Sweeping monk, the god in the minds of the congenital masters of Shaolin, is respected by many congenital masters as a teacher, as the last hole card of the hermit master, under the joint efforts of ten congenital masters of the extreme realm, there is no ability to resist, and he is captured and loses his ability to act.

It's just that the sweeping monk doesn't seem to be aware of the fact that he is being restrained, and he just keeps muttering something in his mouth.

Murong Goudan, who was closer, could hear it clearly, and what the sweeping monk said was-

"Ten...... How can it be...... Ten ......"

Obviously, this hidden hermit master of Shaolin Temple, representing one of the strongest forces of Tianlong, has not yet successfully come out of the surprise brought by the ten innate extreme realm masters.

However, I think it is also.

The master of the Innate Extreme Realm is almost the top existence in this world, and in this world, only he has ever reached it.

And now as soon as such masters appeared, there were ten, and most of them were young people in their twenties and thirties, and this kind of blow changed to another person with a weak mind, and he might even be stimulated to go crazy.

"Slaughter Temple!"

The sweeping monk was captured, Shaolin lost his biggest hole card, and there was no longer the slightest threat.

With a cold face, he glanced at the many monks facing him, and with a wave of his hand, the little emperor gave an order to the six thousand army behind him.

"No!"

The six thousand troops shouted in unison, and the sound came from Shaomu Mountain and reached the foot of the mountain, so that many people in the martial arts under the mountain couldn't help but be afraid.

Is this the elite soldier of the Great Song Dynasty?

It seems that it is not as weak as imagined.

"Swear to defend Shaolin to the death!"

"The temple is in the people, and the temple is dead!"

"Kill these court thieves!"

"Capture the dog emperor alive, defend me Shaolin!"

"Amitabha, the Buddha has also turned into an angry-eyed Vajra, Buddha, for my Buddha, the poor monk is going to kill today!"

In the face of the order of the little emperor to slaughter the temple, no Shaolin monks had the heart of luck, and they were all excited, clamoring to fight to break the net.

Compared with Shaolin's group of monks, the 6,000 army behind the little emperor was much more disciplined.

Under the command of Wang Jian, the deputy commander of the forbidden army, the commander of the dragon army, the army of 6,000 was divided into six neat formations.

Every 1,000 people are a unit, or lying down, or pausing, or standing, forming a formation that can shoot at the maximum area.

Facing the nearly 100 monks who rushed out of the Shaolin Temple without the control of the abbot and the first seat, these elite soldiers had a solemn face, and their eyes flashed with coldness.

Under Wang Jian's order to 'shoot', the 1,000 troops of the first column pulled the trigger with a brush, and 1,000 bullets rushed out of the barrel at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye, some shot to the ground, and some turned into stray bullets and accidentally injured the monks who did not rush out of the rear.

And more, they did submerge into the bodies of the nearly 100 monks who rushed out, splashing out clumps of blood, leaving blood holes on these monks.

It was just one round of shooting, and nearly 100 monks who did not know the power of modern weapons were all shot and fell to the ground.

Most were shot more than 30 times, and a few had three or five more blood holes in their bodies, and no one was able to stand up.

Slaughter!

It was a bloody massacre!

I thought that in the face of an army of 6,000, it was not without a fight, but I didn't want to see it, and the nearly 100 monks who rushed out died so inexplicably.

And even the monks who were still alive still knew nothing about the strangely shaped weapons in the hands of the dragon army, except for the great power.

This..... How to fight?

In an instant, an emotion called fear grew in the hearts of the Shaolin monks.

Fear, spread in front of the Shaolin Temple mountain gate.

It's just that the Shaolin Temple side is afraid, but on the Song Army side, His Majesty the Emperor has never ordered it to stop, and His Majesty the Emperor's previous order is to slaughter the temple.

Therefore, after putting nearly 100 monks and harvesting nearly 100 lives, the 6,000 Conglong Army did not stop at all, and the second column made up for it, and Qi Shushu aimed the muzzle of the gun at many monks in front of the Shaolin Temple.

