Chapter 200: Destroy Shaolin First
Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng retreated quickly and successfully returned to the protection of the Golden Bell Shadow before being evaporated by the surrounding flames.

Fang Yuan, who was at the Grandmaster level, was fine, but Fang Zheng, who was only at the Junior Grandmaster level, had most of the water and blood in his body evaporated, and he almost couldn't get back into the protective shield of the Golden Bell Real Image.

In fact, this was the result of Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng making a quick decision and taking swift action.

If Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng had hesitated, they might not have been able to return safely to the Golden Bell Shadow while surrounded by the blazing sun fire, which was increasing in power and intensity as time passed.

However, even after returning to Jin Zhong Shiying's protective shield, Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng could still feel the waves of heat coming.

This heat wave is not only physical, but also spiritual.

The physical burning of flames and the spiritual baking of flames occur at the same time; this is the true appearance of the blazing sun fire.

"Uncle Master~"

Just as Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng were thinking about how to break the impasse but couldn't think of an effective solution, they unconsciously turned their gaze to the only elder, the Wuxiang Divine Monk. Suddenly, they found that blood was flowing from the corner of the mouth of the Wuxiang Divine Monk, and the whole person looked even drier than before.

"master!"

After Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng’s exclamations, Fang Sheng also discovered the abnormality of his master, the formless monk.

The incident just happened so suddenly that Fang Yuan, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng all forgot for a moment that the formless monk with the golden bell shadow was the one who consumed the most energy and was under the greatest pressure among them.

Moreover, it was not without cost that the Wuxiang monk mobilized Shaolin's fortune in this way.

He who wears the crown must bear its weight!

If the formless monk wants to use the power of luck to increase his strength, he must endure the backlash of the power of luck.

The backlash under normal circumstances was already extremely stressful, not to mention that Zhu Chengwu had just burned almost all the Shaolin monks in Shaoshi Mountain to ashes.

The backlash of luck caused by this will be more severe.

If there were not various disadvantages in using the power of luck, why would the formless monk, who was approaching the end of his life, rush to let him mobilize the power of luck?

Instead, it was done by his younger and stronger nephew, Zen Master Fang Yuan.

On the one hand, the Golden Bell Cover, which Wuxiang Divine Monk mainly practices, is more suitable for guarding positions. More importantly, when the end of his life is approaching, Wuxiang Divine Monk does not have to worry about the erosion of his body and lifespan by the power of luck.

After all, people are dying soon, so no matter how strong or big the backlash is, it doesn’t matter!

and many more!

Shouyuan!

Deadline!

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng looked at the formless monk with a hint of worry in their eyes.

They were worried about the condition of the formless monk, and also worried that once the formless monk entered Nirvana and without the Golden Bell Cover, what would they use to resist Zhu Chengwu.

Will the destruction of Shaolin Temple happen today?

Will these people of their generation become eternal sinners of Shaolin Temple?

"Wait, what's behind that? Go!"

Just as Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng retreated back into the Golden Bell Real Shadow, constantly thinking about how to break the impasse, in just a few breaths, the blazing sun fire caused by Zhu Chengwu was about to catch up with Wang Taoshan and others who had left earlier.

And this distance has already exceeded the edge of the Shaoshi Mountain!
Not only were the Grandmaster Yang Gods and first-rate Yin Gods such as Wang Taoshan capable of frontal combat, but with the cooperation of the warriors who were cultivating their spirits, they could also retreat very quickly.

But they evacuated quickly, and the raging fire caused by Zhu Chengwu spread even faster.

After all, it was a raging fire caused by the power of rules.

For the forces of rules, as long as the world remains unchanged, distance is almost nothing to them.

The reason why it took the scorching sun and fire several breaths of time to catch up with Wang Taoshan and others who had evacuated in advance was that

Or it is because it takes time for the vital energy of heaven and earth to spread.

It has nothing to do with regular fluctuations.

"What on earth did Marquis Fu'an do? How powerful is he? He actually caused such a large-scale and violent phenomenon!"

