"Where are the villains, doing something wrong here!" A great monk holding a Zen staff and wearing a robe shouted.

Everyone in the entire venue also became nervous.

It's just that there are a lot of people here, and the breath is mixed, even if someone learns the ability to be deaf and clear, they can't detect it at this time.

However, Yue Buqun spread out the internal force of Zixia, forming a small piece of purple qi, and noticed a hint of clues.

"Underground!" Yue Buqun said, and then a sword was already unsheathed and flew towards the ground in the center of the venue.

Many people present reacted and changed color one after another.

"Stinky bitch, it's all your fault! It's been discovered! ”

"Shut up, stupid thing, that person is Yue Buqun, the one who killed the bald man, you will block him for me, and I will deal with the others."

As he spoke, the ground began to shake violently, and a monster like an earth-gray python came out of the ground and stood upright.

The sword that Yue Buqun shot out first was caught by its open scales, and it couldn't be recovered for the time being.

"Hey! You tap, my head! There was a noise at one end of the monster.

And the high upturned end, like a snake and a human, with a snake-like woman's face, and a slender tongue: "People! There are so many people, and it's delicious! ”

"I'm eating!"

As soon as the words fell, a large amount of sour water spurted out of her mouth, and even the rocks were corroded everywhere she passed.

The ancient tree that has grown for hundreds of years, when it encounters these acid water, it is also unlucky, and it has been corroded into big holes, and I am afraid that it will not be able to survive anymore.

"Be bold and demonic, and dare to be presumptuous in the pure land of Buddhism!" The great monk holding the Zen staff, with all his strength, smashed the Zen staff in his hand with the technique of the Great Vedic pestle.

The Great Vedic pestle was originally evolved from a battlefield hammer method, which was brought to Shaolin by a general in the past after becoming a monk, and after years of evolution, many of the parts of it are still retained.

The Zen staff weighing more than sixty pounds smashed down like this, if it falls on a mortal, keep it so that the other party will see the Buddha in the next second.

But it fell on this evil body, but it did not smash a ripple on the opponent's nail membrane.

In the next moment, the strange evil with a snake-like head shook its huge body, and the air was sonic boom.

Boom!

The great monk was not in good shape, so he couldn't dodge, and in an instant, he exploded in the air and shattered into pulp.

In the crowd, those who had never seen such a scene, and those who were not strong enough to bear it, let out exclamations one after another.

"Fang Heng!" Shaolin abbot Fang Zheng roared, and his eyes were red.

Then he pulled off the string of Buddha beads around his neck, and sent out these Buddha beads with the technique of fixing the beads and subduing demons, obviously knowing that if he wanted to break the armor membrane, he had to break the face with a point.

It's just obvious that Fang Zheng is a little overestimated of his own skills.

One hundred and eight Buddha beads, one of which did not fall on the evil body, still failed to break the armor, but made this monster even more rampant.

The thick, corrosive acid water was already raining down on the entire area.

Those with profound skills have already torn open their tents, tied a large number of strips of cloth with sticks or blades, and swung wildly, sweeping away the sour water with a strong wind.

As a result, the more 'thick' sour water mass begins to splash.

People who don't have enough skills and bad luck are simply unlucky.

If you are accidentally hit, half of your body will be exposed.

"You can't let it be presumptuous, everyone will shoot together and kill this monster." Someone shouted in the crowd.

Then all kinds of blades came out of their hands almost at the same time.

Hundreds of blades, wrapped in an internal force that was not too weak, flew towards the treacherous.

If there are enough areas of the blow, it may also be able to pose a threat to the defense of its nail membrane.

At this moment, the monster cocked its tail, but it was a 'snake face', but this rather anthropomorphic snake face was seen to be a male.

It was a snake-like creep, and it had no tail, but a head on the front and back.

Faced with a large number of thrown blades, the cocked male snakeface opened its mouth wide, and then spat out a huge sound wave.

“der~！”

The sound wave spread in circles, and the large number of blades that flew towards it were all blocked by the sound wave.

Yue Buqun was in the middle of the crowd, raised his hand and lifted a large stone, and hit the monster's wide open mouth.

The big stone tore through the obstruction of the sound wave and forced it into the monster's mouth, holding back all the syllables it had not finished shouting.

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ”

"Gross! Ahem! It's too big! Too much! ”

"Stinky woman, didn't you let you keep it?" The male snake face made an opening from the bottom of the snake's head, and while spurting blood, he beat the blood vessels and fascia inside to speak.

"Stupid thing, I'm letting you keep it!"

"Forget it! You go down, I come! The upper and lower positions were reversed, and the female snake face came out, but before it could spit out a large amount of sour water, Yue Buqun's sword had already arrived in groups.

Sword after sword, barrel into its throat, so that it could not open its mouth at all.

And the others didn't really watch the show, seeing that Yue Buqun had already contained the monster, they rushed up one after another, and the blades in their hands smashed all the way.

There are more ants, and they can bite elephants to death.

What's more, for these treacherous people, people in the martial arts who have achieved cultivation may not all be ants.

The serpentine monster simply lay on the ground, firing at both ends, and then twisted his body and rushed to the crowded position.

"Where is the Shaolin stick monk?" Fang Zheng roared.

Eighteen copper-painted monks, armed with special metal sticks, flew out first.

Then the long stick came out of his hand and crossed like a net.

The back and forth strikes actually nailed the giant python-like evil to the ground temporarily.

"I, dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! The male snakehead quickly gnawed at the ground with his head, dug a big hole, and was about to get into it.

More Shaolin stick monks arrived, using century-old rattan as the material in their hands, and the rattan sticks polished through multiple processes already have a hardness that is not inferior to steel.

A large number of rattan sticks, at the same rhythm, attached to a large number of similar frequency force, swung down, and smashed fiercely on the snake-shaped and treacherous body.

The nail membrane on the demon's body began to ripple in circles.

As the frequency of the ripples increases, cracks begin to appear on the nail membrane.

This is the effect of resonance.

The power of a single stick monk is indeed limited.

However, a large number of stick monks, according to the skill and rhythm of the Arhat Great Array, waved the sticks in their hands, and the huge power resonated in the resonance, and they could tear apart this treacherous and hard armor.

Syllable!

With the breakage of the nail membrane.

The burly and sturdy old monk holding the Daguan knife jumped out of the monk pile, and then aimed at the female snake's head and slashed heavily.

Swish!

Daguan knife into the bone five inches, it is difficult to continue.

The monk with two heavy copper maces followed, smashing hard along the back of the knife.

All martial arts must have been born for killing in the first place.

And the battlefield is where the greatest killing is.

Therefore, the vast majority of martial arts originated on the battlefield and were later improved due to different needs.

Shaolin martial arts are stained with Buddha characters, but there are many, which were born out of the art of battlefield killing, and now there are many ways to return to the origin in response to the evil.

A snake's head was cut off.

There was a cheer of excitement from the crowd.

But the cheer did not last, but I saw that the severed head turned into black smoke and dispersed.

And the strange broken and bleeding neck, but intact grew a new head.