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Chapter 77 I Didn't Listen Clearly

Chapter 77 I Didn't Listen Clearly
Recently, the rivers and lakes have been fried.

A young man born out of nowhere broke through the gates of the five sects including the Huashan School, the Kongtong School, and the Devil's Sect one after another.

It was rumored that this young man was a disciple of Gu Santong, who wanted to challenge the Eight Great Schools of Jianghu again for his master, and regain the title of number one in the world.

There is also a gossip that this young man was the No. [-] secret agent in the yellow character of Hulong Villa in the past, but he rebelled from Hulong Villa. in his hand.

This young man named Ye Tai was fighting purely for the sake of fighting. When one person broke down the mountain gate of a holy place of martial arts, he didn't stop at all, and went directly to the next holy place of martial arts.

And the skill is so deep that one person is enough to overwhelm any famous martial arts sect, and directly slapped all the famous martial arts sects in the face, so he was called "Tai Ah Xie Mo" by many martial arts decent sects, and some people even claimed that they feared that he would become a subordinate. A scourge of martial arts, bluntly said that the famous families in the world should unite and kill him in the cradle.

Naturally, Ye Tai also knew about this news, but he was not afraid at all, bluntly saying that he was alone, and he could suppress all enemies in the world.

Famous martial arts sects denounced his arrogance one after another, but this "evil demon" has not gone mad yet, just like the ancient three links in the past, he directly slaughtered all 108 masters from the eight sects, so there is no sect that dares to be the first to stand up , Organize the famous martial arts sects to unite and strangle him.

Qingcheng Mountain.

In a secluded mountain villa.

Zhu Wushi sat cross-legged on a couch in a wing room, his body was full of qi, he looked at the ten masters lying on the ground in disorder, and said to the person beside him: "Dispose of the corpse and ask the rest to come over. .”

The subordinate in black bowed his head and said, "Shenhou, there are 72 people left in 12 Disha..."

Zhu ignored his eyes and said, "Go!"

"Yes, Lord God."

Then the subordinate in black clapped his hands, and several dead soldiers from the sect walked in without saying a word, and dragged out the scattered corpses on the ground one by one.

That's right, these corpses are exactly the secret power that Zhu ignored over the years, 72 Disha!
The reason why he let 72 Disha return to this secret place in Qingcheng Mountain is to quietly suck up their internal energy!

Based on the fact that a 72 Earth Sha has ten years of internal energy, and Zhu ignores the original residual power, after he drains the 72 Earth Sha, his skill will reach nearly a thousand years!
Even if there is overflow in the process of absorbing, but at this moment, Zhu Wushi's skill has reached nearly 500 years.

In his follow-up plan, he needs strong enough skill to carry out the plan in his heart.

And 72 Disha was originally a secret troop he had raised to prevent emergencies, and it was specially designed to complete some shady tasks for him.

Their identities are absolutely kept secret, even the three spies of Tiandixuan didn't know anything about it in advance.

Therefore, the sudden disappearance of such a group of dead fighters living in the dark will not cause an uproar in the martial arts like the famous gangsters.

It can't even make a wave, except for him and a few trusted confidants, no one will know.

soon.

The remaining twelve 72 Dishas walked into the wing neatly. One of them took a look around and clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me for talking too much. We 72 Dishas have always had a common task. Where did brother go?"

Zhu Wushi glanced at him and said, "My king sent them to carry out a secret mission. Why, do you have any objections?"

That Earth Demon bowed his head and said, "This subordinate dare not, it's just that we have 72 Earth Demons, the more people there are, the stronger the combined combat skills will be. This subordinate is only worried about the safety of other brothers."

Zhu Wushi said lightly: "Since you are so worried about them, go with them."

That Earth Sha nodded and said: "I also ask God to order..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes changed, and Zhu Wushi suddenly raised his hand, and a strong suction came from Zhu Wushi's palm.

That Disha was the first one, and Zhu Wushi was sucked in front of him in an instant, and pressed his palm on top of his head.

Then one after another, the arms of the remaining 11 people, also in their terrified eyes, lifted up involuntarily and put them on the shoulders of the brothers in front.

Afterwards, they felt the power in their bodies, including their own vitality, gushing out of their bodies like a torrent.

After only five breaths, the faces of the twelve earth demons became haggard and gray-haired. When Zhu Wu ignored and stopped, one earth evil that hadn't died down lay on the ground and said hoarsely: "God, why don't you die?" ,what……"

Zhu ignored his expression and said, "Because this king needs your internal strength, but you who have lost your internal strength are not as useful as a dead person."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and broke the neck of that Earth Sha.

Zhu Wushi went to the window with his hands behind his back, and said, "Destroy all the corpses, and, where is Mrs. Ye?"

The dead man in black didn't dare to raise his head and clapped his hands. The three people who walked in from the door were still packing up the corpse without saying a word.

Then he reported in a low voice: "Mrs. Ye is almost at Shaolin Temple."

Zhu Wushi looked at the bleak fallen leaves outside the window, and said, "Have all the plans been arranged?"

The man replied truthfully: "It's all arranged, absolutely no one can see through it, but there are two of them, the subordinates can't handle it, only Shenhou personally took action..."

Zhu Wushi responded indifferently, and said, "Prepare your horse, and go to the Devil's Cult."

"Yes."

……

Shaolin Temple.

Ye Tai, who had broken through the gates of the five sects, climbed up the steps step by step, and came to the Shaolin gate that had been closed.

In the monastery, there was a middle-aged monk in gray clothes, holding a bamboo broom, facing Ye Tai sideways, and cleaning the fallen leaves one by one.

"This benefactor, knowing that the Shaolin Temple has closed the mountain, but went to the door without hesitation, could it be the rookie Ye Taiye benefactor?"

Mrs. Ye stroked the silver sword at her waist, and said: "So in your eyes, I am just a rookie in martial arts. Monk, I hope that I smashed your mountain gate, and you can still talk to me like this."

The monk turned around, uttered the Buddha's name, and said: "Frivolous karma, vain karma, Lord Ye's demonic nature is too heavy. In fact, monks should open the door of convenience, but there are rules in the monastery. If Ye Once the almsgiver has passed this pass, he will be able to enter the gate of the temple."

Mrs. Ye smiled and said: "Then how can we count as a successful pass?"

The monk sighed and said: "It seems that Master Ye is determined to break into the gate of my Shaolin Mountain, so that's all. This pass is called Shaolin Eighteen Arhats Formation, and once the formation is set up, eighteen monks will join forces. Don't blame us for having so many people. Less bullying..."

When his words fell to the ground, eighteen gray-clothed monks holding wooden sticks rushed out of the surroundings.

But at this moment, Ye Tai suddenly clenched his fist, gathered strength in his waist, and then punched out, a light yellow energy wave suddenly erupted from in front of him, and there was a faint dragon chant in the air The roar of the tiger.

The century-old giant tree in the temple suddenly broke and collapsed. Eighteen monks who were holding wooden sticks rushed out from all directions. He vomited blood and groaned in pain.

On the forehead of the temple, the plaque with the word "Shaolin" written in dragon-flying and phoenix-flavoring characters was full of cracks with a click, and then fell off one by one.

Ye Tai passed by the middle-aged monk calmly, patted him on the shoulder, and asked doubtfully, "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

 The previous chapter felt a little inappropriate, so I slightly modified it, but it is roughly the same and does not affect the following.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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