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Chapter 213 Monk Vs Bald Donkey

Chu Sheng took a step forward, the long sword energy in his hand was strong in all directions, and the steps under his feet were constantly changing. Jian Gang quickly gathered around him, strangled the sword energy hard, and rushed into the crowd of sword bandits with him.

Immediately, screams, screams, and the sound of clanging weapons colliding could be heard endlessly.

With the strength of one person, Chu Sheng dragged the pace of this group of sword bandits.

Qi Zhoujia was calm after all, he knew what was important, he looked at Chu Sheng reverently, and immediately led the crowd to protect Zuo Chongguang and turn away again.

Some sword bandits wanted to give up Chu Sheng and chased them away. The blood-stained white clothes of the young man fluttered, and he swung the long sword in his hand rapidly.

Standing on his own feet, he blocked dozens of people.

"How dare you block my way!" The fierce monk uttered a deafening roar, his thick palms danced, his true energy surged like a sea tide, and he slapped forward with all his strength.

Chu Sheng's face was serious, he took a step back, and immediately stood firm, stirring the sword energy vigorously, and the sword gang turned like a whirlpool, and the sound of rattles continued.

A sword came out, facing the monk's palm.

The energies repel each other, centering on the place where the two stood, the bluestone slabs cracked inch by inch, and the broken stones and weeds on the ground were all pushed away by the burst of qi.

The strong wind blew in all directions, so much so that it hurt the faces of the sword bandits around them, forcing them to retreat one after another.

The two location masters tried their best to refute, and this scene made everyone extremely shocked.

The long sword buzzed, Chu Sheng was exhausted after all, but the latter was at the peak of his strength, bursting out of his hand, the strong wind resisted the long sword, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

"Go!" The fierce monk raised his palms, and the wind became stronger. Chu Sheng couldn't bear the energy surging in his body, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and fell back.

"Boy, grandpa will give you a ride!"

As the saying goes, if you don't forgive others, the fierce monk is in the front, so naturally he will not let go of such an opportunity.

He stretched out his arms, and his body rose like a dove, and his palms changed accordingly, and his fingers were like hooks of eagle claws.

This is the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, one of the 72 Buddhist techniques. It is practiced both internally and externally, and all the power is in the knuckles. It is famous for its violence, ferocity, and rapid concentration.

This monk's hand is as fast as lightning, his fingers are strong and firm as iron stone, it is obviously extraordinary.

If he was caught by his claws, his skin would be broken into pieces.

Chu Sheng's face turned ruthless. When he saw the fierce monk coming towards him with a paw, he hurriedly raised his palm and rushed towards him.

"bang"

There was another dull burst of energy, and Chu Sheng retreated six or seven times, with blood gushing from his mouth, so he had to lean on his long sword with difficulty.

Looking up at the fierce monk, Chu Sheng couldn't help showing a sneer on his face, how could he take advantage of Chu Sheng so easily.

If I want to eat myself, I have to break your teeth first!

"Boy, what kind of palm technique are you doing!?" The fierce monk was sweating profusely, looking at the frost in his palm, he felt even more chilly all over, and hurriedly mobilized his palms to wipe away the chill.

"How about the Great Monk?" Chu Sheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Your Excellency's eagle claw skills are extraordinary, but my Xuanbing erosion is also quite advanced."

"Xuan Bing Erosion?" The fierce monk was even more taken aback, this evil art is famous, poisonous poison is like a maggot attached to the bone, it is difficult to get rid of.

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!" Thinking of this, he became even more annoyed, and immediately shouted and cursed.

There was also a bit of eagerness in the eyes of the sword bandits. Chu Sheng was so embarrassed that everyone could see that he seemed to be at the end of his strength, and the only difference was that he was just getting close.

After all, the knife bandits were brave, and just as the fierce monk finished speaking, one of them shouted indiscriminately, and he raised his knife and slashed at him.

When one person moved, dozens of people rushed forward with knives.

"How dare a bunch of young men come to trade my head for a future!?" Chu Sheng sneered. Although he was seriously injured, it did not mean that he had no ability to fight back.

With a palm retracted, a handful of golden needles was in his hand. Facing the massacre of sword bandits, Chu Sheng grinned, and suddenly pushed hard, and the strength aroused countless golden needles to burst out quickly.

The golden needles are dense and numerous, and suddenly it is like a rain of flowers all over the sky, and they are blessed with energy, so the castration is even worse.

The hard-working golden needle flew and pierced, screams and screams were heard endlessly, the knife bandits dodged one after another, but more of them were hit.Some were directly pierced into the heart and lungs by golden needles, and some were directly stabbed at the death point. Although some avoided it, they inevitably got a few spots on their bodies. .

The power of a concealed weapon being fired close at hand should not be underestimated, what's more, the purpose of "throwing golden needles all over the sky" is to injure as many enemies as possible.

To deal with such a situation, the most excellent thing was that countless golden needles caused the death and injury of more than twenty people!

The fierce monk was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he was also really brave. He immediately became angry, regardless of the cold poison, and directly channeled his true energy.

"This monk swears to kill you!"

He came very quickly and was really powerful, but Chu Sheng had no way to deal with the enemy, so he could only complain secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, something was thrown from the darkness, and it hit the ferocious monk with a sound of "clang!", and the monk spewed blood back immediately, fell on the ground and rolled several times before he stopped.

"Who!?"

"Amitabha." A bald man came out from the darkness, and behind him, countless monks came to kill him with sticks.

"The little monk is here to get rid of you, the demon monk!"

Chu Sheng glanced back at the person who came, and immediately burst out laughing. While taking out the elixir from his bosom and swallowing it, he said, "Monk, if you come late, you will have to collect the corpse for me."

"Benefactor Chu, I am the cause of this matter." Monk Guangming had a gentle smile on his face, but his words were as sonorous as gold and stone.

"But the little monk is here, so the matter should be settled."

Chu Sheng was not polite, and stood up with the support of a monk, "This is the second time you and I have met, so I am asking you a question."

"Can I ask for that one-finger Vajra Dharma and use it by my side?"

The corner of Monk Guangming's mouth twitched. Such a character is really rare for him. This is not the first time that Chu Sheng has shamelessly begged him for 72 Buddhist skills.

72 skills, after all, there are high and low, and the one-finger Vajra method is just the best.

"Master Chu fought bravely to protect Chong'an Temple, my Buddhist gate, so the little monk will naturally not turn a blind eye." The monk began to speak in an official tone.

"Give it or not!" Chu Sheng was even more shameless.

"Give!"

Hearing this, the fierce monk became even more resentful, and immediately scolded: "How can you pass on the secret books of Buddhism to others! It's absolutely disgusting!"

Guangming's eyes fell on him, and Chu Sheng reminded him in a timely manner: "This is a Japanese monk from Yingzhou, and it seems that he has a deep hatred with you."

"It's all normal." Guangming nodded, not surprised, "Even my Buddhist school is like a Taoist school, and there are factions opposing each other."

"Like the talisman of the Taoist sect and the Taoism of the alchemy and the Tao?"

"That's right. There is also a dispute between the northern and southern Buddhist sects in my Buddhist sect. It's just that the sixth patriarch of my southern Buddhist sect won the head of the Buddha, so the northern Buddhist sect crossed the sea to Yingzhou." Guangming said calmly.

Just talking, but the Bodhisattva already glared at him, "It's just that you are in collusion with the Yingzhou sword bandits and messed up the southern border of China, you should be killed!"

Speaking of this, the Zen stick in his hand fell to the ground, and the stellar energy rose in all directions, and the cracks on the ground spread like spider webs.

(End of this chapter)