Sign In Buddha’s Palm

For Su Qin, encountering 'Xuan Ku' here is an unexpected joy. The reason why they didn't recognize each other is because they want to see how Xuan Ku has grown in the past twenty years.

With the realm of Su Qin today, he can easily see through the level of Xuan Ku.

But the level belongs to the level, and the specific fighting ability still needs to be seen a few times, and it is best to need actual combat to reveal it.

"yes."

"These people are really big bad guys, what kind of skill is it to join forces to bully one."

Li Wan clenched her fists and said angrily.

"For a warrior to fight, as long as he can survive, it is normal to bully the less and the strong to bully the weak." Su Qin glanced at Li Wan and said lightly.

"I know the third uncle." Li Wan shrank her head.

And this moment.

Not only did Li Wan want to know the strength and weakness of the Shaolin Temple's Xuanku and the four great masters of the evil way, but all the warriors watching the battle were also secretly guessing.

The second floor of the inn.

In an inconspicuous corner, the owner of the inn was looking at the battlefield outside with his hands behind his back.

"You said, which one can win the Holy Monk Xuanku and the four evil Taoists?" the chubby inn owner asked with great interest.

If any other first-grade Grandmaster noticed this corner, they would be shocked to find that every word spoken by the inn owner only sounded within three meters of the body, and beyond three meters, it seemed to be cut off.

This is a certain way of using divine sense. This chubby and unremarkable inn owner is a top-ranking master who has at least transformed into divine sense.

"Sir, although the four evil cultivators are powerful and have many means, the Saint Monk Xuanku is a Buddhist sect, and the inner strength of the Buddhist sect is immense, and they specialize in restraining these evil cultivators."

A scholar next to him pondered for a while and continued: "According to my guess, although at this time, the four evil Dao warriors can suppress the Xuanku Holy Monk, the final winner must be the Xuanku Holy Monk."

"You said it very well."

The chubby inn owner nodded slightly, and suddenly the conversation changed, "But since you can see this, why are these four great masters of the evil way still taking action here?"

According to the character of the evil Taoist martial artist, once he knew that he could not beat him, how could he still take action?

Even outsiders like the scholar can see the situation on the field. The four evil Taoists who have been entangled with the Xuanku Saint Monk for several months and have fled tens of thousands of miles, will they not know the gap between themselves and Xuanku?

If they join forces to defeat the Saint Monk Xuanku, can they be chased and killed for tens of thousands of miles?

When the scholar heard this, his face changed slightly, he looked at the chubby inn owner, and said in a low voice, "Sir, what do you mean?"

"The four evil masters are just bait."

The chubby inn owner shook his head and said, "The Holy Monk Xuanku is jealous of evil. For more than ten years since he was born, he has killed nearly ten great masters of the evil way, and even shot many times, ruining the good things of some old monsters."

The chubby inn owner said this, paused for a while, and sighed softly: "If it wasn't for a venerable person walking out of the Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid some old monster couldn't help but take a shot at Xuan Ku."

"Since you know that there is a Venerable in the Shaolin Temple, why are you still using the four great masters of the evil way as bait?" The scholar asked in doubt.

"Naturally, it's because someone has found out that the Venerable is no longer in the Shaolin Temple." The owner of the chubby inn showed a hint of amazement: "Looking at ancient and modern times, whether it is martial arts mythology or Venerable Arhat, they will all cross the sea."

"Since the venerable Shaolin Temple has left and hasn't come back for nearly 20 years, it must be the same."

"So, those old monsters couldn't bear it anymore."

A sneer appeared on the face of the chubby inn owner: "When the venerable Shaolin Temple is here, these old monsters dare not do anything."

"But now that you've left."

When the chubby inn owner said this, he did not continue, but the meaning he wanted to express was obvious.

"Of course, even if the Venerable left, no old monster would dare to attack the Shaolin Temple."

"Who knows how many means the Venerable left behind in the Shaolin Temple."

"Don't dare to take action against the Shaolin Temple, it doesn't mean that Xuan Ku can be allowed to chase and kill the great master of the evil way."

The owner of the chubby inn said slowly: "As far as I know, the Evil Emperor, who was in seclusion 70 years ago, went out some time ago. I once watched from a distance. Now, the strength of the Evil Emperor should have been a perfect one."

"Evil Emperor."

The scholar sucked in a breath of cold air.

Seventy years ago, the Evil Emperor roamed the world, and his methods were so ruthless that even the lords of various countries were extremely afraid.

Although the various countries have large armies to suppress, but for a strong man like the evil emperor, the army is too cumbersome. As long as the evil emperor pays a little attention, it is impossible for the army to encircle and suppress it. And once annoyed the Evil Emperor, he could completely transform into the most terrifying assassin and assassinate the royal families of the various countries at that time.

If it weren't for the same period, the Demon Sect had a stunningly talented Demon Lord who would check and balance the Evil Emperor, and the world would have been in chaos long ago.

It is a pity that, whether it is the Evil Emperor or the Demon Lord, after a short while, they will be boring, and they will retreat and pursue a higher realm.

"Sir, the Evil Emperor makes a move, do I want to stop it?" The scholar asked cautiously.

"Prevent?"

