Martial arts god-level skin system

"The Nine Palaces Sword Array is shaking, and the gossip is out of the jade truth!"

Chong Qing Dao chanted the sword technique in his mouth, and the light and shadow of the long sword danced, gently pulling away Su Yu's punch that shattered the sky.

"Look at the sword!"

The other eight white-haired old men also stabbed out their long swords in unison, pulled out Su Yu's fist, and combined forces to counteract the internal force on the fist.

"The Nine Palace Bagua Sword Array, really powerful!"

Su Yu originally wanted to kill the Dao Chief with one punch, but now, there was nothing on the fist, and he couldn't help but be slightly surprised in his heart.

"Still, you guys have to die!"

Su Yu formed claws with both hands and grabbed the nine long swords.

Su Yu, who performed the King Kong not bad divine skill, was not afraid of the opponent's blade, and after a set of grappling techniques, all nine long swords were held by him in his hands, and then, his wrist twisted fiercely.

Click! Click! Click...

The nine long swords were broken in unison, all twisted into twists, and instantly lost their effect.

"Second Senior Brother, what do we do now?"

The eight old men had no weapons, and the sword formation was invincible, and they all retreated to the side, looking at the Dao Commander of Chong Qing in unison, waiting for him to make an idea.

"This son will not be bad for the body divine skill, we are not his opponents, let the Shaolin Temple deal with it well." "

The Dao Commander Chong Qing threw down the long sword that turned into a twist, and waved his big hand: "We withdraw!"

However, can they go away?

"If you want to go, you can leave my life!"

Su Yu caught up with the Dao Commander Chongqing, raised his right hand, and slapped him heavily on the back.

Chong Qing Dao Master is the Grandmaster Sevenfold Realm, heard the wind behind him, immediately turned back to parry, a Wudang palm, with softness to overcome the rigidity, four or two thousand catties, wanting to dissolve Su Yu's palm power.

However, Su Yu, who had all the cultivation skills of the ancient three links, his cultivation was extremely terrifying, and no one in the world could stop him, and when he saw the palm of the Dao Commander of the Rushing Dao entangled, Su Yu's palm power erupted fiercely.

Burst!

Chong Qingdao spat out blood, his body flew upside down, knocked down a big tree, and never stood up again.

Kill a Wudang master, +4500 points!"

A system prompt rings in your ears.

"Palm me with me? Find death!"

Glancing at the body of the Dao Commander, Su Yu snorted coldly, and immediately his gaze fell on the rest of the Wudang elders, and the wind was raging under his feet, fiercely rushing over.

In the distance, the onlookers were also stunned when they saw this scene, Su Yu Xiu was so terrifying, he bombarded the Wudang Sect seniors with one palm, no wonder Zuo Lengchan wanted to escape.

"Senior Brother Chongqing!"

"Senior Brother Chongqing is dead!"

Witnessing the killing of the Chongqing Daoist Chief, the two Wudang elders showed a sad look.

"Stop crying, hurry up!"

The old man next to him shouted and pulled the grieving man away.

Su Yu's cultivation was too terrifying, they didn't have time to grieve, they all cast ladders, ran faster than rabbits, and eight people turned into eight afterimages, passed through layers of battlefields, and fled to safety.

"Only now do you know to be afraid? It's late!"

With a bang, Su Yu turned into a cyan streamer, and his body passed through layers of people, killing the remaining eight Wudang elders.

On the way to hunt down the eight elders of Wudang, Su Yu passed by the side of the disciples of Songshan and Mount Tai, his fists, head, knees, hands and feet... Wherever it can be used, greet the enemy.

Su Yu, who turned into a golden man, was full of weapons, and whoever touched died one by one.

Poof, poof...

Along the way, countless enemies pierced their stomachs, their brains burst apart, and the blood mist filled the sky.

The originally dense crowd was forced by Su Yu to open a bloody opening, where Su Yu passed, blood flowed like rivers, floating corpses were everywhere, the air was full of blood, and the scene was like Asura hell.

"It's not good, Su Yu caught up!"

Feeling Su Yu's approach, the eight old men's faces turned pale.

Su Yu cast the Blue Moon Shadow, light skill alone in the world, Wudang Eight Elders could not escape, after two breaths, they were stopped by Su Yu to go.

