Great Slaughter System

Xuan Ming, regardless of the reason, as long as he is in the rivers and lakes, he will attack anyone with a vicious reputation, so Xuan Ming has been restricted by Fahua Temple in the temple. If Xuanming is not a strong Taoist, Fahua Temple may even imprison him.

After listening to Qin Xiangtian's introduction, Shen Lang glanced at Xuan Ming with great interest. Such extreme people are usually martial arts geniuses, because only such persistent people can go further on the road of martial arts.

Xuan Ming walked down the steps step by step, his body was full of momentum, as if he saw the murder of his father and enemy, his eyes were fixed on Qin Xiangtian.

Qin Xiangtian looked fearless, and looked at Xuanming calmly. In the entire Continent of Gods, except for those major forces and hidden old monsters, Qin Xiangtian was really not afraid of anyone. Although Xuanming's reputation in the Jianghu is not weak, it is still unknown which of the two is stronger or weaker.

Click! ! !

The ground under Xuan Ming's feet was cracked inch by inch, spreading around like a spider's web.

Qin Xiangtian's clothes fluttered, and there was a loud explosion. The momentum of the two kept colliding in the air, and some fallen leaves that fell on the ground were blown and flew around.

An invisible barrier spread out in front of Shen Lang, easily blocking the aftermath of Qin Xiangtian's and Xuan Ming's aura collision.

Shen Lang and the others did not intervene, but quietly stood aside, watching the battle between the two.

The little monk from Fahua Temple saw Qin Xiangtian and Xuanming move their hands, turned around and ran to the depths of the temple, and reported to the top.

boom! ! !

Xuan Ming and Qin Xiangtian's aura reached its peak, and they punched one after another. The two punches collided in the air, and a terrifying power erupted from between the two of them.

The place where Shen Lang and the others were at this time was a corridor, with painted red pillars on both sides of the corridor, under the aftermath of the two, they were cracked and crumbling, and would collapse at any moment.

Qin Xiangtian and Xuan Ming didn't care where it was, but their figures changed rapidly, and they began to fight fiercely.

Qin Xiangtian's fists were covered with cyan true energy, and each punch was extremely powerful, but Xuan Ming was not weak. Xuan Ming practiced a powerful boxing method Vajra Fist from Fahua Temple.

People who practice Vajra Fist must have firm perseverance and no distracting thoughts in their hearts. In Fahua Temple, except for the ancestor of the most powerful man, there are only two people who have successfully practiced. The two eminent monks who practiced Vajra Fist are both people with superb Buddhism.

But Xuan Ming relied on extreme hatred, only hating people of the devil way, and those two eminent monks went to two extremes, but at the end of the extremes, there was a firm belief, which led to the same goal, so Xuan Ming was able to practice Vajra Fist.

Xuanming's every punch looked like a vajra staring at him. Originally, Xuanming had thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a Buddhist guardian vajra. Now when he casts his vajra fist, he looks like a vajra alive.

Watching the fierce battle between the two, Yuan Zhenyang and others behind Shen Lang watched intently. Only Shen Lang looked into the distance with a smile on his lips.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The pillars on both sides of the corridor finally couldn't withstand the aftermath of the battle between Qin Xiangtian and Xuanming, and collapsed suddenly. The hundreds of meters of corridor, the jade pillars that fell from Tujin Mountain suddenly fell down, and a cloud of dust rose up, covering the surrounding buildings with a gray veil.

Shen Lang and the others didn't move their feet, all the bricks and tiles were swept away by their true energy, and they didn't affect them at all.

With his right hand across his chest, Qin Xiangtian punched vigorously, causing Xuanming to back away continuously. At this moment, Qin Xiangtian quickly formed a seal with his hands, and a huge golden seal suddenly hit Xuanming.

Xuan Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out backwards.

Emperor Seal

The seal technique in Emperor Qin's Heart Sutra is considered to be a very powerful technique in the Qin Emperor's Heart Sutra. At this time, it was launched by Qin Xiangtian, and its power is very terrifying. Among the strong ones in the way, Qin Xiangtian's strength is definitely considered to be the top.

stop.

Just when Xuanming was defeated by Qin Xiangtian, a loud shout came from afar, and then a round of Buddhist seals with the word 卍 fell from the sky and enveloped Qin Xiangtian.

At this time, Qin Xiangtian, because he had just used the emperor's seal, had not yet recovered his true energy, so he was powerless to resist the swastika Buddha seal.

boom! ! !

A powerful feathered arrow suddenly shot out from behind Shen Lang, and before the swastika Buddha seal fell, it was shattered by the arrow and dissipated between heaven and earth.

After the swastika Buddha seal was shattered, an old monk with white beard and white eyebrows walked quickly from a distance. The distance between each step of that monk was the same, but the seemingly unpleasant steps came in front of Shen Lang and others in the blink of an eye.

All benefactors, please calm down. It is my Fahua Temple's incompetence in discipline that made Xuan Ming run afoul of several benefactors.

Shen Lang stood there quietly all the time. This old monk had already come here at the beginning of Qin Xiangtian's fight with Xuanming, but he didn't make a move until Xuanming was defeated by Qin Xiangtian. Then he came out suddenly.

Qin Xiangtian looked at the old monk unkindly, but Qin Xiangtian unexpectedly did not make a move, as if he was very afraid of the old monk.

Who are you?

Li Zong slowly put down the shocking bow in his hand, and asked in a deep voice.

Amitabha, the poor monk is the head of the martial arts hall of Fahua Temple. I was nearby just now and felt the fighting atmosphere between Xuanming and the Qin benefactor, so I rushed over. Hey, it was still a step late, but fortunately, the benefactor Qin was not injured, otherwise, Fahua Temple would not be able to explain to the Qin family.

The old monk lowered his eyelids and said with a sigh.

Senior brother, this Qin Xiangtian's hands are covered with blood, and he has a lot of bad debts. I want to represent Buddha and convert him.

Xuan Ming, with blood on the corner of his mouth, stood behind the old monk, his eyes were blood red, and he shouted angrily.

Presumptuous, Xuanming, Master Qin is the brother of Patriarch Qin, you are so rude today, where do you put my Fahua Temple?

The old monk glared at Xuan Ming angrily, and reprimanded him.

Although Xuan Ming was jealous, it didn't mean he was irrational. After being reprimanded by the old monk, Xuan Ming gave Qin Xiangtian a hard look, but said nothing.

Just as the old monk was apologizing to Shen Lang and the others, another group of monks came over from a distance, and the little novice monk who had reported the news was also among them, following behind those monks.

Some of those monks had kind faces, some had stern expressions, and some had expressionless faces. However, the monks were all dressed in the same blood-red cassock, but the spars inlaid on them were different.