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

Chapter 450: Use my broken body to open a path for survival in Shaolin

The black dragon roared and made a strange cry.

"Wow, my Lord Long finally sees the light of day again."

"No matter who you are, if you dare to offend my mistress, Master Long will definitely tear you into pieces."

The black dragon was still as arrogant as ever. His funny behavior made the white tiger next to him feel a little embarrassed. There was a trace of anthropomorphic disgust on the huge tiger face. He turned his head and stopped looking at the black dragon. One glance.

"Stop yelling, kill this bald head first. If the mistress is frightened, you will see how the master will treat you." The white tiger roared in a deep voice, moved its four strong and powerful tiger legs, and charged towards the wine monk. .

"Coming, coming", the black dragon also roared, twisting its dozens of meters long body, circling and flying towards the wine-fighting monk.

The sudden appearance of the black dragon and white tiger really startled the wine-fighting monk.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at the terrifying size of the two mythical beasts, which are tens of meters long, Doujiu Monk knows that these two mythical beasts are definitely not easy to mess with.

It is true that the black dragon and the white tiger both have the combat power of land gods, and compared to human warriors of the same level, the combat power that these two beasts can unleash is undoubtedly stronger.

If the Doujiu Monk is still in his prime, with his peak land immortal level combat power, he will naturally not be afraid of the black dragon and the white tiger.

But it is a pity that he has just been severely injured by Su Qingxuan, has internal injuries, and his condition has declined. The combat power he can use and display now is only at the level of an ordinary land god.

Although it was enough to surpass any of the black dragons and white tigers, he was not sure of victory when faced with the two beasts joining forces.

The plan that was thought to be a sure thing had another setback, and for a moment, Doujiu Monk felt a sense of despair in his heart.

Is there really still a chance to defeat Su Qingxuan today?

The wine-fighting monk was in a trance, but the black dragon and white tiger had no intention of showing mercy at all.

The white tiger rushed in front of the drunkard monk, and with the inertia of the charge, he raised his right front paw high, aimed at the drunkard monk's head, which was as smooth as a braised egg, and slashed hard.

The tiger's claws fell and a strong wind suddenly rose.

The wine-fighting monk did not dare to resist head-on. He leaned his upper body backwards, rubbed his feet on the ground, and successfully penetrated under the white tiger with a sliding shovel.

Looking at the soft, defenseless belly of the white tiger, the wine-fighting monk stabbed straight into the belly of the white tiger with a knife in hand, trying to disembowel it.

But the next second, the tail behind the white tiger swung down from between the two hind legs at an incredible angle and struck at the drunken monk.

Judging from the speed of both parties' attacks, when the wine-fighting monk pierced the white tiger's belly, the white tiger's tail would also hit his lower body hard.

Considering the body length of a white tiger, which is more than ten meters long, a bloody hole in its belly might not be fatal.

But if the wine-fighting monk is hit by its tiger tail, his lower body will definitely turn into a bloody mess in an instant.

When the time comes, the black dragon that comes in a relay will kill the wine-fighting monk immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the wine-fighting monk clearly calculated the pros and cons and did not dare to continue to fight for his life. He had to stop the attack in a hurry and avoid the white tiger's tail.

The figures of one man and one beast just moved up and down, perfectly staggered.

Just after leaving the white tiger's body, the wine-fighting monk felt that his eyes were dark again, and a shadow enveloped him. It was the black dragon who had killed him.

"Little one, watch Master Long swallow you up in one gulp," the black dragon roared, biting towards the wine monk with a big mouth. The sharp dragon teeth flashed with cold light, and the fishy smell hit his face, making the wine monk feel terrified.

It was too late to dodge, the wine-fighting monk said to himself.

Because the size of the black dragon is so large, and the area covered by a dragon's mouth is also very huge, the wine-fighting monk does not have enough time to escape from it.

It is conceivable that if he is swallowed by the black dragon, the sharp dragon teeth can bite his body into pieces in an instant.

At the moment of life and death, a thought flashed through the mind of the wine-fighting monk. Immediately, he stepped hard on the ground with both feet. The ground beneath his feet instantly shattered, and a hole as deep as one person appeared on the ground.

