Dimensional God: The Void Ring

Xin Han also killed his red eyes. Since the killing ring was opened, he would kill him. He leaned on the Tianjian sword in his hand and sent out dozens of Tianqi qi.

These dozen sword spirits were not meant to hurt the enemy, only to hinder the enemy. While dozens of masters showed their magical power to deal with the sword spirit, Xin Han rushed to the ordinary disciples again.

The long sword flew over, the sword was agitated, and beheading ordinary disciples was like chopping melons and vegetables. Shaolin disciples suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

"Stop it!" The monks of the Xuan character generations exclaimed in unison, looking at the disciples who suffered heavy casualties. These monks and masters could no longer hold their breath, their eyes were split, and they all screamed at Xin Han.

Xin Han sneered in his heart. When he hit me, he used all the tricks so happily. Do you know that you are hurt when you die?

In a flash, the Shaolin disciples who died in Xin Han's hands were over a hundred, and the ground was full of disciples. Although Shaolin Temple is known as thousands of monks and soldiers, it could not withstand such damage.

Several sensational senior monks who still have reason looked at each other, and they all saw a trace from the other party's eyes. Mysterious pain, mysterious truth, and mysterious difficulty, the three masters attacked at the same time, to separate Xin Han from ordinary monks.

Xin Han did not retreat. Two swords passed, pushing back the mysterious pain and mysterious truth. One move shocked Baili's "the sleeve in the sleeve".

With a bang, two strengths touched, and Xuan Nan's sleeves, which were as strong as iron and steel after being transported with internal force, exploded suddenly, and with great force rebounding, Xuan Nan and Xin Han stepped back two steps at the same time.

Between the two, countless pieces of shredded sleeves flew all over the sky like butterflies.

Seeing that Xin Han was shocked, Xuan Ci thought that his internal strength was weak, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill Xin Han. He suddenly rushed up and shot three palms of 'Dai King Kong Palm Power'. .

Xin Han's face with a sneer, leaning on the sky sword to display the breaking momentum of the nine swords, no matter how to do it, just waved the sword casually, all the sky's palm power was broken.

Xuanci didn't know the fear at this time, and saw that his palm was powerless. The dragon claw hand was directly drawn to Xin Han.

Xin Han backhanded a sword toward Xuanci's heart. This time quickly and ruthlessly, Xuan Ci, who had been captivated by hatred, didn't know to avoid it, and swooped over with both defeats and injuries.

"Amitabha!" At this moment, the sound of the Buddha's name was like a divine initiation. Let the Shaolin monks full of killing intentions and Xin Han clear their minds.

Retired the impulse of blood. The monks looked at the scene like the **** of Shura in front of the Great Hall of Great Heroes, and couldn't help but stop watching subconsciously.

An invisible and soft force between Xin Han and Xuan Ci. Separate the two towards the sides.

The sword of Xin Han has absolute certainty to kill Xuanci, how could it be so.

Beiming Zhenqi was about to urge Dao to the extreme. In a flash, dozens of sword qi burst out, slashing that gentle power, and a sword rushed to Xuan Ci and swept past. Xuanci was on the shoulder.

With one arm away, Xuanci couldn't help but groan. Several steps back and forth, while the fingers were flying, he pressed several times at the wound. The blood stopped immediately.

"Enough! Donor, please stop!" With a stern drink, Hong Zhong Dalu rushed towards Xin Han.

Xin Han suddenly laughed loudly, and bursts of strange laughter seemed to come from Hell and Underworld, making people feel creepy. This laughter suddenly broke up the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu, and the two sound waves canceled each other out in the air.

This laugh was the launch of the "Ghost Hell Wind Roar" in the Jiuyin Zhenjing, which immediately dissipated the other party's sound waves.

Xin Han retreated to the front of several women, and then looked forward, only to see when he and Shaolin Xuanzi senior monks do not know when, there was already an old monk with a thin white robe and white eyebrows and white beards.

"Master, what do you mean?" Xin Han leaned against the sword of heaven, and in front of him, even he did not dare to take it lightly.

'Sweeping monk', looking at the shape, I knew that Tianlong was the first in the world. To be honest, Xin Han stimulated Xuanci. At this point, in fact, he also vaguely wanted to lead this big out. What level, how powerful is it.

The old monk glanced around the limbs and blood, his hands mournful, his hands clasped together again, he chanted a buddha again, and then raised his eyes to Xin Han staring: "The donor's unconscious shot was too cruel. Is it? "

Xin Han's face seemed to be a smile instead of a smile: "Then, according to Master's opinion, should I just take the trap and let it go, let all the monks in Shaolin want to kill or kill, and they can't fight back?"

The old monk raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "I'm not saying that you can't protect yourself, but you have so much martial arts higher than them, why do you want to kill more!"

Xin Heng said with a smile: "The master laughed, the Shaolin monk broke into my wife's residence at night, and was blocked by me ... Actually, I wanted to talk to the abbot Shaolin to reason, but just now, the abbot Xuanci ordered the monks Besiege me and wait, regardless of life or death. "

Xin Han recounted the causes and consequences, and laughed loudly: "Excuse me, can you not kill the killer even in this situation? Then I just stood still and didn't fight back, let you Shaolin thief monk hack and kill!"

"This ..." The old monk was speechless for a while. He didn't know about the previous things. If according to the other party, it was too much for Shaolin to deceive people.

