Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

Chapter 441: One against one, I won’t fall behind. One against two, I have the advantage.

Su Qingxuan defeated the wine-fighting monk with one punch, which shocked everyone too much.

I thought that Su Qingxuan's previous attack on Xi Du Ouyang Feng was shocking. Seeing this scene today, everyone was even more upset.

Who is the Drunken Monk? He was an unparalleled powerhouse at the pinnacle of the realm of land gods. Since the establishment of the Shaolin sect for thousands of years, apart from the founder Bodhidharma and the sweeping monk, the wine monk can definitely be regarded as the third most powerful being.

Such a person, looking at the world and thousands of years of human history, is definitely one of the best, but he cannot match the power of Su Qingxuan's punch.

I really can't imagine how strong Su Qingxuan's strength has become? Perhaps there are already signs of surpassing the peak of land.

The sweeping monk who was passing by felt an unspeakable shock in his heart at this moment.

His strength is much higher than that of Doujiu Monk, but it is far from possible to easily injure Doujiu Monk with one punch.

Doesn't this mean that Su Qingxuan's strength has surpassed his own?

With this thought in mind, the sweeping monk felt a heavy feeling in his heart.

"Su Qingxuan's current strength is probably not weaker than that of his senior brother Zhang Sanfeng. Wudang is really lucky. It took only a hundred years for the sect to be established, but two such heroes can appear. If we give them enough time, our Shaolin may really Will be suppressed by Wudang."

Immediately, he thought with some joy in his heart.

"However, Wudang has no chance. Now Patriarch Bodhidharma has descended to the realm in person and is about to kill Su Qingxuan. After Su Qingxuan dies, the precious treasure in his hand that can kill immortals will also fall into my Shaolin hands. When the time comes, But with the respect treasure, he killed Zhang Sanfeng in one fell swoop and completely destroyed the Wudang Taoist tradition."

Thinking of this, the sweeping monk also decided to take action and joined forces with the wine monk to lead Su Qingxuan to the vicinity of Bodhidharma Cave as soon as possible to avoid any mistakes.

"Amitabha", the sweeping monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, took one step forward, and stood on the same line as the wine-fighting monk.

In one step, his appearance returned to his youthful appearance, and he also regained his youth and peak combat power.

"Master Su's strength is beyond my imagination. If you fight alone, no one in Shaolin will be your opponent. I have no choice but to join forces with my junior brother to bully the few with more. I hope I can make Master Su happy." The sweeping monk, who now looks like a young monk with red lips and white teeth, said with a smile.

One-on-one, I won't lose. One-on-two, I have the advantage. Su Qingxuan's face still showed a look of indifference.

"I'm sorry," the sweeping monk shouted softly, raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his cassock, pulled hard, and threw the cassock away.

The cassock that could only wrap up one person's body seemed to turn into a dark cloud covering the sky when the sweeping monk threw it, and moved towards Su Qingxuan.

The cassock demon subduing skill is one of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, ranking sixty-seventh among the seventy-two stunts.

Although they are ranked behind, the power of this skill should not be underestimated. Top masters can pour powerful Qi into the cassock and turn it into the strongest weapon. A ten-foot-long cassock can cut gold, jade, and rocks. Once covered by the cassock, no matter who they are, they will inevitably die.

The cassock flew in the air, blocking Su Qingxuan's sight and dividing him, the sweeping monk and the wine monk into two distinct worlds.

The heavy cassock quickly approached Su Qingxuan. Behind the cassock, the sweeping monk and the wine-fighting monk looked at each other, and then started to move together.

The sweeping monk slashed out with his palm, and the thin white palm burst out with strong true energy. A large golden handprint that covered the sky and the sun, wrapped in the Buddhist swastika, struck out.

This is the Vajra Mahamudra, one of the secrets of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism. It was originally a method of cultivating the mind to achieve great ambition, great realm, great compassion, and great wishes. At this moment, the sweeping monk used the true energy of martial arts to activate it, but it changed into A kind of supreme martial arts.

The wine-fighting monk's whole body was covered with golden light, and he used the power of the Nine Yang Divine Art to the extreme. His aura climbed all the way, reaching the extreme in an instant, and even affected the hidden wounds left in his body during the fist fight just now.

But at this moment, the wine-fighting monk didn't care about that. He endured the bursts of pain in his body and immediately punched out. The punch split into nine fist seals, like nine little burning suns that never burn out. This is the Nine-Yang Divine Fist. When it comes to martial arts in the world, it is also the most fierce and domineering, the most yang and the most strong.

Big hand seals and fist seals followed the cassock and directed towards Su Qingxuan.

The sweeping monk and the wine-fighting monk also did not stop. They both stamped hard on the ground and charged forward together, heading towards Su Qingxuan's position.

In the blink of an eye, the cassock was in front of me.

The corners of Su Qingxuan's mouth raised slightly, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, and Wuju started again.

If it was one-on-one, he would still have a fight with the Sweeping Monk and the others, but if it were one-on-two, don't blame him for not practicing martial ethics and just activate Wujian.

The cassock, which was covered by dark clouds, flew into the air and fell to the ground, shattering a bluestone floor tile.

The big hand seals and fist seals that followed also failed. They hit the ground and instantly opened a deep pit with a diameter and depth of more than ten meters.

The ground shook violently, attracting the attention of all the Shaolin monks and people in the world who were fighting.

Everyone was shocked by the power of Mahamudra and Nine Yang Divine Fist.

Faced with such a powerful attack, can Su Shaoxia be able to withstand it? All the casual cultivators in Jianghu could not help but feel worried about Su Qingxuan.

But all the Shaolin monks were overjoyed.

The all-out blow from the top experts on both continents was so powerful that even the ground was destroyed. Su Qingxuan might also be killed by this blow.

Xuanci was even more overjoyed. If the two master uncles could successfully kill Su Qingxuan with this move, they would not have to bother the ancestor to do it. This would be a great achievement.

However, the Sweeping Monk and the Drinking Monk both had solemn and alert expressions on their faces at this moment.

As the ones who made the move, they could naturally notice that the attacks just now fell into the air and did not harm Su Qingxuan's hair.

But right now, what made them surprised was that Su Qingxuan was nowhere to be seen.

"This...where did Su Qingxuan escape?"

"How did he avoid the attacks from both of us"?

"I didn't see him making any attempt to escape at all."

Just when the two of them were in shock and doubt, they suddenly felt a chill behind them, followed by a strong gust of wind.

Behind the two of them, Su Qingxuan had raised his fist and fired seven or eight punches in a row.

Every punch is the pinnacle of energy and spirit, and in terms of power, it is not inferior to the punch he just fought with the wine-fighting monk.

The violent fist wind blew, and the sweeping monk and the wine-fighting monk were shocked.

"Behind me," the two shouted loudly at the same time.

Without even having time to think about why Su Qingxuan appeared behind them, they all ran forward and jumped into the deep pit in front of them to avoid Su Qingxuan's killing punch.

Su Qingxuan's fist failed to hit the two of them, but it successfully hit the wall of the pit. In an instant, the ground around the pit began to collapse again, and the bluestone soil rolled down, submerging the sweeping monk and the wine monk.

The situation of the war turned again. People in the world who were still worried about Su Qingxuan were greatly excited when they saw this scene.

"Su Shaoxia is awesome!" everyone shouted in unison.

The sound reached Xuanci's ears, and he instantly turned to stone.