The Evil Taoist of Martial Arts

'Drink' But the old monk had already slapped out his palm, and the golden palm force roared towards him. Su Chu's textbook Tiyun jumped up and landed in the distance, but the palm force rushed towards his face without any intention of dissipating!

"It's too deceiving!" Su Chu frowned slightly, and threw out the same palm. The long history is as if thousands of mountains overlap. With a strong impact, everyone couldn't help but take a step back.

"Amitabha"

Putting his hands together, the old monk said softly: "Nine Suns Divine Art, Wudang's unique knowledge, Su benefactor and Zhang Jiaozhu three hundred years ago are like the same person, but unfortunately, Su benefactor's Nine Suns Divine Art has not yet been completed."

Curling her lips, Su Chu said indifferently: "So what? You three old monks are a thousand miles behind Sandu, aren't you?"

"Amitabha!" The old monk revealed bitterness on his face, and said in a low voice, "The three of us are not in the acquired state, how dare we compare to the three ancestors who have already stepped into the innate state."

Everyone in the room was very confused about the conversation between the two. Except for the Huashan faction inherited from which era, only Dongfang Bai knew the most clearly, but Dongfang Bai was also the most shocked. She always thought that Su Chu What he practiced was Wudang's unique skill, but he didn't expect it to be Jiuyang magic skill.

"However..." The old monk suddenly changed the subject and said, "I never thought that Su benefactor would completely integrate the Nine Suns True Qi into the Taoist internal energy. The benefactor is very qualified."

Seeing through the old monk, Su Chu looked indifferent, and said in the same way: "To each other, didn't the three of you also integrate the Kurong Chan Kung Fu that originally belonged to Tianlong Temple in Dali into the Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu?"

Su Chu said with a mocking look on his face.

"Amitabha!" The three of them proclaimed the Buddha's name at the same time, and there were some things that could not be said.

The third old monk said: "I don't know if Master Su dares to come and try what Master Zhang did back then?"

"Why don't you dare?" Su Chu looked indifferently, and said to Dongfang Bai: "Dongfang Hierarch invites you to go out first."

"You..." Dongfang Bai's complexion changed, he stared at Su Chu, but seeing the seriousness in Su Chu's eyes, he just flicked his sleeves and said, "Don't blame me if you die."

Su Chu smiled and transmitted the voice: "How can the poor be willing to die."

Following Dongfang Bai's departure, Su Chu stepped into the Vajra-subduing demon circle alone again, and the endless pressure seemed to crush him to death. Without joining hands with Dongfang Bai, what Su Chu felt was endless. pressure.

"Benefactor, be careful!" The three old monks said at the same time, and the three black ropes came towards them.

Su Chu fought three old monks with a set of deadly chain swordsmanship.

Suddenly the third old monk stood up from the ground and shouted: "Eat the poor monk with a powerful vajra finger!"

Without even looking at it, Su Chu suddenly let go of his hands, using Qi to control the sword, his hands together like a ball, embraced the void and even hugged the Qi of the third old monk, with a slight flick, the third old monk was no longer affected. The control was thrown towards the second old monk.

"Tai Chi!" The other two old monks got up from the ground at the same time, and they joined hands to catch the third old monk. The sect of Shaolin's unique learning has come roaring.

"Well done!"

With a loud cry, Su Chu clasped his hands together, and the real Taijiquan inherited from Zhang Sanfeng reappeared in the world. Su Chu circled around like a Taiji, and the attacks of the three were clearly aimed at Su Chu's face, but they couldn't go any further. It's like a restricted area.

'Huh' Dongfang Bai snorted coldly, and said to himself: "This Tai Chi is like a turtle shell!"

The four of them fell into a stalemate in an instant. You can't help me, and I can't suppress you, but Su Chu's complexion gradually turned rosy. It is too difficult for one person to resist three people.

'poof'

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Su Chu's Taijiquan was broken. Su Chu was broken under the strong Buddhist internal force of the three of them. He jumped back, and Su Chu didn't even have time to react before being caught by Heisuo who followed closely behind. stuck.

The turbulent Kurong Chan Kung Fu came out through his body, Su Chu hurriedly mobilized his inner strength to resist, the head of the three old monks shouted loudly: "Su benefactor! How about you have been practicing in Shaolin for decades?"

"This clean place of Shaolin is not suitable for the poor!" Su Chu's face was cold, and he stopped answering, but the paler and paler face may not be far from defeat in the eyes of outsiders.

Everyone thinks that Su Chuto is too old, but do outsiders really know what the four people present really think?

"How could it be possible to be caught here!" Su Chu's complexion gradually became ferocious, and his whole body seemed to grow a circle. Under this extreme oppression, Su Chu's Nine Dragon Lion Kung Fu broke through, and the powerful force shook the black Suo Seshu was trembling, but he couldn't really break through.

"Break the poor!!!"

With a roar, there seemed to be a strange change in Su Chu's body for a moment, and then Su Chu lost weight like a discouraged ball, just when everyone thought Su Chu had lost.

'boom'

Suddenly there was a violent explosion, and the black cable exploded.

Chapter 40

Chapter 40: One Hundred Years of Closing the Temple

'poof'

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the three old monks clasped their palms together and sat down again in the shape of 'pin', chanting Buddhist scriptures softly.As for Su Chu standing there staggeringly, giving people a feeling of being on the verge of falling, Lan Fenghuang couldn't help but want to rush up, luckily Ren Yingying held her back.

But in Dongfang Bai's view, Su Chu is undergoing amazing changes, and anyone who dares to underestimate Su Chu will pay the price with his life.

Sure enough, Su Chu straightened his back for a moment, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and before Su Chu could speak, the old monk said: "Congratulations, Master Su, for your harvest."

"I don't know if Su benefactor can take that step?"

"Is Su's benefactor successful?"

The three old monks asked roughly the same question, and the words of the three were filled with absolute joy and tension. It could be seen that the three of them very much hoped that Su Chu would take the last step mentioned by the three of them, but the problem was the last step. What is it, and why did the three want Su Chu to take this last step?

I'm afraid only Su Chu and the three old monks know this question!

"It's only half a step away!" Su Chu raised her palm and sighed softly.

The old monk headed by 'Hey' sighed softly, but still said quietly: "Benefactor Su, you don't have to sigh, the three poor monks and brothers have waited for decades, and they can wait for decades."

Without further ado, Su Chu bowed slightly to the three old monks, and said softly: "Poverty is a person who knows how to repay kindness. As long as you hand over all the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion today, my Sun Moon God Sect will go down the mountain immediately."

"Su benefactor took this half step, the three poor monks and brothers are helpless Su benefactor, but the three poor monks and brothers are Shaolin monks after all, and we still have to obey the abbot's orders in everything." Said the old monk, his eyes fell on On Fang Sheng.

Shaolin Fangzheng died in battle, the position of the Shaolin abbot, except Fang Sheng, no one can inherit it, so naturally Fang Sheng will make the next decision.