From the Perfect World

Not to mention a group of reincarnations stationed in the back mountain.

The market at the foot of Shaohua Mountain.

Woo!

The desolate and far-reaching sound of the horn came, and the sound of horseshoes, neatly like thunder.

"It's the Iron Wolf Soldier!"

The complexion of a person from the rivers and lakes changed drastically.

The three hundred iron wolf soldiers under Duo'ercha are said to be trained by secret methods, all of them are extremely powerful, feel no pain, and are not afraid of death.

"Heroes and heroes, the terrain at the foot of the mountain is open and it is not easy to block the iron cavalry. Let's quickly retreat into Shaolin and guard the mountain road!"

"Hero Wei is right!"

"Let's go to the mountain gate!"

The knights of the rivers and lakes who came to support rushed to the foot of Shaolin Mountain one after another, preparing to occupy a favorable position to stop the enemy.

Smoke and dust rose from outside the market, and there was a vast expanse. The iron cavalry in dark black full-body armor dragged the dust all over the sky, and only a pair of eyes were exposed from the whole body.

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

A cold and majestic voice sounded, even if it was far away, it could be heard clearly.

"It's General Doercha!"

Someone exclaimed, his face pale.

As the iron cavalry approached, someone saw the front of the iron cavalry, the burly and strong barbarian general Duoercha who was holding a one-legged bronze figure. He didn't ride a horse, but he was taller than the Iron Wolf Soldier.

At this moment, several people from the rivers and lakes who were relatively close to Duoercha felt that the sky suddenly darkened in front of them, a strong wind blew, and dark clouds gathered.

A smell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood came to the nostrils, and boundless fear was suppressed in my heart.

Under the influence of the celestial phenomena and psychological pressure caused by Duo Ercha, this group of people from the rivers and lakes suddenly collapsed. Some fled to both sides, and some rushed to the Shaolin gate instead.

"Vald donkey! Open the door!"

Seeing this scene, Duo Ercha stayed where he was, looked around the inn coldly, and ordered in a flat tone: "Fifty people are here, no chickens or dogs will stay, and the rest will follow me up the mountain."

Fifty people from the iron cavalry team rushed to the inns on both sides, and pairs of blood-red eyes stared at everything coldly.

They all had long knives that were half the height of a person in their hands. When the horses sprinted, the knives swung down, and the human body was broken in half as fragile as paper, and blood spattered.

Even though there are many people in the world, no one dares to resist due to the psychological pressure caused by Doercha. They can only run away blindly. It is only a matter of time before the whole army is wiped out.

...

Back Mountain of Shaolin.

"The foot of the mountain is messed up."

When Jiang Zhiwei opened her mouth, she opened her ears. Her hearing was the best among the people present, and she could vaguely hear the shouts at the foot of the mountain.

"Junior Brother Zhending, Junior Brother Qi, Daxia Wang, and Nvxia Ke are guarding the back mountain to prevent anyone from making a surprise attack from the back mountain. Junior sister Jiang, you and Brother Lin are going to support Abbot Xinji and wait for the opportunity to kill Duo Ercha."

Zhang Yuanshan made the safest arrangement.

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes, ears and four apertures are all open, and she has mastered the dharmakaya ultimate move 'Sword Out of Self', as long as the timing is right, there is a chance to kill Duo'ercha. Lin Yang is unparalleled in supernatural power, hard to hurt with swords and spears, and most of all he is not afraid of this kind of army rushing. If he can attack and not prepare to hurt Duoercha, then the long-term situation is settled and he can wait for his return.

"good."

Lin Yang took advantage of the situation and agreed. He estimated that only enemies of Duoercha's level could bring experience points to this mission. Just take advantage of this time to accumulate fighting experience, so as not to suffer from a confrontation with a master in the future. He knows his own situation well, and using statistics to summarize, his attack power is extremely high, his defense power is relatively ordinary, and his speed is not much higher than that of Jiang Zhiwei and other enlightened warriors.

