Infinity Players in American Comics

Chapter 99 The Sweeping Monk in the Library Pavilion (please collect!)
The sword light pierced the sky, and the Sunshine Spear was split into two.

"Feng Qingyang, if you retreat right away, I won't pursue the matter of you hurting my disciple!" Zuo Lengchan panted slightly, but soon, he returned to his original state.

In Niwan Palace, Nascent Soul who somewhat resembled Zuo Lengchan slowly opened his eyes.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gather on Zuo Lengchan's body.

"Don't pursue it? I wasn't too sure at first, but now it seems that you have colluded with the demons!" Su He slowly raised the flag for a round of the sun, and even put his nose on his face, you are not annoyed.You are not behind the scenes who is behind the scenes?

I!
I.
Unexpected!Unexpectedly, you guys are so sloppy and sloppy.

Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down, Zuo Lengchan raised his long sword: "That's right, the rumor is that I let people go for a walk. You and I are both Nascent Souls, so I won't necessarily lose!"

"Not necessarily? There is a world of difference between you and me!" Su He said disdainfully.

Seeing Su He's haughty appearance, Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly, and rushed towards Su He in a flash.

The two fought together, Zuo Lengchan's swordsmanship was superb.There is a certain amount of advance and retreat between every move, and the white light attached to the sword also allows him to hurt Su He.

"Sunset!" Zuo Lengchan flickered the long sword in his hand, in a trance.The sun is slowly setting!
The long sword in Su He's hand became more and more fierce.

The temperature gradually increased, and soon, the surroundings turned red.

"How is it possible! What the hell are you?"

Su He's sword pierced Zuo Lengchan's heart, and Zuo Lengchan's sword also pierced Su He's chest.

Zuo Lengchan, who fell on the ground, watched Su He pull out the long sword as if nothing happened, and then threw it on the ground casually.

Visible to the naked eye, Su He's wound healed quickly after glowing with golden light.

This, shouldn't be like this!

Even Nascent Soul, even Nascent Soul shouldn't have such a quick healing ability!
"Hey! That demon! Don't hurt me!"

Just when Su Yun was about to kill Zuo Lengchan with a sword, a loud shout sounded.

Soon, several bald heads rushed over from a distance.

Three golden pills!

"So, behind you is a monk. However, three golden elixirs dare to come to me?"

Su Yun chopped off Zuo Lengchan's neck with a single sword, looking at the three monks running from a distance, Su Yun muttered to himself.

Monk, monk of Shaolin Temple.

The three monks were wearing monk robes, the gray robes were patched here and there, but even so, it was very clean and tidy.

Maybe, these three monks are really compassionate.

However, Su Yun didn't like the monk.

In the last dungeon, Su Yun met a monk.

However, Su Yun knew.He didn't want to be a monk himself!

"Vajra Subduing Demon Formation!"

When the three monks were about to approach Su Yun, they shouted at the same time, and then the three of them stood together in the shape of a character.Form a triangle!

The true essence circulated and communicated in the body, and in an instant, the three of them formed a circular loop.

The power of heaven and earth attached, and a huge King Kong roared.

"Curse the devil!" The vajra image holding a vajra roared angrily, and smashed the vajra in his hand towards Su He.

The crouching pestle is a ritual tool of Tibetan Buddhism. After it was introduced to the Central Plains, it gradually evolved into a Buddhist ritual tool.

Fumo pestle has a round end and a pointed end.It can be used as a weapon completely!
In fact, it is the weapon.

There is no thunder means, no great power.What do you use to subdue demons?
Three hundred nursery rhymes?

"Spotlight!"

Su He raised his hands to guide the sun.

The sunlight with a radius of dozens of miles was gathered at one point, turning into a golden-red beam of light and falling on King Kong.

The high temperature instantly melted the Vajra, and the three monks whose formation was broken fell to the ground.A monk happened to be within the range of the beam of light, and the high temperature of thousands of degrees directly burned the monk into fly ash.

When the wind blows, it carries away the ashes.

A golden ball fell to the ground, maintaining a round shape in the beam of light.

The other two monks fell to the ground, unconscious.

After thinking for a while, Su He manipulated the beam of light to move to the other two monks.

As the two monks were burned to ashes, two relics emerged.

Su He flew over the Shaolin Temple, gathering sunlight to prepare for these monks to bask in the sun.

Just when Su He was about to make a move, countless phantoms of Buddha flew out of Shaolin Temple.

Su He quickly formed a shield on his body to protect himself, but to his surprise, these phantoms did not attack him, but landed on nodes one by one.

"From today, Shaolin will be closed for a hundred years!"

I!
Su He did not give up and continued to attack Shaolin Temple.

A barrier formed of golden light appeared, blocking the beam of light formed by the sun.

an hour.

two hours.

three hours.

Four hours.

Fifteen hours.

Thirty-six hours later, Mount Song was burning red, but the barrier was still there.

Su He spat, then turned into a rainbow and left.

"God hasn't appeared for a long time!"

In the Sutra Pavilion, the floor-sweeping monk in a gray robe looked up at Su He who had turned into a rainbow and muttered to himself.

Although it belongs to the Western Paradise system, Shaolin does not follow the Western Paradise system.

To put it bluntly, Xitian is just a tool of Shaolin.

The abbot of Shaolin who did not know when he appeared next to the gray-robed monk asked with an ugly face: "Uncle Master, do we really want to close the mountain for a hundred years?"

"Otherwise? Let others roast the whole mountain? Or let Shaolin disciples go out to cast down demons?" The gray-robed monk put down the broom in his hand and looked at the abbot.

The abbot's face changed. Although he is the abbot, he would not dare to be so rash in front of this person: "Uncle Master, I didn't mean that."

The gray-robed monk frowned and said, "Of course you don't mean that, it's just that someone told you behind you to let you do this. Or, you also have this idea yourself. The appearance of those people is just an excuse for you." .”

"Uncle Master, this disciple really has no other thoughts!" The abbot knelt on the ground, lowered his head, not daring to look at the gray-robed monk's face.

The gray-robed monk let out a long sigh: "I disagreed when your master asked you to succeed the abbot. Look at your current appearance. You are really a good abbot of Shaolin!"

"Where's your Buddha heart? What about your persistence?" The gray-robed monk snorted coldly, making it clear that he didn't like the abbot: "If you want to do something, do it, if you want to say it, just say it. Those who are afraid of this and that, who should they be?"

If I really do this, you will definitely be the first to beat me up.

"What do you think? Think I'll beat you?" The gray-robed monk kicked the abbot over: "You're right! I just want to beat you, I beat you. It's because I want to beat you, to do those things with you What does it matter what you do?"

Do what you want to do, that is your business.

Beat you, fix you.That's my business.

Just thinking about not being beaten, so I don't do what I want to do.

"Clean up those messy things, you are the abbot. You are the abbot of Shaolin!" The gray-robed monk kicked the abbot who was about to get up again: "The abbot has the final say on Shaolin matters!"

(End of this chapter)