Drip, drip, drip.
Fresh blood dripped from the True Martial Sword in Su Chu's hand onto the ground. The eighteen bronze statues had fallen. These eighteen people who had protected Shaolin for half a century had finally lost their lives for Shaolin? The dead were not worthy of respect, but these 18 people were enough to win the respect of others. They had truly given up everything for Shaolin.
'Bo'
As if a bubble had been punctured, Fang Zheng's originally majestic body had already fallen to the ground. His thick Tendon Changing Internal Strength had been broken. Perhaps he knew that at the last moment of his life, Fang Zheng let out a long sigh or a long whistle.
"Ah!" Unfortunately, his voice came to an abrupt stop. The red light that appeared between his eyebrows caused Fang Zheng to fall to the ground. Dongfang Bai said calmly,"Dead people don't talk nonsense."
Su Chu looked at Dongfang Bai, who was still in a bad shape, with amusement. He then turned his gaze to Fang Sheng, who was the only one left in Shaolin Temple, and said,""Master Fang Sheng, are you willing to hand over the Sutra Library?”
Su Chu really admired people like Fang Sheng. They did not fight for power or everything. They could be considered true masters. He admired people like them. To be honest, he definitely could not do it. However, that did not mean that he would not make a move if they stood in his way.
"Amitabha." Fang Sheng put his palms together and sighed softly."It's my Shaolin Temple's misfortune! He didn't expect that he would have to trouble the three Martial Uncles to help him.”
"Si"
He sucked in a breath of cold air. The appearance of the 18 bronze men was already enough to make people dumbfounded. He did not expect Shaolin to have other hidden methods. Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng were the two most senior people in Shaolin. Could it be that the person who Fang Sheng called uncle master was a monk from the previous generation?
"Someone is coming." Su Chu whispered.
"Yes!" Dongfang Bai's face was also solemn. It seemed to be erratic, but it was actually everywhere.”
Among the people present, Su Chu and Dongfang Bai were the strongest. The two of them felt three auras galloping over from Shaolin Temple at the same time. They looked weak but were actually top-notch experts who were not weaker than the two of them.
They looked at each other and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes. No wonder Shaolin dared to do such a thing. Such a foundation was really terrifying!
'Search'
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew past, and three skinny old men appeared in the middle of the hall. Their gazes fell on Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng. The old monk in the lead sighed softly."Shaolin is unlucky! Shaolin is so unlucky!"
"Three martial uncles, this junior is useless." Fang Sheng kneeled on the ground with a thud and said sorrowfully.
No matter what kind of master Fang Sheng was, if Fang Zheng, who was considered his family, died in front of him, Fang Sheng would not be able to bear it. Otherwise, these three might not have appeared.
"It's none of your business." The third old monk waved his hand.
The old monk in the lead stepped forward and put his palms together.""Benefactor Dongfang, Benefactor Su, This Penniless Monk and my brothers are useless. Whether it's a battle or killing an enemy, the three of us will fight together. The two benefactors can choose anyone else. Even if it's an army of thousands of horses and horses, This Penniless Monk and my brothers will accept it.”
As the old monk in the lead spoke, the two old monks behind him also took a step forward. The three of them raised their hands slightly and a black chain fell out. The three of them sat cross-legged in a triangle shape with their eyes closed. The three of them happened to be blocking the only way into Shaolin Temple.
The three of them had just sat down when their auras changed. They became as withered as firewood and had no aura at all. However, no one would think that the three old monks were weak.
"Su Chu, do you know what kind of kung fu this is?" Dongfang Bai asked telepathically.”
Su Chu's expression was solemn as he transmitted his voice,"Metal, Steel, Vow, Devil, Ring!"”
With each word, Su Chu guessed that Shaolin had other trump cards. However, Shaolin only hid one Houtian consummate-stage expert at most. He never thought that it would be the three old monks of the Vajra Demon Subduing Ring. Would the three Houtian consummate-stage old monks combined with the Vajra Demon Subduing Ring be equivalent to Xiantian?
Su Chu didn't know about this, and neither did Dongfang Bai. However, the two of them had to fight this battle. There was no way to retreat.
"Vajra Demon Subduing Ring?" Dongfang Bai suppressed his surprise and hurriedly sent a voice transmission,""Su Chu, as expected of you.”
Su Chu shook his head slightly and said helplessly,""I also hope that I'm mistaken, but unfortunately…"
"Fight!" No matter who the enemy was, there was no possibility of reconciliation at this point. Su Chu and Dongfang Bai looked at each other and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes. They took a step forward and stepped into the Vajra Demon Subduing Ring at the same time.
As soon as they stepped into it, a pure internal energy that was as pure as dead wood rushed towards them, forcing the two of them to use their internal energy to resist. The pure Su Chu found that it was not inferior to the pure Taoist energy that was fused with his Nine Yang True Energy and Taoist True Energy.
"What a rich and pure Aeons Meditation Art.”Su Chu was secretly shocked. As for how the Withering Zen Art that originally belonged to Dali Heavenly Dragon Temple entered Shaolin Temple, he did not know.
The five of them looked like they were not moving, but in fact, they were already beginning to stir.
The three old monks 'Life and Death Meditation Art worked together to suppress Su and Chu. Although Dongfang Bai was unwilling, he could only work together at this time. Su Chu protected Dongfang Bai to break the Life and Death Meditation Art of the three old monks. For a moment, the five of them were in a stalemate.
"Amitabha! Patrons, good internal strength." The third old monk suddenly said softly and shook the black iron chain in his hand.
The two old monks instantly moved at the same time. The three iron chains seemed to have come alive and turned into three poisonous snakes that turned into phantoms that coiled around them from all directions. He circled around.
" Humph!" Dongfang Bai snorted coldly and moved his jade-like fingers. Endless red shadows danced in the sky and turned into a torrent, colliding with the three iron chains out of nowhere.
"Really!" "If this goes on, you'll steal all the limelight!" Su Chu smiled faintly.”
As he spoke, the True Martial Sword in Su Chu's hand actually left his hand and floated in the air. The chain of deadly sword techniques was endless. Combined with Dongfang Bai's attack, they once again fell into a stalemate.
The second old monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Su Chu."I didn't expect that someone would be able to master Wudang's Wandering Dragon Swordsmanship again after it was lost for nearly a hundred years.”
"There are still many things you don't know!”Su Chu's eyes narrowed. He suddenly recalled the True Martial Sword and stabbed out!
"Indifferent Sword!" The second old monk was slightly shocked.
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