Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

Buzz!

A string of ancient prayer beads suddenly flew out from the darkness, carrying the authentic Buddhist internal force, whistling with the wind, and hit Xie Xun's face fiercely.

""Xie Xun, your hands are stained with blood. My brother Kong Jian was kind enough to save you, but you brutally killed him. Tonight, I will make you pay with blood!"

In the darkness, the monk Kong Xing strode over.

Behind Kong Xing was a group of Shaolin monks, some holding sticks, some holding clubs, and some holding swords. They all had angry eyes, their monk robes fluttered without wind, and they all stared at Xie Xun.

Swish!

The sound of a sword being unsheathed rang out in the air.

Xie Xun drew out the Dragon Slaying Sword and smashed the rosary that was hitting his face, but he was blocked by the rosary and could no longer escape. He fell from mid-air and landed right in the encirclement of the Shaolin monks.

""What do you want to do, you stinky bald donkey?"

Xie Xun pointed his Dragon Slaying Sword at Kong Xing and said with a ferocious look on his face.

He now realized that the Shaolin Temple had already set up an ambush and was here specifically to capture him.

"Killing someone means paying with one's life, that's only right!"

The monk Kong Xing opened his eyes wide with anger and shouted at Xie Xun:"Xie Xun, put down your butcher knife immediately, give up your martial arts, and come back to Shaolin Temple with me. The abbot is kind-hearted and will definitely give you a quick death!"

"Let me put down the Dragon Slaying Sword? What a joke!"

Xie Xun held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, his eyes flashing with ferocity, he glanced at the Shaolin people and shouted sternly:"Since you want to kill me, I will kill you all first!"

The moment the words fell, Xie Xun rushed out, picked up the Dragon Slaying Sword, and chopped down the head of the monk Kong Xing.

""Stubborn!"

The monk Kong Xing snorted coldly, his hands suddenly turned into claws, and the whole person turned into a gray dragon. He unfolded his unparalleled grappling skills and faced Xie Xun with the knife head-on.

Chi Chi Chi!

Xie Xun and Kong Xing fought fiercely, and the sound of the sword breaking the wind and the sound of five fingers tearing the air were sharp and continuous, which sounded creepy in the dark night.

""Xie Xun, return my Dragon Slaying Sword!"

Yin Susu led the Sky Eagle Sect disciples to surround Xie Xun and Kong Xing. At this moment, she waved her hand and led everyone to attack. The flashes of swords and sabers were all aimed at Xie Xun.

"Get out of my way!"

Xie Xun was already annoyed enough by being entangled by the Dragon Claw Hand. At this time, the people from the Sky Eagle Sect came to kill him again. He was outnumbered and no longer held back. His innate strength completely exploded. The Dragon Slaying Sword was swung and swung, and the sword energy was overwhelming, shocking the whole audience.

Puff, puff, puff...

In a series of muffled sounds, the weapons of the Sky Eagle Sect disciples were all cut off by the Dragon Slaying Sword, and only the handle and hilt were left in everyone's hands. More than a dozen people were unfortunately killed.

""What a sharp Dragon Slaying Sword!"

The monk Kong Xing frowned slightly, thinking that the Dragon Slaying Sword was too powerful and Xie Xun was too fierce. I had to do my best to subdue him. If I let him escape, it would be a joke.

Chi Chi Chi...

The dragon claw hand flew up and down, like a tumbling blue dragon, and every move was fatal, never leaving Xie Xun's vital points.

"Damn it! This bald donkey's dragon claw hand is amazing!"

Xie Xun's most powerful martial arts is the Seven Wounds Fist. In fact, he is not good at swordsmanship. Even if he has a precious sword to slay the dragon, it is not of much help to him.

The dragon claw hand is the most exquisite grappling hand in Shaolin Temple, and the empty dragon claw hand is the best in Shaolin. Xie Xun has hit a wall today.

"Shaolin disciples, listen up! Go together and capture him!"

The monk Kong Xing held Xie Xun back while giving orders to his disciples.

"Yes, uncle!"

""Yes, Uncle Master!"

Thirty-six Shaolin monks answered Kong Xing in unison.

