All Heavens Strongest Academy

The helm of the World Society, in the great hall.

“What do you say? Shaolin Temple has more than 1000 monks killed at the World Society, and there are a lot of Innate Realm masters, and many Grandmaster masters?”

Listening to the answers from Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, Xiong Ba’s eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his complexion became gloomy.

Shaolin Temple’s strength is somewhat beyond his expectations.

“Go down first and arrange for someone to meet the Shaolin Temple monks.”

Xiong Ba waved and let Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng leave, not at all panic.

“Society Head, the more than 1000 monks beheaded and killed many Sects with Grandmaster masters along the way. The strength is unfathomable and they have to guard against …”

After Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng left, they all wore a black clothed silhouette and confessed again.

With Xiong Ba’s formidable person character, it is naturally impossible to listen only to the obituary of Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng. He also has his own intelligence channel.

“Old man, I am also very interested in Shaolin Temple now.”

The corner of Xiong Ba’s mouth outlines a trace of cold arc.

Before he ignored Shaolin Temple, it was because Shaolin Temple was insignificant. The prestige in the rivers and lakes was not as good as a Second-Rate Sect, but now Shaolin Temple has become a major obstacle for him to rule the Martial Arts Circle.

He must be removed.

“Notify Tianchi Shi 2 Sha, let them prepare, and then adjust 10000 World Society disciple.”

Xiong Ba sneered.

At that time, the sword Assassin and the first Assassin Organization in the Martial Arts Circle battled 7 days and 7 nights. The only killer of 108 killers was martial arts highest heaven. Chi Shi 2 was able to escape, and this Tian Chi 2 1 had been secretly subdued by him.

If Shaolin Temple has been hidden in the dark, he may be afraid of a few points. Now that Shaolin Temple is back in the arena, he has a way to deal with Shaolin Temple.

“Society Head is bad. Those monks from Shaolin Temple went straight to the mountain.”

At this moment, a tall hat with a feather fan in his hand, blushing, a somewhat slender silhouette, and came in panic.

This person is really the ugly left and right hands of Xiong Ba, Chief Steward of the World Society.

“It seems they are not good at coming!”

Xiong Ba said angrily, dark said.

In the past, the World Society hit other Sects, but now Sect blatantly hits their World Society.

“Let me see.”

After Xiong Ba said, dragon walk, tiger steps went outside.

He is very confident in his strength. If it was the Martial Arts Circle myth Wuming, or if the former swordsman arrived here, he would still be afraid of Xiong Ba.

Shaolin Temple’s strength is indeed beyond his desire, but it is not beyond his control.

Are there more than 1000 monks?

Their World Society’s disciples have been over 10000, and now there are hundreds of thousands of disciple, and only 10000 disciple are stationed at the total helm of the World Society.

There is only one factor that can really determine the victory of the World Society and Shaolin Temple. Is he Xiong Ba stronger or Shaolin Temple’s master stronger?

“Xiong Ba, in the past decades, your World Society has been madly expanding its forces. There have been 4 expeditions and numerous extinguish sects. We should have eradicated you, but mercy, my Buddha. Today we are at Shaolin Temple in front of heroes. I blame you for 100 sticks. I hope you will learn from it, put down the butcher knife, and take good care of the World Society for the benefit of the world. “

Abbot Ku Cheng also did not give Xiong Ba the host a chance to speak, and directly announced Shaolin Temple’s verdict on Xiong Ba.

Although they had the confidence to kill Xiong Ba, it was easier to establish the majesty of their Shaolin Temple by keeping a living Xiong Ba.

If Xiong Ba is dead, there must be many people who slander Xiong Ba. All of Xiong Ba’s achievements are attributed to luck. Their Shaolin Temple can only get the reputation of beheading one of the Martial Arts Circle ambitions.

If Xiong Ba isn’t dead, after this time of Shaolin Temple’s blow, Xiong Ba’s prestige in the rivers and lakes will be thousand zhang. Those who were afraid of Xiong Ba before, but who would be hindered by Xiong Ba’s prestige, will definitely avenge Xiong Ba.

