Chapter 295 Big Boss Sweeping Monk

Xin Han's eyes also turned red, since he had set the precept of killing, he would kill to his heart's content, swinging out the Yitian sword in his hand, sending out more than a dozen Yitian sword qi, attacking more than a dozen eminent monks of Xuanzi generation.

These dozens of sword qi were not intended to hurt the enemy, but only to block the enemy. When the dozen or so masters showed their magical powers to deal with the sword qi, Xin Han charged at the ordinary disciples again with his sword.

The long sword fluttered, and the sword energy surged. Killing ordinary disciples was like chopping melons and vegetables. Shaolin disciples suffered heavy casualties immediately.

"Stop!" All the eminent monks of the Xuan generation exclaimed in unison, looking at the disciples who had suffered heavy casualties, these eminent monks couldn't hold back any longer, their eyes were tearing apart, and they shouted angrily at Xin Han.

Xin Han sneered in his heart, he used all kinds of tricks so happily when he hit me, would he know that his heart hurts when his own person died, why did he go so early.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred Shaolin disciples died at Xin Han's hands, and there were junior disciples all over the place. Although Shaolin Temple claims to have thousands of monks and soldiers, it cannot withstand such damage.

Several eminent monks of the Xuan generation who still had reason looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of determination in each other's eyes. Xuantong, Xuanzhen, and Xuannan, the three masters attacked at the same time, trying to isolate Xin Han from the ordinary monks.

Xin Han did not retreat, two sword qi passed, forcing Xuantong and Xuanzhen to retreat, and one move shocked Baili against Shang Xuannan's "Sleeve Universe".

With a sound of 'Boom', when the two forces collided, Xuannan's sleeves that were as strong as iron and steel after being loaded with internal energy suddenly exploded, and under the rebound of the huge force, Xuannan and Xin Han took two steps back at the same time.

Between the two, countless pieces of shattered sleeves fluttered all over the sky like butterflies.

Seeing that Xin Han was shaken back, Xuanci thought that his internal strength was weak, and wanted to take the opportunity to beat Xin Han to death, so he rushed forward and slapped three consecutive palms of the "Great Vajra Palm", overwhelming palm force towards Xin Han. .

With a sneer on Xin Han's face, Yitianjian used the breaking momentum of the nine swords, but he didn't know what to do, he just swung the sword casually, and all the palm strength that was all over the sky was broken.

Xuanci didn't even know how to be afraid at this moment, seeing that the palm strength was useless. Directly use the dragon claws to grab Xin Han.

Xin Han stabbed Xuanci's heart with a backhanded sword. This blow was fast and ruthless, Xuanci, who had been obsessed with hatred, didn't know how to dodge, and rushed towards him with the potential to hurt both sides.

"Amitabha!" At this moment, the Buddha's name was like enlightenment. Let the Shaolin monks, who are full of murderous intent, and Xin Han clear their minds.

The impulse of passion receded. All the monks could not help subconsciously stopping to watch as they watched the scene like Shura's hell in front of the Daxiong Palace.

There is an invisible and soft force between Xin Han and Xuan Ci.

Separate the two towards the sides.

Xin Han's sword was absolutely sure to kill Xuanci, so how could he forget it.

Immediately, Beiming's true energy was urged to the extreme. In an instant, dozens of sword qi were shot out, cutting through the soft power, and the sword rushed towards Xuanci and swept past. It hit Xuanci on the shoulder.

One arm left the body, Xuanci couldn't help but let out a muffled snort. He took several steps back, and at the same time moved his fingers like flying, and pressed a few times on the injured area. The blood stopped immediately.

"That's enough! Donor, please stop!" A loud shout was like Hong Zhong Dalu, rushing towards Xin Han.

Xin Han suddenly laughed wildly, the bursts of strange laughter seemed to come from hell and the underworld, making people creepy, this burst of laughter immediately dispersed the Hong Zhong Da Lu's voice, and the two sound waves canceled each other out in the air.

