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

Chapter 406: Twelve Land Gods

Inside the abbot's courtyard of Shaolin.

Several figures gathered around Xuanci.

Master Tianzheng, Zen Master Wuzhu, Master Benwu, Zen Master Dabei, Shaolin Crazy Monk, and Master Jiejie. The two leaders are the sweeping monk and the wine-fighting monk respectively.

The eight masters of the land immortal realm, including two land peaks, are enough to overwhelm everything in the outside world. This is the foundation Shaolin has accumulated over the years.

"There are thieves who broke into Shaolin at night and disturbed the Patriarch's rest. I have activated the mountain protection formation and asked all the seniors to take action to suppress the thieves," Xuanci said.

The eight eminent monks nodded without saying a word. They each picked up and headed towards other directions in Shaolin.

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Holding the head of the five old monks in his arms, he was cut into two pieces by Su Qingxuan's sword, and his body died.

The remaining four people of Fenghuaxueyue looked at this scene and fell into a daze.

Without the four of them working together to break through Baocan's golden bell defense, it would not have been that simple for Su Qingxuan to kill Baocan with one sword.

After all, the four of them were also one of the culprits who died crippled.

The old brothers who had been together day and night for decades ended up tragically killed by someone else's sword because of their own mistakes.

For a moment, the four old monks in Fenghuaxueyue felt sad in their hearts.

Suddenly, Baofeng raised his head and looked at Su Qingxuan, his eyes flashing fiercely.

"Good thief, kill me and take revenge on my crippled senior brother, and I will kill you to avenge you."

As soon as these words came out, the remaining three people came to their senses and clamored to kill Su Qingxuan in order to avenge themselves.

Su Qingxuan smiled indifferently and said: "If you can kill and cripple, I have to thank the four of you for your help."

"In order to express my gratitude to the four eminent monks, I decided to send you on the road together to keep the disabled person company."

This sentence undoubtedly deeply stung the nerves of the four people in Fenghuaxueyue.

Suddenly, the anger in the four people's hearts could no longer be contained, and they shouted in unison: "Thieves, take your life."

Before they finished speaking, the four of them rushed towards Su Qingxuan to kill him with all their strength.

"Well done." Su Qingxuan chuckled and raised his sword to meet the attack.

Five figures crisscrossed back and forth in the night sky, sword energy criss-crossing, and golden light flashing.

At this moment, not far away, two figures came through the air, shouting: "How dare you run wild in my Shaolin?"

The sound came, and the figures of the two people appeared in an instant.

It is Master Tianzheng and Zen Master Wuzhu of Shaolin.

After the two arrived, they didn't stop for a moment and joined the team besieging Su Qingxuan.

Master Tianzheng and Zen Master Wuzhu are both unborn sacred monks in Shaolin and extremely masters.

Master Tianzheng's most commendable achievement is that he once fought against the world's number one madman, Yan Kuangtu, and exchanged thirteen moves.

At that time, Kuangtu Yan was in his heyday, and his martial arts skills were astonishingly high. He could almost single-handedly overwhelm many masters in the Song Dynasty.

Under such circumstances, Master Tianzheng was still able to fight him with thirteen moves, which showed his strength.

The other one, Zen Master Wuzhu, may not have a very impressive record, but he should not be underestimated either.

There are three disciples under him: colorless, formless, and selfless. They are called the three Wushen monks of Shaolin. It is said that in a single fight, each of them is as good as Qiao Beiming, a master of the evil sect.

The martial arts of all the disciples are so strong, not to mention Zen Master Wuzhu as the master.

With the addition of these two new forces, the situation where Su Qingxuan had the upper hand changed instantly.

A total of six land gods were besieging him. Even though Su Qingxuan had reached the peak of land cultivation, he was still a little helpless for a while. He had to rely on Wuju's magic and constantly change his body shape to avoid the six people's encirclement.

However, this was not over yet. Not long after the two sides fought, Shaolin masters arrived one after another.

Master Benwu, Zen Master Dabei, Shaolin Crazy Monk, Master Jie, Sweeper Monk and Wine Fighting Monk. After leaving the abbot's courtyard, the six of them patrolled the Shaolin. No other enemies were found, so they followed With the momentum of the battle, they rushed here to come to support.

Seeing that Shaolin has added six more masters, including the Sweeping Monk and the Drinking Monk, two masters at the pinnacle of land.

For a moment, Su Qingxuan couldn't help but feel numb, and he thought about retreating.

Two top land masters, ten veteran land gods, and a total of twelve top masters are joining forces to attack. Su Qingxuan is not so arrogant that he is confident that he can withstand their siege with one person.

"Damn, this Shaolin is really a big dog, there are so many masters," Su Qingxuan thought in his heart while dodging.

"Tonight I discovered Bodhidharma's weakness, killed the four continents of Shaolin Sandu and Baocan Monk, and also left some backup in the Shaolin Mountain Protection Formation. Now running away is not a loss."

Thinking of this, Su Qingxuan decided to retreat.

"Bye bye, everyone, I won't play anymore," Su Qingxuan said, retreating suddenly and breaking away from the circle of twelve people.

"I want to leave now, but I'm afraid it's too late. The mountain protection formation has been activated and not even a single mosquito can fly out. I advise you to just surrender and be captured. I can still give you a good time," someone scolded.

"Mountain Protection Formation"? Su Qingxuan snorted lightly: "I want to leave, but the mountain guarding formation can't stop me."

"Stubborn"!

"Resisting stubbornly"!

"arrogant"!

Twelve people yelled out words one after another. The mountain-protecting formation was a masterpiece created by Shaolin masters and seniors who worked hard over the past thousand years.

Once the mountain-protecting formation is activated, it will be difficult for even a powerful person in the semi-immortal realm to break through.

It is simply a dream for a mere land god to escape from the formation.

Since the thief refused to surrender, they spent a lot of effort to suppress and capture him.

After being captured, you must cook it carefully to eliminate the hatred in your heart.

With this thought in their minds, the twelve people released their energy and locked onto Su Qingxuan, preparing to suppress him.

Su Qingxuan smiled and said: "Goodbye."

As soon as the words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared from the place.

The sweeping monk and others were suddenly startled, and they all released their energy and began to sense traces of Su Qingxuan in the surroundings.

However, after they felt it, their expressions changed.

The sweeping monk's face was as dark as water, and he exhaled a turbid breath and said: "Can't find it."

On the other side, the wine-fighting monk also shook his head.

Neither of the two land pinnacles could be found, and the remaining ten people also found nothing.

"I don't believe that he can really break through the restrictions of the mountain guarding formation and escape," Master Tianzheng expressed disbelief.

"I guess he just used a superb escape technique to escape to other places in Shaolin."

"As long as we mobilize manpower to search, he will have nowhere to hide."

Master Tianzheng's proposal was recognized by others, so everyone left one after another and began to search Shaolin, trying to find out the whereabouts of Su Qingxuan.