When these people lose one after another in the hands of Xiong Ba, the prestige of Xiong Ba will increase again, and the prestige of their Shaolin Temple will further increase.

“You are Abbot Shaolin Temple?”

Xiong Ba stands with his hands in his hands, opens a pair of tiger eyes and looks at Abbot Ku Cheng coldly, his tone full of faint killing.

What is Shaolin Temple when he is Xiong Ba?

When it comes to punishment, you punish him, and you want to hit him with 100 sticks. Do you really think they are Shaolin Temple invincible in the whole world?

“Let the husband try your power. Is there such a tone?”

Xiong Ba said, the hands behind him had a transparent energy body.

Three Parts Return to Essence Qi!

Xiong Ba ’s tricks, Heavenly Frosting Fist, Wind-God Leg, and Cloud Parting Palm are all three unique and tightly matched. Under the three techniques, they are violently beaten from different directions, and complement each other internally and externally. Bigger nature, endless life.

Xiong Ba separated the Three Parts Return to Essence Qi to his three disciple parts, all of which made Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng 3 people to make a name on the rivers and lakes. It is conceivable that Three Parts Return to Essence Qi What a martial arts.

“Boom~”

The 10000 World Society disciple rushed around like a torrent of torrents and surrounded more than 1000 monks.

“My husband gives you a chance to play fair.”

Xiong Ba is confident and domineering.

“Ten 8 Bronze Men!”

It ’s a pity that Abbot Ku Cheng and the others are more decisive than Xiong Ba wants. There is no nonsense at all. Eighteen people flew from the Shaolin Temple team and turned into eighteen golden Little Giants to surround Xiong Ba. .

Eighteen golden twinkles, exuding the breath of terrifying and forming a layer of terrifying force, sealed all the directions of Xiong Ba, the breeze was blowing, and the eighteen linen trousers were also gently swaying.

“It didn’t break, it was really good!”

Abbot Ku Cheng and the others were sighed slightly in relief, so they focused their attention completely on Xiong Ba in the Formation.

“Ten eight big Grandmasters?”

The external master is different from the Inner Cultivation master. The external master does not explode. Even the powerhouse of Realm can hardly perceive the strength of the other Realm. The sudden outbreak of Abbot Ku Cheng and the others makes Xiong Ba’s face green.

He’s just the Grandmaster Realm.

Now he is directly surrounded by eighteen Grandmasters, which is even more abominable. These eighteen people also use Formula to deal with him!

“All big Grandmasters?”

The forces of Sect who came to watch were also shocked and shocked.

On today’s rivers and lakes, the most powerful powerhouse on the bright side is the master of the Grand Grandmaster level. The reason why the World Society has expanded so wildly is because of the powerful strength of Xiong Ba. No one is his opponent, and it cannot stop the expansion of the World Society. pace of.

The World Society’s 10000 disciple is even more frightened and afraid to shoot.

“Masters, please wait …”

Xiong Ba quickly put away Three Parts Return to Essence Qi. He originally thought that Shaolin Temple had at most one Grand Grandmaster or two Grand Grandmasters. He used the Grand Grand Late Late Realm for several ordinary Grand Grandmasters.

However, how could he not think that there are ten or eighty foreign masters, and that they have also practiced the Eighty-eight Bronze Men? How does this make him fight?

“Three Parts Return to Essence Qi !”

Xiong Ba loudly roared, surrounded by a transparent energy hood.

“Masters, calm down …”

Xiong Ba anxiously said.

“ka-cha ~”

The only answer to him was the stick figure of the sky, and a crackling sound like glass.

“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” …

No one responded to Xiong Ba at all. The golden stick condensed in the sky was like a torrential rain and fell on the body of Xiong Ba. Xiong Ba did not even hold ten breaths and was covered by the sky ’s stick figure. force.