Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

Outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

A cold sweat broke out quickly from Sombra's back.

However, even so, the shadow still didn't dare to move, and even if he didn't even breathe, he was afraid that it would disturb Su Qin.

As a member of the Demon Sect, Soi Ying knew very well in his heart that he had already taken a great risk when he sneaked into the Shaolin Temple on this trip.

But Sombra has no choice.

Sect Leader's order should not be violated, and he was also a little cautious, which made him bite the bullet and come over.

Originally, Sombra thought that even if he did not steal the Yi Jin Jing in the end, it should be no problem to retreat with his sneaking methods.

But the shadow did not expect that he was forced to show up without even entering the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Shaolin Temple is too terrible."

"Any sweeping monk has such strength?"

The shadow felt bitter in his heart.

Su Qin didn't know what Sombra was thinking, but he also saw that Sombra should be very nervous at this moment.

Internal Energy runs wildly in the body, and it may burst out at any time.

only......

This completely did not appeal to Su Qin's interest.

If Sombra was a first-rank Grand Great Master, Su Qin would be more serious.

However, Sombra is just the fourth rank Practitioner, not even the third rank. No matter how it broke out, it would not be enough for Su Qin to slap to death.

"no."

"Can't drag on like this."

Sombra's thoughts turned quickly, thinking about own situation.

The Buddhist scripture pavilion is the important place of Shaolin Temple. There are monks patrolling every moment, and the dark shadow finally sneaks in through the gap.

But the time left for him will certainly not be too long.

If it continues to drag on, even if Su Qin doesn't do anything, the monks on the tour will find him.

At that time, what Sombra will face will be the chase of the world Martial Dao of Shaolin Temple.

Thinking of this, Sombra gritted his teeth.

"Fight!"

Three silver needles appeared silently in the black shadow's right hand.

These three silver needles are made of profound iron and specialize in breaking the internal energy of the protective body.

"Give it to me."

A trace of distress flashed across the black shadow's face.

Whoosh!

The three silver needles turned into poisonous snakes and rushed towards Su Qin.

At this time, the black figure retreated violently, and fled outside the Shaolin Temple instead.

In an instant, the shadow had already escaped dozens of meters away.

"Not chasing?"

The black shadow looked happy, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Su Qin.

"what?"

Sombra's pupils shrank slightly.

Because the three silver needles rushed towards Su Qin, the chill was bitter, but Su Qin did not evade at all, as if he was frightened and stupefied.

How can this be?

You know, in the eyes of Black Shadow, Su Qin is at least a Practitioner in the upper three realms.

Although the Silver Needle was silent, if the Practitioner of the Upper Three Realms wanted to hide, there should be no problem.

"Am I wrong, this sweeping monk is not a strong person, but an ordinary person?"

The shadow was secretly angry.

The next moment.

The silver needle pierced Su Qin's chest silently.

However.

In the black shadow's imagination, the scene of the silver needle entering the body did not appear. Instead, the silver needle cast from black iron, with a click, turned into scrap iron and fell on the ground.

"this......"

The shadow was stunned.

Then, a chill suddenly exploded from his mind.

"Block the Xuantie Yinzhen with a physical body?"

"How is this possible?!!!"

There was a strong tremor in the black shadow, as if seeing a ghost.

In a flash.

The black shadow recklessly stimulated the forbidden technique, ascension the speed to the extreme, and ran away frantically.

"If you move your hands, you still want to run?"

A sneer appeared on Su Qin's face, and he raised his right hand, wisps of non-correlated force lingering and colliding among them.

Hum!

I saw a ray of intangible force blasting out, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, and instantly blasted on the black body.

The black shadow snorted, not only did not stop, but with this force, fled back at a more terrifying speed.

Seeing this scene, Su Qin did not continue to chase.

Instead, he lowered his body and picked up the silver needle that had been turned into scrap.

"This should be the mysterious iron that specializes in breaking Practitioner Internal Energy?"

Su Qin took a look and thought with interest.

Today, although Practitioner is rampant, it is not really unscrupulous.

For example, the mysterious iron in front of me is the nemesis of the Practitioner.

However, the production of Xuan Tie has always been scarce, and it is in the hands of various countries.

Ordinary Practitioner can't be seen.

Su Qin looked at it for a while, then squeezed it casually, crushed the silver needle fragments into shreds, sprinkled them on the ground, and drifted away in the wind.

