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

On the other side, Xu Yanbing held an ordinary wooden gun and blocked Lingchen's Zen staff.

"Amitabha, donor Xu, I have offended you." Lingchen chanted the Buddha's name and danced the Zen staff in his hand.

The hundreds of kilograms of Zen sticks seemed weightless in Lingchen's hands.

Countless golden Zen staff shadows accompanied by the howling wind shrouded Xu Qibing's body.

Xu Qibing's expression remained normal. He looked at the powerful and heavy Zen staff that was coming towards him, and stabbed out the spear in his hand.

A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the spear was like a dragon. The ordinary wooden spear in Xu Qianbing's hands was more powerful than any magic weapon's spear.

The spear left an afterimage in the air, very accurately avoiding the afterimage of the Zen staff, and pierced Lingchen's heart.

However, facing this shot that could tear apart steel, Lingchen actually refused to dodge and chose to fight head-on.

There was a faint golden light on the body under the Lingchen monk's robe, and the Buddhist Henglian Golden Body was effective at this moment.

Xu Yanbing never expected that the monk opposite him would be so staunch.

His shot failed to make Lingchen avoid it, so Lingchen's Zen staff was still chopped down.

Seeing this, Xu Yanbing's heart beat rapidly and he raised his left arm suddenly, also intending to resist Ling Chen's Zen staff.

Xu Jiabing is a half-step martial arts saint, and his physique is equally terrifying.

Lingchen's Zen staff and Xu Yanbing's spear landed on each other almost at the same time.

"Crack", accompanied by the sound of bone cracking.

Xu Qibing's left arm was broken and hung down weakly.

And his spear pierced Lingchen's heart accurately, and a huge force wrapped in the sharp spear light instantly broke through Lingchen's golden body.

Lingchen flew out and fell down in the courtyard.

Among the four battlefields, Xu Yanbing and Lingchen were the first to fall.

However, the price was that both parties were seriously injured.

Ling Chen fell down in the courtyard, his face was like gold paper, and he had obviously suffered a lot of injuries.

Lingchen could feel a sharp spear light at his heart, like maggots attached to his bones, constantly eroding his heart veins.

Waves of tingling sensations came from his heart, and Lingchen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"That's sloppy. I didn't expect that there would be so many land masters in the Beimu Palace." Lingchen complained in his heart.

"If I had known earlier, I should have called in a few more senior brothers to come together." This thought flashed through Lingchen's mind.

Then he put his right hand into the monk's robe and took out a golden elixir - the God-Suppressing Continuing Life Pill, also known as the Life-Sustaining Golden Pill.

It is an extremely precious elixir in Shaolin. It is the supreme elixir for healing injuries, refreshing the mind, and strengthening life and fitness.

With Shaolin's thousand-year foundation, there are not many such elixirs.

Those who are not in the realm of terrestrial gods are not allowed to take it.

Before setting off to Beimu this time, Lingchen specially brought one with him just in case of any eventuality.

But what he didn't expect was that he would actually use it on the first day he arrived in Beimu.

Lingchen took the elixir, and soon, under the power of the elixir, Lingchen's complexion improved a lot.

Inside the room, Xu Baibing's face was also a little pale.

The blow he had just resisted from Ling Chen was equally uncomfortable.

At this moment, Xu Yanbing's left arm was not only broken, but also completely unable to use any strength.

Under the Lingchen Zen Staff, the terrifying power also penetrated into Xu Yanbing's internal organs.

At this time, Xu Yanbing felt as if his internal organs were mixed together, and a feeling of weakness emerged.

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At the same time, outside the Prince Beimu's Mansion.

Zhao Gao and others, who were among the crowd of warriors, also saw the brilliance erupting in the sky above the palace.

"It's done, the war is starting inside," Zhao Gao was ecstatic.

Then, Zhao Gao winked at Zie Ri beside him.

Covering the sun, the heart understands.

Two sword auras were released quietly.

One of them exploded in the group of warriors. In an instant, at least four or five warriors exploded and died in a bloody mess.

Another sword energy fell on Bei Ming's army. Similarly, several soldiers of Bei Ming's army were killed instantly.

At least tens of thousands of Bei Ming soldiers and Jianghu warriors gathered on the street in front of Bei Ming Prince's Mansion.

During the confrontation between the two sides, they were already in a tense state of mind. The sudden appearance of such a scene undoubtedly lit the fuse directly.

"The Northern Star Army has started killing people," a snare killer shouted.

"Everyone, hurry up, Bei Ming wants to drive us all away."

In an instant, the eyes of countless warriors turned red, and the crowd began to become restless, looking at the Bei Ming army outside.

Many warriors lost their minds and began to attack Bei Ming's army.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Chu Lushan's lips, and he looked at the Jianghu warriors who were attacking Bei Ming's army formation, as if they were looking at slaughtered lambs.

"Fire the arrow," Chu Lushan waved his arm and shouted.

"Swish, swish, swish" was accompanied by the sound of the crossbow loosening its string and the sound of arrows piercing the air.

Countless arrows flew out like raindrops and landed on the group of warriors.

Blood flowers bloomed one after another. Under this wave of arrows, hundreds of warriors were killed in an instant.

However, there are too many warriors in the martial arts world, and the distance between the two sides is not far in the first place.

Therefore, Bei Ming's army only had time to shoot a round of arrows, and many warriors had already reached the front of the military formation.

"Form up and kill the enemy," Chu Lushan's voice echoed across the battlefield.

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Northern Star Army unsheathed their swords at the same time, starting the massacre just like harvesting crops.

Jianghu warriors and Bei Ming soldiers continued to fall.

In just a few moments, blood began to flow like a stream on the street.

Broken arms and limbs littered the streets.

The long street in front of Prince Beiming's Mansion was like a purgatory on earth, turned into a huge meat grinder, swallowing up lives.

The strong smell of blood made everyone feel nauseated.

The Beiyu Army has been fighting in battles for many years, and such bloody scenes have long been accustomed to it.

Therefore, the formation of the Bei Ming Army did not waver at all. The soldiers of the Bei Ming Army raised their swords and continued to harvest the lives of warriors in the martial arts world.

However, these martial artists do not have such strong psychological qualities.

Although, almost every Jianghu warrior has more or less lives on his hands.

But compared with the feud between Jianghu and the battle, it is undoubtedly dwarfed. The two sides are not at the same level.

Under the extreme fear of their lives being threatened, most of the warriors' minds have collapsed.

"Wow, I was wrong, I shouldn't have come to Bei Ming".

"I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me."

Many people have begun to give up resistance.

However, now in the chaos, everyone is already red-eyed.

There is absolutely no stopping.

Those who surrendered and those who gave up resistance still could not escape the fate of being massacred.

"Escape to the palace," someone in the crowd shouted.

Instantly, it attracted the attention of many warriors.

Only then did everyone realize that Bei Ming's army was only surrounding them.

On the contrary, there were only a few hundred guards at the gate of Prince Beimu's Mansion.

If he could rush into Prince Beimu's palace and wait for an opportunity to escape, his chances of survival would be much greater.

At this thought, countless warriors began to surge crazily in the direction of the palace.

There were only a few hundred guards in front of the palace gate, and it was impossible to stop them.

Among the crowd, Zhao Gao and Zhan Ri looked at each other, and followed the chaotic flow of people and sneaked into the palace.