"Shaolin is surrounded and destroyed by Linghu Chong and led thousands of evil demons and heretics!"

An explosion of news swept across the world like a storm.

The entire world seemed to have been thrown into a nuclear bomb, which alarmed everyone.

The news that Ning Que, one of his men fought against Baibiu and killed the Songshan Warriors Legion was quickly overshadowed.

After all, although the latter message is shocking, it is not on the same level as the previous message.

Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years and is known as Shaolin for thousands of years. It has always been the uncrowned king of the Central Plains martial arts world. You can only know the prominent status of Shaolin from the saying "The world's martial arts are derived from Shaolin."

Compared with Shaolin, even Wudang, founded by the master Zhang Sanfeng, is still three points inferior.

Although the Demon Sect is powerful in the contemporary era, it cannot replace Shaolin's position in the Central Plains martial arts world.

As for the Five Mountains Sword Sect, there are also contemporary declining sects such as Emei, Kunlun, and Beggars' Sect, and they are not qualified to be compared with Shaolin.

Therefore, when hearing that Shaolin, which has been passed down for thousands of years, was in crisis of destruction, countless people in the entire world were almost confused.

It's simply incredible.

Immediately, a large number of people from the world rushed to Shaolin. It is unknown whether to support Shaolin or watch the show.

Of course, this news made the Huashan Sect once again show the limelight.

Because, the person who led the army of evil demons and heretics was the abandoned disciple of Huashan, Linghu Chong.

It is not a good thing for the Huashan Sect to show off this kind of popularity... Your disciple of a noble sect led the evil demons and heretics to attack Shaolin. What does this mean? Do you want to abandon the right path and devote yourself to the evil path?

Fortunately, Linghu Chong was kicked out of the wall, otherwise, as soon as the news spread, many martial arts celebrities would have come to hold Huashan accountable.

"Senior Brother, I'm afraid I can't turn my head back this time."

Shi Daizi, Gao Genming, Tao Jun, Ying Bailuo, Yue Lingshan and others were shocked, but also secretly sad.

They have been with Linghu Chong for many years and have a deep relationship. Even if Linghu Chong is kicked out of the wall, they still regard Linghu Chong as their senior brother, looking forward to Linghu Chong returning to Mount Hua one day.

However, after this incident, they knew that Linghu Chong would not be able to turn back anyway, unless they were willing to give up on the right path in Huashan.

"Why is Chong'er so stupid? He did such a thing."

Ning Zhongze was both angry and anxious. She was led by Linghu Chong, and she almost regarded Linghu Chong as her son in her heart.

She was also planning to wait until Ning Que's breath cleared and let Ning Que blow the pillow wind and allow Linghu Chong to return to Mount Hua.

But now, let alone blowing the pillow wind, it will be useless even if it blows the southeast, southwest and northwest winds.

"The matter is urgent, junior sister, let's go to Shaolin immediately. You guys will take people back to Huashan." Ning Que glanced at Shi Daizi and other apprentices and said.

"I understand!" Shi Daizi, Gao Genming, Tao Jun, Ying Bailuo, Yue Lingshan and others agreed.

They all knew that Ning Que, the head of Huashan, must support Shaolin as soon as possible this time. No matter what, Linghu Chong is from Huashan. If Ning Que is not present this time, I am afraid that the whole world will think that Huashan is going to rebel against the right path.

...

Fuzhou is more than 1,400 kilometers away from Songshan. According to the normal itinerary, it takes six or seven days to arrive even if you ride a horse day and night.

However, Ning Que practiced the evil-repelling sword technique to the innate realm, and his speed was much faster than that of a thousand-mile horse, just like a ghost.

He simply hugged Ning Zhongze, used his body skills, and moved forward at full speed.

It took only three days to arrive at Songshan. Of course, many pedestrians who saw his afterimages flashing along the way thought they had encountered ghosts, leaving behind countless legends of ghost shadows.

"Hiss, there are so many evil demons and heretics, and the rumors are true."

Ning Zhongze looked at the evil warriors everywhere at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain and secretly took a breath of air conditioning.

When she first heard that Shaolin was going to be destroyed by the army of evil demons and heretics, she didn't believe it. After all, with Shaolin's thousand-year heritage, it was destroyed just by saying that it was destroyed.

But after seeing this evil warrior who was crowded with people, she believed that Shaolin was indeed profound in its background, but no matter how profound it was, it was just a sect and could not resist this evil warrior who was similar to an army.

"Son of the Turtle, these bald donkeys in Shaolin are so treacherous that they set up an ambush to surround us."

"Fortunately, Young Master Linghu led us to escape from the secret passage, otherwise I would have to explain it here today."

"If I had known this monk temple would have burned the monk temple."

"It's gone, it's gone... I think after this incident, Shaolin would not dare to be unfavorable to the Holy Aunt. Otherwise, we will come again next time, it will be when Shaolin really destroys the family."

...

A large group of evil warriors shouted and left Shaoshi Mountain. Many of them were injured by arrows and many were carrying bodies.

"This group of evil warriors retreated so early. It seems that the plot has changed a little because of my appearance."

Ning Que remembers that in the original work, when Qun Xie left the stage, Yue Buqun was with Fang Zheng, Chongxu, Zuo Lengchan and other decent leaders.

