Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

The corpse in the headless monk's robe collapsed limply, staining the whole area red.

Li Xiu took a few steps back to avoid getting his shoes dirty.

This living example of the old monk once again proved that it is really not suitable to fight against people under the violent mood swings.

As one of the four great monks in Shaolin, Kongxing's martial arts is not low. Looking at the whole world, he is among the top and deserves his name.

Normally, even if he lost to Li Xiu, he would never lose so quickly.

It's just that he lost his caution under the rage, and felt that Li Xiu was young and wanted to come to martial arts, but his martial arts could be so high, and he committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy.

Without thinking about it, he thought about killing him with a ruthless killing move!

It's done, when the old monk got angry, he was more fierce than tigers and leopards, and took the life of Xiao Xiao's madman in an instant!

But who knew that when he got started, he was beaten by surprise, lost his way, and was confused.

He fell into a disadvantage all of a sudden, followed by a series of violent attacks. He was unable to recover in time, and his hands were seriously injured.

In the end, let Li Xiu draw his sword effortlessly to finish him off.

"Wow..."

His hearing is so sharp that Li Xiu could hear the sound of footsteps scraping the ground from a distance.

And it sounds like all of them are powerful and possess martial arts, and there should be quite a few of them.

"Shaolin Arhat Hall? It sounds like there are a lot of people, but..."

Li Xiu's expression was slightly strange, and he looked back at the corpses of the dozens of monks before, and then at his feet not far away.

"Why do you somehow feel like the gourd baby is saving grandpa?"

"However, this should be the last wave."

Li Xiu waved his hand, signaling Xiao Zhao to back off, this time there were a lot of people fighting and he couldn't care about her.

Xiao Zhao also understood that he raised his breath and lightened his body, and climbed up to the ancient tree in the courtyard that was more than ten meters high and covered the courtyard.

When she got to the high places with thick branches and her petite body huddled together, the dense branches and leaves really properly covered her.

Even if Li Xiu hadn't been watching her go up, he probably wouldn't have noticed anything.

And Li Xiu, who had a headless corpse lying down at his feet, and several dead corpses scattered around him, holding a bloody sword in his hand, was so conspicuous and hateful!

Which monk can take care of other things, Xiao Zhao is naturally safe.

Sure enough, a group of dark, muscular bald monks ran over with long sticks.

Seeing the scattered corpses on the ground, especially the emptiness of the separated corpses, they all had the same ferocious expression of wanting to swallow Li Xiu alive.

There was no need for Li Xiu to open his mouth to mock any more, and without saying a word, he stepped forward to beat him to death with a stick.

But with Kongxing "honestly" lying there, no one dared to underestimate Li Xiu when he was furious.

A middle-aged square-faced monk who looked like the leader immediately waved the long stick in his hand and shouted angrily: "Put the formation!"

On the surface, Yuan Guan's face was full of murderous intent, but at this moment, he was anxious and frightened.

In the past few days, Shaolin almost went out with all its strength to join forces with the five major sects to attack the Demon Sect's Guangming Peak.

In order to prevent sudden accidents, the abbot Kongwen left his uncle Kongxing master who is also one of the four great monks of Shaolin with high martial arts skills to sit in Shaolin.

Adding in the more than 300 disciples of their Arhat Hall, it can be said that it is almost foolproof.

But where did this terrifying villain come from!

Not only did he kill Master Kongxing's uncle, but more importantly, let alone the villain who suffered any injuries, even the moon white thin shirt on his body didn't even have any wrinkles or dust!

This shows that under the fierce and rapid attack of the 36-style Dacheng Dragon Claw Hand of Master Kongxing's uncle, the claws tear the wind and destroy the stone.

The other party didn't even touch a corner of his clothes, so he gave Master Kongxing's uncle the head of a sword with ease.

This is too appalling, Yuan Guan can't even imagine how high this man's martial arts is!

And he still looks so young, so is this person a ghost or a monster?

but,

Even if the opponent is an ogre monster, he must not let this person enter Shaolin again today!

He must be exhausted here, even if he sacrificed his own life!

