Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

"Su Ming...Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The moment the words fell, an old monk with white eyebrows walked into the courtyard wall. The old monk had a wrinkled face, was dark and thin, and wore a red cassock. Behind him were seven old monks.

"People from Shaolin Temple? What are they doing here?"

Seeing the eight old monks suddenly appear, Su Ming frowned slightly, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

Back then on Wangpanshan Island, Su Ming had used a stunning shot to shred the empty monk into pieces. Now the Shaolin master suddenly appeared. The eight layers were here to settle the accounts.

""Golden Flower Granny, you are the Purple-Robed Dragon King of the Ming Cult, known as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. This big devil Su Ming took possession of your daughter, and you just walked away like that?" The white-browed old monk said leisurely.

Shaolin has an unfathomable foundation, and its disciples are all over the world. The fact that Golden Flower Granny is actually the Purple-Robed Dragon King is a shocking secret to others, but to Shaolin Temple, it is not a big secret.

"Master, Su Ming's martial arts are too high, I can't do anything to him." Dai Qi Si said helplessly:"Master, please be fair."

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end." The old monk with white eyebrows flashed a sharp light and warned:"Su Ming, no matter how good your martial arts are, they are not as good as Buddhism. No matter how strong your spear skills are, they are not as strong as Buddha. Send the child back to her mother immediately, otherwise, I will not be polite to you."

"Amitabha!"When the white-browed old monk finished speaking, the other seven old monks chanted the Buddha's name together, intending to show their strength. The sound waves from their mouths surged wildly, deafening the ears. The soldiers of Emperor Mingzong were shocked all over, covered their ears and retreated one after another.

"These eight bald monks have such powerful internal energy!"

Yin Susu was shocked by the sound waves and immediately practiced the Nine Yin Manual to resist the sound waves from invading her body. Ji Xiaofu did the same.

Seeing these old monks' magical powers, Dai Qisi was overjoyed and thought to herself that a strong reinforcement had come from heaven. It was really a blessing from heaven.

"Is it the Lion's Roar of Buddhism? It's quite powerful, but it can't hurt me."

Su Ming stood in front of the collapsed temple, holding Xiao Zhao in his arms, with a relaxed look on his face. Pure white aura appeared around him, forming a huge aura shield that protected him and Xiao Zhao from the sound waves.

"Innate body-protecting qi?" Seeing Su Ming's body-protecting battle qi, the white-browed old monk's eyes lit up slightly and nodded.

""You are so young, but you have already entered the innate stage. You are really gifted. Unfortunately, you killed the monk Kong Xing of my sect. I am following the abbot's order to exorcise demons. You will not leave alive today."

After saying that, the white-browed monk took a step forward, and his figure flashed, and he was already standing in front of Su Ming.

At the same time, the other seven monks shot out with a whoosh, and landed around Su Ming. In an instant, the eight monks had formed a circle, and Su Ming was at the center of the circle.

"If Su is not mistaken, the eight of you are all in the Xiantian realm, and you should be from the Shaolin Monk Dharma Academy, right?"

The Dharma Academy is the highest martial arts institution in Shaolin.

Shaolin disciples first enter the Luohan Hall to learn martial arts. After many years of success in martial arts, they can enter the Prajna Hall for further study. After decades of great improvement in martial arts, they are qualified to enter the Dharma Academy to study unique skills.

"Good eyesight."

The white-browed old monk nodded and said calmly:"My name is Kong Xiang, and I am one of the chief monks in the Dharma Academy. These seven are my junior brothers, Su Ming. If you can help the eight of us get down the mountain, it's worth it for you to die."

His tone was calm, but everyone could hear that he was very confident and had every confidence that he could kill Su Ming.

"It turned out to be the eight chiefs of the Dharma Academy. No wonder they are so arrogant and want to kill me."

Su Ming's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He thought that the other party was a congenital strongman, and possessed authentic Buddhist magic. Since his debut, he had never encountered such a strong enemy.

"Susu, please help me hold Xiao Zhao. I want to learn what other special skills the Shaolin Temple has besides the Dragon Claw."Su Ming handed Xiao Zhao to Yin Susu.

"Young Master, wait a minute."

Yin Susu did not hug Xiao Zhao, but held the Dragon Slaying Sword, turned her back to Su Ming and looked at the Eight Elders of Bodhidharma, and said lightly:

"Why do you need to deal with this kind of stuff yourself? Xiaofu and I are enough, Xiaofu sister, don't you think?"

"Well, I'll listen to my sister."

Ji Xiaofu, with the Heavenly Sword hanging from her waist, walked out and stood beside Yin Susu.

"Well, you guys be careful." Su Ming smiled faintly when he saw this, thinking that Xiaofu and Susu were good at swords and swords, and their internal strength was the Nine Yin Manual. Although these eight old men were powerful, they should be safe with his support, so it would be good to let them practice.

"One is a demon girl from the Sky Eagle Sect, and the other is an abandoned disciple from the Emei Sect. They are not good people. Brother, let me deal with them."An old monk with a yellow face came out. The old monk stood in front of the crowd, and the innate true energy emerged from his body. He stood like a towering mountain, with a powerful momentum.

"Junior brother, it’s better for you to do it."

The white-browed old monk nodded and said calmly:"Junior brother’s Duoluo Leaf Finger has been perfected. Today, you can kill demons and eliminate evil. First, get rid of these two evils, and then we will get rid of the big demon Su Ming together."

Yin Susu cursed:"Stinky bald donkey, you kill people to kill demons and eliminate evil, and we kill people to kill innocent people, right?"

"Witch, stop talking nonsense and prepare to die!"

The yellow-faced old monk stomped his feet heavily on the ground and suddenly rushed out. He flashed in front of Yin Susu and pointed his finger at Yin Susu's forehead.

""What a domineering finger technique!"

Yin Susu was startled, her body floated back, and she quickly waved the dragon-slaying sword to fight with the enemy.

Chi Chi Chi!

The yellow-faced old monk pointed one finger after another, each finger was domineering and arbitrary, like a violent storm, and the air was filled with sharp sounds, like thousands of arrows fired at the same time, which sounded creepy.

"Sister Susu, here I come!"

Ji Xiaofu held the Yitian Sword in her hand and thrust it straight at the yellow-faced old monk's vest.

"You two witches are dead!"

The yellow-faced old monk heard the whistling of the sword behind him and immediately used half of his mind to deal with Ji Xiaofu's Yitian Sword. He was a strong man in the innate realm, while the two women were only in the acquired realm. The Duoluo Leaf Finger was a Shaolin secret skill. At this moment, he was fighting one against two and was not at a disadvantage at all.

""Xiaofu, Susu, stop hiding your weakness and use all your strength."

Su Ming, who was watching the battle, saw that Yin Susu and Ji Xiaofu could only tie with each other, so he spoke up.

"Six Secrets of Ao Han!"

""Thirteen fatal swords!"

Hearing Su Ming's reminder, Yin Susu and Ji Xiaofu shouted in unison and used their strongest skills at the same time.

Yin!

The Heavenly Sword stabbed down mercilessly, with exquisite swordsmanship and amazing power!

Swish!

The Dragon Slaying Sword slashed down fiercely, and the cold air rushed to the face, sweeping the whole place!

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

The yellow-faced old monk was shocked and quickly retreated to avoid it, not daring to confront head-on.

Ji Xiaofu's swordsmanship was ruthless and deadly, and Yin Susu's knife skills were chilling. With one sword and one sword, the old monk attacked frantically. The yellow-faced old monk gradually couldn't hold on. His cassock was cut by the sword and knife energy, and it was tattered. He was in a mess.