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

Chapter 443: Land gods fall like rain

In front of Ksitigarbha Hall.

Huang Shang, Yuan Shisanqian, and Zhuge Zhengwo were at war with Colorless, Formless, and Selfless.

It is related to the life and death of the emperor, and the stability of the Song Dynasty. For Huang Shang and Zhuge Zhengwo, two loyal ministers, the only way to win this battle is to win.

For Yuan Shisanqian, his loyalty to the emperor is not as high as that of Huang Shang and Huang Shang, but he, who has always pursued fame and fortune, also regards this battle as the most critical battle in his life.

There is no greater merit than rescuing the driver!

As long as this battle can be won and the emperor Zhao Ji is successfully rescued, it is possible that he will be awarded the position of a marquis for his great contribution in rescuing the emperor. It does not matter how high the position is, as long as he can be comparable to Zhuge Zhengwo.

Therefore, the three of them acted in a completely crazy state, abandoning all defenses and attacking with all their strength, aiming for a quick victory and rescuing Zhao Ji from the dangerous predicament as soon as possible.

Huang Shang waved his fists and used his most powerful offensive punch - the Demon Subduing Fist. The speed was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. Every punch was filled with his hatred for Shaolin.

The colorless monk who was fighting against him was also frightened by his life-threatening appearance. He was already timid before even fighting, and inevitably fell into a sluggish state before making a move.

Therefore, facing the heavy punch from Huang Shang, the colorless monk could only fight and retreat. He was suppressed in an instant and could only resist with all his strength.

Zhuge Zhengwo danced his spear, and the spear shadows tore through the air, going straight for Monk Wuxiang's heart, throat and other vital points.

The failure to intercept Su Qingxuan's sword energy Changhe with one shot did not mean that Zhuge Zhengwo's combat power was weak. On the contrary, his combat power was very high, astonishingly high.

In the Song Dynasty, a dynasty that valued civility over military affairs, he was able to fight for the position of a Marquis of the Sixth Five Gods as a warrior, sit in the city of Bianjing, and suppress many nobles and nobles who did not dare to act recklessly, which is enough to prove his Strong force.

Especially under this desperate fighting style at this moment, he exploded with doubled combat power.

A spear was like a deadly poisonous snake. Within a few moves, it tore several bloody wounds on Monk Wuxiang's body.

The Yuan Thirteenth Limit was even more powerful. Without any foreplay, it was the most powerful attack. Nine feather arrows were shot out at the same time, turning into nine cold stars in the air, arranged in nine directions, and shot towards Monk Wu-Se.

After the arrows were emptied, Yuan Thirteenth Limit directly abandoned the big bow in his hand, condensed all his true energy into one place, and activated it instantly.

A huge zhenqi arrow shot out suddenly, covering the previous nine arrows.

The most powerful move of Sad Little Arrow never relies on external objects, but relies entirely on its own true energy.

Ten arrows volleyed in the air, blocking all of Monk Wu's escape routes, forcing him to resist forcefully.

"Ha", the monk Wuwo shouted loudly, raised his true energy, covered his body surface, and used the Buddhist golden body martial arts to resist the ten arrows from the thirteenth limit of the Yuan Dynasty head-on.

"Jingle-ding-ding-ding-ding."

There was a clang of gold and iron, and the arrows and the golden body collided violently.

The first arrow was shattered!

The second arrow was also shattered!

The third arrow, the fourth arrow, the fifth arrow... were all shattered as well.

However, during this process, the selfless monk's golden body defense was also being rapidly consumed.

By the time the ninth arrow hit, Monk Wu-Se's golden body was unable to break it into pieces and could only bounce it away.

At this time, the truly deadly and most powerful tenth arrow finally arrived.

As soon as the tenth arrow was shot, it completely tore through the selfless monk's golden body defense, passed through his chest, and exploded a blood hole the size of a human head. His heart veins were all twisted into residue by the true energy.

Before he could leave any last words, the monk Wuwo died on the spot.

His death shocked Wu Se and Wu Xiang, and they lost their sense of proportion. Faced with Huang Shang and Zhuge Zhengwo's sudden attack, they instantly fell into a disadvantage.

