Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Outside the Tripitaka Pavilion.

Cold sweat quickly broke out from the black shadow's back.

However, even so, the shadow still didn't dare to move, and he didn't even breathe, for fear of disturbing Su Qin.

As a member of the Demon Sect, Hei Ying knew very well that he had taken a great risk by sneaking into the Shaolin Temple on this trip.

But Sombra had no choice.

The sect master's order must not be disobeyed, and he was also a little careful, so he made him come over.

Originally, Sombra thought that even if he didn't steal the 'Yi Jin Jing' in the end, there should be no problem in retreating with his stealth method.

But Hei Ying never thought that he was forced to show up without even entering the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Shaolin Temple is too scary."

"Anyone who sweeps the floor has such strength?"

Dark Shadow felt bitter.

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

The internal force in the body is running wildly, and it may explode at any time.

only.

This does not arouse Su Qin's interest at all.

If Hei Ying was a first-grade grandmaster, Su Qin would be more serious.

However, the shadow is only a fourth-rank martial artist, not even a third-rank martial artist, no matter how much it erupts, it is not enough for Su Qin to slap him to death.

"no."

"It can't go on like this."

Black Shadow's thoughts turned sharply, thinking about his own situation.

The Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is an important part of the Shaolin Temple, and there are monks patrolling it all the time, and the shadow finally sneaked in by taking advantage of the gap.

But it certainly won't be too long for him.

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

At that time, the dark shadow will face the pursuit of Shaolin Temple, the world's largest martial arts sect.

Thinking of this, Black Shadow gritted his teeth.

"Fight!"

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

These three silver needles are made of black iron, which is designed to protect the internal strength. Even the martial artist of the upper three realms will suffer losses if they are not prepared.

"Go to me."

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

Whoosh!

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

At this time, the shadow retreated sharply and turned to flee outside the Shaolin Temple.

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

"Didn't follow?"

Hei Ying looked overjoyed, and turned his head subconsciously to look at Su Qin.

"what?"

Black Shadow's pupils shrank slightly.

Because the three silver needles rushed towards Su Qin, the chill was piercing, but Su Qin did not evade in the slightest, as if he was frightened.

how can that be?

You must know that in the eyes of Hei Ying, Su Qin is at least a warrior of the upper three realms.

Although the silver needle is silent, if the upper three realm warriors want to hide, there should be no problem.

"Am I wrong, this sweeper is not a strong man, but an ordinary person?"

The shadow was secretly annoyed.

next moment.

The silver needle pierced Su Qin's chest silently.

However.

The picture of the silver needle penetrating the body in the shadow's imagination did not appear. Instead, the silver needle made of black iron turned into scrap iron and fell to the ground with a click.

"This"

Shadow stayed for a while.

Immediately afterwards, a coolness suddenly exploded from his mind.

"Block the black iron and silver needles with your fleshly body?"

"How is this possible?!!!"

There was a strong trembling in the dark shadow, as if seeing a ghost.

in an instant.

The shadow desperately stimulated the forbidden technique, increased the speed to the extreme, and fled wildly.

"I moved my hand, still want to run?"

A sneer appeared on Su Qin's face, he raised his right hand, and wisps of phaseless force collided with each other.

hum!

I saw a ray of phaseless calamity shoot out quickly, crossed a distance of several hundred meters, and instantly slammed into the black clothes.

The black shadow groaned, not only did not stop, but used this power to escape backwards 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 iron.

"This should be the black iron that specializes in breaking the internal strength of martial artists?"

Su Qin looked at it and thought with interest.

Today, although martial artists are rampant, they are not really unscrupulous.

Just like the black iron in front of him, it is the nemesis of martial artists.

However, the production of black iron has always been rare, and it is in the hands of various countries.

Ordinary warriors can't see it.

After watching for a while, Su Qin squeezed the silver needles into pieces, sprinkled them on the ground, and scattered with the wind.