"Be careful of the big Luo demon girl. People with evil spirits and nine ways are the most fickle."

Before leaving, Jiang Zhiwei said something.

In fact, she didn't need to say that everyone present, even Wang Jin, who was much older, did not dare to say that he surpassed Zhang Yuanshan in Jianghu experience, so Gu Xiaosang was naturally considered.

...

Inside the Shaolin Temple, there was chaos, the sound of hacking and killing was endless, and people were dying all the time.

Limbs and arms were broken, and blood flowed like rivers.

The Buddhist land that used to be full of pilgrims has now become like a hell.

Some Shaolin disciples who had no time to evacuate either died under the sword of the iron wolf cavalry, or shot to death the black armored cavalry.

At this moment, in the Daxiong Palace, Abbot Xinji sat cross-legged in front of the smiling Buddha holding flowers. There was no one else in the hall except him, and all the chief elders of each courtyard withdrew early under his tough attitude.

"It's doom after all."

Abbot Xinji knew that if he also left, Duoercha would definitely hunt down and kill the Shaolin people, so he could not leave, otherwise the Shaolin inheritance might be destroyed here for a thousand years.

Holding the rosary, Abbot Xinji got up and came to the gate of the main hall. He saw the scene of Senluo Hell outside, and the great general Duo Ercha standing at the end of his sight, holding a one-legged bronze figure.

"Amitabha."

As soon as Xinji stepped on his footsteps, the willow leaves blown by the breeze on his body spanned hundreds of feet in just a few breaths. The palm of the hand holding the Buddhist beads turned golden, and it fell into the eyes of Lin Yang who had just arrived, as if he had a feeling of filling the world.

"snort!"

Duoercha snorted coldly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and wrapped around the one-legged bronze figure in his right hand, and swung it out with thunder and hurricane.

boom!

The golden palm clapped on the one-legged bronze figure, and there was a dull roar, which shocked the Shaolin disciples and iron wolf soldiers present, and the fight inevitably stopped for a few breaths.

The dark clouds in the sky have dispersed at this moment, and the sun is shining.

After a moment of stalemate, Abbot Xinji backed up a few feet, a flush flashed across his face, and Duoercha only took three steps back.

In this round of confrontation, it was obvious that Duo Ercha had the upper hand.

"Your powerful vajra palm is really extraordinary."

The dark clouds in the sky gather again, the wind howls, and the rain drops.

This is the half-step outdoor scene where the inner world and the earth initially converge, and every gesture affects the sky. At this moment, the dark clouds and thunder, and the vision of the violent wind and rain were all caused by Duoercha alone.

Even if Lin Yang had seen Shi Hao transform himself into a divine light rain in Zhu Village, and the divine light was radiant, it didn't affect him being shocked by Duoercha's strength.

Just approaching Duo'er and inspecting more than a hundred feet, it is as if seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and a shadow is cast over his own soul, and he can't give birth to the desire to make a move.

"Unfortunately, you are old..."

Duoercha's voice sounded from the center of the surging wind.

Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the earth.

"Amitabha, leading beasts to eat people is an act of beasts. Why don't you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately." The voice of Xinji was old and deep.

During the words, the two fought again, and the strong wind overflowed, which made the armored soldiers around them tremble and did not dare to approach. The armored soldiers closest to the battle had already fallen to the ground, and the inside of the armor had been shaken into mud.

Jiang Zhiwei was a little scared but also couldn't hide her excitement. She finally pulled out the Baihong Sun Piercing Sword and rushed to support Abbot Xinji.

Lin Yang rushed to the nearest armored soldier. Unlike Jiang Zhiwei who often saw the location, he needed a period of time to overcome the mental influence of Doercha.

The iron armored cavalry, which martial arts people regard as fierce ghosts, was as weak as a baby under Lin Yang's hands. They just punched out a simple punch without any moves at all, and beat the iron armored soldiers and horses to a pulp.