An expedition team traveling across the world

The tower of the Shaolin Temple hides the last hole card of the entire Shaolin Temple, that is, the three old and immortal bald donkeys who have been in retreat for decades.

A little novice covered in blood stumbled into the stone forest, came to the retreat of Sandu and howled, "The Shaolin Mountain Gate has been broken, the host of the empty news has been killed, and the monks have been killed and injured countless times!" Uncle Emptiness asked me to invite the three patriarchs out of the customs! Please also ask the three ancestors to go out of the customs to save me Shaolin!! As

soon as Xiao Shami's words fell, an old voice was heard in Tallinn, "I have hundreds of Shaolin monks, and the strength of emptiness and emptiness is even more first-class in the world, how can this be?"

"Could it be that the Great Yuan Imperial Court sent troops to attack the mountain?" Another voice rang out!

"If it weren't for the urgency of the matter, the nephew of the emptiness master wouldn't have sent someone to invite me to wait for the three old guys!"

"I've heard the movement just now, and I think this little monk is not deceiving me! Shaolin Temple is afraid that it has really encountered a catastrophe!

"It's just that I'm afraid of the oath I made..."

What is it compared to the survival of Shaolin Temple? Let's go! Let's see who broke into Shaolin! The

words fell, and an astonishing huge amount of true qi erupted from the three dry wells, and with the sound of the iron chain shaking, Sandu flew out of the bottom of the well and galloped away in the direction of the Great Male Treasure Hall.

Sandu's light work was not abandoned because he had been in the well for decades, and he jumped into the air after several turns, and fell lightly on the eaves of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Shaolin light skills are already in the world, think that the Dharma patriarch is not famous in the world by virtue of a reed crossing the river, Sandu as the highest ranking of the Shaolin Temple of the three people, its light skills are even more perfect, than the empty smell, emptiness two people do not know geometry.

Du Er stood on the eaves of the Daxiong Hall and looked down, seeing Shen Mo and Zhang Wei in the Shaolin stick formation like a leisurely stroll, and muttered at the moment: "This unfathomable skill, no wonder only two of them can almost slaughter my Shaolin disciples!"

"I'm afraid that the three of us won't be able to beat him for a while!" Seeing this scene, Du also frowned.

"It's better to defend as an offense! Wait until he is exhausted and then fight back! Coupled with the Arhat formation, you will be able to win! Watari looked at the two of them and said the safest way.

The plan has been decided, slowly falling from the eaves of the Daxiong Treasure Hall to the ground, slowly waving the black rope, but seeing that the rope is rolling and flying, criss-crossing and criss-crossing, like a spirit snake trembling, crossing the disaster and crossing the same wave the black rope in response.

The three of them have practiced dry Zen together for decades, and they have the same mind, one of them moves, and the other two immediately understand, and they all know that today's battle is related to the life and death of Shaolin, and it is really careless.

Shen Mo had already sensed the arrival of Sandu, looked at the three people standing in the finished glyph, smiled disapprerovantly, and said aloud to Sandu one by one: "If this little one can't win, it's called the old one?" What if the old ones can't win again?

The three old bald donkeys didn't speak, but they were seriously injured and couldn't hold on to their emptiness, and they stood up and pointed at Shen Mo and Zhang Wei and said: "My three uncles are powerful, you madman must hate Shaolin!"

Seeing Shen Mo waved his hand disappreciatively, "How many times have you said this, a monk?" Don't set up any more flags, be careful to milk your three uncles to death! "

Nonsense! I don't know what to say!! Emptiness is urgent, where can I still see half a point of profound bearing, pointing at Shen Mo jumped up and shouted frantically.

"Hey!" Shen Mo shook his head as if he felt a little pity, and said, "You have to listen if you speak well!" Let's see how I cut you three uncles!

After seeing that the disciples had retreated to the side, the victim said, "Donor! Killing my Shaolin disciple is a great sin! It takes thirty years of chanting in a dungeon to atone for your sins! Before

the words fell, the black rope in the hands of the doom, the catastrophe, and the disaster were all raised, and they were hit from three sides. The tragedy is from right to left, the disaster is from left to right, but the tragedy is from top to bottom, and the three of them are in the shape of the word "product".

This blow was swift and incoherent, covering Shen Mo and Zhang Wei on the left, right, and above, so that he could not avoid it, and there was no escape.

The black rope in the hands of these three people was like a dragon that had become a fine spirit, and with just a slight touch, the good bluestone bricks in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall were beaten into powder, and its power was so great that even with Shen Mo's current physical fitness, he did not dare to connect it hard.

If there was no Zhang Wei beside him, Shen Mo could have turned on the Electric Light Divine Walk to break through the encirclement with speed, and now he broke through with his strength.

The red light flashed in his eyes, and the Mo knife hit the black rope in Du Er's hand, and with the sharpness of the ancient wilderness, he actually cut the black lock from it, and the half of the black rope that was cut flew out like a crazy dragon, and hit the body of a group of warrior monks.

And Shen Mo also took this opportunity to lift Zhang Wei and threw it out of the encirclement of Sandu, and just as Zhang Wei landed! With a raised right hand, Shen Mo added an energy recovery buff.

With Zhang Wei's buff, Shen Mo seemed to have the intention of delaying time, scurrying high and low, moving back and forth in the field, although the three black ropes followed him every time, but they couldn't touch him at all.

Sandu saw his ups and downs, and got out of the encirclement, his heart gradually felt anxious, and suddenly shouted in unison, and the three long whips turned rapidly, and the whip shadows were vertical and horizontal, as if they were real and illusory, and they all came to him.

This blow to these three black ropes was as fierce and fast as thunder, even at Shen Mo's speed, it was impossible to avoid it.

Shen Mo had no choice but to draw his knife to fight back, how could he think that the crossing saw a knife in both hands, he actually jumped up and turned it out violently, and a swastika mark of three or four feet left and right condensed the Buddha's light in his hand and hit Shen Mo fiercely.

The entire Shaolin Temple seems to be overturned at this moment, the entire Shaolin Temple is filled with bursts of golden light, and the true qi in the body of the catastrophe is also boiling wildly at this moment, and even faintly feel that this palm with endless solemn qi seems to be coming!

Seeing this, Shen Mo's heart was surging with murderous intent, and his right hand slammed forward and knocked the two black ropes back, but there was another black rope on Shen Mo's chest.

"Poof!" A stream of blood spurted out of Shen Mo's mouth, and he didn't even have time to wipe it, only to see Shen Mo's left hand flip, and the 'Time Ghost' that was stored in the system's backpack appeared in his hand.

The energy in his body poured like a tide towards the ghost in his left hand.

"Buzz!"

"Twelve times faster! Slay the Buddha!

And with the influx of a large amount of energy, the time ghost in his hand actually trembled, and then slashed towards the tribulation that had already come to him.

Then a sword light condensed by pure energy swayed directly from the blade, like a remnant sun descending into the world.

Even Zhang Wei, who had already broken away from the battle circle, felt some thrilling energy fluctuations!

"To the master... Die!!

Shen Mo's low shout rumbled like thunder in the sky above the entire Shaolin Temple.

Suddenly, the swastika was split in two by the blood-red sword.

A faint red mark appeared between the eyebrows of the catastrophe after the word seal, and the eyes were full of unwillingness!