The Shaolin monks regained their reason and suppressed their impulsive heart. After hearing Xin Han's words, they felt that today's battle was inexplicable. Originally it was a contest, and the result became a group fight.

The monks looked at the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground, listening to the sound of wounds around the same door. Can't help reading the Buddha in unison.

The old monk turned to Xuanci, and said in full ritual: "Dare to ask the abbot, I don't know if the donor is telling the truth."

Xuan Ci red eyes sneered and said: "Who are you, if the monks in this monastery must listen to the poor monk's order, quickly kill this person in front of me, otherwise I will expel you out of the monastery."

The monk looked at Xuanci up and down for a moment, and Xuanci said angrily: "Look what to see, all the disciples listen to the orders, kill me!"

The old monk shook his head and said: "No wonder, it turned out to be a demon." When he finished speaking, he walked towards Xuanci.

He said that the Xuanci senior monks found Xuan Ci's face abhorrent, and his eyes were fierce. Sure enough, he was an enchanted face. When he saw the old monk walking towards Xuan Ci, he couldn't help worrying and reminded him;

The old monk shook his head and said: "It's okay!" He reached Xuanci in two steps, and his hand pressed towards Xuanci's head.

Xuan Ci ’s state at this time was severely stimulated and mentally disturbed in modern terms. In the words of Buddhism, he was blinded by hatred, also known as enchantment, and his mind was blinded. Driven by hatred is not his original intention.

Xin Han also felt that he had overexcited the thief's baldness. Watch immediately.

Xuan Ci's right arm was severed by Xin Han. In the other arm, when the old monk caught himself, he suddenly screamed, "Find death!" Suddenly, he slid at the old monk.

His shot was "Dawkin's palm power", but when the palm power reached three feet away from the old monk. It seems to have encountered a layer of soft pole, but a hard pole of the barrier. With the sound of the wave, the palm power disappeared invisible.

Unconsciously, the old monk was pressing Xuanci's top door with one hand. Xuan Ci was struck by lightning as he touched his eyes. Suddenly, the body felt like sifting, and shivered involuntarily.

The old monk shouted in his mouth: "Idiot, don't wake up yet!"

He drinks this. Xuan Ci suddenly opened his eyes, only to see clear eyes. The redness had long since receded, and after Xuan Ci opened his eyes, his body was still shaking. Visible from his forehead, sweat beads continuously poured out, only sweating and sweating, his face covered, and after a few breaths, his body was soaked with Han water.

Finally, he stopped shaking, exhaled for a long time, and put a palm on his chest: "Thank you Master for expelling the demon from the disciple. The disciple almost made a big mistake and fell into Abi hell."

The old monk smiled with satisfaction: "Anyway, no matter what you know, you can improve it."

Xuanci bowed to the old monk to the end, and then stood up to the elders of several Xuanzi generations: "Xuanci made a big mistake in his early years, and his heart was not satisfactory, so he was invaded by the devil. It was Xuanci alone. "

"From today on, Xuan Ci retired and repented. As for the abbot's position, let's decide for himself." After Xuan Ci stepped forward, he walked in the direction of the discipline institute.

"Slow down! I don't care about your business, but I will give you an account of today's business." Xin Han was not happy, your old monk said he would do it when he started, and after patting his **** and wanting to go, how could it be so easy Things.

Xuan Ci looked at Xin Han, with no sadness on his face, and said: "The reason why the donor I was invaded by the devil can't get rid of you. My Shaolin killed and injured so many disciples, I won't pursue it with you. Go downhill now. "

Xuan Ci means: "I made it like this, not all of you are irritating, you are also responsible for this matter."

Xin Han disdainfully said: "It's a joke. If you don't do bad things, why don't you be afraid of ghosts calling the door? I'll be crazy if I say a few words. This can also depend on me. I tell you, if Shaolin Temple is not satisfied with me today, I'll wash it Shaolin, let Shaolin be removed from martial arts! "

When he said this, other monks thought he was arrogant. Although he had seen his strength and knew his martial arts were extremely good, it was a bit too big to say that Shaolin should be removed from the rivers and lakes.

The unnamed monk frowned: "Son, how can you take a break?"

Xin Han raised his Heavenly Sword and pointed to the old monk: "I want to fight you! This battle will be cancelled regardless of the victory or defeat between me and Shaolin!"

The old monk considered for a while, before saying: "Okay, please let the donor move."

Xin Han has long been curious about the strength of the sweeping monk, and has long wanted to see what he is in the end. He immediately leaned on the sword of heaven ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a move of "breaking momentum", bringing out a sword to the old monk Stabbed in the past.

The old monk did not dodge, but let the sword qi stab him, but the sword qi was blocked by the air wall three feet in front of him, barely working the air wall half a foot, and then disappeared.

Xin Han's real killing move is not Jian Qi, but lies in the "breaking momentum" of Yi Tian Jian's move. I saw that Yi Tian Jian walked forward with a mysterious route, not affected by the Qi wall, and arrived at the old monk in the blink of an eye. Chest.

The old monk did not panic. He only stretched out **** towards the blade of the sword. This clip is bound to be inevitable. There seem to be countless changes.

Xin Han smiled slightly, looked at the arm, pointed the sword to the elder monk's elbow, no matter how many changes you made, they would never change from their sect, this sword can be said to be unchanged.

The old monk hummed, seeming to marvel at the miraculous ‘Nine Swords’, and now leaned aside to avoid the sword, and suddenly reached out to catch Xin Han ’s arm. (To be continued.)

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