As for Yuan Thirteenth Limit, his face was a little pale because he had consumed too much energy. However, at this time, he did not choose to regain his energy immediately. Instead, he rushed forward to help Huang Shang and Zhuge Zhengwo fight against the enemy.

An extra land god-level combat power appeared out of thin air, and the battle situation instantly became one-sided.

With the help of Yuan Shisanxian, Zhuge Zhengwo seized the flaw of Monk Wuxiang, shot out with a single shot, and smashed his head.

After that, the two also joined the battle between Huang Shang and the colorless monk.

Masters from three continents besieged Monk Wu Se. He was completely defenseless. After all, not everyone was named Su Qingxuan.

After a while, while the colorless monk was being restrained by Yuan Shisanqian and Zhuge Zhengwo, Huang Shang swung out a big demon-subduing fist, successfully hitting the colorless monk in the back of the heart, and poured in the true energy of the fist. After destroying all his heart veins, the colorless monk spit out a mouthful of blood and spit out some internal organ fragments, and was killed by the three men.

Huang Shang and the other three were covered in blood. They stood there, looking at the corpses of the three colorless monks, feeling quite happy in their hearts.

"Hurry...go and save Your Majesty," Huang Shang said with a slight breath.

Then, the three of them rushed into the Ksitigarbha Hall and rescued Zhao Ji.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

Li Hanyi, Mu Taoren, and Wang Chonglou teamed up to besiege the crazy Shaolin monk, and the situation was also very good.

Shaolin Crazy Monk’s martial arts foundation is all based on the Yi Jin Jing. He was originally a crazy old monk. By chance, he successfully cultivated the Yi Jin Jing to the level of Dacheng. Although his skills are as deep as the abyss, for He doesn't have much exposure to other Shaolin martial arts, so he is also one of those masters who has profound skills but is not good at fighting.

On the other hand, each of the three Li Hanyi people came out of the bloody battles in the mountains of corpses, especially Li Hanyi and Mu Daoren. Both of them are swordsman masters known for their killing power. Together with Wang Chong Lou, a master who also focused on internal skills, and the three of them attacked together, and soon forced the crazy Shaolin monk into a desperate situation.

"Drink," the mad Shaolin monk shouted, using the profound internal energy of the Yi Jin Jing, he punched forward with both fists.

"Huh", Wang Chonglou exhaled a breath of turbid air, the true energy in his body surged, and he bent his arms in front of him, assuming a Tai Chi posture with the moon in his arms.

Then, he also pushed his palm out and met the Shaolin Mad Monk's fists.

Wang Chonglou's true energy is slightly inferior, but Tai Chi emphasizes the true meaning of moving a thousand pounds in four ounces.

Therefore, he successfully eliminated part of the crazy Shaolin monk's punching power, and he reluctantly took over the remaining punching power.

Taking this opportunity, Li Hanyi and Mu Taoren drew their swords together, one from the left and the other from the right. The two long swords penetrated both sides of the mad monk's body.

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Li Chungang walked in the air, his eyes patrolling below. Suddenly, he locked onto a figure, and immediately stepped out and landed down.

"Are you the Tianzheng monk?" Li Chungang asked while picking his nostrils.

"Amitabha, who is the donor?" Master Tianzheng looked wary. He felt a strong sense of oppression from Li Chungang, a sense of oppression that could only be felt at the pinnacle of land gods.

Li Chungang did not answer Tianzheng's question and said to himself: "Don't say that I, Li Chungang, bully the weak. I'll give you a chance to make the first move."

"Amitabha, I have been offended." Master Tianzheng declared the Buddha's name, circulated his Qi, and prepared to take action first. Facing a master at the pinnacle of the land, it would not be shameful to take action first.

However, just when he was adjusting his true energy, Li Chungang chose to attack without warning. He raised his hand and saw two green sword swords - two-sleeved green snakes.

Tianzheng's cultivation level was far weaker than his, and if he wasn't careful, he would suddenly attack.

Therefore, under the green snake with two sleeves, he was killed instantly.

Looking at Tianzheng's body, Li Chungang picked his nose and muttered: "After hanging out with that kid Qingxuan for so long, you really think I'm still as shameless as before"!

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At the same time, the trio of Sui Xiegu, the Four Sages of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning, and the Ming Dynasty all completed their first kills.

In a short period of time, a double-digit number of Shaolin's land masters have died.