Yang Xiao was defeated by Mo Wen, so he could only watch Mo Wen's palm slapped his forehead and subconsciously closed his eyes, but the imagined severe pain did not come. Then Mo Wen said, "How is it? Is my great shift in the universe real?"

Yang Xiao opened his eyes and faced the pair of eyes that looked like a smile. He felt a stern and immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Thank you for not killing me! The great shift of the universe of the Venerable is still above what Yang Xiao learned, so it is naturally true! Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Light, has seen the leader!"

He was also a very thoughtful person. He knew that Mo Wen was not only showing the unique skills of the Great Movement of the Universe, but also a silent threat. He naturally understood what he should do at this time and immediately recognized Mo Wen's identity.

The Ming Cult behind him also knelt down on one knee when he saw this and swore allegiance.

"You bastard, how dare you plot against you, Mr. Zhou. I'm fighting with you!"

Zhou Dian stood up with his head shaking, but he was unable to say anything behind him. Leng Qian worked together to suppress him. They were not afraid of death, but they didn't want to die in vain. If Zhou Dian asked Mo Wen to kill him in the current situation, that would be really unfair.

Zhou Dian originally wanted to struggle, but he became silent as he heard the two of them explaining in a low voice. Although he was reckless, he was not stupid. Finally, he knelt on one knee reluctantly.

After solving the problem of the Ming Cult, Mo Wen turned his attention to the monks of Shaolin.

"Where are you?"

"Amitabha!" The monks knew they were unavoidable, so they closed their eyes one after another. One of them shouted loudly: "It's just a death, I want us to surrender. You evil demons dream! We are not those who are greedy for life and afraid of death in the Ming Cult!

Listening to this, the faces of the Ming Cult changed, but then they all lowered their heads and said nothing. They were able to stand up for the first time just now, and they had already forgotten their life and death. But after the ups and downs of life and death, they could no longer have the courage to come.

"Just die?"

Mo Wen suddenly burst into laughter, then swung his hand and a few cold lights rushed straight to the monks, but there was no flash.

At first, the monks just thought they were hidden weapons and went to death. But they didn't do anything, but after a while, the few people changed their faces. They felt that their bodies suddenly itchy. The monks suddenly roared, their eyes were red, and they tore their clothes on their chests. They wanted to scratch their skin. They looked crazy and roared desperately.

"If you want to die, it's hard for you to die. You can enjoy the power of this life and death talisman slowly!"

Mo Wen said sinisterly as the monks roared regardless of their face.

Seeing the monks who were usually respectful at this time rolling on the ground without regard for their face, the martial arts people present trembled and were shocked.

But the next moment, everyone's faces changed. Mo Wen's palms were slightly pressing upwards. A white air gushed out of his hand, and then frozen into an ice hockey. Mo Wen slapped the ice hockey with his hand, and suddenly countless broken ice chips shot towards everyone, which looked a little similar to the hidden weapon that had just taken action.

The people kneeling on the ground were about to dodge, but the ice was coming quickly and quickly. They were completely unsuspecting. How could they react for a while? They were hit by one or two people. Even though one or two people went over, they were repaired by Mo Wen. In the end, each of them was hit by at least one piece of ice. The ice was melting when it entered the body, but everyone felt nervous.

"You have also been captured by the talisman of life and death of the deity. If you don't want to be like them, you will do your best to do things for me. There will naturally be an antidote for you! Otherwise, they will be your end!"

Mo Wen's chuckle seemed particularly harsh with the screams of the monks. Everyone present gradually fell to the bottom of the valley. Looking at the tragic situation of the monks' life and death, their faces changed drastically and their hearts were filled with pain.

Two days later, the heroes who had completed their cultivation followed Mo Wen and killed them directly. The thousands of Mongolian soldiers and dozens of martial arts men who were left at the foot of the mountain were caught off guard and were immediately killed and defeated.

Three months later, the Ming Taoist army in various places, with the help of the Ming Cult General Headquarters and the martial arts people of various sects, stirring up trouble. For a time, the entire Jiangnan was covered with beacons, and the imperial army retreated step by step, almost surrendering the entire Jiangnan.

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Shaolin Temple, the magnificent ancient temple yesterday has become a Shura Taoist temple today. The sound of shouts and killing sounds were shaking, the corpses everywhere, and the traces of swords on the wall were surrounded by a group of people. Looking at the golden body of the Buddha who had been dyed red by blood, Shaolin abbot Kong, who was covered in bruises, sighed softly when he saw this.

