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Text Chapter 303: Sword Challenge with Shaolin (End)

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    When all the Shaolin disciples gathered around, all six old monks died. Except for Fang Zui and Fang Shan who were carried aside before, the remaining five and Fang Zheng, a total of six people, all died under Lin Han's sword.  Down.

    Fang Zui was slapped to death with a palm, Fang Shan was split in half with a sword, Fang Zheng's heart was broken open by the tear-stained sword and then knocked on the bluestone, his brain burst and died on the spot. The other two old monks were killed by Lin Han with sword energy.  Pierce the throat.

    But the most miserable thing is the three old monks who were almost destroyed by Lin Han after they formed the "Difa (Lun)".  Those three people were first cut off by Lin Han, and then chopped in half by the Tears' Sword, almost dying of pain.

    In an instant, the eight remaining monks of the ¡®Fang¡¯ generation in the Shaolin sect were all dead.  If you add in the three monks of the 'Fang' generation who had killed in Yinyue Valley, Lin Han had already completed eleven consecutive kills.  Almost relying entirely on his own efforts, he eliminated the eleven monks of the "Fang" generation and destroyed the Shaolin sect.

    Of course, Monk Fang is not the carrot of Mo Yan¡¯s family, and not everyone can pull it out. After the battle, Lin Han was hit in the back by a chain, and Lin Han was also seriously injured.

    Fortunately, all six Shaolin masters who could threaten him have been eliminated, and Lin Han is finally completely relieved.  Monk Juehai may be considered good among the younger generation, but he is far from comparable to Fang Zheng and others.

    Even though he was injured, if Lin Han wanted to crush Jue Hai to death, it would not be much more difficult than crushing an ant to death.

    After collecting the corpses of the monks, the disciples and grandsons of Shaolin were excited and looked at Lin Han with hatred. However, under the suppression of Monk Juehai, no one dared to act recklessly.

    Of course, Monk Jue Hai does not have such great prestige, but after the death of the old monk, Shaolin is facing a situation where "there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys dominate the mountains", and all Shaolin disciples have to regard Jue Hai as their backbone.

    What's more, Lin Han killed six eminent monks, and his momentum reached its peak. The lessons learned from the past were shocking. Although the Shaolin disciples were angry, no one dared to blame Lin Han.

    "The Taoist Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, the Infinite Heavenly Lord"

    Taoist Chongxu looked at Fang Zheng's tragic situation, and for some reason, a feeling of "sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox" suddenly surged in his heart.  Suppressing the inappropriate emotion with all his strength, he rushed to Lin Han's side and asked with concern: "Leader, are you okay?"

    At this time, Chongxu got closer and saw a blood mark as thick as an arm on Lin Han's back. The blood mark almost penetrated Lin Han's entire back. It was exactly what Fang Zheng had hit with the chain before.

    "It's okay," Lin Han said with a smile, "It's just a small injury, it won't have much impact."

    Looking at the silent Jue Hai, Lin Han said: "The overall situation has been decided. Fang Zheng and the six people were defeated and died tragically. Lin is also very helpless. You must also know that masters cannot be merciful at all in a game. I'm sorry, Lin."  Can¡¯t hold back.¡±

    As a notary, Chongxu also asked: "Senior brother Fang Zheng died in the battle. According to the previous agreement, Shaolin must disperse the disciples, and if there are those who are willing to go to the south, the alliance leader will not stay in trouble. I don't know if Senior Nephew Hai is there."  objection?"

    Biting his mouth tightly and looking at the Shaolin disciples who were either angry or hopeful, Juehai closed his eyes in pain, broke his mouth, and let the blood flow without realizing it.

    Lin Han and Chongxu looked at each other and did not rush. Instead, they waited leisurely for Monk Juehai's decision.

    There was silence in the square. After a while, Monk Juehai opened his eyes. He was neither sad nor happy. He looked at Lin Han and Lin Han silently and said solemnly: "People can't stand without faith, let alone monks who don't lie.  Since my master has made a contract with you two, Juehai must abide by it."

    Slowly turning his head, Juehai looked at the thousands of Shaolin disciples with pain, and said in a deep voice: "From today on, there will be no more Songshan Shaolin Temple or Shaolin sect in the world. If there is anyone who is willing to accompany you in life and death, I, Juehai, will  I swear here that we will carry out the relics' journey to Jiulian Mountain in Putian, Fujian Province with everyone supporting us in accordance with our ancestor's last wish."

    "I am willing to follow you to the death"

    "I am willing to follow you to the death"

    "Follow me to the death"

    "Want to follow you"

    Lin Han and Chongxu looked at each other and had to say that even in the face of such a catastrophe, there were still many disciples who would never leave. It was indeed worthy of being a thousand-year-old temple, and its heritage was indeed rich.

