"I need your help."
Tianshan, the top of the mountain. The north wind howls and the white clouds drift.
Just when Chen Fan and the others were discussing how to deal with Xiong Ba, on the other side, Xiong Ba also found the boss in purple.
It was a man whose face was very similar to Xiong Ba's, but his hair was all white and he looked a bit older.
"The world is vast, and I am just one of them. I may not be able to help you."
The purple-clothed boss looked at the tyrant in front of him who was looking at him with bright eyes, and his heart was very complicated. He was once the leader of the seven demon-hunting heroes, and his life was dedicated to safeguarding the justice of the world and exterminating the demon sect.
Unexpectedly, in his later years, his son would become a demon that everyone in the world wanted to beat up.
What an irony.
"Help, I can certainly help, it just depends on your willingness.
The Supreme Martial Arts Master has not yet arrived, and everyone is not united. They will fight on their own. As long as you help me, I am confident that these wolves, tigers, and dogs will shed their blood on the Tianshan Mountains and the world will be shattered. "
Xiongba retracted his gaze from the purple-clothed boss, walked to the top of the mountain with his head held high, looked into the distance, and said confidently.
On the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the wind was blowing fiercely. The purple-clothed boss looked at the heroic Xiongba and said nothing for a long time. The first Xiongba frowned impatiently and then nodded slightly.
After all, I have grown old and become soft-hearted.
"Hahaha...."
Seeing the purple-clothed boss nodding, Xiong Ba smiled and threw his head back in laughter.
Everything is under control.
This war will definitely elevate one's strength to a higher level, and the World Association will surely become more powerful in the world.
......
Time goes by, and a month passes in a blink of an eye.
The wind stirs up dust and sand, and the clouds turn into rain and fall to the ground...
In the past month, all the forces in the world have been retreating steadily. At this time, except for a few important strongholds not far from the headquarters of Tianshan, other locations have been uprooted by all the forces.
War has always been bloody, and it is common for corpses to be everywhere. Both sides in this battle paid a heavy price.
Of the nine armies that attacked, only the west route was defeated ten days ago.
Wushuang City all the way, Shaolin Temple Miyin Temple and other monks all the way, Chen Fan all the way, and Wu Zhongyuan, the supreme representative of martial arts all the way.
Among them, the few who disappeared had already merged into Wu Zhongyuan and hugged each other for warmth.
In the twin valleys, southeast of the Tianshan Mountains, a large group of people came from a distance. That was the Shaolin Temple and the others.
"Amitabha, Master Shikong, the steep terrain of this canyon is a good place for an ambush. Do you think we should send someone to investigate first?"
In front of the canyon, monk Buxu of Miyin Temple looked around the surrounding environment and then asked Master Shikong.
"Amitabha, please send someone to take a look just to be on the safe side."
After hearing what Monk Buxu said, Shikong didn't dare to carelessly nod in agreement.
Soon, the monk Nishimei used Qinggong and flew away first.
But before the western monk could get closer, arrows flew from the sky and nailed the western monk to the ground.
Immediately, shouts rang out, countless figures emerged from the top of the canyon, and flags and war drums roared. Among them, the mighty and domineering figure at the front is clearly the target of their crusade, Xiongba.
"No, it's Xiong Ba, and there's an ambush!"
Master Shikong and Monk Buxu were shocked at the same time, and all the monks were also frightened by this sudden change.
"Hahaha... I didn't expect you bunch of bald donkeys to be alert enough. Fortunately, I want to give you a surprise.
However, it doesn’t matter, I will still send you to see the Buddha without delay. "
At the top of the canyon, Xiongba looked at the panicked monks and laughed wantonly.
.....
The sun is shining brightly and the clouds are white.
In a dense mountain forest on the branch of Tianshan Mountain, a group of monks including Shaolin Temple Miyin Temple were running for their lives in embarrassment.
Twenty thousand comes out and comes back two hundred times.
At this time, they didn't look like enlightened monks at all. Their clothes were ragged and listless, just like ordinary beggars.
Today is the third day since they met Xiongba in the canyon, and also the third day since they escaped.
"Amitabha, there is about five miles left. After crossing the river, we will be safe."
Master Shikong looked up at the sky, slightly identified his location, and then shouted to the monks behind him to boost their confidence.
"There are only five miles left, and we can finally get rid of the demon Xiongba."