This smile is the activation of the "Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roar" in the Nine Yin Scriptures, which immediately disperses the opponent's sound waves.

Xin Han stepped back in front of the girls, and looked forward again, only to see that between him and the monks of the Shaolin Xuan generation, at some point, there was already an old monk with a green robe, a skinny old monk with white eyebrows and a white beard.

"Master, what do you mean?" Xin Han shielded himself with the Yitian sword. In front of this person, even he did not dare to take it lightly.

'Sweeping Monk', just looking at the appearance, you can tell that the number one in the Tianlong world is on stage. To be honest, Xin Han stimulated Xuanci, and when he got to this point, he actually wanted to draw this big man out. He wanted to see who the Sweeping Monk was. To what extent, to what extent.

The old monk glanced at the surroundings covered with stumps and blood, put his hands together in compassion, and chanted the Buddha's mantra again, then raised his eyes and stared at Xin Han: "The benefactor's attack was too cruel and cruel without realizing it. Is it gone?"

Xin Han had a half-smile on his face: "Then according to Master, should I be arrested without a fight, even if all the eminent monks in Shaolin want to kill and fight as much as they want, they can't fight back?"

The old monk frowned, shook his head and said, "I'm not saying that you can't protect yourself, but your martial arts are much higher than theirs, why bother to commit more crimes!"

Xin Han smiled and said: "Master, you are joking. The Shaolin monk broke into my wife's house at night, and I stopped him from using force... I wanted to talk to Abbot Shaolin, but just now, Abbot Xuanci ordered the monks to Besiege us, regardless of life or death."

Xin Han recounted the cause and effect, and laughed loudly: "Master, even in this situation, can't you kill the killer? Then I just stand and don't fight back, and let you Shaolin thief monk kill it!"

"This..." The old monk was at a loss for words for a moment, he didn't know what happened before, if he followed what the other party said, Shaolin's side was deceiving people too much.

The Shaolin monks all returned to their senses and suppressed their impulsive hearts. After hearing Xin Han's words, they felt that today's battle was inexplicable. It was supposed to be a martial arts competition, but it turned into a gang fight.

The monks looked at the stumped limbs and arms on the ground, and listened to the sounds of the wounded brothers around them. Can't help chanting the Buddha's name in unison.

The old monk turned to Xuanci, clasped his hands together and saluted, "If you dare to ask the abbot, I wonder if this benefactor is telling the truth."

Xuanci snorted coldly with red eyes: "Who are you? If the monks in this temple must listen to the order of the poor monk, beat the person in front of you to death quickly, otherwise I will drive you out of the temple."

The old monk was stunned, looked Xuanci up and down, Xuanci said angrily: "What are you looking at, all disciples obey the order, kill me!"

The old monk shook his head and said, "No wonder, it turned out that he was possessed by a demon." After speaking, he walked towards Xuanci.

When he said this, all the eminent monks of Xuanci's generation realized that Xuanci's face was ferocious, his eyes were fierce, and he was indeed possessed by demons. Seeing the old monk walking towards Xuanci, they couldn't help but worriedly reminded, "Master, be careful."

The old monk shook his head and said: "No problem!" He walked in front of Xuanci in two steps, reached out his hand and pressed Xuanci's head.

Xuanci's state at this time, speaking in modern terms, means that he has received severe stimulation and is insane. Driven by hatred was not his intention.

Xin Han also felt that the bald thief was being stimulated too much. Watch now with peace of mind.

Xuanci's right arm was severed by Xin Han. Seeing the old monk grabbing at him with the other arm, he yelled wildly: "You're going to die!" Suddenly, he slapped the old monk with his palm.

He made a move with the 'Great Vajra Palm Strength', but when the palm strength reached three feet away from the old monk. It was like encountering a layer of extremely soft, yet extremely hard barrier. With a sound of wave, the power of the palm dissipated without a trace.

