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In the screams, Wu Tieshang's body was like being hit hard by a giant hammer, and the blood in his mouth was sprayed frantically, and rolled down towards the bottom of the ring.

The surroundings of the competition platform suddenly became quiet, and there was only the sound of air-conditioning, and everyone was dumbfounded!

What martial arts is this!

what!

This……

When a group of martial arts experts sitting on the high platform saw this scene, their pupils could not help shrinking!

Even the abbot Xuankai of Shaolin Temple has a solemn expression on his face. Who is this person?

Why does the old man look familiar?

But this strange calm was quickly broken, and a Buddha's call came from the corner of the high platform, Amitabha, the donor's intention to kill is too heavy, it should not be, the old monk came to experience the master's brilliant tricks!

The one who spoke was the white-browed monk who had just presided over the martial arts conference, the Dharma Master Xuanzhen.

While speaking, Master Xuanzhen made a slight effort on his legs and leaped from the ring to the ring.

Very good, it's Xuanzhen monk!

Abbot Xuankai is a holy monk of Shaolin Temple, and his martial arts are unfathomable.

The senior monk Xuanzhen and the abbot Xuankai are of the same generation. Although they have not yet stepped into the semi-sacred realm, they have already reached the peak of the ninth-grade congenital, and they are only one step away from the semi-sacred.

Seeing that Master Xuanzhen was on the field in person, everyone in the field couldn't help exclaiming, with excited expressions on their faces, this guy is finished!

The black-robed man did not panic at all, and made a hoarse voice, Hehehe, the old bald donkey who doesn't know how high the sky is, this holy envoy will send you to see your Buddha!

At the end of the sentence, the man in black robe moved violently, he raised his hands abruptly, and grabbed at Master Xuan Kai!

In an instant, I saw billowing black air above its claws, and when it grabbed it, it caused ripples in the air, and a terrifying and suffocating aura erupted, causing everyone under the competition stage to retreat subconsciously. !

Among them, those with lower cultivation levels even sat directly on the ground!

Arhat King Kong Fist!

Seeing the fierce claws, Master Xuankai showed a solemn expression, and he shouted and circulated his infuriating energy, a faint golden light appeared between his palms, and suddenly greeted the claws.

Arhat Boxing is one of Shaolin's stunts, with enormous power and arrogance.

But at this moment, the abbot Xuan Kai, who was sitting on the high platform, stared at the competition platform, but he seemed to think of something suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he jumped up and shouted: No! Retreat! This person is the head of the Gorefiend Sect!

Hehehe, it's too late! The black-robed man grinned, his hands were a little faster, and in the blink of an eye, after the claws and fists collided, only the sound of bones breaking!

Master Xuanzhen, who was still alive just now, flew out in an instant. Not only that, but his two fists were grabbed directly!

Blood spurted from the wrist, and the whole person had already passed out from the pain!

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone present was stunned!

how so!

Master Xuanzhen would have his fists crushed by a single claw!

After a short period of silence, there was a commotion in the field.

Blood Demon Sect?! How did they come!

It's actually the devil of the Blood Demon Sect!

The devil! You dare to come to Shaolin?! Kill him!

Yes! Never let this devil go!

In the bursts of angry shouts, there are also many thoughtful people secretly puzzled.

Isn't this Gorefiend Sect holy messenger afraid of death!

As the country of Koboko, the State of Zhao is hostile to the evil sects in the country, how dare he come here?

Who gave him the guts!

After dealing with his junior brother Xuanzhen's injury, the abbot Xuan folded his hands together and said solemnly: Amitabha, the benefactor has committed serious crimes, and he has forced his way into Shaolin and hurt my junior brother. Lao Na has no choice but to take action!

Fu Magic Seal!

The abbot shouted angrily, quickly forming a seal between his hands, and suddenly a swastika condensed between his hands, the golden Buddha light on it shone, and it quickly became larger, and moved towards the black-robed man to suppress it.

The black-robed man turned pale with fright, and wanted to raise his hand to resist. However, before he could do anything, a phantom bloody hand appeared out of thin air, and it slapped the magic seal away!

The abbot's seal was broken, and he only felt a strong surge coming in. He stepped back a few steps, and the blood in his body surged. He couldn't help but spill a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. After stabilizing his figure, he looked extremely embarrassed!

Ha ha ha ha……

There were bursts of laughter in the void, and a blood-red figure flashed several times and appeared on the ring.

However, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored robe with a ferocious face. Behind him, a group of men in black robes, holding bright swords and soldiers, quickly surrounded everyone in the Shaolin Temple.

When the black-robed man just saw this, he immediately knelt to the ground and respectfully said, This subordinate has seen the sect master, thank the sect master for your help!

Gorefiend Sect Master!

Hearing the man in black robe speak like this, everyone present was horrified, and they didn't even dare to express more air.

Just a holy messenger is so powerful, how terrifying the Sect Master of the Gorefiend should be!

Master Abbot endured the discomfort in his body, looked at the many peers on the high platform and said, Fellow fellows, the strength of this devil is unfathomable, I will take action together!

What the master said is very true!

Go!

...

The Gorefiend Sect should not be underestimated, and its suzerain is extremely mysterious.

He has never been seen before, and now the palm of his hand hurts Master Xuan Kai, far from being able to defeat it alone!

In an instant, the head of Shushan, Tianshi Longhu, Shaolin abbot, Wudang masters, and top figures from all sects shot together. , terrifyingly loud...

However, even in the face of the crowd's siege, the Gorefiend Sect Master not only showed no signs of timidity, but sneered and waved his sleeve robes. It shattered directly and turned into powder.

Boom boom boom!

The continuous roar sounded, and one after another silhouette flew out, spitting blood, and was in a state of embarrassment.

The Central Plains martial arts is just like this. The so-called senior seniors are like ants in the eyes of this sect master, hahahahaha...

The Sect Master of the Gorefiend Sect with a sleeve robe defeated the masters, laughing wildly, then he turned around and instructed his subordinates: Search carefully around, press people here, don't let one go!

Yes!

...

A quarter of an hour later, the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple.

Two Gorefiend disciples were searching for the fish that slipped through the net, catching the ones alive.

Suddenly, one of the Gorefiend disciples suddenly caught a glimpse of a mountain wall beside him. He saw faint rays of light flashing from within, and he uttered a surprise, Huh?! Strange!

What's wrong?

There seems to be a cave there, and there seems to be a treasure in it!

Baby?! Another Gorefiend disciple was overjoyed and quickly said, We have a baby, let's go over and take a look!