Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Shaolin Temple.

In front of Daxiong Palace.

Su Qin lowered his eyes and slowly walked towards the black-robed demon master.

At this moment, all eyes on the field were on him.

"Junior Brother Zhenguan, what are you doing?"

The inspecting monk Zhenzhi was stunned for a while, and quickly walked to Su Qin's side, grabbed his arm, and said in a low voice, "Now this temple is facing a great crisis, what are you doing out to make trouble at this time?"

As Zhenzhi said, he wanted to pull Su Qin back.

In Zhenzhi's opinion, even if the Shaolin Temple and the Demon Sect were to fight, it would still be a matter for the disciples of the Monk Academy and the Arhat Academy. What does it have to do with a sweeping monk from the House of Handymen like Su Qin?

You must know that most of the disciples of the Handyman Academy are not familiar with martial arts. If they go up, not only will they not be able to solve the problem, but they may even be a disservice.

However.

No matter how hard Zhenzhi tried, in his eyes, Su Qin, who was 'unskilled in martial arts', was like a ten thousand zhang mountain, motionless.

"Since he came to seek revenge on me, I will naturally go up."

With a smile on Su Qin's face, he gently pushed Zhenzhi away and continued to walk.

"what?"

Zhenzhi's mind was blank, and he didn't recover for a long time.

At this moment, as Su Qin walked all the way, many disciples of Shaolin Temple also recognized him one after another.

"Really?"

"What is he doing?"

"Could it be that he wants to block the Demon Lord?"

These Shaolin Temple disciples were extremely puzzled, and for a while they forgot to stop them.

If it was a genius disciple from the Monk Academy, the Arhat Academy, or even the Dharma Academy, they would understand that they wanted to die with the Demon Lord.

But Su Qin

He's just a sweeper of the House of Commons, what kind of threat can he pose to the Demon Lord?

"What happened to the truth?"

The head of the new courtyard of the House of Handyman frowned.

In his eyes, Zhenguan has always been a disciple who is very indifferent to the world, and he can even give up the opportunity to enter the Bodhi Institute.

Such a person, logically speaking, should be very knowledgeable and not do anything stupid.

But now.

Seeing Zhenguan walking straight towards the black-robed Demon Lord, the new head of the House of Handyman was extremely puzzled.

In the end, the new head of the House of Handyman sighed softly. After all, he couldn't bear to see Su Qin die at the hands of the furious Demon Lord. He stepped out and appeared next to Su Qin.

"Zhenguan, it's none of your business here, why don't you step back?!"

The head of the new courtyard of the handyman snorted lowly, trying to wake Su Qin.

For the new head of the House of Commons, even if the Shaolin Temple is really destroyed, disciples like Su Qin should die at the end.

"Head of the House."

"He was looking for me."

Su Qin smiled at the head of the new courtyard of the handyman and said softly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The brows of the new courtyard of the House of Commons became more and more frowning: "The devil is clearly looking for the ancestor of the holy monk from this temple. What does it have to do with you?"

The head of the new courtyard of the Handyman Academy was both angry and laughing at the moment. He never thought that Su Qin thought that the devil was calling him?

That nameless holy monk has saved Shaolin Temple many times at the juncture of life and death. His strength is terrifying, and he is definitely a certain ancestor who has lived for more than a hundred years.

But what about Su Qin?

However, after entering the temple for 20 years, how can you compare it with that holy monk?

"True view."

"I know you have good intentions, but the survival of the Shaolin Temple is not something you can decide."

The head of the House of Commons took a deep breath and sighed softly.

at this time.

The eyes of the black-robed demon master also fell on Su Qin.

"Um?"

The black-robed Demon Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint black light appeared.

He is a great first-rank grandmaster who has undergone two transformations, and his magic power has long been accomplished, so his eyes are so vicious.

Therefore, the black-robed demon master found at first glance that Su Qin had no fluctuations in his internal strength, let alone a top-ranked rank with him, I am afraid that he is not as good as an ordinary person.

And this time.

The group of demon disciples behind the demon master had already exploded the pot.

"Hahahahaha."

"You group of bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple are thinking of a good trick, just find a disciple to come out and die?"

"A bald donkey is a bald donkey, do you really think we are fools and can be fooled by you?"

"Hahaha, even if you want to find someone to die, you should find a warrior, right? What do you mean by finding an ordinary person?"

The demon disciples wantonly came from the sound of laughter.

Immediately.

Many disciples of the Shaolin Temple were full of anger, if it wasn't for the heads of the academies to stop them, I'm afraid some disciples would rush out on the spot.

The expression of the black-robed demon master became more and more cold.

really.

What the demon disciple behind him said made some sense.

This little bald donkey who came out is most likely a scapegoat thrown out by Shaolin Temple.

"The nameless saint."

"You have let me down too much!"

The black-robed demon master looked up at the Shaolin Temple, and said lightly, "Since you don't want to show up, I will personally kill the blood of your Shaolin Temple into a river!"

The black-robed demon master turned his eyes and landed on Su Qin.

Since the Shaolin Temple wanted to treat him as a scapegoat, the black-robed demon master didn't mind starting with the other party first.

hum! ! !

As soon as the black-robed demon master's thoughts started to rise, strands of demonic energy began to spread and shrouded down.

When he washed Tiantai Sect with blood that day, he used this magic art to restrain Tianlian Zhenren and the two deputy sect masters, and finally killed the three first-rank grand masters.

"Abbot, what should I do now?"

The head of the martial monastery looked at Abbot Huiwen and said worriedly.

Abbot Huiwen did not answer, but sighed softly:

"Up and down the Shaolin Temple, let's fight the demons together!"

As soon as the words came out.

Countless Shaolin Temple disciples looked at death as if at home.

"Together against the demons! Protect my Shaolin!"

"Together against the demons! Protect my Shaolin!"

"Together against the demons! Protect my Shaolin!"

The sound rolled, straight into the sky.

"What's the use of morale? In the face of absolute strength gaps, it is meaningless."

The black-robed demon master looked at Su Qin with disdain.

At this moment, among the many disciples of Shaolin Temple who were all tragic and indignant, Su Qin, who was still calm, was extremely conspicuous.

Just when the black-robed Demon Lord was about to make his move.

Su Qin raised his head slightly, his eyes were deep and deep: "Five years ago, I went to the main rudder of the magic gate of Wunan Mountain."

As soon as the words came out.

The expression of the black-robed Demon Lord changed slightly.

He could hear that Su Qin didn't seem to be lying.

At this moment, the demon disciple Kun Kong, who had been standing behind the black-robed demon master, suddenly reacted.

"Demon Lord."

"That's right, it's him!"

"He is the nameless holy monk who slaughtered my Demon Sect!"

Kun Kong hurriedly walked to the black-robed Demon Lord, his voice trembling.

When Su Qin walked out just now, Kun Kong recognized it, so he fell into extreme shock and fear.

Kun Kong said this.

The whole place fell into an eerie silence.

Not only the disciples of the Demon Sect couldn't believe it, but many disciples of Shaolin Temple also opened their eyes wide.

How could they never have imagined that the holy monk who saved the Shaolin Temple several times was actually an inconspicuous sweeping monk from the House of Commons?