The Era of National Martial Arts in the City

Chapter 65 is aggressive

Since the people from all parties went up the mountain, nearly half a day has passed, but Shaolin has not arrived, which also makes the martial arts people in the field become a little impatient.

“This Shaolin Temple shelf is probably too big, it hasn’t arrived for so long?”

“Hehe, who let the family be Shaolin, have this confidence!”

“You say, will Shaolin not come?”

“How is it possible, Shaolin’s thousand-year-old prestige, it is impossible to allow them to retreat.”

“Damn, what’s so great about Shaolin!”

“Hehe, this is kind of said in person when Shaolin arrives!”

“Hmph, do you think Lao Tzu will be afraid?” The man who spoke was still hard-mouthed, but his voice was involuntarily lowered.

Just when everyone fell into anxiety and noise, a voice finally came from below the mountain.

Everyone was shocked, not how terrifying this sound was, but the meaning that this sound represented, because the Shaolin sent it.

This also symbolizes that this conference where martial arts gather has really kicked off, and as for where it will go, it depends on the next development.

“Shaolin Xuanci, Sanjin Sect Jiaxiang, Tiantai Sect Wisdom, Huayan Sect Emperor Heart, Jingnian Zen Monastery is empty, bring all the monks under his command, congratulations on Wudang Zhang’s birthday!”

The dull voice, but it was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, echoing in the hall.

All the people who heard the voice were involuntarily shocked, not only for this profound skill, but also for the shock of the people who came, when the Shaolin and other factions did not arrive, everyone was a little impatient, and even impatient, but when they really arrived, everyone was involuntarily a little panicked, these two super factions are really going to match.

And when they heard the people coming down from the mountain, the people in the field also gasped, originally thinking that it was just that the Shaolin faction would make a move.

But now look at it, the Jingnian Zen Monastery, the Sanon Sect, the Tiantai Sect, and the Huayan Sect, which represent most of the power of the Buddhism in Middle-earth.

It can be said that this time the Buddha gate is almost pouring in, is this another battle of Buddhism, thinking of this, everyone can’t help but be afraid.

Hearing the specific person coming, the Wudang Sect disciples couldn’t help but have a solemn look on their faces.

Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting on the main throne, also slowly opened his eyes, his eyes shooting straight ahead, as if he could see the monks under the mountain through the void.

“What an honor it is for Lao Dao and Wudang to work for all the senior monks, Zhang Sanfeng is here to thank you, Yuanqiao, you go down the mountain on my behalf and greet all the high monks.”

Zhang Sanfeng slowly spoke, and his flat voice seemed to sound from the bottom of the person.

“Yes, Master!”

“No, Song Daxia has driven the poor monk, he has arrived.”

A voice fell, and at the entrance of the hall, a group of monks with different costumes had appeared in everyone’s eyes.

“Shhhh, it’s coming so fast!”

“Moreover, directly rejecting the idea of Wudang coming out to greet is obviously not good at coming.”

The actions of everyone in the Buddhist gate directly added a strong smell of gunpowder to this hall.

With the arrival of the Buddha Gate, the original martial arts people in the field instantly fell into extreme silence, and even the atmosphere did not dare to come out, because even fools could see the situation at this time, like a volcano about to erupt.

“Yuanqiao, please take a seat with all the senior monks.” Zhang Sanfeng didn’t care, and ordered in a calm tone.

“No need” In the Shaolin Temple camp, a monk walked out and directly waved his hand to refuse Wudang’s invitation.

“This is the empty wisdom of one of the four emptiness of Shaolin, next to him is emptiness and emptiness, and next to them is emptiness and emptiness, but the end of one of the three does not seem to have arrived.”

“Huh? There is also an empty space in the Shaolin Temple, and the abbot of the Jingnian Zen Monastery is also called empty, won’t it be confused? A voice whispered.

“Shh, shut up, these are masters, do you think that if you are quiet, they won’t be able to hear?” The man next to him quickly covered the man’s mouth and admonished.

They naturally know that the two have exactly the same number, which is also quite famous in the rivers and lakes, but the Buddha takes the number of the law, in fact, it is just a few words, there are many monks, it is inevitable that they will encounter the same name, but it is not so coincidental, the two senior monks of the two forces just happened to meet a name.

The whispers of the crowd did not interrupt Kong Zhi’s words in the slightest.

“I, Shaolin, went to Wudang this time, as soon as Zhang Zhenren’s birthday comes, it is a martial arts event, I am waiting for a special congratulations, and it is also for an old blood case, please Wudang Zhang Cuishan to come out and explain one or two.” Kong Zhilang said.

Kong Zhi burst into a voice, but seeing that everyone in the Buddhist sect did not show the slightest emotion, Qunxiong knew that this was allowed by them.

Unexpectedly, people from Shaolin were unwilling to enter the Purple Xiao Palace, so they directly provoked, and they were not even willing to be polite at all.

In this regard, everyone in the audience was naturally shocked, but they also had some dissatisfaction with Shaolin’s domineering.

And hearing Shaolin’s voice, the major gangs that had entered before also stood up almost at the same time, they knew that with Shaolin taking the lead, today’s meat drama was about to come.

As for the people of Wudang, they were naturally angry in their hearts for such an aggressive attitude on the Shaolin side, you know, today is the birthday of their ancestor Zhang Sanfeng, but Shaolin is so blatant to tear down the platform, it is almost equivalent to knocking on the door.

Most of the Wudang disciples directly pulled out their swords, and the scene instantly fell into a state of saber rattling.

“Master Kongzhi, what do you Shaolin mean by this, are you trying to provoke Wudang?” A young man, striding out, shouted loudly, it was Mo Sheng Gu.

“Don’t dare, it’s just Zhang Cuishan, Zhang Shizhu killed my Shaolin lay disciple Longmen Dart Bureau Du Dajin family full of doors, and then killed my Shaolin monks six people, this jianghu public case, Shaolin naturally wants to find Wudang to understand, in addition, when I saw my senior brother, died tragically at the hands of the golden retriever lion king Xie Xun, and Zhang Shizhu and his wife disappeared with Xie Xun that year, about Xie Xun’s whereabouts, please give instructions.”

“Yes, in the battle of Wang Panshan, my Kunlun disciple, injured by Xie Xun’s hands, became an idiot, such a grudge will be undoubtedly rewarded.” He Tai Chong said angrily.

“Xie Xun’s hands were full of blood, and he also asked Zhang Wuxia to tell his whereabouts.”

“Yes, hand over Xie Xun!”

“Hand over Xie Xun!”

As soon as Shaolin mentioned Xie Xun’s name, everyone in the audience echoed one after another, it can be said that Xie Xun or the dragon slaying knife in his hand is the purpose of their coming here. _

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