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

Chapter 449: Sneak attack? Sorry, failed again!

The Shaolin Taoist monk was talked to death by a few words. This slightly absurd scene made everyone commotion again, and they all looked at Yuan Thirteen Limits.

Especially Zhuge Zhengwo looked at Yuan Thirteenth Limit with deep surprise and a hint of unfamiliarity.

"Why didn't I notice before that he was so eloquent?" Zhuge Zhengwo was thinking secretly in his heart.

Zhuge Zhengwo is a man who is good at talking. He once defeated many powerful enemies by relying on his superb talking skills.

On the contrary, Yuan Thirteenth Limit has always believed that if you can take action, don't push too hard. The word "do" is highlighted in all actions.

But he didn't expect that he could actually do something like this to kill someone with his words today.

This is actually somewhat beyond Zhuge Zhengwo’s cognition.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on him, Yuan Shisanqian immediately waved his hands and said: "Stop, stop, I'm not going to kill the Taoist monk."

As he spoke, he nuzzled his lips in the direction of Su Qingxuan: "If we really want to get into the cause of his death, it must be the work of Zhenren Su."

"If Su Zhenren hadn't shown his extraordinary attainments in the formation and broken the Taoist monk's Taoist heart, I wouldn't be able to kill him even if I dried up my saliva and cut off my tongue."

After hearing this, everyone thought deeply.

After all, it was because of Su Shaoxia's extraordinary attainments in the formation that broke the formation's Taoist monk's Taoist heart, which shocked him so much that he finally died and his Taoism disappeared.

Such a scene can be called invisible killing, and it is so terrifying.

Regarding the sudden death of the Taoist monk, the sweeping monks were also a little moved.

After all, although the Formation Monk's cultivation is not very strong, he is responsible for the maintenance of the mountain guarding formation, so he also plays a decisive role in Shaolin.

Another high-ranking Shaolin official died because of Su Qingxuan. For a time, the resentment and murderous intention of everyone in Shaolin towards Su Qingxuan became much higher again.

"Hoo", the sweeping monk exhaled a breath, suppressed the waves in his heart, and the expression on his face gradually returned to calm. The situation had developed to this point. No matter how he tried to get angry and resentful, it had no effect. Instead of Instead of wasting time and being incompetent and furious, think about how to get through the difficulties at hand.

At this juncture, Shaolin has fallen into a certain death situation. If you are not careful, you will end up with the tragic ending of the entire army being annihilated.

Patriarch Bodhidharma has been entangled in the Immortal Killing Weapon and will not be able to rescue them in a short period of time.

At the moment, only he and Doujiu Monk on their side can exert combat power at the level of land gods.

Among the remaining Shaolin monks, there are some half-step land-level experts. Although they can temporarily display combat power comparable to land gods with the help of combined attack techniques such as the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, they are not as powerful as real land gods. , there is still a big gap.

Moreover, even if there was not a big gap, they would not be able to gather the combat power of seventeen land-level warriors.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to reverse the situation of the war!

The sweeping monk was extremely anxious. Suddenly, his eyes noticed Nangong Pushe, Xu Weixiong, and Huang Rong among the crowd.

After seeing the three people, his eyes immediately lit up.

These three people are all crucial figures around Su Qingxuan, but unfortunately, the strength of the three of them has not reached the level of land gods, not even half a step on land.

If he could catch the three of them in a sudden attack while others were unprepared, he would definitely make Su Qingxuan avoid making any rash moves.

By then, there might still be room for improvement, and they might be able to hold on to Patriarch Damo to defeat his opponents and come to the rescue.

With this thought in mind, the sweeping monk quietly sent a message to the wine-fighting monk and explained his plan.

It was up to him to delay, hold back Su Qingxuan and others, and distract Su Qingxuan and others.

The wine-fighting monk took the opportunity to take action and captured the three Nangong servants alive.

The two hit it off immediately and began to implement their plan.

The sweeping monk looked at Su Qingxuan, with a smile on his face, and said: "I didn't expect that Su Zhenren was not only extremely powerful in martial arts, but also had such transcendent attainments in the formation path, which really impressed the old monk."

"In today's situation, I, Shaolin, have been defeated. We have been prepared to perish a long time ago. However, the Shaolin disciples are innocent. I hope that Master Su can be noble and let them live. The old monk is very grateful."

"At this time, I thought of begging for mercy"? Li Chungang picked his nose and sneered: "Surrender and lose half? How can such a good thing happen?"

"You, Shaolin, are so audacious that you kidnapped His Majesty. This is a serious crime against the nine clans. Everyone should be punished, and there is no chance of letting anyone go," Huang Shang said coldly.

Mu Taoist also had a murderous look on his face, shook the sword in his hand, and said: "You want us to let these little bald donkeys go? Please ask me if the sword in my hand will agree."

The remaining people also criticized Shaolin verbally and writtenly, with only one core meaning, that is, it was absolutely impossible for them to let the Shaolin disciples go.

Su Qingxuan spread his hands and said: "As you can see, it's not that I want to commit more crimes, but it's a pity that public anger can't be done."

Faced with everyone's verbal criticism, the Sweeping Monk did not feel fear in his heart. Instead, he was a little happy. Everyone's attention was attracted to him, and the possibility of the Drinking Monk's attack being successful increased a bit.

The sweeping monk closed his eyes, put on a sad look on his face, and sighed and said: "In this case, the only way to go is to fight to the death."

"Although the old monk is unable to stop you, he is still confident that he will take away a few land gods with all his strength."

"Shaolin disciples, fight to the death with me and defend Shaolin." The sweeping monk shouted, suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, and then he charged towards Su Qingxuan first.

Behind him, Xuanci, Xuannan, and other Shaolin monks all charged towards Su Qingxuan and others with determination on their faces, fearless of death.

On the contrary, the wine-fighting monk quietly hid his figure, waiting for the opportunity to launch a thunderous strike.

"How brave, I will kill all of you today", Mu Taoist shouted loudly and stepped forward with his sword.

Li Chungang and others also took action.

Su Qingxuan also raised his fists and charged towards the sweeping monk.

In an instant, the two sides fell into a fierce melee again.

The sweeping monk was not afraid of death and gave up all defenses. He tightly wrapped around Su Qingxuan and held him up.

Seeing this scene, the wine-fighting monk knew that the time had come for him to take action, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Nangong Pushe and the other three.

The next second, he moved quietly, walking like a ghost among the crowd.

Nangong Pushe, Xu Weixiong and Huang Rong, who were watching the battle, suddenly felt a murderous intention targeting them.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the wine-fighting monk was heading towards the three of them with murderous intent on his face.

Under the influence of this murderous intention, the three people's faces turned slightly pale, and Huang Rong was even more frightened.

However, Nangong Pushe and Xu Weixiong did not show much fear, and both of them clenched the small ball in their hands at the same time.

When the wine-fighting monk was about to approach, the two of them threw small balls at the same time.

The next second, a burst of light flashed, and two terrifying beasts flashed out from the two small balls.

One of them is completely black and is a winding dragon.

The other one was white all over, with a king-shaped pattern on its forehead.

Both giant beasts exuded a powerful pressure.

It is the black dragon and the white tiger, the two divine beasts on the mainland.

Ever since Su Qingxuan subdued the two beasts in Bei Ming, he kept them in his pocket and handed them over to Nangong Pushe and Xu Weixiong for self-defense.

Now, the wine-fighting monk chose to attack the two of them secretly, and the black dragon and white tiger happened to be useful.

Seeing the drunken monk rushing toward him, the black dragon and white tiger roared and immediately rushed forward.