The internal strength of Xuan Tie specialized in breaking the martial arts is not false, but at this moment, Su Qin has already accomplished the [King Kong Indestructible Magic].

Say it again.

Even if Su Qin didn't have the physical body of Dacheng's [King Kong Indestructible Magic], with the tyrannical internal strength of a first-rank martial artist, Xuan Tie couldn't do anything about it.

Of course, black iron restrains a warrior's internal strength, but any restraint is relative.

It's like water conquers fire.

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

After half a day.

It is hundreds of miles away from Shaolin Temple.

In a dark hall.

This hall is located in a remote location, and there are hardly any people nearby, but it is a sub-altar of the Demon Gate.

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

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

"Sect Master, you sent someone to the Shaolin Temple to steal the 'Book of Changes'. I am afraid that this matter is not considered."

"No matter how you say Shaolin Temple, it is the world's martial arts master," a plump woman asked with a frown.

"Humph?"

"The world's martial arts major?"

At this time, a gloomy old man sneered, "Since 60 years ago, the last rank one holy monk of Shaolin Temple passed away, and there has been no rank 1 in Shaolin Temple for sixty years."

"There is no one rank, it is not worthy of being called the world's martial arts master."

As soon as the words came out.

There was a sound of approval from the hall.

"Yes, the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple, apart from reciting a couple of scriptures, what use can they be?"

"Don't say that the sect master just asked people to take away the 'Yi Jin Jing', even if the Shaolin Temple is full of people, what's the difficulty?"

"Hmph, what my Demon Sect wants, Shaolin Temple dares to refuse?"

There was a commotion in the hall.

After a while, the purple-robed man sitting at the head of the hall said, "Okay, stop."

As soon as the purple-robed man's words fell, the hall became quiet.

"I let people sneak into the Shaolin Temple, in addition to wanting to use the world's miracle "Yi Jin Jing" to heal my wounds, I also used this to test the Shaolin Temple."

The purple-robed man said this, paused, and continued: "If you really get the 'Jin Yi Jing', it will prove that the Shaolin Temple has completely decayed. "

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone on the field was amazed.

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

"The bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid they won't know until they die, and their every move falls into the sect master's calculations."

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

at this time.

A black shadow staggered into the hall.

"came back?"

"Have you got the 'Yi Jin Jing'?"

The purple-robed man recognized the shadow and asked lightly.

"Sect Master." Hei Ying opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his face was as pale as paper.

"Are you injured?" The purple-robed man frowned.

When others in the hall saw this scene, they immediately became dissatisfied.

"Shaolin Temple is so courageous that it dares to hurt someone from the devil's door."

"Sect Master, as long as you order now, I will join forces to break into the Shaolin Temple and kill him with blood."

"That's right, the sect master quickly orders."

Many demon warriors shouted.

only.

Compared to these Demon Sect warriors, the purple-robed man sitting on the first seat found something wrong.

Whoosh!

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

"Who hurt you!"

The purple-robed man stretched out his right hand, wanting to check Sombra's injury.

However.

Just when the purple-robed man used his internal force to penetrate into the shadow, he seemed to have touched something.

I saw a burst of breath suddenly, running through the shadow's body, turning into a finger force, and silently pressing towards the purple-robed man.

"This?!"

The purple-robed man's expression changed.

Subconsciously raised his hand to block.

boom! ! !

A terrifying shock came.

The purple-robed man took eight steps back, and finally vomited blood before barely stopping.

"It's a hundred miles apart, and the changes are made by the heart. This is a great master of a rank who borrowed the hand of others and warned me of the devil's door."

The purple-robed man suddenly raised his head, looked at the black shadow whose breath was cut off, and muttered to himself.

This statement came out.

Above the hall, there was a dead silence.

The demon warrior who was clamoring to destroy the Shaolin Temple just now was full of fear and dared not speak any more.

Busy today,

There will be no more~

Go to sleep guys, see you tomorrow~~~