Death is so imminent, and the disaster of destroying the temple seems to be imminent.

At this moment, many monks in Shaolin Temple were ready to meet the Buddha.

And at this moment, in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple, a sigh sounded.

"Alas!"

This sigh is not loud, and even judging from the breath, the person who makes this sigh is not in the innate realm.

However......

This sigh attracted the attention of many people present.

Because, everyone can hear it clearly, the owner of this sigh that is quite a little helpless is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Xuanci!

As the leader of the Shaolin Temple, since the moment the emperor ordered the encirclement and suppression of Shaolin, Xuan Ci never showed half a bit of fear on his face.

Even if the soldiers came down the mountain yesterday, Xuan Ci did not have the slightest intention of giving in to the court.

You know, at that time, he didn't know that Shaolin's hidden innate masters already had the means to deal with it, and he didn't know that Shaolin still hid a big guy like a sweeping monk.

Therefore, his calmness is worth thinking about!

What was it that gave him such confidence?

At this point, the little emperor was curious, and Su Luo was equally curious.

The strongest living existence in this world is a half-step grandmaster, and he can be 100% sure of this.

And the half-step Grandmaster, in the face of the ten Innate Extreme Realms, obviously can't get any benefits, which the sweeping monk has confirmed with practical actions.

So, where is Xuan Ci, or Shaolin's real confidence?

Now, after being driven to a dead end, Xuan Ci unveiled the answer for Su Luo and the little emperor.

His confidence is in his hands.

After a sigh, under everyone's attention, Xuan Ci's right hand stretched out and slowly opened his clenched palm.

At the same time as Xuan Ci's palm opened, the things in his palm were also presented to the eyes of the world for the first time.

Bead!

A bead that radiates a faint golden glow!

"The incompetence of the younger disciple Xuan Ci has caused Shaolin to suffer a catastrophe, today Shaolin is in danger, Xuan Ci is helpless, disturbing the patriarch, and imploring the patriarch to take action to solve my Shaolin crisis."

Xuan Ci's words were not loud, but they clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Patriarch?

What patriarch?

In addition to the sweeping monk who is about to enter the realm of the grandmaster, there are other hidden masters in Shaolin?

How is it possible, if there really is such an existence, Shaolin should have invited people out a long time ago, how could he watch nearly a hundred disciples before being slaughtered?

Unless......

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the bead in Xuan Ci's palm again.

While speaking, the pure Buddhist true qi in Xuan Ci's body continued to instill into the golden beads in his hand.

With the infusion of his internal strength, the golden light on the beads became more and more devastating, and it magically broke away from Xuan Ci's palm and floated into the air.

Then......

"Amitabha!"

With the sound of a Buddha horn, the beads floating in the air were full of golden light, and after the golden light, the beads disappeared, replaced by a monk who looked a little illusory, and his whole body was surrounded by golden light.

"This ...... It's ......."

Faced with this sudden scene, the little emperor who thought he was holding the thigh of the system father and had nothing to fear couldn't help but be confused.

What the hell is this, why haven't you even heard of it?

"! The relics of Bodhidharma! Shaolin Temple still has this kind of good thing, a big harvest! ”

Compared with the confusion of the younger emperor, after seeing the monk shrouded in golden light, Su Luo directly burst into foul language.

Even, if it weren't for the image of his own system, he would have rushed over immediately to take Bodhidharma..... Phew! It was the relics of Bodhidharma that were snatched over.

Sealed with the last power of the martial arts Jindan realm master Bodhidharma before his death, the relics who can carry out the final battle after being unsealed.

It turns out that this is the real hole card of Shaolin, so that Shaolin will stand for thousands of years and be able to face the imperial army without fear!

This...... This is a hole card, this is simply a treasure boy!

PS: The third watch is coming! In addition, I will tell you a secret: the author of this book is very careful, and if there are too few recommended votes, rewards, and book reviews in this chapter, the author does not like to add more.

Well, that's the big power..... Secret, don't say I'm telling you!