Chapter 417 Shaolin 11

"Murong Bo, Murong Fu and his son broke into the Shaolin Temple and coveted my Shaolin Yijinjing, and it seems to be related to the arson case tonight. In any case, it is not convenient for the two of them to leave until these things are fully clarified. It is necessary to ask Mr. Tang, and all the benefactors to forgive me..."

"Huh, don't talk nonsense!" Tang Zheng's face changed, and his eyes were fierce: "I just want to ask you one thing, my master and brother, do you let it go or not?" A trace of compassion flashed on Xuanci's face, sighed and did not answer. Seeing this, Tang Zheng's expression on his face became more aggressive.

However, just as he took a step forward and wanted to continue to ask questions, Xuannan, who was impatient and jealous of hatred, suddenly announced a Buddha's name, stood up and shouted, "Don't be presumptuous! I, Shaolin Temple, have been in charge of the world for hundreds of years. The importance of majesty is known all over the world. Can outsiders break in and ignore it? To tell you the truth, what happened tonight is extremely complicated and important. Not to mention the father and son of the Murong family, even you uninvited villains can't get rid of the suspicion!"

"Huh? Old bald donkey, what do you mean? Do you still want to arrest so many of us? Tang Zheng was slightly stunned, and then he sneered. And his rude "old bald donkey" also made the Shaolin monks opposite him squint their eyes and look bad: "Yes, Lord Tang, you broke into Shaoshi Mountain for no reason and injured many disciples of our temple. You have to make this matter clear!"

"Ha, it seems that it's really going to be serious?" Tang Zheng smiled. Instead of being panicked and afraid, he showed a little strange smile. Then, as soon as he waved his hand, the people in black around him immediately stepped forward neatly and stopped the three people behind him: "Say, you still have to solve the problem with your fists. Well, so many of us are here. If you have the ability, come and arrest us all!"

"Humph!" Xuan Nan snorted coldly, turned slightly, and bowed to Xuanci's abbot. Xuanci nodded, but turned his eyes to the gray monk in the center of the crowd and asked in a humble tone, "Senior, you can also see that these people not only do not repent at all, but also trying to challenge the prestige of my Shaolin Temple. Generations and others have no choice but to resort to force. Please forgive me..."

"The abbot is serious." The old monk in gray shook his head expressionlessly and said faintly, "The old monk is just a sweeping monk in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. He is not in his position and does not seek his politics. It is a matter of Shaolin's prestige. It is not something that the old monk can put his beak. As long as you don't forget the compassionate heart, it won't damage Shaolin's reputation. The abbot will let it go, and if necessary, the old man himself can also listen to the abbot's dispatch..."

"Don't bother the seniors." The abbot Xuanci was flattered and overjoyed. He waved his hand and said, "Just give some small things to the disciples!" Before the words fell, the Shaolin monks around the periphery of the old monks immediately stood up very consciously, quickly lined up in front of the crowd, and confronted each other with the people in black who were not far away...

"How brave a defeated general!" Tang Zheng sneered and directly launched the attack without saying a word. Among the nearly 100 people in black, more than half of the people rushed up coincidentally. Only a dozen people were still in place. Like Gongye Qian and Deng Baichuan, they hesitated...

"Hear your feet and don't make the same mistake again. Also, deal with these thugs, as long as you don't die, don't be too tied up!" While the man in black rushed up, some of the Shaolin monks shouted loudly. These monks had just been caught off guard by Gong Yeqian and others. It can almost be said that they came back like a swarm of bees like ducks. At this moment, everyone was holding their breath. After hearing the words, they naturally used their whole body rudely. Solve the number and bump into this group of people in black...

In the loud noise, as soon as the array came, the Shaolin monks in the first row retreated neatly. In the process of moving back of this front, it seemed simple, but in fact, the hidden mysterious array began to run in an orderly manner. In a few regressions, the impact of the first row of monks was cleverly led away and eliminated by the others behind them.

And their opponent, the man in black led by Tang Zheng, seemed to be brave and unparalleled, but in the first wave of collision, eight or nine people either spit blood and flew out, or fell softly to the ground without saying a word, basically losing the ability to fight again. Moreover, the results of these people's desperate charge also soon disappeared - before the people in black rushed forward, the Shaolin Monk Front, which had offset the impact, suddenly bounced back like a bow string! So, in the banging sound, more than a dozen warriors in black turned into flying men...

