yi was so great, he was not sure that even if his brothers set up the Eighteen Arhat Formation, he might not be able to get it well. Therefore, he repeatedly allowed Yang Yi and did not dare to do it easily.

Yang Yi said: "What's wrong with seclusion? Can't you see people when you are seclusion?"

He stretched out his feet to lift Ye Erniang in the air, lifted Ye Erniang in the air, let out a long laugh, and took a big stroll to the temple.

Several old monks originally surrounded him in the circle, but once he took a step forward, he had already left the circle, took a few more steps, passed the courtyard gate, and entered the temple.

When Xuan Ku, Xuan Nan, and Xuan Tong and other old monks reacted, Yang Yi's body could no longer be seen outside.

Only Yang Yi's voice sounded in the temple, "Xuanci, come out! Ye Ernie is in my hands now!"

"Don't you come out? Then I'll kill her now!"

The few outside the door looked at each other and saw a deep look of horror in the eyes of each other. They were all first-class masters of Shaolin Temple, and their Shaolin Kung Fu had already practiced to a very advanced level.

The first-class masters in Shaolin Temple must be the first-class masters in the martial arts world, but now these first-class masters have not even seen how this young man got out of the encirclement. This is simply unbelievable, and even outrageous.

But today this was outrageous and happened.

For a moment, the monks looked at each other, feeling that the things in front of them were like dreams.

After a while, everyone came to their senses, Xuan said anxiously: "Go back to the temple quickly, don't let him hurt anyone!"

Although the dozen white-browed and white-bearded monks looked old, they were not inferior to the young man. Several jumped into the courtyard. After entering the courtyard, they found that Yang Yi was not seen except for the monks who had been lit in the acupoints in the courtyard.

After listening carefully, Yang Yi's voice began to ring in the backyard.

Xuan Ku said: "Chasing!"

This is the first time that Shaolin Temple has been rushing into the yard openly for so many years. Moreover, this person shouted in the yard without any concealment, and went straight into the uninhabited realm, which was extremely rampant.

The old monk at the scene was angry, and he felt extremely frightened. He thought, "Is this person a human or a ghost? Is there anyone with such a brilliant light skill in the world?"

Yang Yi shouted and shouted in the Shaolin Temple. After a while, he was alarmed by the Shaolin Temple. Even many old monks who could not practice had their own cultivation walked out of the house and came to the courtyard.

When Yang Yi arrived in front of the Sutra Pavilion, there were already a large area of ​​bald monks, tall, short, old and young, accompanied by him.

Yang Yi threw Ye Erniang into the ground, looked around everyone, and still shouting, "Xuanci, don't you come out?"

After shouting a few times, seeing that no one had answered, Yang Yi became impatient and stopped shouting. With a "clang", the sword of the Yitian Yi was already in his hand, and he didn't answer, and suddenly cut it off to Ye Erniang's neck.
Chapter completed!