Yuan Guan felt ruthless in his heart, he shook the long black stick in his hand again, and made a loud clenched sound.

Yuan Guan gave an order, needless to say, more than a dozen monks with long dark red sticks came to kill Li Xiu.

Of course, it wasn't just a dozen or so monks who wanted to beat Li Xiu to death, but were fighting with him to delay the time.

Wu Yaya's hundreds of monks quickly dispersed and quickly formed a circle, surrounding Li Xiu in the middle, as if they had rehearsed thousands of times without knowing it.

Except for Yuan Guan, these monks are all holding jujube sticks.

Jujube trees grow slowly, and it takes decades for a trunk as thick as a bowl, but jujube trees are superior in that the wood is harder and denser than iron, and the texture is fine and dense.

Holding it in the hand, since it is light and does not hinder the use of force, it is not afraid of being cut by a knife or a sword.

It is a good material for making sticks designated by the ancestors of Shaolin for the disciples of Arhat Hall after careful selection.

But it's a pity that this solid long stick of jujube wood, which is always invincible, ran into the Yitian sword.

Li Xiu didn't arouse the sword energy, but relied on the sharpness of the Yitian sword to fight against the enemy.

As soon as the jujube stick was connected to the sword, it was cut off extremely crisply, and the section was smooth and stubble-free.

The stump stick fell to the ground with a thud, all the monks present were dumbfounded, they had never seen such a scene.

But Li Xiu had expected it long ago, he would not let him go, and with a twist of his wrist was another sword strike!

The monk who broke his stick relied on the instinctive reaction he had cultivated over the past ten years, and without thinking about it, he blocked it neatly with his stick.

The Yitian sword slashed down, but the stick didn't even stop it, the monk only felt that the stick broke in his hand and was light again.

"Wow!"

The sword light is like a horse like a rainbow, and a sword goes down to chop out afterimages!

Finally, all the afterimages dissipated, leaving only the real sword body.

The Yitian sword slashed a ferocious trajectory from the monk's shoulder bones to his waist and abdomen.

It's not a slash, but a slash through the back of the sword!

This is because Li Xiu didn't want to smell too bloody and smell the stench in the monk's belly, so he didn't cut it off completely.

Li Xiu stepped on his feet, his body floated and then retreated, he retracted his sword gracefully, and rushed towards other monks.

It seemed that the sword was too fast, the monk still had time to take a look at Li Xiu in disbelief before the sword wound erupted and blood gushed out from the wound, and he fell down unwillingly and fell silent.

Just now, he just tried the sword for a while, and then Li Xiu started to use his sword moves in the next breath, and really started to fight against the enemy.

Without arousing the sword energy, the Yitian sword will slash or pick or tease, emitting erratic and light blue sword shadows!

Li Xiu seemed to be holding a gushing clear spring, drifting through the middle of a dozen monks like a ghost.

The monk in the arena is also pitiful, he knows that the long stick in his hand can't stop the divine sword, but he really can't dodge the bright sword light! I can only try to block with a long stick in my hand!

Knowing that things can't be done, they still do it, not all of them are acts of great courage and boldness, sometimes they are forced to helpless, poor and helpless...

One person against dozens of people, but it was an overwhelming massacre!

Li Xiu's sword moves were performed smoothly and smoothly, and the sword came from his heart, and after a while, there was no fresh life around him.

Since Li Xiuchu drew his sword, it took only seven or eight breaths of effort, and the Shaolin monks who came to delay him all fell to the ground, glowing red.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Yuan Guan couldn't help tearing his eyes, his face was flushed as if stained with blood, and a steel tooth in his mouth was bitten and sizzled!

When Luohan Hall's first Zen Master Wu Se taught the formations to their Luohan Hall disciples, he said many times that the formation of the formation must be accurate when facing the enemy!

Because every time you slow down for a while, those disciples who delay the enemy may be in danger of being injured and killed.

In the past, it wasn't that their Arhat Hall disciples had never used formations to deal with powerful enemies. In the worst cases, those procrastinating disciples would be seriously injured and killed, but how can it be so tragic today!

When they formed an formation, dozens of disciples were all dead!