"Yes, it's too scary. Who would have thought that Master Shi Kong and Uncle Buxu would not be able to defeat Xiong Ba even if they teamed up. It's too scary."
"...It's safe, and I don't have to worry anymore."
Behind him, the monks following him gradually calmed down after hearing what Master Shi Kong said.
"Quack..."
Just when they thought they and others had escaped the pursuit of Xiong Ba, suddenly a crow sounded, and Master Shi Kong and Monk Buxu in front stopped.
When the monks behind him saw this situation, they suddenly felt relieved again.
Frost has withered the trees in Chuguan, only to realize that the murderous spirit is serious.
There is murderous intent ahead, and someone is blocking the way.
...
The breeze rises and the white clothes float.
Holding a Tang Dao in his hand, he smiled.
The person blocking the road was none other than Chen Fan.
Two days ago, Chen Fan, who was paying attention to Shaolin, received news that he was ambushed by Xiongba along the way to Shaolin Temple and fled in defeat.
After a lot of searching, I finally found it today.
"Amitabha, Donor Chen, what do you mean by blocking our way?"
Monk Fuxu originally thought it was Xiong Ba who was chasing him, but he didn't expect that it was Chen Fan from Yangzhou. Knowing that Master Shikong had had unpleasant things with Chen Fan, he stepped forward slowly, frowned, and took a step forward to ask Chen Fan.
"Nothing, didn't Master Shikong say a few days ago that he wanted this city lord to recite sutras for the innocent soul Jiazi?
So today I came here specifically to give it a try, to see if this city lord is suitable for reciting sutras to liberate the souls of wronged souls.
If there is any interruption, please let me know. "
With Lone Han in his hands and no need to walk on the road, Chen Fan had no intention of blocking the road. He only glanced at the pale and injured Master Shi Kong with a smile on his face and then extended his hand to the monk Buxu very warmly.
"Reciting sutras to save the innocent souls? Where did the innocent souls come from here?"
Monk Buxu didn't understand why.
The monk knew that Jiazi's chanting was true. If Wu Zhongyuan hadn't urged him a month ago, Chen Fan and Master Shi Kong might have started fighting.
But, at that time, Master Shikong clearly said that Chen Fan should recite sutras in the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple? What are you doing here? There are no innocent souls here?
Chen Fan didn't speak, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his eyes, and pointed at them with his hand.
"us?"
Monk Buxu was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood what the other party meant, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.
They suddenly met Chen Fan here. The monk would not believe it if he said he had no evil intentions, but he never expected that the other person would actually come to kill them.
At least we are all on the same side now!
"Chen Fan, do you want to kill us?"
Monk Buxu asked Chen Fan coldly with his eyes filled with anger.
Chen Fan shook his head slightly and corrected, "No, it's salvation!"
If someone is killed and pushed to Xiongba, this soul should be unjust, right?
As soon as the words fell, there was a "clang" sound, the Tang sword was unsheathed, a dazzling sword light flashed by, and Chen Fan took action.
Chen Fan still understands the truth of taking advantage of someone's illness to kill someone.
Now that Monk Fuxu and Master Shikong have been injured by Xiong Ba, their skills are at a loss. If they don't take action at this time, will they really wait until they return to Shaolin to gather the monks from all over the world to cause trouble for them?
Jiazi chanting? Oh, they really dare to think!
"Amitabha, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Donor Chen, please don't make a mistake."
Watching Chen Fan take action, Master Shikong, who had been silent for a while, spoke.
Being seriously injured, he knew that he was no match for Chen Fan at this time, and he could not care about the grudges a month ago. He hoped to persuade Chen Fan to turn around and not to continue to make mistakes after mistakes.
It's just that Chen Fan turned a deaf ear to his words, and with one strike, the world changed. The cold snow is flying, and the ice is cloudless.
The long sword Huanghuang slashed towards the monks in front of him without any hesitation.
"The great road is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and the earth. The great road is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon. There are ten thousand ways in the world, and ten thousand ways cannot fall!"
As a low groan sounded, an invisible barrier rose out of thin air and enveloped the group of monks.
Monk Buxu took action.
Monk Buxu possesses two major Buddhist magical powers, one is the art of changing karma and karma, and the other is the art of invincibility.
What is used at this time is ‘nothing will fail’.
Compared with Master Shikong who still tried to persuade Chen Fan to stop, Monk Fuxu had a strong personality and knew that things could not be improved before he took action.