    However, Lin Han didn't intend to just watch Jue Hai win over people's hearts.  Facing many Shaolin disciples who were not very determined, Lin Han said loudly: "Everyone, please listen to this leader."

    As he spoke, under the suppression of Lin Han's powerful skills, the square that was noisy just now fell silent, and everyone felt a pressure so powerful that it was suffocating.

    Lin Hanzheng said: "Everyone, some people were originally willing to follow Jue Hai to Jiulian Mountain in Putian, live a secluded life, and die from old age, and Lin had no objection. However, now that foreign enemies invade the border and insult our Chinese nation, although you all are willing to  He is a monk, but first of all he is a man."

    Listening to Lin Han¡¯s shouting, Juehai¡¯s face instantly becameIt was ugly. He clenched his fists tightly, trying not to let the anger in his heart vent.

    Lin Han asked angrily: "You are so strong-willed, can't you do your part for the country? Do your part for the people? Are you willing to bear the infamy of 'collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country' rather than redeeming your merits? No."  Are you willing to wash away the bad reputation that should not have been shouldered by you in the first place?"

    "I know that there are only a few people who collaborate with the enemy and betray the country, and most of you are innocent." Lin Han sighed and said, "So, this alliance leader would rather endure the siege of the six masters, but also do everything possible to leave it to you.  This last chance gives you a chance to live forever and a chance to atone for your sins."

    "Why am I willing to risk my life to sign such an unfavorable contract under a good situation? Haven't you thought about it? I am fighting for you to give you a chance to redeem your sins."

    Lin Han shouted and asked: "Do you really want my good intentions to go to waste? Are you not touched at all?"

    "This alliance leader hereby promises: As long as you break away from the Shaolin Sect and are willing to go to the battlefield to atone for your sins, if you have merit, you will be rewarded equally." Lin Han threw out his trump card.

    Taoist Chongxu looked at Lin Han with admiration and sighed deeply.

    Under Lin Han¡¯s speech, one after another, the remaining Shaolin disciples who had not made a choice finally calmed down, with longing hidden in their eyes.  They are still young, they don¡¯t want to die alone, they still want to make achievements, all they need to do is grow their hair and return to the world.

    Even among the people who were originally willing to follow Jue Hai to the south, a small number of people began to waver.

    Lin Han gave his last suggestion: "If you really don't think highly of Mr. Lin, then Mr. Lin promises again that he is willing to pay part of the severance pay to help you settle down and start a family. When you think about it, you can do anything for the nation at any time.  It's something within my power. The price required is just not to be out of sight of the martial arts alliance."

    As soon as Lin Han finished speaking, someone finally made up his mind, came to Jue Hai in shame, opened his mouth, and finally left a word of "I'm sorry", turned around and disappeared into the crowd on the other side.

    With the first person taking the lead, more people forgot their previous vows and turned to another camp in shame.

    When there were less than a hundred people left on Juehai's side, Lin Han smiled and signaled to Taoist Chongxu.

    Taoist Chongxu smiled knowingly, took out a loud arrow from his arms, and shot it into the air with a bang, exploding into a cluster of brilliant colors.

    Waiting, everyone is waiting.

    A quarter of an hour later, people rushed over one after another.

    "First of all, there are Ding Mian, Lu Bai, Fei Bin, Li Ji and others. They have profound skills and faster speeds.  After that came the Wu Yueying disciples led by Xu Zheng, and finally the ordinary disciples and the disciples from other sects who came to support.

    When the large army arrived, Lin Han gave an order and all the Shaolin disciples were put to death.

    Under Lin Han's order, a group of Wuyue disciples were sent to escort the surrendered Shaolin disciples away in batches. They also whispered a few words to Lu Bai and Xu Zheng, asking them to appease those people.

    When everything was arranged, only the Wuyue people who had the absolute advantage and Jue Hai and other hundreds of Shaolin disciples who were determined to go all the way were left in the square.

    Arriving in front of Jue Hai, Lin Han smiled and said: "Brother Jue Hai, please follow Lin to the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion."

    "What do you mean? Do you want to bully me and wait for this?" Juehai's veins popped up on his forehead and he was furious.  Even the other hundred die-hard Shaolin disciples roared angrily.

    "Quiet, why are you making noise?" Fei Bin yelled, suppressing everyone's voices, "Don't you all want to die? This has turned the world upside down."

