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

Chapter 405 Thank you Lao Tie for the assist

Su Qingxuan looked at Huai Wu Lao and said with a hearty smile: "Although Huai Tianxia is strong, it is not enough to keep me."

There was an unspeakable domineering tone in the plain voice.

It seemed that in his eyes, the five Shaolin monks who had traversed the world ten years ago and made countless masters fearful were not worth mentioning.

Hearing this, the five elders looked at each other in confusion, and then smiled at the same time, as if they were amused by Su Qingxuan, a young boy who didn't know the heights of the world.

Looking at the entire world, there are very few people who don't take the five of them seriously.

Baocan half-closed his eyes and said: "The little donor is very talkative. He has not appeared in the world for decades. It makes you, the younger generation, forget how powerful the five of us are."

"Since the little donor is so confident, then we five old guys will learn some clever tricks."

After Bao Can finished speaking, his Qi was activated and rushed towards Su Qingxuan.

The four Feng Hua Xueyue also made moves at the same time, each releasing their energy to seal off Su Qingxuan's body.

The five old monks are all masters of the realm of land gods. They have been immersed in this realm for many years, and their cultivation is extremely profound.

At this moment, he didn't really take action, he just released his energy, and the momentum created was already extremely huge.

The Qi of the five people met in the void, forming a Buddhist swastika golden seal, about ten feet long and wide.

As soon as the golden seal appeared, it showed considerable power. Su Qingxuan felt that the air around him was drained out at this moment. His whole body seemed to be stuck in a muddy swamp, and his movements were blocked.

"Fall", Bao Can shouted softly, and pressed down with his big hand in the air.

The swastika golden seal also slowly fell down and covered Su Qingxuan's head.

The pressure was increasing, and Su Qingxuan's originally loose robes were now tightened under the tremendous pressure.

Su Qingxuan frowned and said to himself: "These five old monks have some skills. This golden swastika seal is enough to kill ordinary land gods. It is conceivable that their killing moves embrace the world and are definitely not as powerful as them." weak".

With this thought in mind, Su Qingxuan's eyes flashed, and his energy was also stimulated.

A nine-petal green lotus emerged from his body and instantly resisted the falling golden seal.

"Huh"!

The five elders in their arms were surprised at the same time. Su Qingxuan's performance was somewhat beyond their expectations.

The five people did not hesitate and continued to increase the Qi output. The golden seal flashed and shined brightly, and the falling momentum became stronger, trying to suppress the nine-petal green lotus.

Su Qingxuan was not in a hurry, opened his mouth and shouted softly: "Open".

At the opening of the word, the nine-petal green lotus bloomed instantly. The nine petals stretched outward. At this moment, the diameter reached an astonishing three feet. In terms of momentum, it overshadowed the golden seal of the swastika.

The next second, under the surprised eyes of the five elders in his arms, the nine-petal green lotus was like a greedy little beast, swallowing the golden seal in one gulp and wrapping it tightly in the petals.

The golden seal was swallowed, and the figures holding the five elders shook at the same time, and they all took half a step back. On the other hand, Su Qingxuan was still standing where he was, with a tall and straight figure, not affected at all.

There is no doubt that in this qi-machine confrontation, Su Qingxuan defeated the five elders in his arms.

The five elders looked at each other in their arms, and they were secretly surprised. This person who broke into Shaolin at night really had some tricks.

Although the battle of qi and machine cannot completely represent a person's true combat power, to a certain extent, it can also explain the level of a person's cultivation level.

In this qi-machine confrontation, the five of them were defeated, which meant that the cultivation level of the people on the opposite side had surpassed that of the five of them together.

With this thought in his mind, the expression on Wu Lao's arms became solemn, and he no longer had the same contempt for Su Qingxuan.

"Little Master Shi's cultivation is advanced, and the old monk admires it." Baocan praised, and then said: "You are qualified to let us use your arms to embrace the world."

Su Qingxuan did not reply, his eyes flashed, and the black and white swords appeared silently in his hands.

The next second, he held two swords in his hands and charged towards the enemy in front of him.

These five old monks are too tough. Who has time to wait for them to use their arms to embrace the world? If you strike first, you will be strong, and if you strike later, you will suffer disaster.

Su Qingxuan's sudden attack caught the five elders in his arms off guard.

Especially Baocan, who was targeted by him, was even more shocked.

"Young man, you don't respect martial ethics and carry out a sneak attack," Baocan shouted, and at the same time, he quickly mobilized his true energy to protect himself.

Under the blessing of true energy, a huge golden bell appeared around Bao Can, thick and simple, with brilliant golden light.

This is one of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, the Golden Bell Cover, and is a supreme defensive skill.

At the same time, the four Feng Hua Xueyue also reacted and used their own unique skills, Prajna Palm, Arhat Fist, Moko Finger Technique, and Powerful Vajra Hand, all of which were among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

For a moment, this area shimmered with golden light, like daylight.

Feeling the powerful energy behind him, and looking at the crippled figure huddled in the golden bell in front of him, Su Qingxuan's mouth curved slightly.

Wuju was used again, and Su Qingxuan disappeared from the original trajectory of his actions, suddenly appearing behind Hua Can.

As a result, all the moves that Feng Hua Xue Yue and the others used to attack Su Qingxuan were aimed at the crippled Jin Zhong.

Seeing the four bright golden fist prints, palm prints, finger prints, and hand prints running toward him, within the golden bell, an old face was slightly distorted, and the chrysanthemums could not help but tighten.

"Fuck... Amitabha", he forcibly endured the vulgar words he wanted to say, and desperately mobilized his true energy to strengthen the golden bell.

Among the five elders in Hug, he had the most profound cultivation, but he didn't have the ability to withstand the all-out attack from Feng Hua Xue Yue and the four of them.

On the other side, the expressions of Feng Huaxue Yue and the other four people also changed drastically. They were originally intended to attack Su Qingxuan. Naturally, they did not hold back at all, and they tried their best to attack.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingxuan would suddenly disappear. Now, all their attacks would fall on Bao Can.

This wave is definitely about beating up teammates.

The four attacks landed on the golden bell outside the body as expected.

Click.

The sound of the golden bell breaking was heard, and for a moment, the golden bell was covered with cracks, like porcelain about to be broken.

He withstood the full blows from four of his teammates, and it was very uncomfortable to be crippled. His face turned slightly pale, and there was a trace of blood in his throat.

Swallowing the blood, Bao Can breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It was okay, okay, no matter what, it was blocked after all.

"Hey, Master Baocan is quite tough. He can still withstand one against four. You should be getting stronger every time." Su Qingxuan's slightly teasing voice sounded from behind Baocan.

In an instant, Bao Can's expression changed dramatically.

Oops!

Forgot that there is a real enemy.

However, there was no chance for him to hold the cripple. Su Qingxuan had been waiting for a long time, and he slashed out the black and white swords in his hands, aiming at the cracks on the golden bell.

The black sword gave the golden bell the final blow, and the sword's edge struck the golden bell. In an instant, the golden bell exploded into pieces.

The white sword followed closely, slicing down from Baozhan's left shoulder and drawing out from his right waist.

No blood flowed out, they were all swallowed up by the white sword.

However, Baocan was split into two, and the dead one could no longer die.

Su Qingxuan put away his sword and stood up, looked at the four monks with dull faces, and said with a smile: "Thank you four veterans for the assists."