Chapter 82: Attack and kill the abbot

Although the master of mercy said this, but remembering that his life's work was not only in vain, but also would become a prisoner under the steps, he couldn't help but think that the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, thinking that I have a divine weapon like the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, it is better to kill the abbot, then I will be the abbot, why should I be a prisoner under the steps?

So he took out the Qinglong Glaive Knife, pretended to dedicate it to the abbot, and saw that Master Ci'en reached out to take it, but Master Ci'en made a steep attack, and with a wave of the big knife, with a click, he actually cut off one of Master Ci'en's arms!

This change happened suddenly, and no one thought that the Master of Mercy was so heartbroken that he would dare to swing a knife to behead the abbot!

Yes, there were exclamations for a while, and those Shaolin monks shouted angrily: "Master of Mercy, you actually dare to offend the abbot Shenwei? ”

"Master of Mercy, what are you going to do? Are you crazy? ”……

And that's not all!

Just when everyone was stunned, a trick was successful, and the compassionate old monk who was mad and mad brandished the Qinglong Yanyue knife and killed the Shaolin abbot.

The Green Dragon Glaive Knife is a world-famous treasure knife, and the Master of Mercy has injected it with strong internal force, and it is even more sharp, invincible, and with a bang, it actually slashed the arm that fell from the sky, turning into a blood mist in the sky!

At this time, the blood gushing at the broken arm of Master Ci'en was like a spring, rushing straight to the sky, the warrior monks were far away, and there was no time to rescue for a while, and the abbot was angry and angry, and he was unable to resist the enemy for a while, and the situation was precarious!

At this moment, a white shadow flew over like lightning, flew up with a kick, and kicked heavily on the back of the Master of Mercy, kicking the evil monk with the heart of the beast to the ground, and then jumped up and swung his knife at the Shaolin abbot.

Although Xue Wuxian kicked the Master of Compassion to roll on the ground, he was also shocked and flew out, although this old monk has a human face and a beast heart, he is a strong man in the Wuzun Realm, and his aura is extremely strong, not so easy to mess with.

Originally, Master Mercy was now a peerless powerhouse in the Martial King Realm, even if Master Mercy cut off one of his arms, he was not the abbot's opponent.

But now the abbot is angry and angry, and he has broken another arm, the blood is gushing like a spring, and the spirit is scattered, and he can't exert the momentum of the Martial King Realm for a while, so he seems to be passive.

It's no wonder that mercy and compassion are brothers in the same line, decades of friendship, who would have thought that the old monk of mercy would dare to attack and kill the abbot and do such a rebellious thing, it is simply a common anger and madness!

However, soon, Master Ci'en was worthy of being a Buddhist monk, he quickly adjusted his mentality, and released the momentum of the Martial King Realm, and in an instant, an invisible breath came overwhelmingly, and everyone felt as uncomfortable as Mount Tai pressed the top, and it was difficult to breathe, as if they were about to suffocate!

At this time, Master Ci'en was bathed in the light of the Buddha, the golden light was brilliant, and the treasure was solemn, just like the Buddha who had fallen into the dust, and everyone had the intention of prostrate worship.

"Kill!"

The old monk of mercy, who was ambitious and frenzied, saw the Buddha light blooming on the master of mercy, he was even more annoyed and angry, and shouted, the green dragon glaive knife waved, and a huge glaive sword soared wildly, and the green dragon roared in the sword, and slashed towards the abbot!

"Buddha Light Protector!"

With a whisper, Master Ci'en waved one hand, and the Buddha's light in the sky turned into a sky-like light shield, wrapping him inside, and the wind and rain did not invade.

The huge glaive sword slashed on the firmament-like Buddha light cover, only to hear a bang, the glaive sword shattered, the shadow of the green dragon collapsed, the Buddha's light shone, the glow of the sun, and the Shaolin abbot was safe and sound!

"Huh? It's so strong! ”

The old monk of mercy gasped, lifted the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, and attacked in search of a flaw.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

I saw the Shaolin abbot chanting the Buddha's name, the glow flickered, and the dazzling Buddha light wrapped his broken arm, as if smeared with the elixir of holy medicine, the flesh and blood at the broken arm quickly solidified, just for a moment, there were signs of healing, such a magical healing method, rare in the world.

It's just that that arm has been blown up by the evil compassionate monk, otherwise it could have been dismissed!

Taking advantage of the abbot's mercy to heal his wounds, the compassionate old monk who was frantic picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Knife and attacked in turn.

"Protect the abbot!"

Those Shaolin warrior monks, flying over with long sticks in their hands, desperately protected the Shaolin abbot, and some of them killed this evil monk with a beast heart.

Although the old monk of mercy is guilty of crimes, he is a strong man in the realm of martial arts, second only to the abbot in the Shaolin Temple, and he has a divine weapon such as the Qinglong Yanyue knife.

It's none of your business, hang high.

Although Xue Wuxian Jiang Yueqin and Guan Wenchang are outsiders, it is inconvenient to interfere in the internal affairs of Shaolin Temple, but they are also not used to what the Master of Mercy does, and feel that his human face and beast heart are unforgivable, so they also joined the conquest of the Master of Mercy.

How can the Qinglong Glaive Knife be invincible, no one can get close to it, and no one can help this crazy old monk.

"Amitabha, everyone, please get out of the way!"

