Shangguan Hongri controls everything, and the entire Taoist temple is trampled by him, and everyone in the Taoist temple is shivering under his tyranny.

Until now, no one knows where Shangguan Hongri's weapon is hidden. He is a person with both strength and mind.

Shangguan Hongri, with the above official surname, and the name of Hongri, the power in his hands is indeed as high as his name.

Shangguan Hongri sat there, like a god of killing and a big evil star, giving people an irresistible deterrence.

There are eleven disciples of the Taoist temple. One escaped, one injured, and one died. Who will be the next one?

Wang Changfeng pursed his lips, looked firmly at the brothers beside him, and raised the sword in his hands with all his might. Their swords were all cast by Chen Fei for blacksmiths. They were three feet long and three inches wide, and were of standard specifications. The blade was thin and a little soft. If it penetrated the body, it would basically not be fatal if it was stabbed.

Chen Fei always doesn't want to give them too much power, so both swordsmanship, experience or weapons are mixed with water. He originally hopes that everyone can live in peace and hopes that the Dao Sect's revolution is a bloodless war. It seems too naive now. Not to mention facing Shangguan Hongri, even an ordinary martial arts master can easily destroy them. Chen Fei just wants to touch people's hearts with his thoughts and educate people's hearts. Unfortunately, the cruel external force squeezes you with its powerful destructiveness and does not give you space to survive.

I thought the first wave of enemies that the Taoist temple welcomed would come from the Buddha Sect, but I never thought it would be a mortal!

Perhaps, from the moment Chen Fei intervened in the court, Daozong labeled politically and became no longer pure.

All things have causes and effects, beginning and end. Chen Fei killed five strange people around Shangguan Hongri. Shangguan Hongri was entangled in order to avenge his subordinates and came to Taoist temple to cause trouble. The cause and effect cycle has been tried and seen frequently and is not uncommon.

Everyone in the world is blinded by hatred and driven by hatred. When will the revenge come to an end?

Among the fourteen disciples, only Zhang Shisan knew the hatred between Chen Fei, the lord of the Taoist temple, and Shangguan Hongri. He knew that Shangguan Hongri would not let go if he did not destroy the Taoist temple, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he gave people around him a chance to leave because Zhang Shisan and Wang Changfeng had similarities. They trusted Chen Fei and believed in the Taoist sect.

They thought what Chen Fei said was right. Chen Fei could bring them an ideal new world, so they chose to stay, so they did not hesitate.

Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism are the fact that these firm supporters who are fearless of death always exist, and the three major sects will stand for thousands of years without falling. In this chaotic world, ignorant people struggle to survive. They don’t know why they come, and they don’t know where they should go, and can only choose guides to give guidance. This is the meaning of the existence of sects.

Chen Fei knew that the existence of the Buddha sect had its rationality. It reduced the ideological burden on people who were deeply suffering to some extent, but it also had limitations. So what he wanted to do was not to overthrow the Buddha sect, but to establish the faith of the Tao sect in the human country and coexist with the Buddha sect.

Chen Fei had not arrived yet. The disciples who inherited his thoughts stood in front of the team and carried the banner of rectifying the situation. At this critical moment, they did not turn around and escape. No matter what difficulties they encountered in the future, they would not escape.

I don’t know who was the first to speak and said, “Dao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things, all things carry yin and embrace yang, and the qi is harmonious!”

With this full of energy, it seemed as if a force rose from the inside of people's bodies, prompting everyone present to have the urge to do something.

The only eleven disciples all used their swords to look at the sky, and they formed the starting style of the Golden Rooster independent unique to Shushan Sword Technique!

They were like eleven soldiers wearing armor and golden helmets, determined to fight to the death with the enemy!

"Senior brothers, Shisan knows that he can't persuade you, but please remember that we should delay our lives and stay in the mountains without fear of burning fire. As long as we drag our master to come, everything will be saved." I wonder if Zhang Shisan's words were listened to by his brothers. Chen Fei's disciples slowly took off their steps and sword moves, using the slow steps and sword moves that Chen Fei taught so far that had never appeared in history.

