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"Destroy Shaolin?"

As soon as these words came out, even Jiumozhi thought it was a bit outrageous.

Kongzhi even showed disdain.

How many dishes are there?

No, as long as there is a peanut, you won't drink like this!

Shaolin inheritance For thousands of years, no one knows how deep its foundation is, and no one knows how many top powerhouses will emerge from Shaolin.

Even Xiongba would not dare to talk about destroying Shaolin.

After all, no matter the situation in the world No matter how it changes, no matter which dynasty it is in, Shaolin has always been sitting in the transcendent position of the top power. This situation has lasted for thousands of years!

"It’s okay if Kong Zhi doesn’t believe it, but you don’t believe it either, Imperial Master?"

Ling Feng glanced at Jiumozhi with some dissatisfaction.

"Of course, the young monk believes in Donor Ling. If that day comes, the young monk will definitely act as a pawn. A Buddhist sect like Shaolin should have been cleaned up long ago! Jiumozhi said quickly.

It took him a moment to figure out something.

From the time he met Ling Feng until now, he has never failed in what he wants to do!

From Ming Yu Gong to Nine Yang Magic!

Even if he destroys Shaolin, This kind of thing sounds a bit fantasy, but as long as he chooses to believe it, he won't lose any meat anyway!

"That's right. Go behind me now. I'm here to find a place for you today. You just have to be responsible and watch."

Ling Feng then waved his hand with satisfaction and motioned Jiumozhi to move behind him.

"ah……"

Although he had just said that he should trust Donor Ling, Jiumozhi was still stunned when faced with such an order.

There are no less than five master-level experts in Shaolin. Not to mention that they may all attack together, even in a wheel battle, there is no way that Ling Feng, who has just broken through the master-level, can match it!

"Don't worry, to be able to take in such a big adopted son like you, I should be more capable than you think."

Facing Jiumozhi's questioning gaze, Ling Feng just smiled faintly.

"I would like to see how capable you are if you dare to speak such wild words!"

Kong Zhi was angry when he saw that he was completely ignored during the conversation between the two.

After all, he was also a genius who had never been born in the world before!

He was eleven in the seventy-two unique skills. Looking at Shaolin, there were few people who could be stronger than him!

If he hadn't become The abbot was later slowed down by the chores in the temple. How could he only be at the master level?

But even if he is only at the master level, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary people!

The flower-knuckle finger on his right hand seems to have been influenced by Jiu With Mo Zhi's inspiration, it can be seen with the naked eye that he is more than one level stronger than before!

Seeing the smile, Jiumozhi was about to remind him.

I am afraid that the old monk's martial arts skills were different from those in the previous fight with him. After reaching a higher level, if Ling Feng is careless, he may suffer a big loss!

"Donor Ling, be careful, this old monk’s martial arts is not simple!"

Unfortunately, when the words of reminder came out, Ling Feng remained unmoved and still stood there, as if he wanted to test the old monk's finger strength.

Jiumozhi was extremely anxious.

Things are not good if this continues. , just based on the true energy that protects the body... wait, true energy?

Is the little monk hallucinating?

How can the energy swirling around the donor Ling be true!

Jiumozhi almost made his eyes pop out again.

This Are you dreaming!?

How could such an outrageous thing happen!

Before his skills have reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm, his inner strength has already been transformed into Qi!

What kind of monster is this!

Even Ling Feng doesn't need much. With this movement, the whole body's true energy surged, and Kongzhi's fingers were crushed into pieces.

"How can this be! ?"

Obviously, this scene not only shocked Jiumozhi, but Kongzhi also couldn't believe it.

The transformation of the inner energy of the whole body into true energy is one of the characteristics of the breakthrough from the Grandmaster realm to the Grand Master!

But the realm of the young man in front of him is clearly still only the Grandmaster realm. , he has turned his inner strength into true energy. Is he crazy or is there something wrong with this person?

"Nothing is impossible. If the Shaolin master is just that, then I will be a little disappointed. It is too simple."

Ling Feng didn't even feel the need to draw the sword.

With a thought, Wan Jian was born.

With the heart of the Heavenly Sword, he controlled Wan Jian and returned to the clan, and a scene like a dark cloud covering the sky appeared.

Kong Zhi and others looked up, There are no dark clouds, only the endless sword energy that covers the sky and the sun!

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Kong Zhi was confused.

Is this a one-dimensional martial arts?

Once the rain of swords falls, except for a few martial arts masters who practice the Golden Bell Shield, no one else will be able to survive!"

"Sword Sect, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect."

Ling Feng chuckled and waved his hand, and the sword rain in the sky suddenly fell at this moment.

Although he has not truly broken through the martial arts grand master, the sword energy has not really condensed into a substance comparable to the divine weapon, but the power is already extremely terrifying! The ordinary Wan Jian Gui Zong naturally does not have such power. Only by controlling it with the heart of the Heavenly Sword can he show such a scene that covers the sky!

Jiumozhi opened his mouth wide and searched through the exhausted words in his mind but could not come up with any words. What language can you use to describe this thousands of sword rains!

Donor Ling, are you sure we are here to create a scene, not to destroy the family?

If this sword rain really falls so unscrupulously, how many living people can there be in this Shaolin camp? people?

"Don't worry, National Master, I said I will spare their lives and let them witness the day when Shaolin is destroyed, and……"

As the rain of swords fell, despair and panic appeared on the faces of almost all the monks, including Kong Zhi, and very few tried to resist.

Killing such an opponent really doesn't give you any sense of accomplishment.

Seeing the first round of sword rain approaching, Ling Feng waved his hand again, and most of the sword energy dissipated in an instant.

"National Master, such an opponent can beat you like this. I am somewhat disappointed in you."

A real man never looks back at the explosion.

Although there is still a small amount of sword energy left, if he can't even handle this offensive, then he is not qualified to witness the day when he destroys Shaolin.

"The young monk was a little careless before. If it were a head-on fight, the young monk should have a chance.……"

Jiumozhi scratched his head, not knowing how to calm himself down.

The Shaolin monks who forced him to run away like crazy couldn't even resist in front of Ling Feng.

He knew that with Lingfeng's speed in comprehending martial arts and his terrifying aptitude, once he became a master, he might be stronger than him, but this gap was too outrageous!