After finally escaping from the coverage of the Blazing Sun Fire with great difficulty, Wang Taoshan and his companions discovered that the Blazing Sun Fire no longer extended to the surrounding areas. They stopped and stood on a high peak. They turned around and looked in the direction of the Shaoshi Mountain they had just left, uttering words of disbelief and shock.

"Yeah! How strong is he?"

Yang Yanwu responded to Wang Taoshan's mumblings, his eyes also full of shock.

The raging fire in front of us covered at least dozens of miles around, and the entire sky was illuminated in a fiery red color.

This range is really too large!
Shaoshishan is finished!
The Shaolin Temple located in the Shaoshi Mountain is also finished!
Wang Taoshan and others looked at the raging fire in front of them and said secretly in their hearts.

With his own strength, he started a sea of ​​fire that covered dozens of miles around and destroyed the Shaolin Temple, one of the two great leaders of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Chengwu's powerful martial arts have surpassed everyone in the history of the Ming Dynasty, including the insurmountable monument in the history of Ming martial arts - Taoist Sanfeng.

The old legend has been broken and the new legend is being established!
Just as Wang Taoshan and others were once again shocked by Zhu Chengwu's strength, the formless monk who was trying hard to support the Golden Bell's real shadow was also filled with endless horror.

You must know that relying on the blessing of Shaolin's luck, the Wuxiang Divine Monk has already exerted the power of the Golden Bell Cover comparable to the power of the twelfth level. Such protective ability is almost on par with the protective ability of Bodhidharma at his peak period, but such protective ability is still unable to completely block the flames caused by Zhu Chengwu.

You know, Zhu Chengwu's blazing fire not only attacked the golden bell shadow held up by the formless monk, but also attacked a large number of other Shaolin monks.

With this calculation, the absolute strength of Zhu Chengwu, the Marquis of Fu'an and the martial arts legend of the Ming Dynasty, may have surpassed that of Shaolin founder Bodhidharma.

After hearing about Zhu Chengwu's specific battle record in the Elbrus Mountains, the Wuxiang Divine Monk speculated about the specific strength of Zhu Chengwu's abilities. He believed that Zhu Chengwu might have reached or even exceeded the heights that the founder Bodhidharma had achieved.

But guessing is one thing, and now confirming the guess personally is another thing.

"Fang Yuan, Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng, it looks like we are about to become the eternal sinners of Shaolin Temple!"

Sensing that the intensity of the external flames was constantly increasing and the flames in his heart could not be extinguished, the Wuxiang Divine Monk suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Yuan, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng, the three most valued and outstanding disciples of the previous generation of the three Divine Monks, with an unconcealable look of self-mockery and guilt on his face.

“Uncle Master, if it is impossible, then please fight to the death! Even if our Shaolin Temple is destroyed, even if all our Shaolin monks are killed, we must leave a deep enough impression on Marquis Fu’an, and let the world know that our Shaolin cannot be insulted lightly, and there are no weak Shaolin monks!”

Zen Master Fang Yuan also understood the current situation and said resolutely.

At the same time, Zen Master Fang Yuan mobilized Shaolin's luck, used Tathagata's forbidden Nirvana technique, shattered his own meridians, and used all the desperate methods that could maximize his combat power in an instant.

This not only represents Fang Yuan's determination, but also represents the heritage of Shaolin Temple.

In terms of desperate means, the Shaolin Temple has far more than its neighbor, the Songshan School.

"We made the right decision to attack Marquis Fu'an! Marquis Fu'an is too talented, and his ideas and actions are too devilish. Sooner or later he will attack Shaolin Temple, the most powerful force in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty! Our only mistake is that we acted too late and failed to pin Marquis Fu'an to death!"

As the abbot of Shaolin, Master Fangzheng also began to use his last desperate means, while muttering to himself. Master Fangzheng's desperate means were very similar to Master Fangyuan's, after all, they were brothers from the same sect.

The only difference is that Zen Master Fang Zheng did not mobilize the Shaolin's luck.

