In Zhao Village, twenty miles away, Zhao Juren, who is famous far and wide, took the villagers to wait at the entrance of the village early, as if he was welcoming some big shot.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a special horse team appeared in the sky. Under the sunlight, they were still a little confused.

The distance is getting closer and closer. After seeing the person clearly, I realize that this is a group of monks.

"The masters came from afar and made my Zhaojia Village shine brightly. We have prepared vegetarian food in the village and asked the monks to move."

"Amitabha, the donor is polite. It is a sin that we, a person outside the world, visited for no reason, disturbed the tranquility of your village."

...

The guest way was returned to the guest way. After a few words of unnutrition, the monks entered the seat under the guidance of Juren Zhao.

A similar scene has been staged in Henan since the Shaolin monks went down the mountain.

The villages and wealthy courtyards along the way are all proud of welcoming the Shaolin monks, fully demonstrating the influence of what is the local snake.

Without caring about the delicious food on the table, Abbot Yuancong asked a lay disciple who was inquiring about the news, "How is the battle ahead?"

The middle-aged man in blue hurriedly replied: "Report to the abbot, he has been fighting for nearly two hours, and even the Huiji River has been dyed red.

The scene was very chaotic. In order not to attract the attention of both parties, the disciples and others did not dare to get too close.

However, from a broad perspective, the two sides are still hard to beat, and they should not be able to decide the winner for a while."

Just mess up.

The Demon Elimination Alliance is mixed with fish and dragons, with hundreds of forces of all sizes inside; the Demon Cult also belongs to the same good and bad.

If this could be integrated in a short period of time, even the one in Zijing City would not be able to sleep.

Yuancong nodded and said, "Send someone to keep staring. If one side shows signs of defeat, come and repay it immediately."

"Yes, abbot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in blue immediately turned around and left, showing the word "efficiency" to the fullest.

Looking at the dark clouds in the sky and secretly calculating the distance, Yuancong found that the current location of his people was still not safe enough. It took a quarter of an hour to go back and forth after twenty miles.

On the battlefield, soldiers are very fast, and if you want to pick peaches, you cannot be fast or slow. A quarter of an hour is enough to happen.

"Everyone quickly eats rice, and after a stick of incense, we set off again."

...

"Donor Zhao, please ask you to take care of the horses."

It seemed to be discussing, but it was actually ordering. But no one felt surprised when he said it from Abbot Yuancong.

...

On the battlefield, Li Mu was almost numb to the point of killing. The whole audience was in chaos, and the originally agreed to take care of each other, but when he arrived at the battlefield, it quickly became empty words.

Not to mention that he had repelled Dugu Qingyun, even the righteous side shouted "Dugu Qingyun died" dozens of times, but the battle continued.

Of course, the Demon Cult has arranged many masters of the righteous path. The effect is the same, no one believes it even if you say it out loud.

Unlike the battle between the two armies, there is also a flag in charge. The people in the martial arts world have a melee, and that is a mess, purely wherever they fight.

If you have to describe it, it means that both sides can kill. From the initial attempt to defeat the opponent, it has evolved to kill for the sake of killing.

The rules of the world have come here, but there are no rules. After solving the opponent, the big guys who have self-identified their identities have also joined the slaughter of the soldiers.

Li Mu didn't know how many others performed. Anyway, the people in the Demon Sect who fell under his sword definitely had three digits, and there were many first-class players among them.

Judging from the situation on the battlefield, there are definitely more people lying down than those standing, and both sides of the war suffered heavy losses.

When he was immersed in the scene, Li Mu finally understood why the Huashan faction suffered heavy losses in all the battles between good and evil.

It’s not that everyone doesn’t know that saving lives is the best, but when they come to the battlefield, they often have no choice but to kill themselves. If they are not careful, they may not even remember who they are.

"The disciples of Huashan gathered to me."

Li Mu shouted again and again.

He, the leader, was also defeated. After the melee broke out, except for being able to command Huashan disciples, few others knew him at all.

It’s not that everyone’s eyes are sluggish, but that the image has changed a lot. The originally elegant white dress is now dyed red.

In addition, the evil spirit brought by killing, pretending to be a ghost at midnight does not require makeup, and just standing there can scare people to death.

With the gathering of Huashan disciples, they rushed forward in an endless manner. It seemed that they were killing gods and killing Buddhas. In fact, Li Mu led people to move to the edge of the battlefield.

A fellow Taoist who dies will not die.

At this time, Li Mu didn't care about so much. If he continued to waste such a lot in the central area, he would probably not have many people left in the Huashan Sect until the war ended.

As the team continued to grow, it soon became the brightest baby on the battlefield, successfully attracting the attention of the people in the Demon Sect.

Unfortunately, most of the top leaders of the Demon Cult were dragged down and had no time to command the battle. Occasionally, a few who got rid of their opponents came over and were sent to hell by Li Mu when they met.

...

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing in the east suddenly became louder. Looking around, a group of guys with reflective special effects were joining the battlefield. Li Mu knew that this time he would be picked by Shaolin monks again.

However, this is exactly the result he wanted to see. At this time, the Huashan Sect could not compete for the Central Plains, and it was meaningless to fight for the so-called dominance.

For the Huashan School, only by having the Shaolin Temple in front attract the firepower of the court can we develop our strength in the rear with peace of mind.

Even if it is inevitable to become a major concern of the court, it cannot immediately become the "number one major concern".

Of course, this is just Li Mu's personal idea. Many people in the sect have long been eyeing the Central Plains and want to immediately take Shaolin and replace him.

Yan Zi was talking about the heroes. Li Mu knew himself and did not think that by just a few words, he could suppress everyone's ambitions for the Central Plains.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to take this precaution. I followed the situation and led Shaolin Temple to jump out to pick peaches.

...

"Reinforcements are here!"

Originally trapped in an anxious battlefield, polarization soon occurred. The morale of the righteous side was greatly boosted, and someone on the Demon Sect had already started running away.

Dugu Qingyun, who was hiding in somewhere, also ventured out at this moment. Unfortunately, no matter how he fiddled with it, he could not stop the defeat from falling.

...

The battle is over. Looking at the battlefield full of wreckage and listening to the constant screams, Li Mu sighed helplessly.

After waving the hot sweat on his forehead and adjusting his mentality, Li Mu brought the remaining senior leaders of the alliance to meet Shaolin and his group.

"Add more monks, help them at critical moments and win over the generals of the martial arts world!"

It seems polite, but anyone can hear the strong sense of distantness in his tone.

Especially the four words "critical moments", Li Mu's tone was particularly heavy, as if he was saying: We all know that you sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight.

The more than ten people who accompanied him all had their faces ashen. Their eyes were filled with evil spirits, and they stared at Abbot Yuancong with a glaring eyes.

"Amitabha! The leader of Alliance Li is so serious. Xiao Monk and others have only done their best to the martial arts world, so how can we talk about rescuing the dangers of the martial arts world?

All the heroes are the real heroes who defeated the Demon Sect today. After this battle, the Demon Sect was also seriously injured. Next…”

He is worthy of being a monk, and with this shameless face, Li Mu feels inferior.

There was no trace of guilt on Abbot Yuancong's face, as if the matter of sitting and watching both sides suffer losses had nothing to do with them.

Knowing the principle that too much is not enough, Li Mu pretended to be angrily and said, "Masters, we still need to treat the wounded, so I won't hell now.

Wait until the next day, we prepare a banquet and invite all the monks to come!"

Fortunately, Abbot Yuancong’s qi cultivation skills are high enough, and he is in a good mood now, otherwise he would have to get angry on the spot.
Chapter completed!