Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that the yellow-faced old monk was in danger, the white-browed old monk chanted the Buddha's name and suddenly jumped into the battlefield. He slapped Ji Xiaofu with his left palm and Yin Susu with his right palm. The palm power covered the two women's bodies, and the palms were filled with innate true energy. It was extremely powerful.

"Sister Susu, be careful!"

"Xiaofu, you too!"

Ji Xiaofu and Yin Susu reminded each other, turned their swords and left the yellow-faced old monk, slashing towards the palm of the white-browed old monk, who slapped his palms on the weapon.

Bang!

Ji Xiaofu and Yin Susu retreated at the same time, holding swords and standing by the wall, glaring at the white-browed old monk who suddenly attacked them, with anger written all over their pretty faces.

At this moment, a muffled sound came from the spot.

Bang!

A slender, white right hand, with one hand forming a palm, slapped the yellow-faced old monk's chest, and the palm power was swallowed and spit out, shocking the yellow-faced old monk to fly three feet away.

""Su Ming! You actually attacked me by surprise! How despicable!"

Seeing the yellow-faced old monk being blown away by a palm, the other several abbots were all furious.

The seven old monks hurried over to check on the yellow-faced old monk's injuries, only to see that he had no breath at all, his eyes rolled back, and his chest was deeply sunken, and he had already died.

"I am mean? You attacked first, I just followed your instructions."

Su Ming succeeded in one strike, still holding Xiao Zhao in his arms, and floated to Yin Susu and Ji Xiaofu, saying calmly.

Just now, Yin Susu and Ji Xiaofu teamed up to deal with the yellow-faced old monk, and the white-browed old monk suddenly attacked. Su Ming just followed suit. The difference was that the white-browed old monk's sneak attack failed, but Su Ming succeeded. He was better than his teacher.

"Su Ming, you have already killed the monk Kong Xing. Now, Kong Ming has also died in your hands. Your sins have increased even more!" The white-browed old monk pointed at Su Ming's nose and cursed. He was furious.

""Brother, there is no need to follow the rules of the martial arts world when fighting against such a big devil. The seven of us will attack together and cut him into pieces!" The other old monks suggested.

Although there was one less old monk, Kongming, they still had seven people, and they were all in the Xiantian realm, which was enough to kill Su Ming.

"You want to defeat the minority with more numbers? I, Chang Yuchun, could not ask for more!"

Chang Yuchun waved his hand and gave the order directly:"Mingzong soldiers, listen up, surround them. If they fight the leader alone, it's fine. If they want to rush up, I will cut them into pieces immediately!"

"Yes, General Chang!"

"Yes, General Chang!"

""Yes, General Chang!"

Hundreds of Mingzong's soldiers answered in unison, raising their spears and halberds to form a huge encirclement around the seven old monks. In an instant, the air was filled with swords, spears, and halberds, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was suffocating.

"Listen to me, you bald asses, this is Haozhou City, let's see who has more people!" Chang Yuchun shouted loudly.

Haozhou City was the first city of Mingzong.

All members of Mingzong were in this city, with a total number of more than a thousand people.

"Chang Yuchun, you leave."

At this time, Su Ming waved his hand and handed Xiao Zhao to Ji Xiaofu, asking Ji Xiaofu to pay attention to Dai Qisi.

"Yes, Master!"

Chang Yuchun worshipped Su Ming as if he were a god and immediately retreated to the back.

Su Ming picked up the Guanhong Spear, walked in front of the seven old monks, stood with the spear in hand, looked around at the Mingzong soldiers, and said indifferently:"Chang Yuchun, let the brothers retreat"

""Everyone, retreat!" Chang Yuchun ordered again.

In an instant, the Mingzong soldiers who surrounded the seven old monks all retreated to the wall and stood there. They were solemn and disciplined, like a group of tigers and wolves.

"The rainbow spear in Su's hand killed Miejue, Xie Xun, and Kong Xing.……"

Su Ming stroked the exquisite patterns carved on the gun barrel with a look of fondness in his eyes. The next moment, his gaze fell on the Seven Dharma Elders. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly:

"Today, Su will use your blood to feed my rainbow gun!"

"Stop talking nonsense and give me your life!"

The white-browed old monk's whole body was full of true energy, and his momentum instantly soared to the extreme. He used the Thousand-Leaf Hand of Great Compassion and Great Mercy, and pushed both palms forward.

Rumble...

The palm power condensed from the innate true energy was like a raging wave, uprooting mountains and trees, and crashing against the shore, heavily bombarding Su Ming.

"Is that all you can do?"

Su Ming stood still, letting the palm force wave hit him.

When the palm force wave came within one step, Su Ming gently raised his right foot and stomped it lightly. The inner energy of the spirit burst out, easily offsetting the palm force wave.

"Brother, Su Ming’s internal strength is unfathomable, let’s take action together!"

"good!"

"Go together!"

"Kill!"

Seeing that Su Ming had easily broken the White Eyebrow Palm, the other old monks did not dare to underestimate him and attacked Su Ming at the same time.

"A mob……"

Glancing at the seven old monks, Su Ming shook his head slightly and remained standing.

The next moment, when the seven old monks rushed to Su Ming like tigers descending from the mountains and simultaneously displayed Shaolin's unique skills, the colorful innate true qi bombarded Su Ming's body, Su Ming raised the Guanhong Spear and swept it across.

Boom!

Spear light burst out from the silver spear, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and blasted the seven old monks away.

Puff puff puff...

The seven old monks fell backwards in mid-air, blood spurting out of their mouths, blood spilling into the sky, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly became strong. Then, the seven people fell to the ground at the same time, their faces all turned pale.

"hiss~~~~"

Chang Yuchun and the soldiers of Mingzong gasped.

They all stared at Su Ming in shock with wide eyes, their eyes full of admiration and excitement.

The master's spearmanship was too powerful. Mingzong was honored to have such a strong man in charge. Everyone felt proud to be a part of Mingzong.

"Su Ming!"

Dai Qi Si's beautiful eyes widened, and the eyes she looked at Su Ming were full of fear.

That was the head monk of the Shaolin Temple's Dharma Academy, and there were seven heads of the temple. Their martial arts were rare in the world. However, in front of Su Ming, these people were just like ants. Su Ming just swept them away.

"Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple with countless magical skills. What else do you have? Feel free to bring them out. I will use them to practice with your spears."Su Ming said while holding the spear. It was sunset.

The sunset dyed the white clouds in the sky red. The sunlight penetrated the clouds. The rays of light from the sky dyed his white clothes red and illuminated the tip of the Guanhong Spear. The three-edged spear tip was shining with starlight, full of the beauty of killing.

"Mr. Su, don't be too proud too soon!"

The white-browed old monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood in the middle of the field, and ordered:"Set up the formation!"