Poor old monk Li Xuan, just pulled away the iron sand palm, and before he could use it, he was hit by a fierce wheel of the iron bull steel whip. He couldn't dodge and was whipped off the ring, spitting blood, and sang down to conquer him with his head down.

This is also a big deal for him. He is doing everything he wants to compete in the ring. He has already taken weapons, and you still play a pair of flesh palms. It would be fine if he reaches the highest level like Huo Yuanzhen, but the iron sand palm is still a half-baked one. Who will be beaten if you don’t get beaten?

Li Xuan failed here, and the captain there scored, and Shaolin won the first game, one to zero.

Tie Niu grinned with a big mouth and was screamed by Huo Yuanzhen.

In the carriage over there, Xiao Cui poked her head out again and shouted to Tie Niu: "Big man, you are so good. When the competition is over, my lady and I will go to Shaolin to see you."

This sounded nothing, but Huo Yuan was really alert. What were they going to Shaolin again?

Tieniu won a victory, and the situation became unfavorable to the Fawang Temple.

The people on their side were waiting for Shaolin Temple to send someone to the stage, hoping to deal with it calmly.

Huo Yuanzhen looked at the people on his side and said to Monk Puhang: "Master Puhang, thank you for your hard work."

"Amitabha, it should be."

Pu Hang nodded, walked out of the awning, came to the edge of the ring, jumped up, went directly to the fifth wooden stake, and then took advantage of the force to go directly to the ring.

This light skill is much better than Monk Li Xuan just now, and it has attracted a lot of praise.

The people at the Fawang Temple looked dim again, and they were even stronger than Li Xuan, so that was not the late stage of the acquired world.

The strongest Duanshui Sword Chai Xian on their side is just a late-stage acquired stage, and if Chai Xian comes on stage, he may not be able to defeat this monk.

Chen Ding's face was even more gloomy. When will there be another master in Shaolin?

Puhang got on the arena and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "I am a monk, Wenshu Temple in Wutai Mountain, please give me advice from all the martial arts colleagues."

After reporting the name, the Fawang Temple was even more shocked. Wenshu Temple in Mount Wutai is much better than Shaolin. It is a famous sect in the martial arts world. How could it come to Dengfeng to help Shaolin box?

It seems that it is not only my own who will bring reinforcements.

No matter how worried he was, someone still had to come on the stage. Chai Xian looked for it from time to time, but he didn't see his reinforcements coming. He gritted his teeth in helplessness: "I'll go!"

He is the only one who comes, otherwise it will be 2 to zero.

Chai Xian walked out of the awning and came to the edge of the arena. He also jumped up and went straight to the eighth wooden stake, and then took the stage.

Huo Yuanzhen felt happy and sad when he saw Chai Xian coming on stage.

What I am happy about is that the opponent's number one expert appears, and then I don't have any strong combat power. What I am worried about is that Pu Hang is probably not Chai Xian's opponent.

On the ring, the two of them were polite and then fought.

The battle between Tienniu and Li Xuan was like a blacksmith, and the two of them were different. They fought quickly and quickly. Chai Xian didn't use a sword at the beginning. Pu Hang also had empty hands and fists and palms, and it was difficult to distinguish.

After a while, the test ended. Chai Xian took out the Broken Water Sword that he had become famous, and Pu Hang also took out the pair of black iron balls.

If you fight again, you will see the gap.

Chai Xian's fast sword was still better than Pu Hang. After fighting for more than ten minutes, he stabbed Pu Hang in the shoulder with a sword.

Puhang did not fight and immediately gave in and jumped out of the ring.

He is only responsible for the battle and does not want to work hard for Shaolin.

The headmaster there scored, and both sides tied 1-1.

Although the people from Fawang Temple won a game back, they were not happy at all, because there were not many people left in them who could take action.

Chen Ding, the top player in the mid-term of the acquired day, is the number one master.

But if Chen Ding appears, the cunning bald donkeys in Shaolin will definitely send masters to fight. In this way, no one can be used on his side will definitely lose.

Just when we were in a daze, a noise suddenly came from the crowd. A servant from Chen Ding's family hurriedly ran over and reported: "Master, your old master is here!"

Chen Ding and Chai Xian both stood up and hurried over to greet him.

Three middle-aged men wearing essay shirts and carrying swords behind their backs walked over, and Chai Xian hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Chai Xian has met three senior brothers."

Chen Ding also knelt down and kowtowed: "Chen Ding bowed to the master, to the master, to the third uncle."

A middle-aged man in yellow robe smiled and helped Chai Xian, then said to Chen Ding: "Get up."

"Thank you, Master."

Several people walked towards the awning on the side of the Fawang Temple with laughter. The people inside hurriedly dodged and gave up their seats to several people.

Someone came here, and the Shaolin Temple also saw it. Guan Shanyue looked solemn and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot, I'm afraid the situation has changed."

"Who are these people?"

"That yellow robe is the Benlei Sword Zhuang Qin, the top four famous swords in Jiangnan. Her skills have reached the level of acquired perfection, and I am no match for my junior brother."

Huo Yuanzhen also frowned, and there was a acquired perfection, and the variables increased significantly.

