Chapter 853: The Dao is strong and its use may not be sufficient

Hearing this sudden sound, the man's heart moved.

He stopped, turned around and looked behind him.

But I saw a group of people already walked into the hall.

These people were of burly build, with their faces covered in black clothes.

Each of them held a long stick in his hand, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

At first glance, it is imposing.

"Shaolin?"

After seeing these men in black, the man scanned them twice and asked in a deep voice.

"How do you know..."

Hearing this, the leading man's eyes moved and he said, "Bah! What Shaolin sect!?"

"We are here to take treasure from this ancient tomb. It has nothing to do with Shaolin!"

Puff…

Hearing these words, Wang Ye almost laughed out loud.

These Shaolin bald donkeys still won't do bad things...

Not to mention the words that are used to cover up one's own guilt.

Just the round heads and long sticks in each person's hand are enough to sell them out completely.

"Okay..."

Looking at the group of black people in front of him, the man said: "Next time you do something like this..."

"Remember to have some people stuff some wormwood into their headscarves..."

"Don't just carry long sticks..."

"In this case, I can still believe that you have nothing to do with Shaolin!"

!!!

After these words were spoken, the group of men in black looked at the top of each other's heads, and then looked at the long sticks in their hands.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene fell into an eerie silence.

Humph! Seeing this, the leading man snorted coldly.

He tore off the black cloth covering his face, revealing his true face.

This person is none other than the Shaolin monk Huiguo.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

really…

These Shaolin bald donkeys are becoming more and more unscrupulous...

He said he would remain neutral and not help either side, but he also pretended to leave.

Even now he changed into black clothes and made a surprise attack.

Judging from this, the six major sects outside the ancient tomb must have suffered heavy casualties.

When the man saw Monk Huiguo's appearance, he sneered.

Immediately, he said, "A dignified Shaolin sect also does such a thing as robbing graves?"

"If this matter gets out, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by heroes all over the world?!"

"Laughing?"

Hearing this, Monk Huiguo snorted coldly: "In the past, Shaolin and Wudang were the leaders of the martial arts world, and everyone in the martial arts world admired them..."

"Ever since that bastard Saint Lord attacked our mountain gate, killed our monks, and burned our scriptures, we have never recovered!"

"From then on, everyone in the martial arts world who mentioned Shaolin regarded it as a joke!"

"If you are a nasty person, others will only be afraid of you, but if you have no strength, others will laugh at you!"

"For the sake of restoring Shaolin, what does ridicule mean?"

At this point, the expression on Monk Huiguo's face changed.

Then, he sneered and said, "Besides, you are the only one here..."

"If I kill you, who will know about this matter?!"

At this point, a sneer appeared on Huiguo's face.

But I saw him waving the long stick in his hand.

Bang!!

With a muffled sound, his body instantly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he was already in front of the man.

At this moment, he saw the long stick in his hand waving, bringing up a strong wind and smashing it down on the man's head!

Buzz! With a dull sound, the long stick, wrapped in rolling internal force, rushed towards him like a raging tide.

If this stick hits the real target, even the golden body will be shattered.

"Mad Stick Technique..."

Seeing the stick coming towards him, the man narrowed his eyes and said, "I had no intention of fighting with you..."

"Your first move was a killing move!?"

Seeing this scene, the man's eyes narrowed.

But he saw his right hand shook, and a burning internal force suddenly emerged.

In an instant, a black and red color emerged from his palm.

Looking at it, it looks like red-hot pig iron.

At the same time, he grabbed it suddenly, and a burning force lifted the long stick that was coming towards him into the air.

"What?!"

Seeing this scene, Huiguo's face changed.

He never expected that his stick would be caught in mid-air by this man! Not only that, the moment the long stick was caught in mid-air, the stick body was gradually burned red.

This long stick is made of copper and is extremely strong and heavy.

At this moment, the heat burned him red, and the heat spread upwards and rushed straight towards Huiguo's hands.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

not good!

Seeing this scene, Huiguo's face changed.

But then he saw that his internal energy suddenly vibrated.

Bang! There was a muffled sound of gas explosion, and the two suddenly separated.

Huiguo took a few steps back to steady himself, and when he looked up, he saw a clear five-finger mark left by the man on the long stick.

What a hot inner strength!

Seeing the hand prints on the long stick, everyone present was amazed at the burning inner strength of this man.

"This sword originally belonged to me..."

Looking at Monk Huiguo in front of him, the man said: "I don't want to be your enemy now..."

"If you leave now, you can still end it now..."

"If not..."

Having said that, the man did not continue.

But there was a murderous intent emanating from him.

"snort!"

After hearing the man's words, Monk Huiguo snorted coldly: "You know who we are..."

"Today, only one of us can leave this place alive!"

As he spoke, he paused the long stick in his hand and said, "Form a formation!"

As soon as these words came out, the Shaolin disciples behind him moved and surrounded the man.

The long sticks in their hands waved and pointed at the man.

This formation is like a python coiled into a snake formation, with the head and tail connected, and absolutely no flaws The Little Arhat Formation...

Seeing this, Wang Ye's heart moved and he thought secretly.

Back then, he went into Shaolin alone, and gained a thorough understanding of everything in Shaolin Temple, from the Little Arhat Formation to the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle.

Looking at this man's appearance now, I can't help but feel a little amused.

"kill!"

Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly in his heart, Monk Huiguo shouted loudly.

At once, all the Shaolin disciples wielded their long sticks and attacked the man.

These Shaolin disciples formed a formation and attacked, their stick techniques flowing like clouds and water.

Hearing Huiguo's shout for help, he immediately swung his long stick and hit him on the head.

These long sticks came down with a force of thousands of pounds, as heavy as mountains, and came towards the man's head.

"Small Arhat Formation..."

Faced with this kind of stick technique, the man whispered: "How stubborn!"

At this moment he saw him move his palms, and his arms turned black and red.

At the same time, he pushed hard with both palms.

Buzz! Instantly, a visible burning energy surged up and swept towards the long stick that was hitting him.

Crash!

After being swept by this scorching force, the chopped-off long stick instantly turned into molten copper and splashed on the ground.

This shows how strong this man is.

However, the moment this scorching energy swept past, a strange golden light appeared on the jade disk.

Then, lines of small characters appeared on the jade disk.

“The Tao is vast and its use is inexhaustible; it is deep and seems to be the ancestor of all things…”

Seeing these lines of small characters, Wang Ye was stunned and a feeling of astonishment surged in his heart.

(End of this chapter)