The old monk didn't realize it, he was pressing Xuanci's door with one hand. Xuan Ci felt as if struck by lightning, and closed his eyes. The body suddenly felt like a sieve, and trembled involuntarily.

The old monk shouted in a low voice: "Fool, don't wake up yet!"

He drank it. Xuan Ci suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the clarity in his eyes. The tinge of red has faded away long ago, after Xuanci opened his eyes, his body was still trembling. From his forehead visible to the naked eye, beads of sweat kept pouring out, and he was dripping with sweat just by breathing, all over his face, and after a few more breaths, his whole body was drenched in Han water.

Finally, he stopped trembling, let out a long breath, and put one palm on his chest: "Thank you, master, for expelling the demons in my disciple's heart. The disciple almost made a big mistake and fell into the hell of Avici."

The old monk smiled with satisfaction: "It's okay, it's okay, knowing the mistakes can make things better."

Xuanci bowed to the old monk to the end, then stood up and said to several elders of Xuanci's generation: "Xuanci made a big mistake in his early years, and his xinxing was not perfect, so he was invaded by the demon just now, which made me suffer in Shaolin. It's Xuanci's fault alone."

"From today onwards, Xuanci has retreated and repented. As for the position of abbot, you can decide for yourself." After speaking, Xuanci took a step towards the Discipline Academy.

"Wait! I don't care about your affairs, but you must give me an explanation for today's affairs." Xin Han is not happy anymore, you old monk will do it as soon as you say it, and you want to leave after beating, how can it be so easy things.

Xuanci looked at Xin Han, with no sadness or joy on his face, and said: "The reason why I was invaded by the demons, the benefactor, is also related to you. My Shaolin disciple who died and injured so many people will not pursue it with you. You still have to do it." Hurry up and go down the mountain."

What Xuan Ci meant was: "It's not all because of your provocative words that I made it like this, you are also responsible for this matter."

Xin Han disdainfully said: "It's a joke, if you don't do anything wrong, why are you afraid of ghosts calling your door? If I say a few words, you will go crazy. This can also depend on me. Let me tell you, if Shaolin Temple doesn't satisfy me today, I will wash my blood away." Shaolin, let Shaolin be removed from the martial arts from now on!"

When he said this, the other monks felt that he was arrogant. Although they had seen his strength and knew that his martial arts were superb, it would be a bit big to say that Shaolin should be expelled from the Jianghu.

The nameless old monk frowned and said, "Almsgiver, what exactly do you want to do?"

Xin Han raised his Yitian sword, pointed at the old monk from afar, and said, "I want to fight you! Regardless of whether I win or lose this battle, my relationship with Shaolin will be wiped out!"

The old monk thought about it for a while, and then said: "Okay, benefactor, please make a move."

Xin Han has long been curious about the strength of the sweeping monk, and has long wanted to see what state he is. Immediately, he swung his Yitian sword and used a move of 'breaking momentum', bringing out a sword aura and stabbing at the old monk.

The old monk didn't dodge or dodge, he let the sword energy stab at him, but the sword energy was blocked by the air wall three feet in front of him, and he managed to enter the wall half a foot before being disappeared.

Xin Han's real ultimate move is not the sword qi, but the "breaking momentum" of Yitianjian. I saw Yitianjian swimming forward in a mysterious way, not affected by the wall of qi at all, and reached the old monk in the blink of an eye. chest.

The old monk didn't panic, he just stretched out his two fingers to pinch the sword tip, this pinch is bound to be won, it seems that there are countless changes.

Xin Han smiled slightly, stretched out his arm, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the old monk's elbow. No matter how many changes you have, you will always remain the same. This sword can be said to respond to all changes with the same.

The old monk let out a 'huh', as if marveling at the magic of the 'Nine Swords', he turned his side slightly to avoid the sword, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xin Han's arm. (To be continued.)

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