The body of the headless monk's robe collapsed and dyed the ground red.

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

This living example of the old monk once again proves that it is not suitable to fight with people under the violent fluctuation of emotions.

Kong Xing is one of the four great monks in Shaolin. His martial arts are very good. He is one of the top in the whole world.

According to common sense, even if it is defeated by Li Xiu, it will never be defeated so soon.

It's just that he lost his prudence in his rage. He realized that Li Xiu was young, and he wanted to know where his martial arts could be. He made a big mistake of belittling the enemy.

Don't think about it, think of a ruthless killing move and kill him under the claw!

Yes, the old monk was so angry that he was more fierce than the tiger and leopard. In a moment, he took the life of the curfew maniac!

But who knows, when he started, he was beaten out of his wits, lost his organization, and was in a mess.

All of a sudden, he fell into a disadvantageous position, and a series of fierce offensives were launched one after another. He could not slow down and was seriously injured.

In the end, let Li Xiu draw the sword easily and solve him.

"Hua Hua..."

The hearing was so sensitive that Li Xiu could hear a sound of feet scratching the ground from a distance.

Besides, it sounds that all of them are powerful and have martial arts skills, and there should be a lot of them.

"Shaolin Luohan hall? It sounds like a lot of people, but... "

Li Xiu looked slightly strange. He looked back at the corpses of more than a dozen monks, and then at his feet.

"How inexplicable feel a little gourd baby save grandfather's meaning?"

"But this should be the last wave."

Li Xiu waved his hand to Xiaozhao to step back. This time, there were a lot of people. He didn't care about her.

Xiao Zhao also understood that he lifted his breath and went to the ancient tree in the courtyard, which was more than ten meters high.

When she gets to the height, the thick branches and leaves will cover her properly.

Even if it wasn't for Li Xiu who had been watching her go up, I'm afraid he couldn't see anything.

And Li Xiu, with a headless corpse lying at his feet, several corpses lying around him, and a bloody sword in his hand, is so conspicuous and hateful!

Which monk can take care of others, Xiaozhao is certainly safe.

Sure enough, a group of black and muscular bald monks came running with long sticks.

Seeing the scattered corpses on the ground, especially the emptiness of the separation of the corpses, they all had the same ferocious expression that they wanted to swallow Li Xiusheng alive.

There was no need for Li Xiu to open his mouth to ridicule him. Without saying a word, he stepped forward to beat him to death.

However, with the emptiness and "honesty" lying there, no one dares to belittle Li Xiu when he is furious.

A leading middle-aged square faced monk immediately put his long stick in his hand and yelled angrily: "put the array!"

On the surface, Yuan Guan, with a murderous face, was anxious and frightened.

Some time ago, Shaolin almost went out to attack the Guangming top of the demon sect with the five major sects.

In order to prevent sudden incidents, the abbot Kong Wen left Kong Xing's martial uncle, who was also one of the four great monks in Shaolin, to take charge of Shaolin.

In addition, there are more than 300 disciples in Luohan hall, which can be said to be almost infallible.

But where did the terrible thief come from!

Not only did he kill Kong Xing's uncle, but what's more important is that the evil thief didn't even have any wrinkles and dust on his white moon shirt, let alone any injuries!

This shows that under the fierce and rapid attack of the thirty-six style Jackie Chan claw hand, claw and claw tearing the wind and destroying the stone.

The other side didn't even touch a corner of his clothes, so he gave the empty elder martial uncle a sword.

This is so shocking that Yuanguan can't imagine how high his martial arts are!

And he looks so young. Is he a ghost or a monster?

However, even if the other party is a ogre, you can't let this person enter Shaolin any more today!

He must die here, even if he gave up his life!

Yuan Guan was ruthless in his heart. He held the long black stick in his hand again and made a sound.

Yuanguan shouts an order. Needless to say, there are more than a dozen monks with dark red sticks killing Li Xiu.

Of course, it's not just a dozen monks who want to kill Li Xiu, but they are fighting with him to delay time.

Several hundred monks spread out quickly and quickly, surrounded Li Xiu in the middle. It seemed that he had practiced thousands of times.

In addition to Yuanguan, these monks all hold long jujube sticks.

Jujube trees grow slowly. Generally, it takes decades for a thick trunk to grow, but jujube wood is better than hard and dense wood, with fine and dense texture.

Holding it in your hand is not only light, but also not afraid of chopping.

It is a good stick making material selected by Shaolin ancestors for the disciples of Luohan hall.

But unfortunately, the solid long stick of jujube wood met the sword of heaven.

Li Xiu didn't stimulate his sword Qi either, so he fought against the enemy with the sharpness of Yitian sword.

As soon as the jujube stick was connected with the sword, it was cut off crisply and the section was smooth.

The truncation stick fell to the ground with a slap. The monks were all silly. They had never seen such a scene.

But Li Xiu had expected that he would not give up. Once he turned his wrist, he would make another sword!

The monk who broke the stick, with the instinctive reaction he had developed for more than ten years, didn't think about it carefully, and the neat stick would stop him.

The sword cleaved down, and the stick didn't even resist. The monk felt that his hand was broken, and the stick was light again.

"Wow

The light of the sword is like a rainbow, and a sword goes down to chop out the shadow of the road!

Finally, all the shadows dissipated, leaving only a real sword body.

From the monk's shoulder bone, Yitian sword slashes a ferocious path to his waist.

It's not a cut, it's a cut through the back!

Li Xiu didn't want to be too bloody. He smelled the stench in the monk's stomach and didn't chop it off completely.

Li Xiu stepped a little under his feet, stepped back, collected his sword smartly, and rushed to other monks.

It seems that the sword is too fast. The monk still has time to look at Li Xiu incredulously. Then the sword wound broke out and blood came out from the wound. He fell down with no sound.

Just a moment ago, Li Xiu tried his sword a little. The next time, he began to use his sword moves and really began to fight the enemy.

It doesn't stimulate the sword Qi. It can cut, pick or lift the sword depending on the sky, and it can emit the light green sword shadow!

Li Xiu seems to be carrying a clear spring, wandering through a dozen monks like ghosts.

The monk in the field is also pitiful. He knows that the long stick in his hand can't block the magic sword, but he can't escape the light of the Qingcan sword! You can only take the long stick in your hand and try to block it!

Knowing that something can't be done, it's not all a bold move. Sometimes it's forced and helpless. I can't help it

One man slaughters more than ten people on one side!

Li Xiu's sword moves were easy to perform. His heart reached the sword, and soon there would be no more life around him.

Since Li xiuchu's sword, he has only seven or eight breath of effort to delay his Shaolin monks. All of them have fallen to the ground and become very red.

Looking at the miserable scene in front of him, Yuanguan couldn't help cracking his eyes. His face was red as if he had been stained with blood, and a steel tooth in his mouth was bitten!

When the first colorless Zen master of Luohan hall handed down the array to his disciples, he said many times that the formation should be accurate when facing the enemy!

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

In the past, the disciples of Luohan hall did not use their array to deal with the strong enemy. At the most serious time, some of them would be seriously injured and killed. How could they be so miserable today!

As soon as they finished the battle, more than ten disciples had died!