"Come out of the way, let me do it!" In the middle of a loud shout, the strong Tang Zheng came out and bumped into the Shaolin monk in the front! After a loud bang, Tang Zheng stopped and shook his head slightly, as if he was a little dizzy, while the Shaolin monk who struggled with him face was pale and retreated with difficulty.

Seeing this, the monk behind him uninquickly stretched out his hand, gently put it on his back, attracted part of the impulse, and then stopped quickly, so as not to be biased by the impact force and reveal the flaw. However, at this time, Tang Zheng laughed wildly again and started his body again: "Haha, okay, that's enough. Come again!"

"I'll do it!" An equally strong Shaolin monk bravely stepped forward and took the initiative to take over Tang Zheng's second attack. However, although his figure is strong, his martial arts cultivation is inferior to that of the leading monk before. Compared with Tang Zheng, he is more than a little worse. Therefore, as a result of this collision, the Shaolin monk spit out blood and retreated, while Tang Zheng shook his fist and continued to make big strides - in the short and fierce close collision, the Shaolin monk was completely defeated and was punched away by Tang Zheng...

"Boom!" and "Boom!" In the continuous explosions, the monks retreated with pale faces, and the people behind them came to the top one by one and were quickly repelled by Tang Zheng. In this process, his footsteps have never stopped, and he has been constantly approaching forward.

Correspondingly, the Shaolin monks retreated step by step. Although every time they are repelled, it is just a person in the front position at the top, the monks who have just suffered a big loss would rather retreat for a while than distraction, so as to disturb it. He had his own formation, and then he was easily broken by others.

As a result, the situation on the scene became a little strange - every time Tang Zheng took a step forward, a large group of Shaolin monks shrank together, and then, the mob people who followed Tang Zheng slowly followed and filled in the blank left by the Shaolin monks...

"Haha, what a Shaolin monk, what arhats array, that's nothing more than that!" At this time, Tang Zheng seemed to have completely entered the combat state. His face was red, his eyes were full of blood, and the sound of roar and ridicule were also extremely rough. In sharp contrast to it, whether it is the enemy's Shaolin monk or its own warrior in black, they are all muffled and silent. Therefore, in the quiet environment jointly created by both the enemy and us, Tang Zheng's mockery and provocative voice naturally spread more far away...

"Are you Shaolin monks all turtles? One by one, they can only be beaten passively, and no one dares to fight back? Don't hide in that turtle shell and come out to fight with me..." Tang Zheng's challenge became louder and louder, but the eyes of the monks were getting calmer and calmer!

Because they have found that with the contraction of the formation, the defense ability on their side is constantly rising, and correspondingly, the opponent's attack power is weakening little by little, and the opponent's progress is also slowing down little by little. Under the same time, the situation on the field is gradually moving towards their own side. Tilt!

"Dong!" Finally, after a different roar from before, Tang Zheng's pace was finally stopped. Less than ten feet away from Murong Bo, his footsteps stopped and could not continue to move forward!

"Get out of here, get out of the way!" After a slight pause, Tang Zheng subconsciously shouted, took a deep breath, and punched the seemingly thin but actually fierce monk in front of him with all his strength! And the monk also gave up all the cleverness, and also punched out with a straight punch, touching Tang Zheng's fist! After the slightly dull roar, the bursting air scattered, pushing the warriors around them to shake and almost stand on their feet. However, the two sides of the war stood firmly and did not retreat. After a short adjustment, they punched out without a fancy...

"Puff..." After five moves in a row, the Shaolin monk finally showed his defeat, spit out a mouthful of blood, and retreated into the formation. Naturally, the whole arhat array also took a step back again, but Tang Zheng's side was not easy. Although he did not spit blood, his face also became much pale, and the momentum revealed on his body suddenly weakened a lot, and he was no longer the previous aggressive momentum...

"Amitabha, Lord Tang, don't show off your strength. You'd better take it with your hands," the abbot Xuanci's voice sounded again. "Although you have a secret method in your body, you squeeze your own potential too often. Although you can be fast for a while, in the long run, it is extremely worth the loss. Why do you need to be a donor? What's so hard?"

"Noisy!" Obviously, Tang Zheng did not appreciate Xuanci's advice at all: "My body is my own. I can do whatever I want. Can you care about the old monk? Do you want me to get it? Dreaming! I not only have to retreat all over today, but also have to save the two teachers!"