Although there are not a few decent masters, there are many people and some are even very prestigious.

This Zhang Tiezhang is one of them.

When I saw the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, I saw several people stopping the team.

"Young Master Linghu, something is not good. We found out that Shaolin Temple is now empty and there is no monk! They have all moved to the darkness at the foot of the mountain, just wait for us to go up the mountain to catch turtles in a jar!"

The young man in front of him was panting and pale.

The rest of them nodded.

"Where is the Holy Aunt?"

Linghu Chong changed his expression and asked hurriedly.

"It was also transferred out!" the young man said angrily, "I heard two monks talking about it, saying that after we went up the mountain, blocking the mountain road, we would kill the Saint Aunt first, then catch us all in one go, and then destroy the Saint Cult. I hurried back and convey the message."

"What?"

"Bold, arrogant!"

"Shaolin deserves to die!"

"Everyone, since you know their plan, you will destroy them all with one blow!"

The heroes began to clamor.

Linghu Chong was very calm. He asked several masters of light skills to go up the mountain to inquire. After he came back, he said that Shaolin Temple was empty, and everyone was even more indignant and extremely angry.

If they enter the mountain and are besieged, they will become turtles in the jar and be slaughtered.

"I really want to catch us all in one go?"

Linghu Chong hesitated.

The others were angry: "Young Master Linghu, in order to save you, the Saint Aunt is alone in Shaolin. Now she is about to be killed. Why are you hesitating? Did the Saint Aunt misread you?"

The reason why Linghu Chong is so proud is because of the Saint Aunt.

Without the Saint Aunt, Linghu Chong is nothing to them!

Now seeing Linghu Chong hesitating, each of them looked bad.
Chapter completed!