The strongest college of the heavens

"As expected of Shaolin Temple."

Nameless whispered.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng couldn't see the details of the Shaolin Temple. As a powerhouse of the third-order realm, he could clearly know the strength of the Shaolin Temple team. Grandmaster realm.

Although he hadn't seen a master above the master level, but with such a force, he had to avoid its edge, not to mention hegemony.

"Master, hasn't the Shaolin Temple fallen? Why?"

The young man next to Wuming said with a puzzled expression.

Regardless of the strength of these more than 1000 monks, the Shaolin Temple with more than 1000 monks has nothing to do with its decline.

If the Shaolin Temple with more than 1000 monks is considered to be in decline, how many monks did the Shaolin Temple have when it was prosperous?Ten thousand?One hundred thousand?

There are only a few hundred disciples of the eight sects of the rivers and lakes, and as many as more than 1000.

In terms of number of people, the scale of Shaolin Temple is no less than that of the Eight Great Schools.

"I don't know how to be a teacher."

Nameless shook his head and said.

Shen who suppressed him with one move before, but now the Shaolin Temple popped up again, making Wuming feel like he was eliminated by the rivers and lakes.

"Although I live in seclusion in the Zhonghua Pavilion, I have been paying attention to the situation of various sects and sects in the Jianghu."

Nameless was very puzzled.

The situation before him gave him the feeling that he was like a frog in a well.

"Let's go to Tianxiahui as soon as possible, hoping to stop the battle between Shaolin Temple and Tianxiahui."

Nameless whispered.

At the same time, there was joy in his heart.

Before Tianxiahui and Wushuangcheng ruled the roost, Wuming didn't like the styles of these two sects.

However, apart from these two forces, other sects are not qualified to dominate the martial arts world.

Now it is different. Although Shaolin Temple will not dominate the world of martial arts, but with the strength of Shaolin Temple, it can definitely restore the majesty of the former martial arts holy place.

With the orthodox sect of Shaolin Temple in charge of the Jianghu, the Tianxiahui, Wushuangcheng and other ambitious or evil sects will be restrained a lot. This is a good thing for all the sects in the Jianghu.

"It's a pity that there is not enough time. If we can have half a month, or ten days, other sects that are far away can also come, and it will be much easier for us to complete the tasks ordered by the headmaster."

In a courtyard near the main rudder of the Tianxiahui, Abbot Kucheng and others were discussing in low voices.

"Suppressing the Tianxiahui is the first action of the Shaolin Temple. The scale must be large, so that all the sects in the world will know the power of the Shaolin Temple. Next, we will punish Wushuangcheng and Wulin Supreme. We can do it."

Abbot Kucheng said.

He already had a plan in mind.

"We need to be more cautious, there may be some mysterious powerhouses, whose strength may be higher than that of the Grand Master."

Dukong Abbot reminded.

"Quick battle, complete the dean's order first."

"We can integrate the current strength of Shaolin Temple after we finish the task ordered by the headmaster."

"One hundred and eight arhat formations, five hundred arhat formations, one thousand and eight novice monk formations and other formations, we can practice them all, even if we encounter masters above the third level of extraordinary, we can keep them. "

Abbot Kucheng believed in himself.

In addition to fighting alone, Shaolin Temple also has all kinds of amazing formations, especially Fengyun World, and several other Shaolin Temples with master-level masters, they have all kinds of special methods.

Moreover, Zhutian Academy will also allocate some resources to Shaolin Temple. He only needs to give him a little time to digest, and he can make Shaolin Temple's strength even higher.

"Come on, let's go up the mountain."

After a long time, Abbot Kucheng waited for the eighteen bronze men to stand up slowly, all nodded, and then checked their big underpants one after another. After finding that there was no problem, they walked outside.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

More than 1000 monks dressed in yellow robes rushed straight towards the peak where the main rudder of the Tianxiahui was located like a stream of water from the Yellow River, with billowing smoke and dust along the way, and bright colors flickering along the way.

Wherever they passed, the faces of the Jianghu people who had rushed to the Tianxiahui were a little complicated and shocked.

Hearing and seeing the Shaolin Temple team with your own eyes are completely different concepts.

Especially those people from the Jianghu who were more powerful, their expressions became more and more shocked, because they were stronger and knew more about the strength of the Shaolin Temple team. This is an earth-shaking force that can shake the entire Jianghu.

"The world will be in trouble!"

Many people feel a little happy.

In the past, they were almost overwhelmed by the world society.

Today, Tianxiahui also wants to experience what they used to feel.

"Shaolin Temple comes to worship the mountain!"

Eighteen bronze men led by Abbot Kucheng walked to the front of the team. Abbot Kucheng said in a high voice. Before the nervous disciples of Tianxiahui on the mountain could answer, more than 1000 monks began to climb towards the mountain quickly.

Chapter 264 Miserable Xiongba

The main rudder of the Tianxiahui, in the main hall.

"What did you say? Shaolin Temple has more than 1000 monks who will kill the world, and there are a large number of masters at the innate level, and there are also many masters at the master level?"

Hearing Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng's answers, Xiongba narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his complexion became gloomy.

The strength of Shaolin Temple somewhat exceeded his expectation.

"Go down first and arrange someone to welcome the monks from Shaolin Temple."

Xiongba waved his hand to give in. Jingyun and Nie Feng left without panicking.

"Master, the more than 1000 monks killed a lot of sects with master masters along the way. The strength is unfathomable, so we have to guard against it."

After Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng left, a figure dressed in black reported again.

With his domineering character, it is naturally impossible to only listen to Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng's report, he also has his own information channels.

"Old man, I am also very interested in Shaolin Temple now."