"Give me all to die, die!!"

Su Yu raised his fist and smashed it the heads of the eight people.

Poof, poof, poof...

After eight muffled sounds, there were eight more corpses on the ground, all of which were shattered heads.

Su Yu, who has all the cultivation of the ancient three links, is invincible in the world, and the cultivation of the eight elders of Wudang is too low, far worse than Chong Qingdu, and he is not Su Yu's opponent at all.

"Ding, kill eight Grandmaster masters, +30,000 points!"

The system tone sounds again.

There was no time to listen to the system prompt, Su Yu, who was bathed in blood all over, stood in the center of the battlefield, his eyes scanning the audience, looking for the location of Zuo Lengchan.

Zuo Lengchan has always been Su Yu's henchman, and today, even if Su Yu digs three feet into the ground, he must find Zuo Lengchan and end his dog's life with his own hands.

"Amitabha, good, good. "

Suddenly, a loud Buddhist trumpet exploded in Su Yu's ears.

The first seat of the Dharma Academy, Fang Jing Zen Master, with eighteen Shaolin martial monks, jumped into the battlefield in a flash, and stopped in front of Su Yu.

"Another Grandmaster Sevenfold?"

Su Yu's gaze froze and looked at Fang Jing Zen Master in front of him.

This old monk's face was wrinkled, on his bare braincase, there were nine incense scars, he was wearing a golden cassock, holding a magic pestle, the grandmaster's aura was not hidden, and a pair of bright eyes stared at Su Yu.

"The dignified Shaolin faction has actually become Zuo Lengchan's lackey!"

At the same time that Su Yu spoke coldly, his gaze fell on the eighteen burly martial monks behind Fang Jingzen Master.

The eighteen martial monks were all naked, revealing solid muscles, I don't know whether to apply gold paint or practice Shaolin stunts, their skin was actually all golden, one by one, shining gold, as if cast in brass.

Moreover, each of them had a ripe copper stick in his hand, and eighteen people fought there, like a thick wall, giving people a feeling of indestructibility.

"Eighteen Bronze Array!"

Recognizing the identities of these martial monks, Su Yu's eyes were full of trembling intent.

The eighteen bronze formations, modeled after the eighteen arhats, are the world-famous Shaolin Temple formations, composed of eighteen martial monks, each of whom is a grandmaster realm, and all of them cultivate both inside and outside.

The external skills are "Shaolin Iron Shirt" and "Shaolin Golden Bell Hood", refining Dacheng, invulnerable to swords and guns, and the body is like King Kong.

Internal Gong, is Shaolin's authentic Buddhist heart method "Bodhi Mixed Yuan Shengong", this skill is also known as "Shaoyang Shengong", although the exercise is little known, but the power is amazing, it is the first inner spiritual method of the Dharma Academy, second only to the "Yi Jian Sutra" and "Jiuyang Shengong".

However, whether it is internal or external, it is not the strongest martial art of the eighteen arhats.

The horror of the eighteen bronze people is that they all cultivated the "Arhat Devil Lowering Stick Method", and after forming the eighteen bronze people's array, they cooperated tacitly, they were round and wishful, and their hearts were connected, and their power was extremely amazing.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fang Jing clasped his hands together and said to Su Yu: "Su Zhangmen, you secretly learned Shaolin's body protection divine skills, and now you are dying, so grab it as soon as possible." "

Just now, Su Yu broke the Wudang Sect's Nine Palace Bagua Array, and Fang Jing Zen Master saw it all. The Wudang faction is afraid that Su Yu's King Kong is not bad for divine skills, and he Shaolin Temple is not afraid. After all, each of the eighteen bronze people under him was like King Kong, and he himself was even more King Kong, and he was not afraid of Su Yu's hard confrontation at all.

"Don't talk nonsense, look at the move!"

Su Yu's soles slammed the ground, the ground collapsed with a bang, his body exploded, and he slammed a punch towards Fang Jing Zen Master in front of him.

The King Kong is not bad divine skill of the ancient three links, and the King Kong is not bad body divine skill of Shaolin Temple, golden bell hood, iron cloth shirt, in the end, which is stronger and weaker, you will know after fighting.