Daqin: The first emperor's direct son, the heavens are upgraded to gods

Swell naturally.

"All right."

Xuanci spoke slowly.

All the monks in the hall fell silent, and all looked at him: "Abbot."

"Qin, don't resist."

"They are different from those dynasties in the past."

"Don't you know how powerful and domineering the pre-Qin Dynasty was?"

"Confronting Qin, millions of iron cavalry are approaching, can I, Shaolin, really be able to resist?" Xuanci said slowly.

Its meaning has reached the point of giving in.

"Abbot."

"Could it be that I, Shaolin, have to submit to Qin Ting?"

"Since ancient times."

"The thousands of miles of my Shaoshi Mountain belong to my Shaolin. The people in the thousands of miles are all my Buddhist monks and people, and pay tribute to my Shaolin. If I give up, my Shaolin will become the laughing stock of the world."

"good."

"Although Qin Ting is strong, I am not afraid of Shaolin."

"They just destroyed the Song Dynasty, and their internal worries are still undecided. I don't believe that they dare to really make Shaolin my enemy."

"If they dare to attack, I, Shaolin, will have a showdown with Qin Ting."

"I have four great masters in Shaolin, and even the master of martial arts. Are you still afraid of Qin Ting?"

"Such a strong man, even if he is Qin Ting's million cavalry, why should I be afraid of Shaolin?"

Hearing Xuanci's intention to give in, all the monks immediately became reluctant.

"Are you really going to fight Qin Ting to the death?"

"Qin Ting is powerful, and its origin is even more mysterious. It is not known how many great masters they have, and it is even less known whether they have martial arts masters."

"Once we start a war with Qin Ting, if we fail, my Shaolin, and even my Buddhism will be gone."

"Is this what you want to see?" Xuan Ci frowned and said.

"Abbot."

"It's just a secular dynasty. My disciples think that the abbot is too much fuss."

"The pre-Qin in the past was indeed powerful. The world, all schools of thought, and any martial arts sect survived under the breath of the pre-Qin, and dared not violate it."

"But the pre-Qin era has long passed. Even if Qin Ting really had something to do with the pre-Qin, it couldn't be the original pre-Qin. Could it be that Qin Shihuang is still alive?"

"Abbot, I propose that as long as Qin Ting dares to attack, set foot on my Shaolin territory and do it directly."

"I'm not afraid of Shaolin."

"If I, Shaolin, give in, it will be truly eternal..."

The monks in the Daxiong Hall spoke up one after another.

It means that there is no half-back.

"You guys..."

Seeing this scene, Xuanci shook his head helplessly.

In his heart.

He clearly knew how terrible Qin Ting was.

If not, how could Qin Ting destroy Xixia and Song in just two years.

"Abbot."

"Qin Jun, attacking."

At this time.

A monk walked into the hall and said with a serious expression.

"It's finally here."

Xuanci sighed, and said helplessly: "Stay all the disciples outside the mountain gate, prepare for the battle, and withdraw those disciples who resisted at the border."

"Qin Ting is strong, and my Shaolin can only fight against it by concentrating all my strength."

Hear this.

The monks in the hall nodded one after another: "Respect the abbot's order."

The boundary of Mount Shaoshi.

It was the place where all the cavalry of the Great Qin Dynasty camped.

With the 20 troops from the Lantian Camp, they marched.

All the camps were pulled out.

Wang Jian came to command the troops in person.

Under the might of an army of 20.

The thousands of Shaolin monks standing on the border of Shaoshi Mountain all looked panicked.

Although each of them is not weak in martial arts, one person can withstand a dozen or even more soldiers.

But these hundreds of thousands of troops approached, full of murderous intent, it's no wonder they didn't panic.

"A mere Martial Dao sect, dare to compete with our Great Qin Dynasty?"

"court death."

Standing on the chariot, Wang Jian looked coldly at the Shaolin monks who were holding sticks in front of them and wanted to resist Daqin, and a look of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

next moment.

Wang Jian drew out the sword at his waist, pointed directly at Shaoshi Mountain in front of him, and shouted in a dignified voice, "Where is Qin Zhirui?"

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Wind."

The 20 Great Qin Ruishi shouted in unison, and Feng He swept towards Shaoshi Mountain, which had not seen war for many years, with a murderous aura.

Facing this situation.

Five thousand Shaolin monks frowned tightly, full of dignity.

"The formation."

Xuan Shan shouted loudly.

"drink."

The five thousand monks immediately dispersed, raised their sticks, and listed their Shaolin formation.

Looking forward to it.

But Xuan Shan secretly turned his true energy, ready to go.

"Kill!" Wang Jian shouted coldly.

time.

The army is separated.

From the shield array that had been set up long ago, arrows rained all over the sky and shot towards the Shaolin monks, the random arrows were like a violent storm, full of murderous intentions.

"Eliminate demons for the Buddha."

"If you are an enemy of Shaolin, you are all demons."

"Even if you start killing, you don't hesitate."

"Buddha blesses you."

Xuan Shan shouted loudly.

With a wave of the stick in his hand, a stream of pure Buddhist Qi was released.

The rain of arrows within a hundred feet of the void was swept away by him with a single stick and shattered directly.

Take this opportunity.

The five thousand monks also formed a formation, brandishing sticks and shooting down random arrows, attacking Daqin.

But under this frenzied arrow rain.

From time to time, monks were pierced by random arrows and died.

Wang Jian watched without changing his face.

at this time.

boom!

Several tyrannical auras came out of the air.

Five figures suddenly flew out from the army and flew towards these Shaolin monks.

"Grandmaster."

"Five?"

Xuan Shan's expression changed, and his heart sank.

"kill!"

As soon as the five great masters appeared, they directly attacked these Shaolin monks.

For an instant.

palm print.

fist shadow.

Jianmang.

Boom towards these Shaolin monks.

"what……"

It was followed by a shrill scream.

Their formation is like ants in the hands of Daqin's top priest.

Instantly shattered.

Formation broken.

The defense against monks is also greatly reduced.

Random arrows attack and kill.

The number of five thousand monks dropped sharply, turning into corpses everywhere.

"Qin Ting, how can you be so strong?"

"There are five top grand masters?"

Xuan Shan also panicked at this moment.

How many powerful people there are in Daqin has always been a secret to the outside world.

Either it appeared on the battlefield, or the outside world spread it miraculously, and there was not much useful information at all. Of course, the Black Ice Platform contributed.

"Back to the mountain gate."

"quick."

Xuan Shan shouted loudly.

next moment.

He soared into the air, directly blocking the five great masters in front of him.