    "you¡­¡­"

    Seeing that Fei Bin was taking the opportunity to kill someone, Juehai's face turned pale. He looked at the remaining hundred or so flames and sighed. Despite the humiliation, Juehai still lowered his head, "Okay, I just hope that the alliance leader will get '  After "The Seventy-Two Special Skills of Shaolin", if you can keep your promise and don't make things difficult for us anymore, otherwise, even if we are in a desperate situation, we will still have to support you when we die."

    "Haha, brother Juehai is over-thought. I have always had a good reputation and an excellent reputation. I never tell lies. I will let people go when I say I will let them go. I will never break my promise." Lin Han agreed happily.

    "Follow me." Juehai walked forward, just wanting to end it and leave as soon as possible.

    ~~~~~~

    In the Sutra Pavilion, Jue Hai stood aside in humiliation, while Ding Mian and Fei Bin excitedly counted the secret books one after another.  Lin Han was waiting and didn't care about the legendary 'seventy-two stunts'.

    Standing next to Lin Han, Taoist Chongxu looked at Ding Mian and Fei Bin with envy as they counted the secrets until their hands cramped.  Unfortunately, he knew that although the Wuyue Sect and the Wudang Sect cooperated happily and were in the honeymoon period, Lin Han would definitely not share these secrets with him, so that he could make some soup in the end.??Not bad.

    Who in the world doesn¡¯t want to give up the Shaolin Sect¡¯s ¡®Tibetan Scripture Pavilion¡¯ to Lian Wo?

    Lin Han is not the first to realize this dream, but he must be the last to realize it.

    From then on, Shaolin became famous

    Ding Mian finally looked up from the pile of secret books and said excitedly: "Yes, there are seventy-two books in one volume."

    Juehai looked at Lin Han expressionlessly: "Can you let us leave now?"

    Lin Han nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, but please leave Brother Juehai the secret book of the 'Heaven and Earth Subduing Circle' technique."

    Juehai's face changed instantly, but he finally reached into his arms and took out a secret book and handed it to Lin Han.  This only skill that could threaten Lin Han still fell into Lin Han's hands.

    With a wave of his hand, Lin Han said to Chongxu and Juehai: "I would like to ask you two to be witnesses. Lin will hereby say: All seventy-two stunts will be collected by Lin. From now on, these seventy-two skills will be collected by Lin."  The second stunt is jointly owned by the entire Jianghu. As long as someone contributes to Jianghu, a certain stunt can be considered."

    "Is this true?" Taoist Chongxu asked in surprise.

    Lin Han nodded: "Soon, the first batch of rewards will be distributed. People in the Jianghu who have made outstanding contributions to the fight against the Tatars in the past few years will have the opportunity to obtain a unique skill. Please also invite Senior Chongxu and  Brother Jue Hai conveys this to the entire Jianghu and supervises the leader of this alliance."

    Glancing at the bloodless Jue Hai, Lin Han felt disdainful in his heart: He wanted to use his 'seventy-two stunts' to stir up the hatred of the entire world against the Wuyue Sect. How could there be such a good thing?

    "Even former Shaolin disciples, as long as they are willing to grow their hair and return to secular life. As long as they make meritorious deeds, they can learn the 'seventy-two unique skills' that they were not qualified to learn in the Shaolin sect before." Lin Han pulled out the last stick that crushed the Shaolin sect.  Straw, Juehai staggered when he said it.

    "Very good," Juehai said in a trembling voice, "I hope the leader can keep his word and we will see you later."

    Looking at Jue Hai's back, Lin Han said loudly: "Hoover has done harm to people, so there is no need to keep this 'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion' anymore, just burn it down."

    Juehai paused, trembling all over and clenching his fists, but in the end he did not protest and quickened his pace to go out.

    "I'll do it," Fei Bin rushed to say, "the nephew is the most cheerful. I have wanted to set this fire for a long time."

    "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord" Chongxu Taoist looked at Lin Han and Fei Bin, the uncle and nephew, with mixed surprises, and laughed with satisfaction.

    "Do you want it?" Taoist Chongxu made a gesture of wiping his neck.

    Lin Han smiled and shook his head.

    Having seen through Taoist Chongxu¡¯s dirty thoughts, how could Lin Han be fooled by him?

    Although it would be a disaster to keep those people in Jue Hai, there are still thousands of Shaolin disciples who have surrendered. If Jue Hai is killed, wouldn't it chill people's hearts and cause unnecessary turmoil?

    Even in the short term, not only cannot he kill Jue Hai, but he must also protect his safety.

    Lin Han¡¯s eyes were cold: Jue Hai wanted to be killed, but it couldn¡¯t be done by the Wuyue faction, not even the person from Kuishan Villa. It seemed like a good plan was needed

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