"I'm not an opponent of the Evil Emperor. Even if I want to stop it, I can't stop it."

The chubby inn owner shook his head.

Although he is also an excellent first-grade grandmaster, he is still inferior to the existence of a first-grade great perfection like the Evil Emperor.

"Sir, if the evil emperor kills Xuan Ku, he will not be afraid of Shaolin Temple," the scholar couldn't help saying.

Xuan Ku is not just a person. Behind him is the Shaolin Temple. As the world's martial arts master who has just stepped out of the Arhat Venerable, this era is the foundation of the Shaolin Temple, and it is at the time of extreme prosperity.

Besides, according to some rumors, Xuan Ku was the disciple of that Arhat.

"Shaolin Temple?"

The owner of the chubby inn smiled and said, "The Evil Emperor was over a hundred and twenty years old before he closed his body. After seventy years, he was over one hundred and ninety years old. It should be not long before the two hundred years of life limit."

"Do you think the Evil Emperor at this time will care about Shaolin Temple?"

The chubby inn owner said softly.

This is also the reason why he is unwilling to take action to stop the Evil Emperor.

The current Evil Emperor, with Shouyuan approaching, is simply a lunatic, not to mention his strength is not as good as the Evil Emperor, even if his strength is equal to the Evil Emperor, or even a little better than the Evil Emperor, he is not willing to fight against the Evil Emperor.

"It seems that Saint Monk Xuanku is very difficult to go back alive." The scholar was full of emotion, Saint Monk Xuanku can be said to be the strongest of the younger generation of Shaolin Temple, with infinite potential, maybe he is expected to reach the level of Venerable Arhat.

However, potential is potential after all, and it is still so fragile before it is transformed into strength.

"Evil Emperor is about to take action."

The owner of the chubby inn looked at a place outside the inn with a thoughtful expression on his face. His spiritual sense has changed, and he can faintly perceive that there is an evil spirit lurking in that corner.

It is the evil emperor.

at the same time.

In the direction the chubby inn owner was looking at, a man with deep eyes stood with his hands behind his back.

"Shaolin Temple?"

"Inheritance of the Venerable?"

This deep-eyed man was the Evil Emperor, and at this moment, he was eagerly looking at the profound suffering of fighting against the four great masters of the evil way.

"Humph."

"The world thinks that the reason why I took action is because the great masters of the evil way have fallen one after another."

Evil Emperor's thoughts fluctuated, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face: "But to me, what is the so-called evil way? Even if the evil way is cut off, what effect will it have on me?"

The Evil Emperor's expression was full of coldness.

"Xuan Ku is the strongest disciple of Shaolin Temple's generation. Before he was fifty years old, he entered the first-rank great master."

"There must be some inheritance of that venerable person hidden on him."

The Evil Emperor licked his lips and whispered to himself, "If I kill Xuan Ku and take away the legacy of the Venerable from him, maybe I can take that step."

Thinking of this, the Evil Emperor was shocked.

Although he is not a Buddhist disciple, even if he has the inheritance of the Venerable, he may not be able to understand it.

But it's better than figuring it out on your own.

Besides, even if Xuan Ku does not have the inheritance of the Venerable, the Evil Emperor will do so, deliberately forcing the Shaolin Temple to use the heritage, it is best to take out the artifacts left by the Venerable to hunt him down.

"The artifacts left by the venerable contain a ray of spiritual thought of the venerable, which can exert part of the power of the venerable."

"If I confront a Venerable, I will definitely die, but it is only a tool of the Venerable. Under the oppression of life and death, I may be able to take the last step."

Evil Emperor's thoughts were ups and downs, and he thought quickly in his heart.

His life span is short, and he will die of old age in two or three years at the latest, so he can only resort to dangerous tactics.

"As long as I can take that step, even if I tear my face with Shaolin Temple, and even if that Venerable returns from overseas, what can I do?"

A trace of madness appeared on the Evil Emperor's face.

In fact, no matter in any era, it is absolutely stupid to provoke a force that has just stepped out of the Venerable.

But the Evil Emperor has no choice. If he drags it on, he will die of old age. Instead of watching his own blood and energy decline, it is better to fight hard. If he fails, he should sit down in advance, but if he succeeds, he will regain the Evil Emperor. newborn.

"pity."

"Your potential is much stronger than mine."

"If you follow the steps step by step, you will definitely be able to step into the first-grade great perfection before the age of 150, and then have enough time to reach a higher level."

The Evil Emperor looked at Xuan Ku in the distance coldly, and a trace of cruelty appeared on his face: "But unfortunately, you met me."

"For my way, die."

The Evil Emperor took a step slowly, ready to attack with all his strength, to kill the 'Xuan Ku', and then search for the venerable inheritance on the other side.

However.

Just when the Evil Emperor was about to make his move.

The void condensed faintly, the world began to twist, and the Evil Emperor only felt that everything in himself had stagnated.

When the Evil Emperor barely reacted, he found that he had already come to the inn.

"This is?!"

The Evil Emperor opened his eyes wide, and a storm surged in his heart.

He raised his head subconsciously, and saw a calm-looking man sitting not far away, and beside this man, a little girl carved in pink and jade was looking at him in surprise.