Songyue Temple was originally the Li Palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Emperor Xiaoming's house was a Buddhist courtyard. It was named after the Sui Dynasty. The temple was vast and the monks' house was filled with clouds. The wind in the courtyard was shaking. The pine trees were shaking and bamboos were chaotic. It was a very quiet place on weekdays, but now it has become the location of the Songshan Sect's pre-war command post. The Songshan Sect's second and third regiments had a total of 200,000 people stationed here before the Shaolin disciples arrived.

To the southeast of Songyue Temple is a long and wide connection between Songyue Temple and the lower part is quite wide, which can accommodate six or seven people walking side by side. The terrain is not steep and looks more like a gentle slope. The sides of the mountain road are covered with green pines and green pines, and the mountain wind and mist are floating from time to time, like a fairyland, but at this time, this place has become a ground meat battlefield between the Songshan Sect and the Shaolin Sect.

When the vanguard of Shaolin Temple's vanguard, the First Regiment of the Monks did not encounter any resistance along the way and rushed to the Songyue Academy, the hinterland of the Songshan Sect, unimpeded. All Shaolin disciples believed that the Songshan Sect had been scared and the situation was hopeless, but unexpectedly, starting from the Songyue Academy to Songyue Temple, the First Regiment encountered unprecedented resistance from the Songshan Sect.

To be precise, it is not resistance, but a complete destructive attack. There is a saying that when a narrow road meets, the brave will win. Shaolin cracking monks are indeed extremely brave and fearless. But this is the territory of the Songshan Sect. In terms of single-handed strength, the disciples of the Songshan Sect are better than them. The vanguard of the two sides started a frontal melee of 10,000 people as soon as they contacted. As the first battle between the two factions, both sides seemed to plan to win a victory head-on to increase their morale. Therefore, the battle situation was extremely fierce and there were many casualties. However, according to the rapid growth of casualties, the players of the Songshan Sect who seemed weak were obviously better, and the casualties were mostly players on the Shaolin side.

"What happened before? It's been half an hour, and they can't get a Songyue Temple yet!"

After obtaining the battle report and casualty data reported by Daocao, a group of Shaolin elders were furious. In their opinion, the Songshan School was a dish on the cutting board of the kitchen stove of Shaolin Temple. Cut whatever they wanted. Who would have thought that it was a smooth journey before. Why did the situation change at any time? Even if the first group was not good, so many people rushed to the top and filled it with dead people, they could take down Songyue Temple.

Although Daocao is the position of commander of the legion, he, who is a low-ranking person, does not have much say in front of these elders. In other words, even if he has a certain say, Daocao is unwilling to offend everyone at this critical moment. As the first person to understand the information about the battle situation ahead through the team channel, he is more like an operator who informs the situation of the war, rather than a legion with ten teams of one million people in command.

Seeing the elders' beards and staring at each other, Daocao shook his head and smiled bitterly, while carefully speaking, "Elders, according to the current understanding, it is no longer a question of whether the First Regiment can take the Songyue Temple!" But" The First Regiment had been knocked out by Songzhi's sect within half an hour, and the other party only lost more than 10,000 people.

"Hmph! There are no immortals in war!" Nagashiyao Duo Qing snorted coldly: "I just want to know what the first regiment does for food, and why hasn't the Songyue Temple been captured yet!"

Although Xu Chen was happy to take advantage of Danweng, he didn't want to see that the sect suffered too much. So he hesitated for a moment and mustered up the courage and spoke: "Elder, the martial arts of the disciples of Songshan Sect are not weaker than us. They have the advantage of time and place. It is difficult for them to attack in one go, so I suggest

When Du Qing saw that the person who spoke was actually a player of the Xu generation who had been following Daocao, his face suddenly turned cold. Before Xu Chen could finish his words, he pointed to Xu Chen's nose and said angrily: "What are you? Is there any share in your speaking here? Humph! I'd have noticed you a long time ago. If it weren't for Daocao's face, there was not even a place to stand here, I, the elder of Shaolin, would you use you to point fingers?"

If someone had dared to say this in front of Xu Chen, who had won the second place in the Huashan Sword Competition, Xu Chen would have raised his sword and stabbed several bloody holes on the other party. But now, Xu Chen, who has been enlightened, has done a good job in self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Even if the other party humiliated himself in front of so many people, he still kept a faint smile on his face and said: "That's the only one who is going to surpass him. I hope the elders don't blame him."

Seeing that the other party was convinced and had nothing else to say, Du Qing looked a little slower, and then glanced at Xu Chen coldly, then turned his gaze to Daocao on the side, and said in an unopposed tone: "Daocao, according to my opinion, the failure of the battle situation ahead was because the guy Xuanmiao was not in good condition. I suggest that we elders lead the escort brigade of our headquarters to help together, which will surely be able to reverse the current unfavorable situation!"

When they heard this, the elders who were already itchy and wanted to find an opportunity to show off their feelings were also responded. They strongly supported Du Qing's proposal and patted their chests to ensure that as soon as they stepped up, they would definitely succeed.

"Pull your guard team up?" Daocao stared at everyone incredible as if he was an idiot. He was stunned for a long time before saying, "Elder, I heard it right? Your guard team is powerful. But he has never broken the rules. If you start a move later, you will inevitably have some concerns. Wouldn't this cause trouble for others?"