Xuan Tie specializes in breaking Practitioner Internal Energy, but Su Qin at this moment is already [Vajra is not bad magic], and the flesh is strong to the sun, and it is invincible. How can Xuan Tie be shaken?

Say it again.

Even if Su Qin didn't have the great [Vajra Not Bad Divine Art] physical body, with its first rank Practitioner's tyrannical Internal Energy, Xuan Tie couldn't help it.

Xuan Tie certainly restrains Practitioner Internal Energy, but any restraint is relative.

It's like water restrains fire.

But if you take a small bowl of water to face the monstrous fire, what can you do to restrain it?

...

After half a day.

Hundreds of miles away from Shaolin Temple.

In a gloomy Great Hall.

This Great Hall is remote, with almost no people nearby, but it is a part of the magic gate.

At this moment, a group of people gathered in the Great Hall, as if waiting for some news.

Each of them has a strong aura. Obviously, they are all Practitioners, and they are still the kind of powerful Practitioners, at least in the middle three realms, and even the upper three realms.

"Sect Leader, you sent someone to the Shaolin Temple to steal the Yijinjing. I'm afraid this matter lacks consideration."

"No matter how you say Shaolin Temple, it is also the Martial Dao in the world..." a plump woman asked with a frown.

"Humph?"

"The world Martial Dao?"

At this time, a gloomy old man sneered, "Since the last first-rank monk of Shaolin Temple passed away 60 years ago, Shaolin Temple has not had a first-rank seat for 60 years."

"Without a first rank, it doesn't deserve to be called Martial Dao in the world."

The words came out.

There was an echo from the Great Hall.

"Yes, what's the use of the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple apart from being able to read two sentences?"

"Don't say that Sect Leader is just letting people take away the ‘Yi Jin Jing’. Even if the entire gate of Shaolin Temple is destroyed, what’s the problem?"

"Hmph, what the Demon Sect wants, does Shaolin Temple dare to refuse?"

There was a tumult in the Great Hall.

After a while, the purple-robed man sitting in the first seat of the Great Hall said, "Okay, stop."

As soon as the words of the purple-robed man fell, Great Hall fell silent.

"I let people sneak into Shaolin Temple, in addition to trying to use the world's marvelous power of the "Yi Jin Jing" to heal injuries, but also to test Shaolin Temple."

When the purple-robed man said this, he paused, and continued: "If you really get the Yi Jin Jing, it proves that Shaolin Temple has completely declined. It's just a manifestation. My magic door will soon invade Shaolin Temple! "

The words came out.

Everyone on the court was amazed.

"Sect Leader's plan is really far-reaching."

"The shaolin gang of bald donkeys, I'm afraid they don't even know it until they die, and their every move falls into the calculations of Sect Leader."

The purple-robed man smiled slightly and did not continue.

at this time.

A black shadow staggered into the Great Hall.

"came back?"

"Have you got the ‘Yi Jin Jing’?"

The man in the purple robe recognized the black shadow and asked faintly.

"Zong..... Sect Leader." The shadow opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his face was pale as paper.

"Are you hurt?" The man in the purple robe frowned.

When other people in Great Hall saw this scene, they suddenly became dissatisfied.

"The Shaolin Temple is so courageous that it dares to hurt the people of my magic door."

"Sect Leader, as long as you order now, I will join forces to attack Shaolin Temple and kill him."

"Yes, Sect Leader will give the order."

Many magic door Practitioners clamored.

only.

Compared to these magic door Practitioners, the purple-robed man sitting in the first seat found something wrong.

Whoosh!

The purple-robed man stepped out and appeared in front of the dark shadow.

"Who hurt you!"

The purple-robed man stretched out his right hand, wanting to check the black shadow's injuries.

However.

When the purple-robed man ran Internal Energy into the black shadow, he seemed to touch something.

I saw a ray of breath suddenly erupted, piercing through the body of the black shadow, turning into a finger force, and silently pressed towards the man in the purple robe.

"this?!"

The look of the man in the purple robe changed.

Subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

boom! ! !

There was a shock of horror.

The purple-robed man retreated eight steps, and finally vomited blood before he barely stopped.

"A hundred miles apart, change is from the heart, this is the first rank Grand Great Master borrowed from someone to warn me of the magic door..."

The purple-robed man suddenly raised his head, looked at the black shadow that was breathless, and muttered to himself.

This statement came out.

Above the Great Hall, there was a dead silence.

The Practitioner who was clamoring to destroy the Demon Gate of Shaolin Temple just now was full of fear, and he didn't dare to speak any more.

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