Guan Shanyue pointed to the black-robed man again: "That person is Chen Ding's master, He Yuan, the second most famous sword in Jiangnan, has reached the peak of the late acquired stage, which is very difficult to deal with."

"There is also the one in the green robe, the Lightning Sword Shang Ming, the third of the four famous swords in Jiangnan, is about the same strength as He Yuan, and is still above Chai Xian who appeared just now."

Huo Yuanzhen also felt that things were tricky. The worst-savvy ones were Chai Xian, so it was difficult to fight in this arena.

Guan Shanyue continued: "These four people are famous in Jiangnan. They are disciples of Zhu Gongshen, one of the four famous swords. Zhu Gongshen entered the innate thirty years ago and accepted these four disciples. They taught them all their exquisite sword skills. The battle of these four small swords became famous is a battle to kill the old demon Huangshan. The old demon Huangshan practiced evil skills and entered the innate. After leaving the pass, he did everything evil. As a result, the four small famous swords joined forces to kill the old demon Huangshan on Tiandu Peak, thus achieving his reputation."

"Can the acquired god kill the innate god?" Huo Yuanzhen was a little unbelievable.

"Yes, these four people grew up together since childhood, cooperated tacitly and had a way to join forces. They fought with the old demon of Huangshan, fought hard for a day and night, and finally achieved success in the battle."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded and said nothing.

Guan Shanyue thought for a while and said, "It should be one of them to play later. My side, abbot, you cannot play easily. If the opponent is He Yuan or Shang Ming, then let Yueshan play. If Zhuang Qin plays alone, the junior brother will meet him for a while."

Even though he said so, it is obvious that Guan Shanyue was a little worried.

The four famous swords emerged, disrupting the entire plan of Shaolin's side. Guan Shanyue lost the confidence to win.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand and said, "It's okay, let's take a look first."

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The four little famous swords gathered in Dengfeng, attracting the attention of many people, including Ning Wanjun and Xiao Cui in the carriage.

Xiao Cui held her chin with her hands and said to Ning Wanjun: "Miss, I'm in trouble now. These four old guys are here, and Shaolin's side is going to lose."

Ning Wanjun lifted the veil, revealing her beautiful face that was fascinating to the whole country, and also looked worried: "Yes, now, the abbot and the old monk have the power to fight, and Yueshan, but this is not enough. Apart from them, Shaolin has no one to show off, but there are still several mid-terms in the Dharma King Temple, and this battle is not easy to fight."

"Okay, let's call a few people from the Henan branch, at least there is no problem dealing with those who have the middle of the acquired day."

Ning Wanjun shook her head: "No, the people in the branch will be recognized by others as soon as they appear. They must not be allowed to play."

"What should I do? Shaolin cannot lose, we still hope to find something like that?" Xiao Cui was worried with her fingers.

"I hope that magical abbot can create miracles again. If it really doesn't work, I'll go!"

"What lady? Come on! You're crazy, the master will kill me if he knows." Xiao Cui was so scared that she lost her eyes and waved her hands repeatedly.

"What else can I do if I don't go? Are all the people who haven't seen Mount Wutai come? They must have a purpose to help Shaolin. I guess it may be the same as our goal. After all, when I heard about this news, there were people from Mount Wutai present."

"That's not necessarily the case. The news is so vague. It's just that you, Miss, can tell that the thing might be on the back mountain of Yuzhai Mountain. Who else can think of it?"

Ning Wanjun smiled and said, "You, don't coax me on purpose. Not necessarily. There are many smart people in the world. I can think of anything I can think of, and others can think of it too."

"Even if it is really there, you can't go on stage. If you use a knife and a gun with those stinky men, what if you get hurt? No, it's absolutely not possible. I'd rather get on than you. You don't have to persuade me, I won't let you get off the car even if I die."

Seeing Xiao Cui's firm attitude, Ning Wanjun sighed and said, "Let's take a look first. If Shaolin can still hold on, I won't go. If you really can't hold on, you can't stop me."

While we were talking, someone had already been sent to the Fawang Temple over there. It was Chen Ding’s master, He Yuan, the Qianfeng Sword.

He Yuan came under the arena, so he rose up in the air and went straight to the arena.

There was a sudden burst of cheers from the Fawang Temple.

This is really a mountain and water that has no way out. The willows and flowers are bright. There is another village. It was a sad cloud and mist just now. Now the rain has passed and the sky is clear. As soon as the four famous swords arrived, everyone in the Fawang Temple felt that victory was in sight.

After He Yuan took the stage, he looked at Shaolin in a condescending manner and said coldly: "Which master will come to accompany He to a few moves?"

Seeing He Yuan's arrogant attitude, Huo Yuanzhen secretly spat, thinking that the four little famous swords were just people who seek fame and reputation. They also need to be besieged against an evil person. What kind of hero is it?

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen had completely forgotten that he wanted to turn Shaolin into a gang fight. He looked back and said to Su Can behind him: "Su Can, come on!"

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ps: The second update is here, and there will be another update today.

In addition, two books are recommended, "Ancestral Doctor" and "The First Romantic Playboy in Wutang".
Chapter completed!