Global Super Martial Arts: Start with a Hundred Times Understanding

The shadows of sticks cover the sky, but they are well arranged, triggering a storm of vitality, blocking all escape routes, and it is difficult for gods and demons to escape under one blow.

At this time, the old monk in front also moved.

"Subduing Demon God's Palm!" He swarmed out with all his strength, turned into a palm print and slapped Jiang Ming's chest. Not only did it not destroy the stick shadow's dao rhyme, but it made the attack even more terrifying.

Jiang Ming condensed his energy into a sword, swiped in the air, and a monstrous killing air gushed out, cutting off the shadows of sticks all over the sky, and all the people flew out during the power shock.

"Impossible!" The old monk also flew upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the sword mark on his chest that almost cut him in half, and his face was extremely ugly.

"The Tathagata Demon Subduing Formation, plus the blow I cast with the secret technique, even the grand master couldn't resist it. You actually, unexpectedly broke it with just one blow, and severely injured me." He seemed to have seen a ghost.

Jiang Ming didn't answer, the long sword in his hand shattered, and with a wave of his hand, it turned into the fastest and sharpest flying blades in the world, sinking into the eyebrows.

Even the old monk in front of him didn't dodge, his eyebrows were pierced, his eyes stared at Jiang Ming, the corner of his mouth moved and he fell to the ground and died.

Jiang Ming looked up at the sky, then lifted his clothes, stepped on the steps, and walked up.

Already gathered a large number of onlookers are all shocked.

"The big formation composed of thirty-six innate stick monks, even the grand master can resist, was broken by a sword, am I dazzled or dreaming? No matter how strong he is, he can't be so strong, right? !"

"Strong horror, strong heart palpitations."

"Who knows that old monk? If you know, you will feel even more terrifying. He is Guangfa Chan Master, and his qualifications are frighteningly old. Although he is not in the realm of a great master, he is also the top master. After using the secret method, he will definitely be able to Fighting against the grand master, even with the stick array, he was knocked into the air, and he was killed with a single blow."

"My blood boils when I see it."

"It's not just the heat that's boiling, everyone's already wet!"

After a moment of silence, there were endless exclamations.

Those who come to watch the battle are all strong.

This kind of fighting scene, the inhuman combat power, and the incomparably fast battle are incredible.

Even Lu Yuan is the same, he sighed: "I thought that after the breakthrough, he was close to his strength, but now it seems that the gap is getting bigger and bigger. He has supreme power with a single blow, it seems It is the descending of the Valkyrie, God's own son."

"Yes!" Jin Baotou pursed his red lips, his eyes were a little hazy, "This thigh is too thick."

"Whether his thighs are thick or not, you should know best." Lu Yuan said strangely.

Catcher Jin gave him a sideways glance, and quickly caught up.

"Brother Jiang has another little fan girl!" Lu Yuan squeezed his chin, "Xiaolan is one, and Princess Ninth looks at him very differently, that proud son of heaven has a better talent in martial arts than me A peerless talented woman, she was subdued in just a few contacts, and he didn't even know it. And this little pepper, who wants to be a god catcher, must have Brother Jiang's image in her heart."

"Envy, I'm so envious, why doesn't any of these amazing women fall in love with me? Or, in the future, I will show the demeanor of a great master? See if there are no beauties upside down? There must be, there must be more than one, it should be said that there are countless .”

Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing at the thought of the beauty, he moved his feet, and was more than ten meters away, and quickly chased after him.

Other powerhouses also climbed up the stairs one after another.

Dalin Temple is located in Yunshan Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, with sandalwood incense curling up, and the sound of bells seems to be there, which is quite peaceful.

On the side of the railing, there are several great monks leaning over to watch.

When they saw that the stick array was broken and Chan Master Guangfa was killed, they all bowed their heads and recited Amitabha Buddha.

"Abbot, the devil is too strong, what should I do?"

All the other monks looked at the monk in the middle. He was the abbot of Dalin Temple, Zen Master Pudu, with a shiny bald head and a white beard floating on his chest. He was counting Buddhist beads and chanting unknown scriptures.