Because in order to mobilize the luck one must rely on the essence and power of the grandmaster. Apart from that, even if Master Fang Zheng is the abbot of Shaolin Temple and a junior grandmaster, he cannot mobilize it.

This is also the fundamental reason why matters concerning the way of destiny in the Shaolin Temple are only passed down orally among the temple's grandmasters and the Shaolin abbot.

"First there was Taoist Sanfeng, then there was Fu'an Hou Zhu Chengwu. Our Shaolin Temple has been hit by so many disasters!"

Since both senior brothers tried their best, Zen Master Fang Sheng naturally had to follow suit.

Although Master Fang Sheng wasted many resources of Shaolin Temple, his sense of belonging and love for Shaolin Temple are unquestionable.

"Good, good! There are no weaklings in my Shaolin Temple! Today's disaster is not caused by my Shaolin Temple. It is God's will that allowed the Ming Dynasty to have a Marquis of Fu'an!"

Looking at Fang Yuan, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng who were fighting desperately, although the Shaolin Temple might be about to be destroyed, the monk Wuxiang felt a sense of comfort for no reason.

There is no problem with the vision of Wuxiang, his senior brothers Wusese and Wuwo in choosing their disciples.

If Zhu Chengwu had not suddenly appeared, there would be no problem for Shaolin Temple to be passed down to this generation.

It's not all Shaolin Temple's fault.

There really is a Zhu Chengwu in the world!
Thinking of this, the eyes of the formless monk showed determination, and the real image of the golden bell under his control changed for the first time after it took shape in the Great Hall of the Buddha.

When~~

Along with a loud noise, an invisible ripple spread in all directions, and as the Formless Divine Monk desperately tried to increase his power, this invisible ripple actually pushed the surrounding scorching sun fire back several feet.

"Drink~~"

Then, accompanied by an old and resolute shout from the formless monk, the real shadow of the golden bell in the main hall began to leave its original position and crashed towards Zhu Chengwu.

Although his vision was blocked by the flames, Zhu Chengwu's spiritual aura could not be concealed from the formless monk whose soul was merging with the Shaolin luck.

This method of integrating the soul into the Shaolin Temple's destiny is also the most drastic way for the old formless monk to increase his own strength.

"Okay, okay!"

Zhu Chengwu, who noticed the changes in the scene and the determination to die of Wuxiang, Fangyuan, Fangzheng and Fangsheng, was not afraid at all. Instead, he shouted in surprise.

Although the blazing fire covering dozens of miles around Mount Shaoshi was the result of Zhu Chengwu pushing the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm to its extreme, it was not the only form of the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm.

Blazing Sun Fiery Palm, it’s a palm!
The blazing fire that covered dozens of miles around Mount Shaoshi was just Zhu Chengwu's deliberate attempt to disperse the power of the blazing sun fire in order to eliminate other ordinary monks in the Shaolin Temple.

Now the outbursts of Wuxiang, Fangyuan, Fangzheng and Fangsheng were just right for Zhu Chengwu to try out the true form of the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm when it was fully unleashed.

Having made up his mind, Zhu Chengwu used the "Zhichi Tianya" skill, which was as strong as the twelfth level of the Golden Bell Cover, and leaped into the air.

Then, with the help of the Supreme Grand Master's supernatural power, he floated in the air for a short time.

With the help of his spiritual perception, the formless monk sensed that Zhu Chengwu had left the place and rose into the air, but he was instantly blinded.

Zhu Chengwu's response made the Wuxiang Divine Monk and others, who had burst out with all their strength and tried to die together and make Zhu Chengwu pay the price, become a joke.

After all, their realms are not as good as Zhu Chengwu's, and the gap in hard power is too great. Even with the help of Shaolin's luck, the lightness skills of Wuxiang Shenseng and others are far inferior to Zhu Chengwu's.