"Disaster! Damn! My Shaolin Temple has not escaped the evil master's poisonous hands. Over the past few hundred years, the efforts of several generations of abbots have still been the result of this? Why don't I save my disciples from the sea of ​​suffering?"

Kong Wen was nearly 70 years old. At this time, when he saw Shaolin's miserable situation, he couldn't help but burst into tears. The Shaolin disciples standing in front of him all looked ashamed and unconsciously lowered their heads. However, more warriors were disdainful and saw the leader suddenly stand up and pointing at Kong Wen with a knife and said, "Old bald donkey, today is your death date. Grandpa will send you on his way!"

"Amitabha!"

When Kong heard this, he knew that the situation was over, so he did not resist and closed his eyes and waited for death.

The man was delighted when he saw this. The old monk had a very powerful martial arts skills. He had already had more than a dozen good hands on his hands just now. At this time, he gave up his resistance and made such a great contribution. He immediately raised his knife to chop him.

Unexpectedly, he was pulled from behind by a man. When the man looked back, he was a monk. He was shocked and angry and said, "Kongru, if you want to turn against him, aren't you afraid of punishment from the evil master?"

This monk's martial arts skills are not inferior to him. If he really starts, he may not be good. Although the man is very proud, he is secretly wary.

The monk shook his name when he heard the Evil Lord's name, but he looked at Kong Wen with his eyes closed, and a few traces of shame appeared in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and argued: "Senior Brother Kong Wen is also a great monk of his generation. Just leave him a whole body, which is also a merit for you!"

"Merit?" The man felt relieved and laughed, "You traitor who betrayed Shaolin, are worthy of talking about merit with me. I think if there is any cause and effect, you will die first! At this time, I think of the Buddha, remembering that merit has come, what have you done long ago!"

Listening to the great man's words, there was a burst of laughter around him. Only a few people from Shaolin Temple looked sad and Vino didn't know what to say.

"You!" Kong Ru's face turned red and she wanted to do something on the spot, but she didn't know what she remembered, raised her hand and put it down. Finally, she sighed, held it back, and watched the big man chop off Kong Wen's head with a knife, and then grabbed her and walked out of the hall.

Following the man out of Shaolin Temple, he looked at the familiar grass and trees, as empty as if it was a lifetime ago. In less than half a month, everything changed. Shaolin Temple disappeared like this. Those brothers who died and surrendered. In a blink of an eye, the huge Shaolin has been extinct for thousands of years. I really don’t know if the Patriarch of the Bodhidharma had expected today and whether Shaolin would still be left with some torch.

Then the big man walked to a young man with Kong Wen's head and knelt down on one knee.

"Honor, Kong Wen has been killed, Shaolin has been wiped out by us!"

"Is it done?"

Mo Wen looked at Kong Wen's head, but his face did not change at all. He said lightly: "Chao this place, these monks have some backbone, so give them cremation!"

"yes!"

The person who was just showing off his might in front of Kongru just now did not even dare to breathe.

Mo Wen turned around and left when he saw this. Suddenly he remembered something again and turned around and said, "By the way, there are three old monks on the mountain. The martial arts are good. I will play with me for a while. You can collect a corpse for them. It is rare to have a person who can accompany me for a few moves. Buy a coffin and set up a tomb for them, and then use it as a reward."

"Yes!" The big man lowered his head even lower.

Kongru, who was walking towards this side, heard this, his whole body trembled and his face turned pale. Even the three uncles in the back mountain passed away. It seemed that Shaolin had really cut off its torch. After all, he had been in Shaolin for many years, Kongru felt an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but want to take action as he looked at the young man in white walking over.

"Oh? Is there something wrong?"

Mo Wen seemed to notice something, and looked at Kongru and smiled slightly.

The handsome face had an inexplicable smile. It was supposed to be a kind smile, but Kongru's whole body was cold, as if he had been poured with a basin of cold water. He was shocked. His original plan to take revenge disappeared immediately. With a slightly unnatural smile, he said: "Zheng, Lord, where are we going next?"

Mo Wen looked at Kongru, who was just red, and suddenly became so well-behaved, but he smiled and looked at the sky in the distance and gently spit out two words.

"Wudang!" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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