A Buddha horn sounded, like a thunderbolt, shaking the sky, everyone's hearts were suffocated, and they hurriedly retreated, making room for a large area, so that the Shaolin abbot could punish the compassionate old monk who was notorious.

Master Ci'en stepped on the glow of the sun, rising, behind the Buddha's light ten thousand ways, as if hanging a full moon, the treasure is solemn, sacred and inviolable.

At this time, the old monk of mercy had already been killed, and when he saw the master of mercy rising, he also jumped up and chased after him.

"The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is the back."

The abbot opened his mouth and spit out, and a huge breath erupted, turning into a ball of golden light, as if a thunder descended from the sky, roaring and shaking the heavens and the earth to bombard the old monk of mercy.

"Kill!"

The evil monk who was mad and jumped over the wall in a hurry, raised the big knife and slashed at the golden light, boom, the golden light splashed, and instantly collapsed, the master of mercy only felt that his body was stiff, as if he was struck by lightning, he fell down involuntarily, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand also flew out of his hand, and the snow flew over without a trace.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife was lost and recovered, Guan Wenchang couldn't help but be ecstatic, and gently stroked the big knife with both hands, unable to put it down.

When everyone saw the situation just now, they were all dumbfounded, and secretly said that the powerful attack method, the abbot master was worthy of being a strong man in the Martial King Realm, and with just one breath, he would blast down the Compassion Master of the Martial Venerable Realm!

Martial King Realm, the king of warriors, the power of kings, who can lightly rub its edge?!

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the Buddha is merciful and punishes evil. Mercy, your sins are evident, don't be stubborn, be punished! ”

When everyone was stunned, they heard the Buddha horn in the air, everyone looked up, only to see the Shaolin abbot slapped out a palm, and the wind howled in an instant, and the glow of the sun was ten thousand ways, and instantly transformed into a monstrous giant palm, like a mountain, wrapped in the light of the Buddha, and shot it down towards the master of mercy!

"Huh? If you come to the palm of God! ”

Seeing the monstrous giant palm slapping down, the master of mercy with the ambition of the wolf couldn't help but be horrified, and jumped hard, burrowing into the dense forest, anxious like a lost dog, hurried like a fish that slipped through the net, and wanted to escape.

"Where to escape?"

If the palm of the god emits a brilliant Buddha light, through the clouds and fog to bombard the past, the mountains and rocks flying sideways, the towering trees were also destroyed, boom, slapped on the huge bald head of the master of mercy, slapped his whole person into the ground, leaving a huge palm print on the ground!

And the palm print was bottomless, forming a huge crater, and the cracks spread, crisscrossing like a spider's web, extending into the distance!

"Ah, that's amazing!"

Xue Wuxian and Jiang Yueqin flew over, standing on the edge of the palm print and looking down, they couldn't see the shadow of the Master of Mercy, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, the Master of Mercy deserves it, and he has been sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, haha, wonderful!" ”

In fact, according to the Shaolin law, if a master of mercy commits such an act of rebellion, he should be taken to the law enforcement hall to be tried, convicted, and then imprisoned in a dungeon, where he will not see the light of day for the rest of his life, so that he will repent and think about it.

But the situation was critical at that time, and the Shaolin abbot was angry, so he suppressed him with the palm of the gods, but he didn't expect to slap this old monk with a beast heart into the ground with a palm and disappeared, which was also what he deserved.

If to come to the palm of God, it is the supreme martial arts of Buddhism, and it is also the treasure and secret of Shaolin Temple, in Shaolin Temple, only the abbot can learn.

If it weren't for the special situation, the abbot had no choice but to come out, and the Shaolin monks wouldn't know that there was such a peerless martial art in the temple!

After slapping the old monk of mercy into the ground, Master Ci'en took away his breath, and the big red robe fell to the ground like a red cloud, looking at the white-clothed Xue Wuxue and asked, "May I ask who is the donor's name?" Who is your master? Looking at your martial arts, it seems to be from the Huashan faction, right? ”

Xue Wuxian said respectfully: "Abbot Qiyu, the junior is called Xue Wuxian, my master is Situ Jian and Situ Kong, the two heroes of Huashan." ”

"Huh? Brother Situ? ”

Master Ci'en's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a trembling voice, "What? Huashan Twin Heroes? That's my life-saving benefactor, two months ago, the poor monk went out to run errands, and accidentally fell into a trap designed by others, and was attacked by gangsters.

At that time, I was seriously injured, but fortunately, your master Situ Jian Situ Kong appeared in time and joined forces to repel the mysterious person who attacked me, and the poor monk was lucky enough to survive until now, otherwise the poor mouth would have died long ago! ”

When everyone heard this, they were all taken aback, they couldn't imagine that the abbot of Shaolin actually encountered an accident, and someone dared to make a black hand to him, so the person who attacked him must be a top master, and he is also a person with huge power, otherwise how dare ordinary people provoke the abbot of Shaolin?

Xue Wuxian couldn't help but ask, "What?" Your old man's martial arts are world-famous, and someone dares to sneak attack you? Who has such guts? Presumably, the person who attacked you is also a top master, right? ”

Even though Master Ci'en is the abbot of Shaolin and his martial arts are world-renowned, he still feels thrilled when he thinks of the attack two months ago, so he sighed and said leisurely: "Amitabha, the past is like smoke, don't mention it!" ”