The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Hearing Chu Heng's understatement, Shi Feixuan shook her head, led Xiao Longnv to follow Chu Heng's hand and left.

As for Wan Hou, she tilted her head and looked at Xi Ying: "What a scum! If I kill you, Wan Wan will feel his hands are dirty!"

"Insanity!"

Xi Ying couldn't bear the anger in her heart for a long time, now that Chu Heng has left, Xi Ying exploded directly, wanting to teach Hou Wan a lesson.

It's a pity that when he flew towards Wanhou, Wanwan flew down from the female wall at a faster speed, and slapped Xi Ying's chest directly.

"puff!!!"

Xi Ying spat out a mouthful of old blood, and then fell like a shooting star directly from the Jianmen plank road.

And Wan Wan stepped on the air with bare feet, then twisted her body, and returned to the female wall with a strange turn.

Seeing Houhou's miraculous lightness kung fu, all the people in Mieqing Dao were stunned.

Hou Hou sneered, leaving behind a string of silver bell-like laughter to pursue Chu Heng.

Only the masters of the Dao of Extermination of Love were left, standing there with dull faces, but they didn't dare to move too much.

Although they have already known about the prestige of Houhou, but after seeing him today, they will know how terrifying the strength of Houhou is.

As for Chu Heng's strength?

They have no imagination at all. .

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Chapter [-]: Old Monk Murong

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"Cihang Jingzhai has withdrawn from the struggle for hegemony, and just now he has wiped out so many masters of the Buddhist sect! Even though the Buddhist sect is now stronger, its momentum is not as good as before! There has never been anyone who will disturb the world!"

Walking on the plank road of Jianmen, Chu Heng began to think about the gains and losses of this battle in his mind. kuuhuu

Chu Heng knew that the Buddha Sect was extremely powerful.

But Chu Heng is unwilling to continue fighting with the Buddhist sect!

It's not that Chu Heng has any fear of Buddhism, but that Chu Heng knows that if he keeps fighting like this, the people in the world will suffer in the end!

Chu Heng has never been a kind person, but he is unwilling to commit many murders for no reason.

Moreover, what Chu Heng is cultivating now is also the heart of a child, but his heart cannot be dusted.

Chu Heng didn't know, but when he was thinking about these questions, "Eight Two Three", a cold and beautiful woman, had already rushed to Hebei Shaolin with one sword and one sword!

This woman is Qin Mengyao who has gained a great understanding after the battle with Chu Heng.

From the moment she walked out of Zhongnan Mountain, Qin Mengyao saw the disputes in the rivers and lakes, and the people were in dire straits.

Under such circumstances, Qin Mengyao would naturally follow her own heart, and wanted to go directly to Hebei Shaolin to end the catastrophe.

Along the way, Qin Mengyao has seen too many killings.

Whether it is the Buddhist sect, the Daoist sect, the scattered people of the Jianghu, and other forces, it seems that they have become popular. The entire Jianghu has become a terrifying world of killing. +]

Except for the fact that Fozong is still advancing and retreating, and its influence is getting bigger and bigger, the other forces seem to have gone crazy.

"Cihang Jingzhai, Qin Mengyao asks to see you!"

Standing at the gate of Shaolin Temple, Qin Mengyao finally encountered a defensive force that was enough to stop her.

Perhaps the other defenses of Shaolin Temple are nothing to Qin Mengyao, but the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin is an obstacle that she cannot directly overcome.

Qin Mengyao's voice was very penetrating.

If the voice of a person who has begun to comprehend the Dao of Heaven and Earth has no penetrating power, then I am afraid that in this world, there will be no other people who can have the ability to transmit sound through the air.

Therefore, after hearing Qin Mengyao's begging for an audience, the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin directly killed them.

Fuhu Arhat Master Xuanci looked at Qin Mengyao and recited a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, what is the donor doing here?"

"Nothing, I just want to ask Shaolin to stop this catastrophe!"

Qin Mengyao looked at Xuan Ci, said with a slap in the face.

"The benefactor is joking about this matter!"

Xuan Ci chuckled, and slowly raised the long stick in his hand.

"Let her in!"

At this moment, an old voice came from the depths of Shaolin Temple. ~)

Hearing this sound, all the long sticks raised by Arhat quietly put them back.

"Amitabha, benefactor please!"

Xuan Ci put away the stick, and nodded to Qin Mengyao with a kind face.

Qin Mengyao showed a smile, thanked Xuanci, and stepped straight into the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple.

Although no one led the way for Qin Mengyao, with Qin Mengyao's strength, she followed the source of the previous voice like an old horse knowing the way.

But when Qin Mengyao came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and saw the old monk sweeping the floor with an old face, Qin Mengyao's watery mood suddenly rippled.