Since coming to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, most of Su Qin's spiritual thoughts have been used to perceive the spatial fluctuations on the top of Kunlun Mountain.
The rest of the divine thoughts are contained in the body, but just now, Su Qin felt a familiar breath approaching.
"Third Uncle, what are you looking at?" Seeing Su Qin's gaze, Li Wan who was next to her stepped on her feet and looked outside the inn as well.
as expected.
After a while.
A monk in gray robes strode in.
This monk was extremely inconspicuous, like an ordinary person, but the Qingcheng Sword King who was sitting on the second floor almost cried out when he saw his face change drastically.
"Xuanku!"
Qingcheng Sword King stood up suddenly, staring straight at the gray-robed monk in disbelief.
He never expected that he would meet the monk 'Xuanku' of Shaolin Temple here.
As the words of the Sword King of Qingcheng spread.
All the warriors in the entire inn were stunned, and their eyes quickly fell on the gray-robed monk who had just walked in.
"Mysterious suffering?"
"Is he the 'Xuan Ku' monk from Shaolin Temple?"
"The holy monk 'Xuanku' is too young, isn't he?"
"Could it be that the holy monk 'Xuanku' also wanted to fight for the Temple of War when he came here?"
Many warriors were chatting quickly, their eyes kept sweeping over 'Xuan Ku'.
"Namo Amitabha."
'Xuan Ku' in a gray robe slightly bowed and said: "Young monk, I am not here for the Temple of War God."
As soon as the words 'Xuan Ku' came out.
The warriors on the field were even more puzzled.
Nowadays, warriors who come to Kunlun Mountain basically come for the Temple of War God. If 'Xuan Ku' is not interested in the Temple of War God, why did he appear here at this time
Under everyone's gaze, 'Xuan Ku' raised his head slightly, and said loudly: "The little monk has already found you, why don't you show up?"
"Xuanku little bald donkey, you have been chasing and killing me for several months and traveled tens of thousands of miles. Are you really going to chase and kill me?"
A hoarse voice came.
A man with cold eyes came out. The man's facial features are ordinary, but there is an inexplicable evilness revealed, which makes people unable to help but fall into it.
"Seven evil spirits, him!?"
Some warriors' expression changed drastically, showing a trace of fear.
Qixie Sanren is a well-known evil martial artist in Jianghu. He once slaughtered several villages in a row in order to practice evil skills. Even the Tang Dynasty wanted him. If it wasn't for the fact that Qixie Sanren was a first-rank grand master, and would immediately flee away whenever there was a turmoil, he might have fallen into the hands of Tang Guo.
"Qixie, this little bald donkey has never left his hand during this journey. You know best whether he wants to kill us all."
A thin man stood up slowly and stood side by side with Qixie Sanren. This thin man has protruding cheekbones and sallow skin, but there is a faint tyranny in his eyes.
"Master Sha, he's here no matter what."
Many warriors on the field had cold hands and feet, even the Sword King of Qingcheng, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
Whether it is Qixie Sanren or Shazhenren, they are all first-rank great masters of the evil way who are causing disasters in the world today. Their methods are vicious, and they will slaughter wantonly. I don't know how many warriors are afraid of fear.
"The little monk is not going to kill them all. If you are willing to go back to the Shaolin Temple with the little monk and enter the Demon Town Tower for the rest of your life, you can survive."
'Xuan Ku' clasped his hands together and said softly.
"snort!"
"Suppressing Demon Tower?"
"You think we're bound to lose?"
At this time, two figures walked out of the inn, one was a woman with a pretty face, and the other was a tall man, both of them were evil warriors in the world of cholera, just like Qixie scattered people and Shadao people.
Especially that pretty woman, who is good at harvesting yang, has drained the energy of many male warriors.
"My God, did we all speak in front of these four hell kings just now?"
Many warriors in the inn had weak legs and trembling hearts.
If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the 'Xuan Ku' monk, I am afraid that no one on the field thought that they had already made a trip between life and death.
According to the personalities of these four evil warriors, if they hadn't been hunted down by the 'Xuanku' saint monk, they would have killed all the warriors in the inn and healed their wounds with their essence and blood.
Even the Sword King of Qingcheng, his expression was unprecedentedly dignified.
Although he had already noticed that there was a qi lurking in the inn, he didn't know that it was these notorious evil warriors.
"Xuan Ku, can you handle it?"
The Sword King of Qingcheng held the hilt of his sword at his waist, and lowered his head to look down.
Anyway, Xuan Ku came from Shaolin Temple and belonged to the Dazong of the Righteous Way, and now he is besieged by the warriors of the evil way, how could he stand idly by
Besides, if these evil warriors really killed Xuan Ku, they might turn around and attack him.
"Whether you win or lose depends on the ability of a few of you."
Xuan Ku raised his head to look at several evil warriors, raised his right hand, and a terrifying inner force rose, covering almost the entire inn.
In front of the vast and yang Buddhist aura, several evil warriors suddenly felt their strength being suppressed.
"Xuanku little bald donkey, don't be too complacent, you're still drinking milk when we're all over the world."
Qixie Sanren stomped his right foot to the ground fiercely, and his whole body turned into a poisonous snake, rushing towards Xuanku.
The other three also used their own means to vaguely surround Xuan Ku in the center.
Rumble!
The aura of first-rank Grandmaster fighting permeated the air, if it wasn't for Xuan Ku not wanting to hurt innocent people and leaving the inn in time, the entire inn might have collapsed long ago.
Seeing this scene, many warriors in the inn saw this scene, their eyes lit up immediately, and rushed out of the inn to watch Xuan Ku fight against several evil warriors.
It is rare to see fights between first-rank Grandmasters, especially this kind of fighting with more and less, which is even more difficult to happen.
The first-rank Grandmaster is not a fool, how could he take the initiative to fight with several strong people of the same level
Only a Buddhist genius like Xuan Ku, whose kung fu restrains evil ways, has the confidence to hunt down several evil way warriors.
The Sword King of Qingcheng hesitated for a while, but did not make a move immediately.
One is that if he makes a move at this moment, he will definitely scare away several evil warriors.
The second is that he also wanted to find out Xuanku's strength. With Xuanku's strength, the ordinary first-rank is no match at all, but at this moment there are four first-rank masters, and they should be able to force out Xuanku's full strength.
"When Xuanku can't hold on anymore, I will help."
The Sword King of Qingcheng thought for a while, and then began to look at the battlefield outside the inn.
"Third uncle."
"Who do you think will win?"
Li Wan's eyes sparkled, she asked in a low voice.
Although in the palace, Li Wan also watched the fight between the eunuch in red and the deputy commander of the imperial army.
But how can there be the excitement of Xuan Ku fighting with all his strength to the death with several evil warriors now
Especially the monstrous murderous aura emanating from those evil warriors made Li Wan feel inexplicably terrified.
"Who will win?"
Su Qin sat on the seat casually, with a hint of deep meaning on his face.
PS: I'm ashamed, I'm a little bit stuck~~~
(end of this chapter)