The drunken monk's body also slipped into the hole.

The next second he hid in the hole, the black dragon's big mouth had also fallen.

The huge dragon head hit the ground hard, and gravel flew, but it did not hurt the wine-fighting monk in the cave.

The wine-fighting monk who was lucky enough to save his life didn't even have time to rejoice or be afraid, so he quickly waved his fist, punched a hole in the side, and escaped.

After successfully repelling the drunken monk, the black dragon and the white tiger did not choose to pursue the victory. Instead, they retreated to Nangong Pushe and Xu Weixiong.

The two beasts know their responsibilities very well.

That is to protect the two mistresses.

The merit of killing a hundred enemies is not as great as the merit of protecting two mistresses.

Thirty meters away, the wine-fighting monk emerged from the ground. Looking at the black dragon and white tiger who had returned to Nangong Pushe and the other two, a look of disappointment flashed across his face.

He originally wanted to lure the black dragon and white tiger into pursuing them, so he could look for another opportunity to attack Nangong Pushe and Xu Weixiong.

However, he did not expect that the black dragon and white tiger would not be fooled at all. With the protection of the two beasts, his sneak attack plan had no room to carry out.

The confrontation between the black dragon and white tiger and the drunken monk only happened in a split second.

But it was this short moment that made it clear that the sweeping monk's plan to capture the three Nangong servants and threaten Su Qingxuan had completely failed.

The sweeping monk who was desperately clinging to Su Qingxuan was stunned for a moment when he saw this result.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Su Qingxuan's mouth. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he punched out and hit the sweeping monk hard on the heart.

"Poof", the sweeping monk spat out a mouthful of old blood and retreated violently.

He bent his knees, half-kneeling on one leg on the ground, coughing blood from the corners of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

The eyes looking at Su Qingxuan were filled with deep hatred, fear and despair.

"You still want to sneak attack on my woman," Su Qingxuan said with a sneer, "Do you think I have no defense against this kind of thing?"

"Haha", the sweeping monk coughed up blood and smiled bitterly: "Zhenren Su has arranged so carefully, it seems that we will never have a chance to make a comeback today."

"Although you and I are enemies, the old monk is still the strongest person in the world at the pinnacle of the land. I hope that even if I die, I will die in your hands, so that my reputation will not be reduced."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, exposed his throat to Su Qingxuan, and waited for him to kill him.

Faced with the sweeping monk's death wish, Su Qingxuan did not choose to take action rashly. Instead, he called Li Chungang and Sui Xie Gudu to his side. The three of them formed a "pin" shape and surrounded the sweeping monk.

At this critical moment, Su Qingxuan didn't want to be taken advantage of by the sweeping monk because of his carelessness. If there was any accident, it would be safer for the three land peaks to join forces to attack.

As for whether the sweeping monk died gloriously or out of frustration, what does this have to do with him?

Seeing that Su Qingxuan still wasn't fooled, the last hope in the sweeper's heart was completely shattered.

He opened his eyes suddenly, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Shaolin disciples, please listen carefully, I am here to fight for your chance to escape."

The sweeping monk knew in his heart that there was no hope of reversing the situation today. If they continued to entangle, not only would he die here, but none of the Shaolin disciples would be spared.

Rather than doing this, it would be better to sacrifice himself to give Shaolin disciples a chance to escape.

As long as some kindling can be left behind, there may be a chance for Shaolin to revive in the future.

After making the decision, the sweeping monk immediately gathered all the true energy in his body into his dantian. The terrifying cultivation level of hundreds of years was compressed to the extreme, as if a volcano was about to erupt at any time.

That's right, he was about to self-destruct. No one could easily stop the self-destruction of a top land master.

On the other side, when the wine-fighting monk saw this scene, he was also moved in his heart: "Amitabha", he announced the Buddha's name, and also shouted loudly: "I am also here to open a way for Shaolin disciples to live."

Shaolin's two strongest combat forces actually chose to self-destruct at the same moment to give Shaolin disciples a chance to escape.