With the help of Shaolin's luck, the Wuxiang Divine Monk can only increase his strongest martial art, the Golden Bell Cover, to the equivalent of the twelfth level of strength. As for other attack and body movement martial arts, even with the blessing of luck, they can at most be increased to a level comparable to the tenth and eleventh levels of the Golden Bell Cover.

There is a huge gap between his strength and Zhu Chengwu's "Zhichi Tianya", which is comparable to the twelfth level of Golden Bell Cover.

Again, Zhu Chengwu's current strength is all-round. Even if others use various means and employ various forbidden techniques and secret skills to match Zhu Chengwu's strength in one of the most outstanding aspects, the gap in other aspects will expose their true colors and they will be crushed by Zhu Chengwu.

Just like the Wuxiang Divine Monk and others now!

"Marquis Fu'an, you are so called invincible, but you can only hide and not dare to face the enemy head-on?"

The helpless Wuxiang Divine Monk had no choice but to roar towards the sky, trying to force Zhu Chengwu to give up his physical skills and airspace advantages, and land on the ground to fight head-on with them who had already used all kinds of desperate means.

The terrifying roar of the Wuxiang Divine Monk even reached the ears of Wang Taoshan, Yang Yanwu, Cui Shuyun and others who had already left Shaoshi Mountain.

When they heard the sound, they couldn't help but look at each other!

Is the formless monk so powerful?

Or is the Shaolin Temple’s foundation really that strong?

It was actually possible for the Wuxiang Divine Monk, who was beaten and fled in fear by Marquis Fu'an 25 years ago, to have greatly increased strength now, and to engage in a head-on battle with Zhu Chengwu, who was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire covering dozens of miles, and even forced Zhu Chengwu to dodge to avoid his attack.

“Senior Wuxiang, don’t worry. I will send you down right away to reunite with Senior Wuse, Senior Wuwo, and all the monks in Duoling!”

Just as Wang Taoshan and others were racking their brains and secretly shocked by the heritage of Shaolin Temple, Zhu Chengwu's reply had already echoed within a radius of a hundred miles.

One of the purposes of Zhu Chengwu's all-out outburst this time is to let the world witness the difference between nuclear weapons and star destroyers. Therefore, Zhu Chengwu will naturally not turn a blind eye or a deaf ear to the terrifying roar of the formless monk.

"The blazing sun and blazing fire will destroy the world!"

Although Zhu Chengwu could have killed the Wuxiang Divine Monk and others who had already used their desperate forbidden techniques with his lightness skills that were far superior to those of the Wuxiang Divine Monk and others, Zhu Chengwu finally chose to face it head-on.

Just a formless divine monk and just some Shaolin luck!
Zhu Chengwu stretched out his palm, and countless blazing flames gathered with his movement.

Finally, a huge flaming palm formed in the air.

This palm is hundreds of meters long and wide. Among the five fingers, the longest middle finger is more than two hundred meters long, and the shortest thumb is also hundreds of meters long.

At the same time, there is a huge fire snake coiled on each finger.

After this giant flaming palm took shape at an extremely fast speed, Zhu Chengwu pressed it down towards the Wuxiang Divine Monk and others below.

At this time, the Wuxiang Divine Monk and others were bound by the inexplicable rules of fire and could not dodge at all, and could only face the attack head-on.

This is the power of martial arts above the true grandmaster!
As the two sides approached, the giant flaming snakes on the five fingers of the giant flaming palm moved first, climbing in the air and biting the four people including the formless monk.

Among them, the formless monk received special attention, attracting two giant flaming snakes to attack.

Just as Wuxiang, Fangyuan, Fangzheng and Fangsheng were struggling with the giant flaming snake, the entire giant flaming palm pressed down.

Boom~~~
After a loud bang, the world suddenly became quiet.

Even though they had used all sorts of desperate means, facing the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm, which was above the Grandmaster level, Wuxiang and the others could only struggle with the giant flaming snake that came with the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm. Facing the attack of the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm itself, Wuxiang and the others were powerless to resist.

The Golden Bell Cover of the twelfth level was also shattered on the spot by the attack that was stronger than the real grandmaster.

(End of this chapter)