Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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"Who is this voice? Could it be Su Ming?"

Cheng Kun's face turned gloomy. He thought that Sandu had come down the mountain to strangle Su Ming, but Su Ming suddenly came to Shaolin to cause trouble. It can be seen that Sandu must have failed.

"Come here, inform the eighteen bronze men and thirty-six sword monks to follow me to subdue the demons and monsters. Cheng Kun said calmly.

""Yes, Abbot!" The Shaolin disciples agreed respectfully.

The Eighteen Bronze Men were well-known throughout the world. Needless to say, they were the Eighteen Golden Arhats.

As for the Thirty-Six Sword Monks, they were the Thirty-Six Innates in the Shaolin Temple. They were all proficient in Bodhidharma's swordsmanship. If they formed a sword formation to subdue demons, it would be extremely powerful and unstoppable.

Cheng Kun had become the abbot of Shaolin. Shaolin had accumulated thousands of years of heritage and trump cards, which he could deploy at will. Therefore, he was not afraid of Su Ming at all.

Soon, Cheng Kun led the Eighteen Bronze Men and the Thirty-Six Sword Monks to intercept Su Ming in the Bodhi Garden.

"Su Ming, we finally meet.

Cheng Kun stood in the Bodhi Garden, with Buddhist masters behind him, and said fearlessly:

"You big devil, you killed Kong Xing, Kong Wen, and Kong Zhi. If I am not mistaken, even the three great uncles Du E, Du Jie, and Du Nan died in your hands. You are really sinful."

Su Ming didn't care much after hearing these words, but the nearby Shaolin monks, hearing that Su Ming had killed so many Shaolin seniors, suddenly opened their eyes in anger, and they wanted to tear Su Ming into pieces. This is exactly what Cheng Kun wanted.

"Stop talking nonsense and prepare to die!"

Su Ming was too lazy to open his mouth to defend himself. He thrust his rainbow spear forward, his whole body was covered with the Mingshen Battle Qi, he stepped into the void, shot out violently, and killed Cheng Kun on the opposite side.

""All Shaolin disciples, listen up! Kill the demons!" Cheng Kun ordered and immediately retreated to the back.

He was a very cunning man. He knew that Su Ming was very skilled in martial arts, so he let the Shaolin disciples take action first. When Su Ming's martial arts were exhausted, he would harvest Su Ming's life.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

The Shaolin masters shouted to protect the abbot, and one by one they rushed towards Su Ming without regard for their lives. They were densely packed, one after another, blocking Su Ming's view of Cheng Kun.

""Get lost!"

Su Ming frowned, and swept his silver spear across, blasting away all the Shaolin monks.

After blasting away these cannon fodders, Su Ming pointed his spear at Cheng Kun, but was surprised to find that he was in a large formation and was actually surrounded. If he didn't break the formation, he couldn't kill Cheng Kun at all.

"Eighteen bronze men's stick formation, thirty-six Bodhidharma sword formation!"

"Su Ming, this is Shaolin's sword formation, you are dead today."

Cheng Kun stood in a safe area, with a smug look on his face, mocking Su Ming in the two major formations.

The eighteen bronze men are innate masters, and the thirty-six sword monks are all in the heavenly realm. The youngest of these people is over fifty years old, and some are even older than Kong Wen at the beginning. They usually study in Shaolin and do not travel around the world. Today, Su Ming came to Shaolin to kill him, so they took action.

People only know that Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou, but they don't know where the horror is. Today, 54 innate masters jumped out. How terrifying Shaolin's foundation is, I think there is no need to say more. The eighteen bronze men have golden skin, like brass, and they came to practice the Golden Bell. The shield and iron shirt, although not as good as the Vajra Indestructible Body, are also very good, at least they are hard to be hurt by swords.

All thirty-six sword monks hold long swords, the swords are swirling with golden Buddhist true energy, righteous and extremely sharp. In terms of the power of swordsmanship, I am afraid that only the Thirteen Deadly Swords can compare.

These are not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing is the formation. The individual strength is already very strong. After the formation, the power has increased by more than ten times.

Faced with such a horrible true appearance, no one in the world can leave Shaolin alive. Even if Zhang Sanfeng personally presides over the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation, he will not get any benefit.

""Arrangement? Is it useful?"

Su Ming glanced at the eighteen bronze men and thirty-six sword monks, sneered contemptuously, and suddenly activated his mind, radiating the gravity field.

Buzz!

Ten times the gravity suddenly blessed the fifty-four enemies.

The eighteen bronze men and thirty-six sword monks shook their bodies at the same time, and the weapons in their hands sank, and their internal organs felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Die!"

Just as the fifty-four monks were suffering, Su Ming's Rainbow Spear moved.

Puff, puff, puff...

The Hundred Strike Attacks of the Liaoyuan was unleashed, and the Rainbow Spear turned into a white dragon, charging in and out of the center of the enemy group. Each shot was invincible, killing the enemy with bloody heads, leaving them with no chance of fighting back.

"How could this happen?"

Cheng Kun saw Su Ming thrusting his spear like a tiger into a flock of sheep. On the other hand, the two major Shaolin formations seemed to be affected, and their power was not even half of what it usually was. He was a little confused.

""Roar!!!!"

Su Ming killed for a while and then used his sonic power.

A huge sonic wall appeared out of thin air. Grandmaster-level sonic waves bounced off the walls one by one, becoming stronger and more powerful. The eighteen bronze men and thirty-six sword monks were attacked by the sonic waves at the same time. They all bled from their seven orifices and lay on the ground. Not a single one was left standing. They were all killed.

"Cheng Kun, it's your turn now!"

After killing all 54 monks, Su Ming locked his eyes on Cheng Kun.

He immediately retracted the gravity field, flew in front of Cheng Kun, raised the rainbow spear high, and then slashed down fiercely.

"Yi Jin Jing!"

Cheng Kun knew that (good Zhao) Su Ming's Qing Gong was very high, so he did not foolishly choose to run away, but consciously urged all his strength to perform the immature Yi Jin Jing.

Cheng Kun raised his palms above his head and slapped them on the spear shaft of Guanhong Spear to offset the terrifying force of the downward smash.

He was not stupid enough to slap the spear tip, which was extremely sharp and would definitely crush his hands.

Bang!

The spear shaft hit Cheng Kun's hand, and the strong energy on the spear tore Cheng Kun's cassock into pieces. Cheng Kun was like being crushed by a mountain. His feet crushed the blue bricks on the ground, and his soles sank deeply into the ground.

"The spear master is too scary."

After being hit hard by Guan Hong's spear, Cheng Kun showed fear in his eyes. He only regretted that he had not practiced the Yi Jin Jing, otherwise he would never be in such an awkward position.

"You took my shot but didn't die? Is it the Yi Jin Jing magic skill?"

Su Ming's eyes showed interest._Feilu reminds you: Three things to do when reading - collect, recommend, and share!