Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

This news shocked him too much. Shaolin has been a master of martial arts for hundreds of years, and has a lot of power!

Except for Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king who felt that he was already a bit crazy decades ago, even the old devils who act recklessly in the world would not dare to go to Shaolin to make trouble, but now someone has picked the gate of Shaolin!

"Brother, you need to know that Shaolin is not just a bunch of idiots. Even if they want to attack the Devil's Cult, they will at least leave someone to guard their own mountain gate, right?"

The man still couldn't believe it.

"I heard that Kong Xing, one of the four great monks in Shaolin, is staying in the town, and there are also three hundred disciples of Luohan Hall. But that's useless, it's still forced to open the gate of the temple!"

"Could it be that the Demon Cult did it to frighten the heroes and disintegrate the alliance of the six major factions?"

"No, the Devil's Cult is in a hurry to call back believers from all over the world, gathering all forces to stick to the bright top of the main altar. If such a force is distributed, it's possible that their old den doesn't want it anymore."

The man thought for a while, then denied his guess, and murmured.

"Where is there such a tyrannical force in the rivers and lakes?"

The one opposite shook his head and smiled: "Brother, you made a mistake. It's not some power, it's just one person who picked Shaolin!"

"What! Alone! Brother, don't make fun of me!"

The man is a little upset, isn't this nonsense shaking him a bit!

"Hey bro, why don't you believe it?

"Let me tell you the truth, my brother, I came from Shaolin two days ago on business, and I ran into a Shaolin monk who was in distress. The world asked me for help."

"Those monks wanted to catch up with Shaolin's main force to report for help, but they escaped so quickly that they didn't have to travel too much, so they had to tell me the whole story. It is estimated that few people in the whole Jianghu know about this matter now!"

Seeing that the older man still didn't believe it, he said everything out of shame and annoyed.

"Is that true?"

"Then there is still a fake!"

"Snapped!"

The man was enjoying himself when he felt someone pat him heavily on the shoulder.

Looking back, there was an old man in gray clothes, with a square yellow face and thick eyebrows, holding a deer head wooden stick in one hand, and the other hand was resting on his shoulder.

"You are telling the truth!"

The man immediately became unhappy, the old man asked such rude questions.

"Our two brothers are drinking and talking here, you old man dare to eavesdrop, get out!"

The man immediately shrugged his shoulders out of luck, thinking of stumbling the old man and teaching him a lesson.

But I only felt that my shoulder hit the stone wall, and it seemed to be firmly clamped by iron tongs!

"Hey!"

The man's face was ferocious immediately, and he couldn't help but twist his neck and scream loudly!

"I'll ask you again! What you just said is true!"

The man only felt that his shoulder bones were about to be crushed, and seeing the old man's fierce face like a ghost, he knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, and he was under the control of others, so he hurriedly begged for mercy and answered!

"It's true, it's true! Let go, my shoulder is going to be broken! Ah!"

"Then you know what that person looks like!"

The gray-clothed old man was unmoved, let him scream, and then asked himself.

"I heard that he is a young man, dressed in white, holding an ancient sword, and a red-clothed maid."

"Toast, don't eat, eat fine wine!"

The gray-clothed old man got what he wanted to know, so he let go of the man with a curse, and walked to the private seat of the inn beside him.

The man was so angry that he was dazzled, he picked up the long knife leaning on the table, and slashed at the old man in gray who had his back turned to him.

The gray-clothed old man snorted coldly, the evil spirit gathered between his brows, and without turning his head, he just raised the deer-head wooden stick in his hand, turned his wrist and stabbed hard behind him.

"puff!"

The long knife swung high, but fell powerlessly,

The man's heart was shattered by the old man's stick tail, and he fell down weakly bleeding from his seven orifices.

The older man who was at the table with him turned around and tried to escape, regardless of holding a weapon.

But in the private seat of the inn, a person stood out, opened the curtain, flipped his hand and it was a palm in the air!

The gray palm prints flew through the air! A blow to that old man!

The man's body froze immediately, his face was covered with livid gray and white, and he fell down straight, out of breath!

It doesn't have strong wind, but it hurts people invisible and insidious!

The middle one was as if exposed to the cold winter of March 9th, his whole body was stiff and blue. It is Xuan Ming who has nothing to do with him!

Crane Biweng let out a sinister smile, turned around and lowered his head slightly to salute, and greeted a person in the private room.

With a golden crown and hair, wearing a brocade embroidered golden white robe, holding an ancient wooden fan in his hand, there is a sense of heroism between his eyebrows.

But his face was as smooth as jade and as white as creamy fat, his eyebrows and eyes were bright and lively, showing an indescribably beautiful style.

"Princess!" Lu Zhangke also stood aside and bowed his head to salute.

"Mr. Lu, have you confirmed whether the news is true?"

Zhao Min tilted her head and asked politely, Xuan Ming and Elder Xuanming were very skilled in martial arts, and she didn't act like an ordinary servant.

"It doesn't look like that person is talking nonsense, it should be true!"

"However, according to what he said, I don't remember such a master in my impression. He should be a latecomer."

After hearing Lu Zhangke's words, Zhao Min didn't care too much, and opened the folding fan in his hand with a bang.

"It's okay, just send someone to check it out. Whether you are a master or not, you can be better than the two gentlemen."

After hearing Zhao Min's words, Xuanming and Elders agreed with them. Although they are not well-known, who else in the world can be their opponent except Zhang Sanfeng.

As for that Zhang Sanfeng is just a grasshopper after autumn, it won't be a few days, so it's nothing to worry about.

"I just don't know if this person's sudden appearance will affect your plans, princess."

Crane Biweng suddenly leaned over and asked the key point.

"If you say that the influence has already been affected, it's not a hindrance. If it happens to see if you can work for my Dayuan first, it's good to know the current affairs. If you can't use it, just kill it!"

Zhao Min waved her hand fan and walked out of the inn, she still has something to discuss with Shaolin Yuanzhen, so it is not appropriate to delay here.

After a few tens of breaths, a mighty group of Yuan soldiers surrounded Zhao Min and Xuan Ming, and rushed towards the Bright Peak of the Demon Sect.

More than ten days later, the six major sects headed by Shaolin formally called on the heroes of the rivers and lakes and righteous heroes to hold a pre-war discussion, and those who have good deeds will order them to be the Demon Slaying Conference.

So far, the wind is moving!

It seems that a piece of hot charcoal was suddenly thrown into a water crock, and it boiled and boiled for a while, and the calmness no longer existed!

The entire world is in motion around the battle between the six major sects and the Devil's Cult!

At this time, in a spacious carriage, the back side was filled with all kinds of martial arts cheats, and a man in Tsing Yi was leaning on the side and studying the martial arts in his hands seriously.

On the other side, a woman in red was also flipping through a book of martial arts, but she was not as leisurely as the man, with an irritable and impatient expression on her face.

"Let's relax, what are you afraid of? You are a Ming Cultist, the existence of Shaolin screaming for beating and killing."

Li Xiu got the Azure Glaze Sutra, and he has been in a good mood for more than a month, now seeing Xiao Zhao bored, he teased maliciously.

"In the past, it was a coincidence that one would be in danger after being unlucky enough to expose one's identity, but now the whole Shaolin Temple is eager to dig three feet to find me and then tear me to the bone!"

"Can this be the same!"

Hearing Li Xiu's words, Xiao Zhao was so angry that he pushed back hard.