But now that he and Ning Zhongze have just arrived, Qunxie has already left the stage, which is obviously somewhat off from the original work. However, he doesn't care about this change.

"Junior sister, let's take a detour into Shaolin."

Ning Que took Ning Zhongze to avoid the evil spirits and used light skills from a remote corner to enter Shaolin.

After another round trip, we arrived at the Shaolin Damo Hall.

"This time, there are many strategies from the left leader, so that they can successfully defeat the evil spirits and save Shaolin." An old monk with a thin face and a kind expression said, walking out from behind the Dharma Hall.

Following him was an old Taoist priest with a fairy-like spirit, Zuo Lengchan and four or five masters with extraordinary demeanor.

"I have met Master Fang Zheng, Master Chongxu, Senior Brother Zuo and fellow practitioners, but I'm late to get down."

Ning Que bowed his hand to Fang Zheng, Chongxu, Zuo Lengchan and others and Ning Zhongze also said hello.

"It is enough for Mr. Yue and Nian Xia to have this intention. I, on behalf of Shaolin, thank you for your support."

Fang Zheng was slightly stunned when he saw Ning Que, and then smiled and bowed his head to return the greeting.

"Hehehe, I think someone came late on purpose! Otherwise, so many righteous leaders came in time, why would you be missing? Moreover, after all, the leader of the evil demons and heretics this time was still someone's disciple. This time, someone could not refuse the blame for the Shaolin disaster. Maybe someone would like to be destroyed by Shaolin and take the opportunity to take the lead!"

The enemy was particularly jealous when they met. When Zuo Lengchan saw Ning Que, his eyes turned red like a rabbit, and he mocked Ning Que like a machine gun, and he was also sinister and killed every sentence.

"Senior Brother Zuo, you are too much. We are not such people!"

Ning Zhongze looked unhappy.

"Nin Niang, you are open-minded and you are certainly not like this. But someone is not sure, you are so cunning. Who knows what he thinks!"

Zuo Lengchan spoke with a gun and a stick, staring at Ning Que.

Ning Que killed the warrior army that had been hidden in Songshan for many years and many other masters, causing heavy losses to the Songshan Sect, so he now wished he could swallow Ning Que alive.

"It seems that Senior Brother Zuo has a lot of misunderstandings about me." Ning Que didn't care about Zuo Lengchan's mockery. He gently waved the folding fan and was as elegant as a humble gentleman. "Some time ago, a group of inexplicable people suddenly attacked our Mount Hua, and used the forbidden crossbow from the court...

As a righteous person, I have encountered these evil people, and since I have met them, I will destroy them.

I heard... these people seem to have some connection with Songshan. I believe this must be a rumor. How could Songshan be a place where dirt is hidden? Brother Zuo, tell me!"

Ning Que whispered from beginning to end, but Fang Zheng said that Chongxu and the heads of various sects were very powerful. Ning Que's sweet-mouthed sword was much more brilliant and powerful than Zuo Lengchan's Ming Dynasty's secret sarcasm.

Now everyone in the world knows that Ning Que has killed the warrior army in Songshan, but Zuo Lengchan cannot admit it!

If they really admit that the Songshan Sect, the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, sent people to destroy the Huashan Sect, then their Songshan Sect will become a joke and will become a righteous enemy.

Therefore, even if Zuo Lengchan broke his teeth and swallowed it into his stomach, he would not publicly admit that the warrior army that was killed by Ning Que had a relationship with Songshan.

But now he was furious to Ning Que, pulled out his sword in public, and said gloomyly: "Yue Buqun, you are looking for death!"

"Does Senior Brother Zuo want to have a fight? I'm happy to accompany you!"

Ning Que smiled slightly, put away the folding fan, and pulled out the sword. A cold light flashed in his eyes. If Zuo Lengchan dared to take action, then today he would not kill Zuo Lengchan and would destroy Zuo Lengchan.

Just as the two sides were at a strife, a burst of laughter suddenly came from above.

"I didn't expect that I, Ren Woxing, would be able to see such a wonderful show when I returned to the world. It is said that our Demon Cult is very intriguing, and your righteous path is not bad!"

As laughter sounded, two black shadows flew down from the top of the Dharma Hall. One was Xiang Wentian, and the other was tall, but Ren Woxing.

Then, two more people flew down, a graceful woman and a free and easy young man, but Ren Yingying and Linghu Chong.

"Master, Master's wife!"

As soon as Linghu Chong appeared, he hurriedly saluted Ning Que and Ning Zhongze.

"Chong'er, are you okay?"

Ning Zhong saw Linghu Chong's spirits and bloody rosy color, and he couldn't help but be surprised. When Linghu Chong left them, he suffered from the chaos and internal force in his body and was sick. She had always been worried about Linghu Chong. Now that she saw Linghu Chong getting better, she couldn't help but be happy.

Ning Que stared at Linghu Chong and sensed the tremendous internal force in Linghu Chong's body. He couldn't help but sigh at the strong plot correction power.

He had obviously swallowed Linghu Chong's internal strength, but he didn't expect Linghu Chong to have such a deep internal strength so quickly, enough to compete with a first-class expert.
Chapter completed!