All of them were monks from the Prajna Hall, which was the martial arts institution of the Shaolin Temple. Shaolin disciples first entered the Arhat Hall, and only after their martial arts reached a certain level were they eligible to enter the Prajna Hall for further study, and then the Dharma Academy.

At this time, all the thirty-six Prajna Hall monks attacked Xie Xun with swords, spears, sticks, fists, feet, and swords. Although their martial arts were different, they were all quite exquisite. Xie Xun was immediately in danger and was in danger of being seriously injured at any time.

"Shaolin Temple is indeed a thousand-year-old temple! A martial arts master!"

"One Void Monk is scary enough, and now there are thirty-six Warrior Monks!"

"It's not easy for Xie Xun to persist until now."

"Look, Xie Xun can't hold on any longer."

"It's a pity that the Dragon Slaying Sword will fall into the hands of Shaolin Temple."

People from both the black and white worlds looked at the battle from afar, pointing and talking. Rather than whether Xie Xun was dead or alive, people were more concerned about who would get the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"There are too many of these bald donkeys. If this continues, I will be captured alive by them!"

Xie Xun waved the Dragon Slaying Sword frantically, but he still couldn't resist the siege of the Shaolin masters. In a hurry, Xie Xun used the Seven Wounds Fist to fight Kong Xing, stabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword into the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Don't you want the Dragon Slaying Sword? The sword is right here, come and grab it!"

These words were spoken to the crowd of onlookers.

Xie Xun knew very well in his heart that all the people who came to Wangpan Mountain, whether they were from famous and upright sects or evil and unorthodox sects, wanted to take the Dragon Slaying Sword for themselves. As long as these people came to grab the sword, he could create chaos and take the opportunity to escape.

The Dragon Slaying Sword was important, but life was more precious. Xie Xun naturally sacrificed his car to save his master.

"Dragon Slaying Sword!"

"It's the Dragon Slaying Sword!"

Seeing Xie Xun stick the Dragon Slaying Sword into the ground, the eyes of the Jianghu heroes suddenly lit up, and each of them showed greedy expressions. Without any hesitation, they rushed over to grab it.

""Xiaofu, Minjun, follow me to grab the sword!"

In the Emei camp, Nun Miejue, who had been watching from the sidelines, saw the opportunity and used Emei's unique Qinggong to shoot towards the battle circle between Xie Xun and Kong Xing to grab the Dragon Slaying Sword.

""Yes, Master!"

Ding Minjun responded, drew out his long sword, and rushed towards the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Ji Xiaofu was stunned and did not make a move. These days, because Miejue asked her to kill Su Ming, she was extremely depressed. Her eyes were a little confused and her mind was a little dazed. She had no intention of taking the sword.

"The Dragon Slaying Sword is mine, no one can take it away from me!"

"This martial arts treasure belongs to whoever grabs it first!"

"If you dare to snatch the Dragon Slaying Sword from me, I will kill you!"

The black and white people in the martial arts world rushed to the battlefield between Xie Xun and Kong Xing like a flood. These people came fiercely, their eyes were full of greed, and there were thousands of them. They overwhelmed Xie Xun and Kong Xing in an instant.

"How ridiculous!

Kong Xing was furious when he saw this.

He was confident that if he could give Xie Xun a few more breaths, he would be his prisoner. However, these people rushed over to grab the knife, fighting for it, and Xie Xun had disappeared, which completely disrupted his plan.

"Have you seen Xie Xun?"

"No"

"Then have you seen Xie Xun?"

"Didn't see"

"Does anyone know where Xie Xun has fled to?"

The monk Kong Xing stood in the bustling crowd, and everywhere he looked was the shadow of someone trying to snatch the sword. He asked around, but he could not find the whereabouts of the evil villain Xie Xun. He had already disappeared.

"All Shaolin disciples, listen up and disperse immediately. Xie Xun can't get far. He must still be on the island."The monk Kong Xing ordered a large-scale search.

""Yes, Uncle Master!" The thirty-six Shaolin monks agreed at the same time.

After all, this is Wangpanshan Island, the land area is so small, and the ships are all parked at the port. It is not too difficult to find Xie Xun. All they lack is time.