"Don't worry, brother, no matter what method this monk needs to use to resolve all these grudges.

I won’t let you and your son be in any danger.”

This statement was naturally seen in the eyes of Murong and his son.

Several people jumped into the air and rushed towards the back mountain. On the other side, Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu and others followed suit.

Others who were not related to all this, or who were not qualified to enter the back mountain, naturally left the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Abbot Xuanci passed away, Ding Chunqiu was stripped of his martial arts by Xu Zhu and sent to Leigu Mountain.

He was locked up in a cave forever by Su Xinghe as punishment for his crimes.

Seeing that he had been beaten like this, Zhuang Juxian no longer had any prestige among the Beggar Clan.

I can only forcefully drag my seriously injured body and run away alone.

Naturally, these heroes of the Beggar Clan all recognized Xiao Feng as their leader. They all took their troops back to the Beggar Clan to make repairs.

A grand event in Shaoshi Mountain that shocked the entire Central Plains martial arts world has come to an end for the time being.

Little did they know that in the back mountains, in the area where those people from East China were, the real showdown between the rivers and lakes had just begun.

Because those who appear in this back mountain at this moment are already the ones standing at the top of the entire world.

And East China will naturally not miss this opportunity to become the best in the world of martial arts.

At the end of the smoke-filled back mountain, an old man wearing an ordinary monk's robe clasped his hands together and was sitting cross-legged in meditation among the green smoke.

Three feet outside the body naturally formed an extremely strong guard of Gang Qi.

There is no sharp edge, but the deep internal force has reached the point where it can transform the invisible into the tangible.

Obviously, they are two states of peerless inner strength, reaching the same level.

There is no doubt that all the people in the Central Plains martial arts community today can be compared together.

Only East China and the mysterious ancestor of the Shaolin Temple in front of me can reach this level of internal strength.

The four brothers, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu and other members of Ye Yu's harem came to the back mountain area one after another.

Even looking at the majestic old man in front of them from a distance, everyone can feel the extremely powerful internal energy aura emanating from this old man.

Even if the other person doesn't do anything, just sitting there and breathing in and out, he can actually connect the connections between all living beings in the world.

The feeling of a natural avenue is really shocking.

"I never thought that there would be such a shocking and powerful person in this world?

No wonder it is said that the world’s martial arts originated from Shaolin. This Shaolin Temple really has a profound heritage."

Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but at this moment, with his hands clasped together, the majestic old man opened his eyes leisurely.

"Amitabha, the truly top talents in today's martial arts world have gathered in front of me. The old monk is really honored.

Today, I have gathered all of you in the back mountain to help you resolve this conflict.

I hope the past grudges in the Central Plains martial arts community can come to a successful end today."

After the old monk finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became extraordinarily hard, and he looked at Huadong among the crowd.

At the same moment, several other people around him felt the strangeness in the eyes of this mysterious old monk.

In just an instant, the old man suddenly rose into the air and turned into a stream of light rushing towards him.

The speed was so fast that all the top experts around him were stunned and unable to react at all.

Only Huadong has always remained sober.

Because the moment the aura on the old man's body changed, he had already captured the other person's possible next movements.

In fact, there is also an instinctive urge to compete with this old man.

Because he knew very well that the old monk in front of him should be the ceiling of combat power among the Eight Parts of Tianlong.

If you can defeat him, it means that the title of truly No. 1 in the world falls on Huadong.

Although the title of No. 1 in the world is not within the scope of the mission, for East China.

Now that we have come to this world, if we cannot stand at the top of martial arts, wouldn’t we have regrets?

"Master, do you want to compete with me? As a junior, I naturally can't refuse."

He said a polite word, and at the same time, he stepped up into the air and directly fought with the mysterious old monk of Shaolin Temple.

The two people exchanged palms wildly for more than a hundred rounds in the void.

Every interaction of top power erupts with aura fluctuations that make all the vegetation in the back mountain tremble.

Even the good brothers below and the harem goddesses were all shocked and dumbfounded at this moment.

"Oh my God, the martial arts skills of these two people are really the best in the world. There will never be a third person who can compare with them."

Xiao Yuanshan was deeply moved.

He asked himself that after hiding in the Shaolin Temple for more than thirty years, in the end he was still far from reaching the highest level of martial arts.

Seeing how powerful this mysterious old monk was, they could understand.

After all, Shaolin Temple, the source of martial arts that has been passed down for thousands of years, can still be understood by some unparalleled experts.

But the Huadong in front of me looks like he is only in his twenties, but he already has such world-destroying martial arts, which is really unimaginable.

Boom!!

The old monk suddenly struck out with his palm, and he had actually reached the highest state of turning the tangible into the intangible.

He no longer needs to use certain martial arts techniques.

Just by using the pure and extremely mellow internal force to gently push out the palm, it can already produce a terrifying power that is like the earth shattering...

As everyone knows, facing his palm, Wang Yang is also mobilizing the extremely deep internal power in his body.

The secret method of Ecstasy Palm that was so dark in my mind finally burst out again.

Boom!!

Dozens of meters above the void, the wave of strong energy erupted from the palms of two people facing each other instantly shook the entire town behind the Shaolin Temple.

Even the ancient bell of the Shaolin Temple made a muffled sound due to the impact of this extremely powerful aura.

It was as if two people struck each other with one palm, and the whole world was amazed by these two people who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Oh my god! What's the sound? Could it be an earthquake?

This voice clearly came from Shaoshi Mountain. Could it be that the grievances of those people have not been resolved yet?"

The people in the world who had already walked down the mountain all showed shocked expressions.

I began to keep thinking about the mountains behind the Shaolin Temple in my mind, and the various plots that would happen later.

It's just that they never dreamed that they could fight like this with the strongest monk in Shaolin Temple.

After the palm attack ended, the two people simultaneously stepped back more than ten steps in mid-air.

However, there was no negative effect at all here. On the contrary, the energy and blood in the body of the sweeping monk opposite was churning crazily, and it took a while before he gradually recovered.

"It seems that in terms of internal strength, my little friend's cultivation has surpassed that of the old monk.

The old monk is really curious, is there such a superb inner strength and mental method in this world?

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for the old man to lose to my little friend with his seventy years of internal strength cultivation.
Chapter completed!