Chapter 94

"What a strong sword!"

"Is this the real strength of this man? Just now, he didn't go all out! Even the bitter wise monk didn't force out all his strength!"

"The elegance of this sword, even if it was the sword Saint Ye Qingcheng in those days, is it just so?"

The swords of all the sword masters were summoned to fly out, mixed with thousands of sword Qi, and chopped at the people.

If there are 100 eminent monks in Shaolin Temple and a camp composed of half of today's Jianghu experts, Lin Ping's sword seems to pierce the sky!

Under this sword, even experts in the mythical realm, such as bitter wise God monk, sun Baifa and Taoist Chongxu, feel as small as mole ants!

What a magnificent sword!

This is not the mythical realm, but the top strength of the mythical realm!

There is a huge gap between the two.

Ordinary nine level masters have little power to fight back against the top nine level masters. Just like when the barbarian nine level master came to Beijing, the barbarian master moragu easily defeated Shi Chengtian, who is known to be very powerful in the nine level territory.

With only two moves, Shi Chengtian fled and was scared out of his wits.

And the gap between myth and myth will only be bigger!

There is almost an essential difference between the ordinary mythical realm master and the top mythical realm who almost touched the threshold of broken void from the unity of heaven and man.

It's just.

The cultivation of mythological realm is the unity of heaven and man, which is essentially different from Jiupin realm.

This level has become stronger and stronger than just relying on time. This requires the cultivator's own "road" to be correct enough!

If the path of cultivation is not good enough and "crooked" when entering the realm of myth, the future will be limited.

Even if we barely break through the unity of heaven and man, it is extravagant to want to go far on this road.

The road can only be narrower and more crooked!

Even after decades, cultivation will not make proper progress. It is still standing still, which can only be comparable to the beginning of myth!

It can be said that 80% of the experts in the mythical realm will stop at this step.

Only by taking the right road can we reach the peak of the unity of heaven and man, and then be qualified to touch the legendary broken void!

But there's one more thing.

Even if the path of the cultivator is correct, it will take at least 20 or 30 years from the early stage of the myth to the peak of the myth!

Just like Ye Qingcheng, the original sword saint, the Demon Lord more than 100 years ago, xuci divine monk and immortal Zhang of Wudang also spent a lot of time in the mythical realm to crush the world.

And Lin Ping?

How old does this person look?

How many years has it taken to enter the realm of myth?

Fortunately, they gathered the strength of everyone and half of the top experts in the Jianghu. With all the details of Shaolin Temple and concerted efforts, they finally resisted it!

"Please hold on!"

"This son can't last long alone. He won't have enough stamina!"

Some experts in Shaolin Temple drank loudly.

The current situation does seem so.

No matter how powerful Lin Ping is, as long as they can stop Lin Ping's sword, the inside information of hundreds of them is far better than Lin Ping alone.

It must be Lin Ping who finally fell first!

However, it backfired.

They want to compete with Lin Ping about the details, not to mention that Lin Ping is surrounded by Dongfang Qingxue, Li xunhuan and four old people who subdue the devil, but they have not yet done so.

Even Lin Ping himself hasn't taken it seriously

"Hold on? Do you really think you can hold on?!"

Lin Ping stood in the air with long hair and clothes.

Thousands of swords are flying all over the sky. The sword is as powerful as a dragon. It falls on the defense cover gathered by hundreds of experts below like rain plantain leaves. It seems that it can't be broken.

However, with Lin Ping's eyes slightly chilly, the two Qi of Taoism and Demons changed, and Yin and Yang were integrated. Originally, it was scattered like a torrent attacking thousands of sword Qi, and then turned over, forming a huge unparalleled sword Qi storm vortex.

Under Lin Ping's control, the sword storm suddenly stirred.

Originally, it was just the sword Qi with terrible lethality and penetration. Suddenly, there was a distorted wave contained in it. The defense barrier formed by hundreds of experts below could have remained calm under the attack of the sword Qi. Now it was like stirred spring water.

Click... Click

When the broken voice came, hundreds of experts' faces changed greatly, and there was a look of panic in their eyes, with a bad premonition.

The corners of Lin Ping's mouth pulled out a radian without smiling. The two handed sword formula across his chest and the center of his eyebrows pointed down fiercely.

Boom!

The barrier breaks instantly.

All 108 eminent monks in Shaolin Temple and half of the Jianghu experts snorted, spilled blood from the corners of their mouths and fell to the ground.

Even several mythical people were still hurt by sword Qi.

Just when Lin Ping's finger sword formula changed, he was ready to make an example and let the Shaolin Temple know that he was afraid.

Suddenly

"Please be merciful, benefactor ~"

An old voice came. Although the volume was small, hundreds of people in front of the Da Xiong Bao hall heard it clearly.

Shua! Shua!

Just two steps.

A thin monk wearing a gray robe came to the square from behind the main hall after being buried for hundreds of meters.

The old monk is very old. He looks almost the same as sun Baifa and the four old men who subdue the devil. His sparse long whiskers are all white.

Lin Ping saw the old monk in his eyes, but after he moved his heart to kill, he would not stop easily. Since the Shaolin Temple was stubborn and would not let him borrow Yi Jin Jing, he would kill several people.

In the blink of an eye, the sword Qi took shape again and cut off 108 eminent monks in Shaolin Temple. The goal was a group of high-level leaders led by the abbot Kuzhi God monk.

"Alas!"