This extremely slow movement was originally intended to limit the power of the sword move, but at this moment it seemed to blossom and bear fruit, and an incredible scene appeared. The slow and fast sword move seemed to be integrated with the laws of the movement of all things in the world, as if it converged with the great way of the world at some frequency, and actually shone with the light that cannot be ignored.

"Senior brothers and sisters, Master trusts me Wang Changfeng and gives me the Taoist temple care. As a man, I cannot let my master down. I will live and die with the Taoist temple. If you are afraid that I will set a path later, you will definitely run forward without looking back. Remember not to look back."

"Senior brother, you look down on us. Not to mention that there is no way back, we will not turn back even if we have them. We must live and die with the Taoist temple, and live and die with our senior brothers and sisters."

"I don't ask for birth on the same day of the same month of the same year, but I ask for death on the same day of the same month of the same year."

"I've fought for it."

"I've fought for it."

In a desperate situation, under the powerful power displayed by the terrifying enemy, the remaining eleven Taoist disciples, the first batch of disciples selected by Chen Fei, for the first time under the connection of faith, they forgot their identity, gender, status, and stood on the same front in order to achieve the same goal.

The spectators standing around the road view were stunned by the scene in front of them, as if the fire that had been lurking deep in his heart had been completely ignited and was about to burst out.

Shangguan Hongri did not feel the change in their mood. He still sat there happily, looking as if he was sure to win. Although the eleven people in front of him showed uniform movements, they were still not worth mentioning in his eyes. Who is Shangguan Hongri? He was the emperor's general, and he was all brave generals who could fight. Just five strange people could force Chen Fei into danger. Today, all the elites were released. In his opinion, it was only a matter of time before the Taoist temple was destroyed. He was completely unaware that something had already blossomed and bear fruit in everyone's bodies.

"Brush and brush!" The long sword in his hand was swinging. Eleven people seemed to be slow to draw their swords, but suddenly accelerated when the sword edge was about to come into contact with the enemy, like a stream suddenly entering a narrow mouth, and all the power was released.

"Spike, spike, spike..." The long sword slashed the steel shield, cut its outer cloak, and rubbed Mars on the surface of its skin. It was actually Mars? Liu Bing's sword could only leave some scratches on the steel shield, and they could actually create Mars?

Shangguan Hongri was slightly surprised because this performance exceeded his expectations.

"Spike, spike, spike!" As the long sword continued to fall, the clothes on the steel shield were cut into strips of rags, and all the naked butts fell from him.

Everyone burst into laughter, and the man with a big and thick face immediately turned red. He couldn't cover his front and couldn't take care of him. He simply burst out with anger and smashed his fists with a big bowl of fists, which was very powerful.

The Taoist brothers all retreated, and Su Su said, "Although he is steel and iron, he is not fast, so we have an advantage together."

Zhang Shisan said: "You can't be careless. A mere hard shield requires our brothers to work together. If someone else comes to help us, we will be very passive."

Wang Changfeng said: "Hey, why do you have to increase your ambition and destroy your own might? The sword techniques taught by Master are endless. The more you use it, the more you will be, the more comfortable it will be. I think we may win."

Su Su said: "Yes, yes, yes, senior brother is right, don't forget that there are also mental formulas. Master has taught us how to meditate, and I believe it will definitely come in handy."

"Some fight."

"Some fight!"

Before he finished speaking, the steel shield rushed up like a bull. The brothers looked at each other and did not retreat. At the same time, they raised their swords and moved forward. The sword blades overlapped into a circle. The steel shield rushed over after three steps to assist. The two arms, thicker than normal people's thighs, turned forward into the bull's horns, and rushed wildly.

"Boom!" collided with the disc stacked by eleven long swords.

...

So far, miracles have never happened.

In the Fancun disaster, Shao Baiyu attracted the power of the righteous to attack Yan Tianqing, but ended in a crushing defeat; in Ruyang City, monk Changzang was arrogant and unreasonable and killed people without any reason, and Prince Song was a chivalrous and righteous man, and was eventually beaten to the disabled and died tragically in Leng Street; in Jinling City, Yang Qi, who had returned from school, had only been walking in front of Monk Jingling for ten rounds, and turned into his stupid appearance, which made his junior sister Yang Rong cry into tears.

Miracle seems to be the most top luxury item, and it can never be touched by people who suffer deeply.

