If it were the previous group of Shaolin executives, I was afraid that when I saw Wei Yixiao and the others, I would be able to understand the identity and origin of Fang Xiaoyu and his group at the first time, and I would never make jokes like Zen Master Kong Xin and others.

Zen Master Kongxin is really an ignorant and fearless. He dared to face several powerful men at the peak of innate level, and even planned to let monk Dingyi, who was only half a step ahead of his innate level, test Fang Xiaoyu and the others' background.

Fang Xiaoyu's eyes swept over the monks, sighed lightly, and slowly shook his head. If Shaolin had not been robbed, he might have to take Shaolin seriously. However, Shaolin is no longer the Shaolin he used to be. Only these scums were stolen. Fang Xiaoyu felt that even if he killed them, he would have dirty his hands.

A cold light flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes and bowed, "Master, let's leave these people to Yang to dismiss."

Fang Xiaoyu nodded slightly and said, "It's time for you to envoy Yang Zuo and Wei Bat King."

Zen Master Kongxin couldn't help but jumped when he heard the conversation between Fang Xiaoyu and Yang Xiao. Even though he didn't know Fang Xiaoyu, Yang Xiao and others, he could hear the name between Fang Xiaoyu and the others clearly.

The leader, Yang Zuozun, and Wei Bat King, these names appear together. Zen Master Kongxin has not been exposed to the world, so how could he not think of what these names mean?

Thinking of the identities of the people in front of him, Zen Master Kongxin couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his eyes showed shock and incredible look at Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao who were slowly walking up.

The left envoy of Guangming Yang Xiao, and the green-winged bat king Wei Yixiao, one of the four great Dharma kings, are these two great gods. Not to mention that they appear together, any of them in Shaolin will be a great disaster.

If it were the past when Shaolin was still in strength, it would be a pity that all the elders in Shaolin were poisoned by them. At this moment, the rest of the temple were all people who could not be on the table. Even if they took action together, they would probably just give Yang Xiao and the others heads.

However, at this moment, Monk Dingyi was excited and swung his hands forward, and clasped his hands seriously and said, "Amitabha, the two donors are not lonely to be with each other on the road to the west."

Listening to the words of Monk Dingyi, Fang Xiaoyu and Long'er felt like they wanted to laugh. This monk was really ignorant and fearless. If he knew the identities of Yang Xiao and the others, he would probably not be so confident and would be scared to faint.

Wei Yixiao laughed and said, "Yang Zuozeng, this monk is really interesting, so let me deal with it."

While speaking, Wei Yixiao rushed to Monk Dingyi.

Monk Dingyi hit a big demon-subduing punch, and the tiger was full of wind. Monk Dingyi felt that he had performed well. If he hit this punch, he would definitely punch the annoying old guy in front of him.

However, in an instant, Monk Dingyi's fist fell between Wei Yixiao's palms. Monk Dingyi only felt a huge force coming from the other party's palms, and the severe pain came from the fist and almost fainted in pain.

"Ah, it hurts so much, it hurts..."

Monk Dingyi immediately didn't care about any face and screamed in pain.

"What a waste, why did those old bald donkeys in Shaolin fall into the hands of you waste?"

When Wei Yixiao was spitting out his palm force suddenly, he immediately saw Monk Dingyi screaming and spitting blood backwards.

The ice-cold palm invaded Monk Dingyi's internal organs. After falling to the ground, it only twitched a few times and then disappeared.

At this moment, Yang Xiao was pressing against the new Shaolin abbot of Master Kongxin. Zen Master Kongxin's forehead was covered with cold sweat. After knowing the identity of Yang Xiao and others, Zen Master Kongxin was frightened.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t escape even if he wanted to. Yang Xiao’s force could definitely be among the top three in the Ming Cult. It’s not too easy to deal with a mere Kongxin Zen master.

While Wei Yixiao killed Monk Dingyi, Yang Xiao also punched Zen Master Kongxin in the chest.

Zen Master Kongxin took a few steps back, vomiting blood from his mouth, and the divine light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

The people around Zen Master Kongxin and others were surrounded by a group of people with corrupt character. When they saw Zen Master Kongxin being beaten and killed, they were naturally frightened and dispersed.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly rushed out, and while Fang Xiaoyu and the others were not paying attention, they rushed towards Zhao Min.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but slapped the figure with interest.

Even if it is just a casual palm, the attack from a powerful master cannot be underestimated.

This figure was nothing but Cheng Kun lurking in Shaolin. When Cheng Kun saw Zhao Min, he found that Zhao Min fell into the hands of Fang Xiaoyu and his group, so he was naturally planning how to rescue Zhao Min.

Given the extent of King Ruyang's favor for Zhao Min, if he could rescue Zhao Min, his status in King Ruyang would inevitably surge.

Cheng Kun, who was determined to deal with the Ming Cult, could only rely on the power of the Yuan court, so he chose to take the risk to save Zhao Min.

