Chapter 92
The nameless little bald man shouted, "Master, brother, the lackeys of the Mongols are here!"

Zen Master Tianzhen shouted, "Come as soon as you come, why panic!"

Wu Se knew that Master was blaming Wu Ming for being disrespectful in front of the honored guests, so she quickly helped smooth things over, "Master, it's the first time I've seen you look like this, could it be that the Mongol army is here?"

Hearing Master's reprimand, Wu Se took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said, "That's not true, it's a Mongolian monk and a zombie weirdo, these two are extremely powerful, we can't stop them, At this time, I am afraid that those two people have already broken into the Daxiong Palace!"

Zen Master Tianzhen stood up abruptly, and said, "Then you didn't say it earlier, hurry up and go!" While speaking, Zen Master Tianzhen had already performed lightness kung fu, and leaped towards the direction of the Daxiong Palace!

Colorless and Wuming were immediately extremely embarrassed, and Wuming was even more slandering in his heart!
"Cough cough cough, Hero Yang, Mrs. Yang, why don't you go to the main hall with the little monk?"

Yang San smiled and said, "Okay, let's go and see, who is it that dares to be so arrogant in the Buddhist Pure Land!"

At this time, in front of the main entrance of the Daxiong Palace, a "bowling game" was going on, and the disciples of Bodhidharma Hall and Arhat Hall stood firmly here, acting as bottles!

And a tall and thin Tibetan monk is holding a "bowling ball": every time the vajra is smashed, several "bottles" must fall to the ground!

On the other side, I was playing "Plants vs. Zombies". I saw a strange man in a black robe, with a face like paper, a body like a rock, and his movements were stiff, just like a zombie. Not only that, this zombie held a pure steel mourning stick in his left hand , holding a broken coffin in his right hand, which fits his image perfectly!
And all the guardians of the Bodhidharma hall turned into "pea cannons", but it was obviously not in place, and they didn't even have long-range weapons. No, it made the zombie monsters miserable!

At this time, there was a shout from inside the main hall, "He Fang Xiaoxiao dares to come to Shaolin Temple to play wild!"

As soon as the words were finished, an old monk in the cassock of the abbot jumped out of the hall and slapped the Tibetan monk with his palm!
The Tibetan monk was fearless, snorted coldly, swung the "bowling ball" in his hand, and heard a "click" sound, and the old monk's arm snapped in response, but the "bowling ball" did not weaken its offensive, directly He smashed the old monk back again!

All the bald people around turned pale with shock, exclaiming "Abbot" in their mouths!
The Tibetan monk spat and said disdainfully, "Bah, you can be an abbot with this level, it seems that the Central Plains Shaolin Temple is really vulnerable!"

These words were spoken in Tibetan, and none of the bald men understood them, but you can tell just by looking at their expressions, it must not be a good word!
On the other side, there was also an old monk who didn't say much. His fingers curled slightly, and he grabbed the zombie monster. Go down and grab a big hole in the coffin lid!

The zombie monster frowned and said, "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand?"

At this time, there was a loud shout not far away, it was the innocent Zen master who rushed over!

The Tibetan monk sneered, and shouted, "Here comes another one to die, look at the pestle!"

Fortunately, a little bald head reminded, "Master, be careful, this Tibetan monk's vajra is extremely powerful!"

Hearing this, Chan Master Tianzhen quickly changed his palms into sleeves, used his sleeves to remove the force of the Vajra pestle, and then repeatedly raised his palms to force the Tibetan monk to retreat!

"Shaolin Iron Sleeve Kung Fu, smashing the palm of the stele, you are the first Zen Master Tianzhen in Luohan Hall!" This Tibetan monk obviously knew something about Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Tianzhen let him guess it as soon as he made a move!
At this time, Yang San and others finally arrived.

Looking at the Tibetan monk, Yang San smiled and said, "Isn't this Daerba, no wonder you are so arrogant, why are you coming to Shaolin Temple instead of serving your master!"

This Tibetan monk is none other than Daerba, the disciple of King Jinlun Dharma. On that day, he and King Jinlun Dharma escaped from Yang San's grasp, and they received an edict from King Kublai Khan!
It turned out that Jinlun Fawang reported the news after he was defeated at the Lujiazhuang Heroes Banquet, so Kublai Khan spread invitations to invite strange people from all over the world to help him deal with the warriors in the Central Plains, and Jinlun Fawang stayed by his side to protect His safety!

There is nothing left and right, I heard that Shaolin Temple is stubborn and has not yet accepted the recruitment, so I sent Daerba to deal with this matter!

The zombie monster next to him is the famous Xiangxi legend Xiaoxiangzi, he accepted Kublai Khan's invitation to come to serve, and in order to make contributions, he recommended himself to come to Shaolin Temple with Daerba!

At this time, Zen Master Tianzhen also discovered that Abbot Tianming's arm had been broken, and he couldn't help saying angrily, "Brother, who broke your hand?"

Abbot Tianming was in so much pain that he couldn't speak at this time, Zen Master Tianming said, "It's the Tibetan monk who used the vajra!" He was the first Zen Master Tianming in the Bodhidharma Hall!

As soon as Daerba saw Yang San, his original arrogance disappeared, and he said in fear, "Yang...Yang...Yang Guo, why are you here!"

Yang San was at a loss when he heard it, and the bald people around him obviously couldn't understand it!
Darba knew that not many people in the Central Plains could speak Tibetan, so he hurriedly turned around and yelled a few words, and soon a Han man in official robes came from outside, first talked to Darba a few words, and then translated them in Chinese to Yang San and the others. people!
Yang San looked at Daerba with a smile, he came just in time, and said, "I have known several Zen masters for a long time, this time I heard that Shaolin is in trouble, so I came here to help, I didn't expect that it was you who made things difficult for Shaolin!"

Daerba retreated a few steps, he was terrified of Yang San at this moment, if he knew that Yang San would come to Shaolin Temple, even if he was just passing by, he would not come here if he was killed!
Xiaoxiangzi on the side didn't know Yang San, seeing his young age, he only thought that there was a very powerful elder behind him, so Da'erba was so afraid of Yang San!

"Young man Wuna, today we are here at Shaolin under the order of Lord Kublai Khan, I advise you not to meddle in your own business!"

In the world of divine sculptures, Xiaoxiangzi is the only one who grows into this zombie appearance, so Yang San guessed his identity early on!

"Your Excellency must be Xiangxi Xiaoxiangzi!"

Xiaoxiangzi was startled, he rarely walks in the rivers and lakes, he didn't expect this young man to recognize him, and asked curiously, "How do you know me?"

Yang San smiled and said, "Anyone who can grow into this respectable face and likes to show off in the market with a coffin, there is no one else in the world, only Xiaoxiangzi, a famous person in Xiangxi!"

Xiaoxiangzi couldn't tell that Yang San was scolding him, and immediately said angrily, "What a sharp-tongued young man, let me see who gave you the courage!"

Yang San's internal strength was already at the peak at this time, and a broken coffin would naturally not hurt him. One blow with both fists was the "Da Fu Mo Fist" in the "Nine Yin Manual", which directly blasted the coffin to pieces, but the strangest thing was , these fragments did not scatter in all directions, but gathered in front of Yang San!

(End of this chapter)

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