When the steel shield charges forward, the two arms overlap with each other, the body is tilted, and the bulky appearance turns into a coordinated look. The fighting force lingers on the surface of the body, and it turns into a black iron bull and charges fiercely.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" Every time the two powerful legs fell, they left a clear footprint on the ground.

Steel Shield has been immersed in martial arts for ten years. His body, which cannot be cut into the sword and cannot be cut into the sword, was obtained through hard work and tempered by countless unknown nights. Steel Shield's martial arts are real kung fu, not a fancy move, and it is never easy to deal with.

He rushed up with brute force, and the windless yard caused a storm. "Boom!" He crashed into the sword plate in one fell swoop. Eleven long swords bent backwards at the same time, and eleven brothers retreated backwards at the same time, and pushed forward with their lunges.

"Don't retreat, you must not retreat. Even if he is strong alone, he is not our opponent!" Wang Changfeng said to his brothers.

"Brother Feng is right. You must persist no matter what. Never release your strength. If you release your strength, you will lose." Su Su echoed next to him.

The other people's faces all turned into pig's liver. They held them forward in one breath and never took a step back.

The steel shield was used to assist. It was the most powerful force when it was touched. After that, the strength gradually faded. The two rows of bricks and stones under the feet were completely scrapped. The steel shield took five steps in a row. After lifting the sixth step, it could no longer take the step because the counterattack was too fierce.

He raised his body, his tall figure covered the sunlight above his head, clenched his fists, his muscles tense, and his whole body turned into a powerful machine, punching one after another, and the bowl-sized fist hit the sword and shield violently.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" The heavy collisions made everyone's arms numb. Fortunately, it was eleven to one, and if anyone fought with him alone, it would be impossible to escape the ending of losing.

The steel shield is too powerful. Kong Wu must be in the army as a vanguard officer, and it is no problem to charge.

Zhang Shisan felt that this was not a solution. Without knowing it with his brothers, he seized the opportunity of the steel shield raising his body and pulled out the sword in his hand from the sword shield. With everyone's surprised or puzzled eyes, he jumped forward and came behind the steel shield and stabbed his ankle with a sword.

This move did not cause any substantial damage, but it successfully attracted the attention of Steel Shield, who looked at him with a slanted eye and turned around and grabbed him.

But Wang Changfeng shouted: "Brothers!" As he approached, he heard a series of "ding dong bang" sounds, and the steel shield suffered countless slashes again.

"Roar!" It's always annoying to have too many flies. Although the overwhelming sword cannot cause fatal damage to the steel shield, it will never feel good if you bear it too much. Gradually, the steel shield began to parry, and the steel shield's steps began to float. Everyone finally saw the dawn of victory. They were about to continue their efforts and took the other party in one go, and at this moment!

With a sound of Cangwa, a red line passed by in the space. The honest and honest second brother, who had never made a sound, separated his head and torso. He rolled three times in the air and landed on the ground. The brothers were all stunned. They opened their mouths and stared at them, their faces filled with complex emotions such as shock, doubt, fear, confusion, anger, etc.

But a thin woman stood on the shoulder of the steel shield, and the blade in her hand was stained with blood, "There are ten left!"

The cold wind drifted across the ground, and the dawn that I finally saw fell again. The woman stood with a short blade in her hand, and coldly expressed the desperate reality. The evil spirit on her body seemed to be heavier than the steel shield.

"Who is the next one!" Her voice was slender, like a thin and sharp knife, which cut a painful scar on everyone's chest. Her body was about half as tall as a steel shield. Her body was as slender as a bamboo branch, but very soft. She stood casually on the shoulders of the steel shield and one hand inserted into the waist and the other hand held the blade. The whole body showed exaggerated lines, close to a triangle, and the waist and hips were protruding to the point where ordinary people seemed to be about to break. She was wearing a dark purple tights, and her clothes were very thin, with white flesh exposed in some places. You can tell at one glance that she was a woman who didn't like to wear underwear. The collar extended to the neck, covering the cheeks and mouth under the ears, and the sleeves were circles and circles, which looked a certain metallic feeling. I don't know if it was a weapon. The pants were close to her body, perfectly reflecting her convex and well-proportioned figure.
Chapter completed!