It’s a pity that although Fang Xiaoyu relaxed the ban on Zhao Min, how big is the world, how many people can save Zhao Min from the hands of him and Long'er.

Even though Zhao Min was so smart, she didn't dare to try to escape because she knew very well that with the strength of Fang Xiaoyu and Long'er, she was afraid that Basiba Fusheng would have some hope to rescue her while they were careless.

Now Cheng Kun suddenly rushed out, Zhao Min did not show any joy after seeing Cheng Kun's traces, but instead sighed lightly.

As expected, Fang Xiaoyu slapped out with a palm, and Cheng Kun's body suddenly stopped.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't even care about Zhao Min, stepped forward, slapped Cheng Kun with his big hand and chuckled, "Cheng Kun, you really have to do anything to you. If you escape, I may not be able to do anything to you, but now you are here by yourself. If I can't keep you, wouldn't I be sorry for your hard work?"

Cheng Kun was defeated step by step under Fang Xiaoyu's attack. He had only the power to resist and was about to be unable to withstand it. However, he couldn't even speak at this moment. Once he spoke, he would inevitably cause unstable breath.

It was originally shaking, but if the breath was chaotic again, it would be really dead.

However, Cheng Kun only took more than a dozen moves under Fang Xiaoyu. As Fang Xiaoyu made his eighteen dragon-subduing palms, his fierce and powerful palm power hit Cheng Kun.

Cheng Kun's Hunyuan Thunder Palm is indeed not bad, but it is still worse than the Eighteen Palm of the Dragon Eighteen Palm. One arm was broken by Fang Xiaoyu on the spot, and his fierce inner breath poured into Cheng Kun's body.

He saw Cheng Kun vomiting blood, his body retreated, and suddenly rose and fell from the ground and rushed out of Shaolin Temple and fled to the back mountain.

Wei Yixiao stepped forward and wanted to track him down. Fang Xiaoyu said to Wei Yixiao: "There is no need to fight with him. His heart veins are broken and he can't escape far. Just confirm the news of his death."

Wei Yixiao responded and chased after him.

Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Zhao Min and said, "The princess is going to be disappointed. Cheng Kun's strength is still a little worse."

Zhao Min said with some disdain: "That's just a brainless waste. I came here to seek death. I also wanted to save this princess if I had the main wait for him to come to rescue me."

It can be seen that Zhao Min is extremely disdainful of Cheng Kun. If Cheng Kun knew that he was trying hard to save Zhao Min, but was treated like that by Zhao Min, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would be so fucked.

The entire Shaolin area was killed, and some of the monks fled, and it turned out to be empty.

Apart from the pagodas and statues everywhere, there is no monk. The world's largest Buddhist holy land is now deserted.

Walking into the Great Hall, Fang Xiaoyu looked at the familiar situation and sighed in his heart that he had been to Shaolin Temple among several worlds, but it was the first time he wanted to destroy Shaolin like now.

Fortunately, Zhao Min helped him to destroy Shaolin Temple this time, and now Shaolin is in name only.

Yang Xiao sighed: "Master, Shaolin is over. Even after dozens or hundreds of years, it may be difficult for Shaolin to recover."

As he said that, Yang Xiao looked at Zhao Min. It was this teenage girl who actually destroyed Shaolin, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

Although all these coincidences made Zhao Min's plan succeed, it was a must-have admitted that without Zhao Min's plan, Shaolin would not have ended in such a miserable end.

As he was speaking, the sound of breaking through the air came from behind him, and a figure entered the hall. Who would have been Wei Yixiao?

Wei Yixiao was holding a corpse in his hand. It was Cheng Kun who had escaped before, but Cheng Kun had lost his breath now.

Wei Yixiao threw Cheng Kun's body aside and said, "Master, this thief escaped for several miles and his heart veins broke and died."

After looking at Cheng Kun's body, Fang Xiaoyu said, "This person is not simple either. It can be said that the reason why our Ming Cult is in a scattered state is that Master Yang died and the Golden Lion King went crazy is that Cheng Kun is fueling the fire behind the scenes."

Wei Yixiao spat at Cheng Kun's body and said, "If I had known that it was this old thief who was behind the scenes, the old bat would have to kill him even if he had fought his life."

I thought that this time I came to Shaolin would inevitably have a fierce battle, but unexpectedly, the result was that there was no one in the huge Shaolin Temple. Fortunately, he brought Long'er together, so he was afraid that no one could take Shaolin.

After leaving Shaolin, Fang Xiaoyu looked at the words on the plaque of the mountain gate, sighed in his heart, and suddenly slapped out with a palm, and suddenly saw the entire gate collapse. Since then, Shaolin has not existed in the world.

Maybe someone will re-establish Shaolin in decades, but this has nothing to do with him.

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, Fang Xiaoyu was refreshed and said to Long'er: "Let's go, we will rush back to Guangmingding, and the next thing is to overthrow Dayuan."

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