At this moment, there was a slight pause.

"Amitabha, it's not too strong, but stronger than imagined." The abbot twirled the beads again, his voice was extremely low, "The previous arrangement won't work, and if we want to suppress this demon, we can only put aside all calculations and unite with all parties. Junior Brother Puguang, Junior Brother Pufa, you two will lead them all to the palace of Baiyuntai, where we will cast down the demons."

"Brothers and brothers, we have already analyzed Jiang Ming's temperament. This person will take revenge. Once he makes a move, he will kill him. Don't take any chances."

"He came and walked very slowly along the way. He was building momentum and accumulating strength. He came with the purpose of destroying our sect."

"If this battle is not won, the thousand-year foundation will be destroyed, and we will have no face to meet the Buddha."

"If you don't win, you die!"

"Invincible, we are the sinners of the sect."

"Do everything to kill this demon!"

Abbot Pudu jumped away.

Everyone else followed.

Stepping on the steps, passing the gazebo, and crossing the viewing platform, to Jiang Ming's surprise, there was nothing to stop him.

Finally, he looked to a huge platform in front of him, with a big clock on one side, and a monk bumped into it, humming.

Nine large cauldrons were lined up one after another on the ground in the middle, with Buddha incense as thick as a child's arm inserted on them, and the smoke was like a column, straight into the sky.

There were densely packed monks standing around, all holding steel rods, glaring at him, wishing they could come forward to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Right in front is a row of great monks.

Behind it is a very solemn hall, in which there are a large number of novice monks sitting cross-legged and reciting the scriptures of subjugating demons.

Jiang Ming finally stopped in front.

Glancing at it, my heart shook.

"As expected of the Dalin Temple, a thousand-year-old ancient temple, there is probably no other sect in the world that can match its heritage!" Jiang Ming praised.

The stick monks around are all innate.

How incredible.

In addition, there are a total of twelve master masters, and there are two other grand masters.

This is the accumulation of Dalin Temple.

It's just that this battle, Jiang Ming also understood that it was a battle with all his strength to destroy him.

At the same time, he also sensed that there are many powerful people hidden in the hall, obviously different from the breath of the monks in Dalin Temple.

The Sun Moon Demon Cult? Northern barbarians? Prince's people? Invite strong men from other forces?

It doesn't matter.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Pudu, I am the abbot, and I have seen the benefactor!" The abbot Pudu stepped forward, said the Buddha's name, and said seriously, "Benefactor Jiang, everything in the past is like a cloud of smoke, blown away by the wind, leaving no trace , can you expose the past? Karmic grievances, right and wrong, are nothing but illusions. Jiang benefactor, you can raise conditions!"

"Expose it? You said it lightly!" Jiang Ming laughed, "I have three conditions, if you agree, it's fine!"

"Please tell me!" Abbot Pudu was a little surprised, but he really didn't want to do it if he could.

After all, the previous record of the opponent was just heard, but the battle at the foot of the mountain made him see the real horror of Jiang Ming.

Simply inhuman.

"I have nothing to do with you in Dalin Temple. Outside the mountain city, your disciple Hui Jian attacked me. Although he is dead, this is your cause and effect; also outside the mountain city, the King Kong monk besieged and killed me. This is the second layer of karma; at the foot of the mountain, it’s fine if you don’t make amends, and you’ve made it clear that you’re attacking me for the third time, which is another layer of karma.” Jiang Ming explained the reason, “My life is very valuable, kill me Three times, I only need three conditions, and let you pay back the cause and effect."

This statement, even with Abbot Pudu's heart, couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching.

Although it is to kill you, what is the result?

All were killed by you.

Now that I have killed the mountain gate, I will find someone to reason with.

He could only hold back the anger in his heart.

Jiang Ming raised a finger, and his voice spread far away: "The first condition is that I want all scriptures from Dalin Temple."

Abbot Pudu's expression froze.

Jiang Ming held up his second finger: I want a monthly pass, a tip, a kiss, won't you give it? Come to the sword, watch me let you become a fairy and prove the Tao with a sword!