Extreme Yama System

A terrifying scene appeared. I saw that the old monk actually had a faint golden halo around his body, which seemed to be invisible, but he blocked all the hundreds of feather arrows that were shot at him half a foot away. On a layer of iron wall, he could not be hurt at all!

What kind of work is this? What are those golden halos? To actually stand in the same place and let the arrows shoot casually? Is it still human?

"Amitabha! All black-clothed donors, hurry up and retreat!"

"What to retreat? Who dares to let them retreat before things are done? Sweeping monks, they didn't burn your temple, did you jump out and want to bully the younger? This kind of thing has always been liked by Benjun. What, are you robbing Benjun's show?"

Half-lying in the air, holding a jug in one hand and swinging a folding fan with a red flower skull in the other, Xue Wusuan with a playful expression slowly floated down. It was a bit unexpected for the sweeping monk to suddenly run out. This monk seems to take Shaolin very seriously.

"Meet Lord Yama! Lord Sheng'an!"

More than 4,000 members of the Shennong Gang threw their heads and bowed, each with a fanatical demeanor, and the spirits that had been frightened by the sweeping monks were rekindled with pride. Their gods are here, is there any existence in the world that can make them fear?

No!

Anyone can hear and see that this fairy-like figure falling from the sky is the real controller of the Shennong Gang. Those fanatical expressions and voices, coupled with this incredible way of appearing, made the hearts of the martial arts heroes who had just ignited their hopes of survival sink again.

"Amitabha. Donor, the poor monk doesn't know that these are your subordinates. Please give the poor monk a face. How about just letting this matter go?"

Xue Wusuan smiled and said, "Monk sweeping the floor, do you have such a big face?"

"The poor monk thought, yes!"

"Hehe." Xue Wusuan smiled but didn't answer. He raised his hand to draw in the air, a two-foot-square black talisman was inscribed in the air by him, and then raised his hand to hit the nervous crowd at will. Sweeping monk secretly wanted to stop it, but unexpectedly, the spell was as fast as lightning, and he had no way to stop it.

"Crack! Crack!"

There was a sudden explosion of thunder, and dozens of thunders appeared out of thin air in the sky, each with the thickness of an arm! Hit it on the head! Like rain! Like a waterfall!

In just three breaths, everyone within the twenty-foot radius of the thunderbolt swept away, regardless of the level of martial arts, all disappeared, leaving only a thick layer of gray-black coke powder on the ground, and the coke that gradually dispersed in the air. Smelly.

All this happened so fast, no one knew how many people were in that twenty-zhang dead place just now. He just shrank his neck subconsciously and looked up at the sky from time to time, fearful in his heart, wondering if those black thunderbolts would also appear on his head and then smash down.

"Monk sweeping the floor, what you just said I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

The casual and contemptuous tone, the sound is not loud, but it is like a thunderbolt, bombarding everyone's hearts. The old monk's method of ignoring the feather arrow just now was shocked by them, and he felt that it was not human power. What was the thunder just now? God's means?

The fanatical members of the Shennong Gang all had crazy expressions, red eyes, and madly shouting the words "Master Yama".

The monk sweeping the floor was also extremely horrified. He had been in contact with Xue Wusuan for a month. Knowing that this person's martial arts are unfathomable, he is definitely not an opponent. But have you ever seen it resort to such unreasonable cruel methods? !

Thunder! That is Tianwei! Is it also something that a warrior can control?

Not to mention those second- and third-rate warriors who were not slaughtered, even if the sweeping monk himself was in that dead place, he would definitely not be spared. No matter how good the Qing Gong, how strong the body protection qi is? Can you beat the Thunder faster? Can you stop Tianwei?

At this point, the floor-sweeping monk realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were. He actually used his own realm to secretly figure out Xue Wusuan's level. It is also cheeky that Xue Wusuan will sell himself a thin noodles. Nowadays, people are like a big man who bows his head and looks down. Will he give face to a crawling ant?

"Amitabha Buddha. Donor, the poor monk is talking too much. Please forgive Shaolin this time."

Xue Wu ignored it. In his opinion, monks should eat fast and recite Buddha's teachings. What are you doing in this pool of blood in the martial arts? He has also been the leader of martial arts for hundreds of years. This has to be said to be extremely ridiculous. It also shows that these monks are not "empty" in their hearts, and they also attach great importance to this vanity.

"Monk sweeping the floor. I think that your encounter is quite strange, and your martial arts are also the best in the world. That's why I have always been good at persuading you. Don't you think this is the cause and effect that Shaolin himself found? If the monks are honest and honest. Li Buddha does not ask bloody, how can today’s things happen? This gentleman is helping you to regenerate Shaolin Nirvana.”

At this point, the surrounding Shennong gang members still couldn't understand. Immediately, the killing started again, ignoring this strange monk who was called "the world's best martial arts" by Lord Yama.

"Donor, are you really unwilling to show mercy?"

"Life and death are trivial matters. Monk, why don't you look away?" Xue Wusuan just looked around and killed. As if nothing had happened, he answered the words of the sweeping monk.

"That poor monk can only fight to the death, because of the kindness that Shaolin has given to the poor monk for decades."

"Master, the disciples are also willing to help Master!" Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, who should have been brainwashed by the sweeper, actually walked out and stood behind the sweeper.

"Father, how could such a thing be without a child?" Qiao Feng also stood behind the floor sweeper with a smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Father and son recognized each other, even in the face of the abyss, Qiao Feng would not sit idly by.

It's just that Murong Fu didn't come out, but looked at everything in front of him with a sneer. He secretly thought in his heart: My father didn't know what means he was used to by this demon monk, but he would rather give up his long-cherished wish to revive Dayan and become a monk, and he would also be an enemy of Lord Yama? Worth mentioning, since you can't stop it, then let it be fate. I can't join. In such a situation, the Shennong Gang has already won. After the Shennong Gang unifies the martial arts of the Central Plains, their strength will skyrocket again, and Lord Yama will surely fulfill his promise to help my Murong family recover Dayan!

Murong Fu trembled with excitement when he thought that the dream that generations had been pursuing would be realized in his own hands. There is nothing else in sight.

"Big brother! I'll help you!"

"Big brother, and me!"

There were two more violent shouts, but Xu Zhu and Duan Yu jumped out, both of them looked at Xue Wusuan on guard, looking at their posture, they were going to follow Qiao Feng and fight against Xue Wusuan.

The three heroes of Tianlong? Xiao Yuanshan Murong Bo? And the sweeper?

To be honest, Xue Wusuan was really stunned for a moment. For Tianlong Sanxiong, he has always held goodwill. Never wanted to intercept their chance or end their legend in the past. He just wanted to build as much power as possible so that he could take over the world by himself.

Now, Sanxiong has actually united with three other top experts, and resolutely stood on the opposite side of him. This made Xue Wusuan feel a strong sense of irony.

"Brother Qiao, come back soon! You can't beat my eldest brother!" Azhu, who was beside him, was in a hurry and wanted to rush over, but was held back by several female guards of the Shennong Gang.

Xue Wusuan glanced at Azhu, then snorted coldly.

"Let's go together, lest you die and be unwilling."