Traveling through the divine eagle: the first sword of Quanzhen

Chapter 695 Breaking the Door
The monk said at this time: "If your Excellency is sensible, it is better to leave earlier. Now I am closed in Shaolin to thank guests. Anyone who trespasses in Shaolin Temple, don't blame me for waiting for 'King Kong's glaring eyes, subduing demons and demons'."

After listening to their words, Li Qingwei laughed and said: "Hahahaha! The little monk is not old, and his tone is not small!" As soon as the words fell, Li Qingwei came to him in a flash, stretched out his palm, and pressed it above his bald head.

Tiangang Jue was so powerful and domineering that his inner strength was instantly released, and he instantly turned into a pool of blood mist.

This scene really surprised the other monks.

If it was normal, Li Qingwei might give them a chance to survive, but today he is here to find fault.

Moreover, he coerced the regent, tried to hijack Ziwei Diji, conspired to overthrow the Tang regime, and assassinated the emperor.There is also disrespect for the new law and private possession of armor.

These are capital offenses.He doesn't have to show any more affection.

While everyone was still amazed, the Longquan sword was out of the sheath behind Li Qingwei's back, and their armor and pig iron weapons were like mud pinched paper in front of the indestructible Longquan sword.

And this group of monks from outsiders might be able to deal with ordinary farmers, but if they were to deal with a top expert from insiders like Li Qingwei, they would be like chickens and dogs.

In the blink of an eye, corpses were already strewn across the field, and Li Qingwei only used one hand and did not use real power.

Then he walked slowly towards the mountain road of Shaoshi Mountain. The movement in front of the mountain gate had already alarmed the monks on the mountain.

Soon the second wave of defense came.

With a whistle, a rain of arrows shot towards Li Qingwei, followed by rolling logs and stones.

Facing the rain of arrows, Li Qingwei just sneered.

He held the Longquan sword in his hand, and the powerful internal force of the Tiangang Jue was injected into it, and a piercing sword sound was like a dragon's chant.The birds in the mountains were startled, and the monks and soldiers also covered their ears.

Today Li Qingwei let them experience what real "despair" is!
Just as the huge boulder rolled towards him, Li Qingwei swung the Longquan sword, and an awe-inspiring sword energy charged straight up, splitting the boulder and log in front of him in an instant, and flew to both sides of the road.

Li Qingwei used his innate kung fu with all his strength, and the innate stellar energy protected his whole body.The rain of arrows they released couldn't come within three feet of him at all.

"Devil! Devil!" Seeing this scene, the monks and soldiers in ambush were terrified.

Li Qing smiled slightly and looked at the fleeing monks and said, "Hehe! A monk is afraid of devils? Interesting!"

Then he walked all the way and killed all the way.

A monk knocked on the gate of Shaolin Temple, but he only knocked once before a sword pierced through his chest.

And the Longquan sword was inserted into the thick and simple gate wall of Shaolin Temple.

Li Qingwei used the Dragon Capturing Kungfu to take back the Longquan Sword.

At this time, a bell-like voice came from the temple: "Grandma! Misfortune! I don't know who the pavilion is, and how can I offend you in this pure place of Buddhism and attract such hostility from you. Destroy me Shaolin?"

Li Qingwei didn't have the mood to worry about him. Although it was the magical skill of transmitting voices for thousands of miles, it was too weak.

The present Shaolin really disappoints him very much, he can be regarded as "killing a chicken with a bull's knife" when he comes today.With the strength shown by the monks on the mountain road just now, even Duan Siying can easily skip it.

Li Qingwei didn't answer, cut off the stone tablet in front of the Shaolin Temple with a sword, and kicked it out with a kick with all his internal strength.

The stele was like a cannonball, hitting the gate of Shaolin Temple, and the gate with red lacquer and gold nails was instantly destroyed.

And the monks hiding behind the door were also directly crushed to death by this stele.

Li Qingwei put the sword behind his back, and walked into the temple slowly with his hands behind his back.

The Shaolin Temple was already in full battle, old monks and young monks were waiting there with weapons in their hands, and in front of Li Qingwei was the "Eighteen Arhats Conquering Demons Formation" composed of eighteen strong monks.

These eighteen monks mainly practiced the martial arts of the golden bell cover iron shirt, but this kind of martial arts, in front of a master like Li Qingwei, was not much different from the street performers.

Abbot Tianming stood in front of the main hall, wearing cassocks, pointing to his Zen staff.He hasn't spoken yet.

The Eighteen Arhats that Shaolin Temple is proud of has already been breached by Li Qingwei.

None of the people in the Shaolin Temple could clearly see how his body skills were, and they, the old monks who worked behind closed doors, had never seen the jade girl sword skills.

Li Qingwei was told by Zhao Ke and others that Lingbo Weibu and the Jade Girl Swordsmanship could cooperate well after they discovered it.

Previously, Li Qingwei usually only used the Quanzhen swordsmanship to deal with the enemy, and had never used the Jade Girl swordsmanship.It is even more unexpected that there will be such a wonderful reaction after combining the two martial arts.

The speed of Lingbo's micro-steps, the sharpness of the jade girl's swordsmanship, the invincibility of the Longquan sword, the invulnerability of the congenital skills, the continuous internal strength of the nine suns magic skills, and finally the powerful and domineering Tiangang Jue.

Such a combination is referred to as "Invincible in the World".

In front of Li Qingwei, the mighty Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin Temple were just a child's play, and without a single move, the Eighteen Bronze Men died under the sword of Longquan.

At this time, Li Qingwei said in a hoarse and old voice: "Use whatever skills you have. If you don't have them, none of the people present will survive!"

"Big words!" After saying that, the three monks descended from the sky.

All three of them are tall and tall, but they are of different ages. One of them is old and looks like he is at least 60 years old.One of them had a long beard on his forehead and was about 40 years old.

And the last one is a young monk, although he is tall and strong, but his face is like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Abbot Tianming bowed his hands to the three of them at this time and said, "I never thought I would be able to invite the three uncles to come in person."

"Since there are evil spirits breaking into the temple, how can the three of us sit idly by. Who are you? You want to destroy me Shaolin." The youngest among them said.

Although this person looks like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, his voice is very old, like an old man of six or seventy years old.

Li Qingwei said: "I'm really curious about who you are? I'll give you a chance to leave your names."

Abbot Tianming said at this time: "These are the three uncles of the old man, the Venerable Sansheng."

After listening to Abbot Tianming's answer, Li Qingwei looked up to the sky and laughed again. This time he mixed his own internal strength, and his voice resounded throughout Mount Shaoshi.

Some monks with low martial arts couldn't even stand Li Qingwei's laughter, and were directly shocked to death.

Li Qing said disdainfully: "The lord of the three lives? The Buddha said: the past, the present, and the future are the three lives of the three generations. How can you mortals dare to call you the venerable!"

As soon as Li Qingwei finished speaking, the three monks threw out the fine steel chains in their hands to Li Qingwei, and bound Li Qingwei's neck, lower body, and sword-wielding right hand respectively.

But Li Qingwei didn't resist, and the three of them stepped back at this moment, directly pulling Li Qingwei up.

Li Qingwei's body was suspended in the air and was torn apart by the three people, as if torn apart by five horses.

(End of this chapter)