"Where are you saying this!" Du Qing also stared at Daocao in an unreasonable way: "The reason why those who broke the decrees suffered heavy losses is because they were weak and could not be in it." The Sun group launched the Eighteen Arhat Formation in the fight, but our guards were not allowed to kill animals. But over the years, everyone knows the importance of the matter. As long as they can destroy the Songshan Sect in a very short time and suppress their momentum, we will be invincible in the future!"

Daocao shook his head incomprehensible. Just as he was about to say something, an elder reminded him coldly: "Daocao, when he first formulated the combat plan, your responsibility was only to command millions of monks who broke the rules, and our elders and the escort brigade who came here were not within your jurisdiction. Now the team you commanded was not good at first battle, so why don't we let us help Shaolin Temple to save face? This seems unreasonable? Are you still afraid that we will steal your credit?"

After hearing this, Daocao, who had a little compassion in his heart, immediately gave up any pity. While sneering in his heart, he clasped his fists cynically and said with a smile: "Since the elders are so selflessly enthusiastic about the public welfare of our sect, I won't say much. I wish you all success and to strengthen the reputation of my Shaolin Temple!"

"That's natural!"

Everyone was full of confidence and thumping, and then they left the organization headquarters. The remaining Daocao and Xu Chen stared at each other for a long time before suddenly laughing twice, then shook their heads and said nothing.

After a while, Daocao seemed to say to himself, Jiang Di, "Can they succeed?" Xu Chen looked at the mountainside where Gaoyue Temple was, and stayed for a while before replying, "Maybe, maybe not, it's not me who was made dumplings anyway. What does this issue have to do with me?"

After hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but look at each other and laugh.

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Songyue Academy, Shaolin Temple pre-war command post.

Xuanmiao, the leader of the Monk Breaking the Righteous Sect, was staring at the temple building above the window with a blue face. He knew very well that it was Songyue Temple, and the straight-line distance between the place where he stood and Songyue Temple was less than one thousand meters. Even if it was the actual distance, it would never cross 4,000 meters or eight miles. But just such a short distance became the only hurdle encountered by the First Sect who committed suicide on the Songshan Sect, but it was also the only chop that could not be overcome at present.

The mystery of breaking the killing habit and often walking around the world is not as arrogant as the elders of Shaolin Temple, and imagining the Songshan Sect as an ants that can be killed with just one kick. But it will never overestimate the enemy's strength. In his opinion, the comprehensive martial arts strength of cracking monks is actually not weak. The difference is that they are at a slight disadvantage in advanced martial arts skills. As for the inability to unfold the Eighteen Arhat Formation organized, he thinks this is not a big problem. After all, the Songshan Sect does not even have the formation skills.

Therefore, Xuanmiao believes that if our sect wants to rely on the team of monks to win by breaking the rules, the key lies in morale or mentality. To be honest, the morale of monks in this temple is enough because of their strong confidence. However, he did not expect that the net suffered a great defeat as soon as he contacted the enemy. Looking back, Xuanmiao felt that the problem was still in mentality, and secretly scolded the Songshan Sect as a disciple of Xue Wuhen, who was really doing everything, and he actually created the illusion that the Songshan Sect's head coach was empty, which made his team grow into a proud and loving rival. Then he deployed heavy troops on this mountain road in Songyue Temple, destroying the arrogance of the vanguard of Shaolin Temple in one fell swoop. He was not defeated by Xue Wuhen, but by his own mentality.

Interestingly, if Xuanmiao knew that the Songshan Sect had just gathered teams to set up defenses because of civil strife, it was because of the situation that he did not go down the mountain to set up defenses, he didn't know what he should think, but Xuanmiao knew at least one thing, or what he saw with his own eyes was that the gentle slope in front of him had already flowed into a river, shouting and killing the sky. Tens of thousands of players of the two sects were fighting along the way, and the ground was filled with countless corpses. Judging from the costumes of the corpses, most of them were Shaolin disciples. At the same time, many Shaolin disciples kept screaming and falling down from time to time.

At this moment, Xuanmiao couldn't help but clench his fists, and his teeth were grinding loudly.

In fact, what really made him depressed was not the rising number of casualties in the group and the number of teams that were constantly destroyed, but the seemingly weak and unstoppable loaches jumping up and down like slippery loaches, with a very exaggerated expression of horror on his face, but the long sword in his hand pierced holes from time to time, and the disciples of the Songshan Sect who were dirty and very efficient and capable of killing people. On the other hand, although the monks of the Breaking Ring were extremely brave and fierce, they were looking for opponents everywhere, but were knocked and slapped from time to time. They looked like a strong man with all his body, wide limbs but simple minds were bullied by a group of little kids but could not find his opponent.

Even Xuanmiao, who was watching the battle from a distance and a group of followers behind him, saw this scene, he felt a sense of arrogance that he had a punch on the cotton with nowhere to do it!

"Parassive, everyone follows me!"

Xuanmiao, who could no longer see, couldn't help but retract his gaze, shook his head fiercely, turned around and walked out the door, but after only two steps, he saw a person beside him stammeringly: "Old, boss, our group has already gone up and all have been beaten. Except for us, there is no one, no one."

After hearing this, Xuan Miao suddenly felt dark before his eyes, and then he fell to the sky."
Chapter completed!