super six doors

Chapter 209
The head and host of the Shaolin Temple didn't say anything, and the masters of other martial arts sects, you said something, and I said something, criticizing Ye Cangqiong.

It seems that it is a great sin for the six gates to only send Ye Cangqiong.

If it wasn't for the fault of the six doors, Shaolin Temple might not be in the passive situation it is today.

"Ye Shaoxia, just repelled the master of the Demon Sect and injured the Saintess of the Demon Sect."

The Shaolin monk who was brought back by Ye Cangqiong whispered.

"Well, it's just a coincidence. I also saw your battle just now. Those magic masters were exhausted and Ming Jin retreated. If we made a move, they would retreat immediately. Ye Cangqiong just happened to be at the right time."

"That's right, that's right, if we hadn't procrastinated the battlefield and exhausted the vitality of those masters of the Demon Sect, Ye Cangqiong would have been unable to repel the masters of the Demon Sect at all."

The well-known and upright masters present at the scene did not recognize Ye Cangqiong's strength. They were all old-fashioned and full of self-confidence.

Ye Cangqiong remained silent and directly ignored these masters of the rivers and lakes.

These so-called upright masters of famous families are gossiping, their words are harsh, and their real kung fu is not very good.

"Ye Shaoxia, you can't see it once, can someone teach you about your skills?" In the crowd, an old man with white beard and hair couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped out to invite Ye Cangqiong to learn the skills.

Ye Cangqiong took a closer look at the old man, and found that the old man was wearing a very inconspicuous coarse cloth robe. There was no logo on the robe, and he didn't know which sect he was famous for.

"Qiu Luoye, the guardian elder of the Wutong sect, with the palm of the Wutong palm, can shock the wind and fall the geese. His strength is not bad, and he is not weak among the master-level warriors."

"I have seen this kid not pleasing to the eye for a long time. Mr. Qiu will teach this boy who is not good-looking, and see if he dares to be arrogant again."

"Old Qiu is a bit incompetent. He is over sixty years old and still has such a hot temper. This kid is going to suffer."

The warriors in the rivers and lakes voluntarily gave up a place for the two of them. They gloated and waited to see Ye Cangqiong's good show.

Ye Cangqiong simply looked at Qiu Luoye, his aura was like an abyss, bottomless: "Since it's a match between rivers and lakes, let's ask the old man to make a move."

"Young man, the old man doesn't rely on the old man to sell the old man. If the old man wants to compete with you, you should do it. Otherwise, if the old man wins, it will be disgraceful." The old man was very confident and waved to Ye Cangqiong.

"That's fine."

Ye Cangqiong took a step with his right foot, stepped out in a lunge, like an arrow off the string, and quickly rushed towards the old man's direction.

"boom."

About a foot away from the old man, Ye Cangqiong punched out with his right fist close to his chest.

The powerful boxing technique drives the powerful boxing style, which is painful to the eyes and ears.

"Good come."

The old man puffed up his cheeks fiercely, took a strong breath, gathered his true energy into his arms, and parried Ye Cangqiong's fist.

"boom."

Fist and arm collide.

The old man staggered, backed up a dozen steps, and sat down on the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned.

In the previous battle at the back mountain, because the distance was too far, although everyone knew that Ye Cangqiong defeated the master of the magic sect, they never thought that Ye Cangqiong's strength would be so strong. He defeated the martial arts master Qiu Luoye with just one move. .

The old man Qiu Luoye looked extremely embarrassed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

After a while, the old man Qiu Luoye's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he stood up embarrassingly.

"Haha, as expected, there are talented people from all over the world. It's impossible for people to refuse to obey their old age. Ye Shaoxia is young and has such a skill. He is a genius that is rare in a thousand years. The old man is so convinced."

"Is there anything else to compare?"

"Wudang sect, Master He is willing to learn the best tricks." The Wudang sect who had taunted Ye Cangqiong at the beginning, stood up a Taoist in green robes.

The green-robed Taoist was about forty years old, with piercing small eyes and a short black beard that was extremely bushy.

"Renren He's Wudang swordsmanship is the best among Wudang sects. Now, Ye Cangqiong will definitely not win as easily as he did just now."

"He Zhenren is the elder of the Wudang sect. He uses Wudang swordsmanship to continuously kill the masters of the Demon Sect. His strength is very tyrannical."

"The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awning. Some people have watched this battle."

The warriors in the rivers and lakes are discussing a lot, and they are waiting to see the battle between the two.

"You also use a sword?"

"Wudang swordsmanship."

"Okay, then let me take a look at Wudang swordsmanship, what are the merits of it!"

Ye Cangqiong raised his right hand, and Xing Tian's sharp blade was raised to the level of his chest.

Xing Tian swung his sharp blade, and the sword light flickered. The invisible sword light interweaved into an invisible rain of swords.

He Zhenren's face was strange, his eyes flashed, the long sword in his hand, not to be outdone, used Wudang swordsmanship.

With a flick of the long sword, a semicircle was drawn in midair.

"boom."

The moment Xing Tian's sharp blade collided with the long sword, the long sword in He Zhenren's hand suddenly lost control and flew out of He Zhenren's hand.

He Zhenren was stunned for a moment.

And the crowd around them were completely petrified!

At this time, the abbot of Shaolin Temple who suffered internal injuries before, the old monk Kong Jian, walked over with the support of two Shaolin monks.

"Ye Shaoxia was able to travel thousands of miles to help our Shaolin Temple, and our Shaolin Temple is naturally grateful." Abbot Kong Jian paused slightly, and raised his voice: "In addition, Ye Shaoxia temporarily repelled the master of the magic sect, and he also made a great contribution For one thing, if Ye Shaoxia persists, he can go to the Sutra Pavilion of our Shaolin Temple to browse the secret collection of martial arts in our Shaolin Temple."

Hearing the words of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, many people in the rivers and lakes present showed expressions of envy and envy.

Even the senior monks of Shaolin Temple showed envious expressions.

The Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple collects the mysterious exercises of Shaolin Temple since the establishment of the temple for thousands of years.

Bodhidharma swordsmanship, flower fingering, Buddhist lion's roar, 72 unique skills...etc.

These exercises are the secrets of the Shaolin Temple, and each exercise is famous in the Jianghu.

Normally, only Shaolin disciples who have made great contributions to Shaolin Temple can enter the Sutra-Depository Pavilion to see everything at a glance.

However, today, because Ye Cangqiong defeated the master of the demon sect, a formidable enemy with a stick in his throat, the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple made an exception and opened to Ye Cangqiong.

For Jianghu warriors, this is a very honorable and generous reward.

Ye Cangqiong rested for a while, and then followed the monks from Shaolin Temple to the downstairs of the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion is a small three-story building, with green pines and green bamboos next to the small building, which looks peaceful and distant.

The man guarding the Sutra Pavilion was an old sweeping monk with downcast eyebrows.

The old floor sweeping monk took a slight look at Ye Cangqiong, as if he had seen Ye Cangqiong through.

(End of this chapter)