With a sigh, the old monk could see from his face and eyes that he didn't want to face Lin Ping's sword, but Lin Ping wanted to kill the abbot of Shaolin Temple and other backbone forces. He had to stop him.

So at the moment when the sword fell, the old monk flashed again and stopped in front of the 108 eminent monks of Shaolin Temple.

At the same time, the thumb and middle finger of his right hand collided, just like the sky thunder hooking the ground fire, and the surrounding space trembled.

Everyone's attention and eyes were attracted by this inexplicable fingerprint.

then.

The Buddha picked flowers and Gaye smiled!

The old monk cut Lin Ping's sword Qi with a red light on the tip of his finger.

Boom!

The wave of terror spread in an instant, and the earth fell apart. The blue stone slab for thousands of years was paved in front of the main hall. At this moment, it was directly cut into a deep gully.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Ping's sword that could easily kill God's words was disillusioned in the air under the block of this fingerprint!

The unknown old monk stopped Lin Ping's sword Qi with his own strength!

Even Lin Ping's eyes showed surprise.

Blocked it?

Although he didn't go all out with that sword just now, he also used some real skills. Even the Abbot's bitter wisdom couldn't stop it.

What is the origin of this old monk?

Moreover, it is very important that the old monk's point just now, he will, and his practice has reached the peak.

Seventy two unique skills of Shaolin Temple, fingering flowers.

However, the upper limit of this fingering method is the half step myth realm, which is not available in the myth realm.

But the old monk stopped his sword Qi with his fingers.

"It's a little interesting!"

Lin Ping showed some interest in his eyes. Without hesitation, Wan Jian Guizong spread his sword again. The sword Qi was like a waterfall and kept cutting off the old monk.

Originally, he thought that the array formed by abbot Kuzhi and 108 eminent monks just now was the biggest inside story of Shaolin Temple.

Unexpectedly, there are hidden experts with stronger strength!

In the blink of an eye, it was after more than ten sword moves.

Although the old monk has a heavy complexion, he has quite a variety of unique skills. Sometimes the Buddha pinches flowers, sometimes the golden eyes are angry, and sometimes the Dragon claws are extinguished; Sometimes the sword moves across the river and sometimes the sword technique starts a prairie fire.

With every move, you can see the shadow of the 72 most unique skills of Shaolin Temple.

But every unique skill, in his hands, broke through the upper limit, broke through the limit of nine grades, and reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man!

Kuzhi monk, the contemporary abbot of Shaolin Temple, only cultivated the thousand handed Tathagata palm, which ranked in the forefront of 72 unique skills, to this level.

The old monk, however, pushed through the old and brought forth the new with more than ten unique skills, reaching a new realm!

So.

For a moment, even though Lin Ping had more than ten swords, he stopped them all!

Of course, even if the old monk stopped Lin Ping's sword spirit, it was not easy.

Every time Lin Ping's sword Qi fell, the old monk would step back. And every step will be stepped very hard, and the bluestone slab will directly sink into a footprint.

Obviously.

These sword Qi have brought a great burden to the old monk.

But even so, it has been beyond everyone's expectation and unimaginable.

What strength is Lin Ping? A top expert in the mythical realm who can defeat half of the Jianghu experts on his own!

Even if it is not as good as the demon master in those years, it is not far away.

It can be like Ye Qingcheng, the sword saint, to press an era.

The old monk in front of him, however, stubbornly blocked Lin Ping's sword Qi. Is he a contemporary "xuci" divine monk?

In those days, the evil Lord was rampant in Shaolin Temple. In addition to a kind-hearted monk, he joined hands with immortal Zhang of Wudang to stop the evil Lord, and the three disappeared together.

Now the old monk in grey robe can resist Lin Ping?

Thinking of this, hundreds of Jianghu experts were excited.

Shaolin Temple is worthy of its reputation as a holy land of martial arts!

More than a hundred years ago, there was a kind monk, and today there is such an unknown Master!

"Abbot Kuzhi, who is the master of Shaolin Temple? His accomplishments are so high!" Taoist Chong Xu couldn't help asking.

But what they didn't expect was that the people in Shaolin Temple were even more shocked and incredible than them!

Because.

Abbot Kuzhi, chief suffering of Dharma hall, chief Kubei of Prajna hall and other eminent monks do not know who this grey robed old man is!

Such top experts are far more powerful than them. They have reached the peak of the mythical realm, but they don't know that there is such a person in Shaolin Temple!

Hearing the words of Taoist priest Chongxu, abbot Kuzhi looked excited and embarrassed, shook his head and said, "I don't know the identity of this elder yet..."

"What? Such a divine monk, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, you don't know?" Chong Xu Taoist priest was dumb.

Abbot Kuzhi could only smile bitterly.

Fortunately, at this time.

One of the hundred eight Shaolin eminent monks quickly came forward and said, "abbot, I think this elder seems... Like a sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion!"

"What, sweeper?"

For a moment, there was an uproar.

A peerless expert at the peak of the mythical realm. He is not in a high position in Shaolin Temple, but a floor sweeping monk?

What is this? Like what?

"Impossible!"

The chief suffering of the leopard headed Dharma hall was also stiff.

How can a sweeping monk have such peerless cultivation and strength? Are you kidding?

The monk who came forward to report carefully observed the grey robed old monk who was resisting Lin Ping's sword breath. Finally, he took a deep breath, confirmed and nodded: "yes. This elder has swept the floor of the Sutra Pavilion for more than 40 years! When I was an ordinary disciple of Luohan hall, he swept the floor of the Sutra Pavilion..."