Zhao Yu finally got the warriors from the Supervisory Department headquarters to stop.

Poof!

But just before Zhao Yu finished speaking, Ji Feng chopped off Master Miejie's head.

In Tallinn, there were stumps of limbs and broken arms all over the ground. Blood was mixed into the soil, and the entire ground became muddy.

Those who came to Shaolin to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference included dozens of righteous sects, as well as some crooked sects and wanderers.

But now, not even 10% of those who survive are alive.

However, even those who survived are now looking distracted, speaking slurred words, and most of them are crazy...

"Amitabha, sin, sin!"

All the eminent Shaolin monks looked at Talin, which was like Abi purgatory, they all lowered their heads and clasped their hands together.

…

"Eunuch Zhang, where are you going?"

Just when the survivors were silent, a joking voice came from behind.

When Zhang Jing saw that things had reached this point, he immediately wanted to run away from behind.

But before he reached the outskirts of Tallinn, he was stopped by a man with a hand-held embroidered spring knife and a bloody face.

Ji Feng held the Xiuchun knife that was still bleeding and stared at the flustered Zhang Jing in front of him with a sneer.

The governor asked them to stop, but he didn't say anything to let them go.

So in Ji Feng's opinion, as long as Zhao Yu doesn't raise his hand, not a single fly in Tallinn can even think of flying out!

Zhao Yu turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw Zhang Jing, he smiled and stepped forward.

"Zhao Yu, our family has a holy order, and he is an imperial envoy!!"

Looking at Zhao Yu walking towards him with a smile, Zhang Jing felt a chill on his neck, then he raised the imperial edict in his hand and shouted sternly at Zhao Yu.

"Yeah, I didn't say you weren't an imperial envoy!"

Zhao Yu glanced at the imperial edict in Zhang Jing's hand and said matter-of-factly.

brush!!

But before Zhang Jing could breathe a sigh of relief, a cold light suddenly appeared, and then the world began to spin.

thump!

Zhang Jing's dead body fell to the ground, and on the side of his head that fell down, there was still a hint of joy of surviving the disaster.

The imperial edict in his hand fell into the blood on the ground.

"Let's go!"

After dealing with Zhang Jing, under the horrified looks of everyone, Zhao Yu came to the old monk and said.

"please,"

The people around him didn't know why, but the old monk slightly stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

From the meeting to the confrontation to the final act, everyone around them could clearly hear what they said.

Because of this, Zhao Yu felt strange when he said this nonsense.

"Master..."

Seeing that Zhao Yu was about to follow the old monk, Jiang Yuyan immediately stepped forward and stared at the old monk in front of her with a fearful expression.

She could sense that this old monk was unusual.

It is no exaggeration to say that among all the masters she has come into contact with, no one can compare with the old monk in front of her!

In Jiang Yuyan's view, even Zhao Yu would be in trouble against this old monk.

"No problem, wait for me here!"

Zhao Yu smiled faintly, and then followed the old monk towards the temple without looking back.

It wasn't until Zhao Yu and the old monk disappeared in Tallin that Jiang Yuyan turned around and glanced at the monks not far away.

If anything happens to the young master, she won't mind driving all the monks here to death!

"Um?"

Just when this big guy didn't dare to breathe, a strange phenomenon suddenly fell from the sky.

Little petals carrying fragrance fall from the sky.

Bursts of distant sounds of Buddhist utensils accompanied by Buddhist chants were transmitted into the pagoda forest.

Everyone looked at the entrance of Tallinn curiously.

I saw a dozen lamas carrying a Buddha statue and walking slowly towards the Tallinn.

Then, there was a sound of the Buddha's chant that was deliberately sung with inner strength during the Buddha's pilgrimage.

"Daxue Mountain, Dalun Temple, Dalun Ming King Jiumozhi, the Tibetan master, has long admired the reputation of the ancient Shaolin temple, and came to visit today. I also hope that the abbot can forgive the sin of the young monk's rudeness..."

This self-introduction was driven by internal force, so everyone present could hear it clearly.

It stands to reason that Dairin Meiou is also a figure, so this kind of pomp is justified.

But in the eyes of everyone at the scene, this guy was somewhat heartless.

You don't even look at what's going on now, and you just rush over here to show off. Aren't you looking for death?!

Everyone else was eager to leave this unlucky place as soon as possible, but he was lucky enough to force himself on and not even mention it, insisting on creating such a big battle!

All the eminent monks in Shaolin looked at each other in confusion. After living in the world for so long, it was the first time that they could not see each other like this!

Jiumozhi, who was sitting in the Buddha altar and waiting for the Shaolin speaker to invite him to the altar, was also a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that this Shaolin is also an authentic Buddhist sect in the Central Plains. Even if it is not because of his status as a master of the Tubo Kingdom, he should be invited because of the fact that he belongs to the same Buddhist sect!

He had been sitting on the couch for a long time, but there was no movement at all outside.

After waiting for a long time, and seeing that no one invited him, Jiumozhi immediately rushed out of the Buddha's banquet, and the lama outside the banquet raised the lotus lantern in his hand.

Jiumozhi took a step with a lotus lantern and flew towards the pagoda forest.

"Tubo's Imperial Master Jiumozhi, please... eh?"

Jiumozhi flew to the front of the eminent monks and was about to salute when he first saw Xuanci sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Taking a quick look, he could tell at a glance that the Shaolin abbot in front of him was seriously injured.

But at this moment, Jiumozhi discovered that something seemed to be wrong.

Turning around, he saw that in addition to a dozen Central Plains martial arts figures huddled on the ground and shivering, there were also some masters carrying swords standing around Tallinn.

These people stared at him on the high platform with murderous intent in their eyes, and some of them had long knives still dripping with blood.

As for the Shaolin Temple, which is a pure place for Buddhism, looking around at this moment, there are stumps and broken arms everywhere.

Apparently he had just experienced a fight!

"..."

After seeing the situation clearly, Jiumozhi finally reacted. It seemed... that he had come at the wrong time!

"There is something going on in our temple today. Please wait for the Imperial Master. Please come back."

Xuanci glanced at Jiang Yuyan first, and then said to Jiumozhi.

It’s so obvious in words, so get out of here!

Who is Jiumozhina?

Tianlong's famous dog skin plaster, once it sticks on, don't even think about pulling it off.

After looking around, Jiumozhi had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said to the abbot with his hands clasped together: "The master and the young monk are in different temples, but they belong to the same Buddhist sect. If the abbot and the master are in trouble, how can the young monk stand by and watch?"

Just look around to see if there are any masters that you can't beat.

However, Jiumozhi discovered that although those people with ferocious faces in the surrounding area were excellent in martial arts, they were far behind him individually.

Now that the Shaolin Temple is in trouble, if he can help, it will not be difficult for him to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the name of exchanging Buddhist dharma afterwards...

Isn't this why he came all the way to Shaolin Temple?

But this country master didn’t even want to think about how he could go on a killing spree in the Shaolin Temple just by relying on the people he saw.

"The young monk has learned the lesson!"

Having said that, without waiting for Xuanci to stop him, Jiumozhi smiled confidently and said to a strongman not far away.

"Learn from me, uncle!!!"

Erha roared angrily, and then waved his hand, and all the warriors present rushed forward with swords in hand!
Chapter completed!