Chapter 61: Everything is in hand, an arhat in the world!

"You are not a great perfection!"
"You are, you are the myth of martial arts!!!"
The black robe demon master's hysterical desperate roar instantly spread throughout the Shaolin Temple.
"Wulin myth?"
"What is the myth of martial arts?"
A disciple of Shaolin Temple who had just started to ask subconsciously.
They only visited Shaolin Temple not long ago, and they didn't even know the division of the nine martial arts, let alone the myth of martial arts.
However, when these disciples of Shaolin Temple who were just getting started saw that the brothers next to them were shocked, their expressions were incredible, and they suddenly did not dare to speak.
"Wulin myth?"
"Rohan fruit position?"
The head of the precepts muttered to himself.
Today, martial arts are divided into nine ranks, and only those who are above the nine ranks of martial arts are eligible to be called the "Arhat" or martial arts myth.
In fact, both the "Arhat" status and the martial arts myth have the same meaning, but the former is the name of Shaolin Temple and other Buddhist monks, and the latter is the name of the martial artist.
"Wulin myth?"
"True View?"
The head of the new hospital of the Handyman's Hospital looked sluggish.
Originally, Zhen Guan jumped from a floor-sweeping monk and became the ancestor of the holy monk who saved Shaolin Temple from life and death several times. It was incredible enough.
but now.
Someone even told him.
Zhenguan is not only the ancestor of the holy monk.
Is it even the "Arhat" that Shaolin Temple has not seen for thousands of years?
This is incredible, right?
The head of the handyman's house did not feel jealous, but he was shocked to the extreme in his heart, and he couldn't react at all.
The heads of the Bodhidharma Academy, the Monk Academy, and the Arhat Academy, as well as many of the Shaolin Temple heads, and many disciples were dumbfounded and stunned.
If it weren't for this sentence but from the mouth of a great master like the demon master, they would probably not believe it at all.
The myth of martial arts?
The weight represented by these four characters can almost overwhelm the current situation, how can you say it casually?
It's just that, as the demon master, one should disdain to lie about this matter, and the demon master's look and tone at the moment does not seem to be a lie.
"what?"
"Wulin myth?"
Compared to the shock of the Shaolin Temple disciple, the Demon Sect disciple who came to the door was completely panicked.
They are aggressively preparing to destroy the Shaolin Temple. They originally thought that there was a demon lord who was in charge, and the winner was in their hands. Even if there were any accidents, they brought out the heritage of a certain ‘Arhat’ in the Shaolin Temple...
But with the devil's means, there is still no problem with protecting them.
But now?
In the contemporary Shaolin Temple, there is an ‘Arhat’ sitting in town?
How is this possible?
Although these demon disciples have faith in the demon lord, they do not think that the demon lord can beat an ‘arhat.’
The two are not on the same level at all.
"It's over."
"It's all over."
Countless demon disciples looked desperate.
They had thought about running away, but as soon as they thought about it, they felt a faintly surging force confining them from all directions.
It seems that the entire Shaolin Temple has been reduced to the ‘domain’ of a certain deity’s existence.
"He is a martial arts myth?"
Kun Kong, the disciple of the Demon Sect, felt that he had heard a huge joke.
After nine deaths, he crossed the West Desert and found the Demon Lord abruptly, and invited the Demon Lord out. He wanted to revive the Demon Sect and seek revenge from the unknown monk in Shaolin Temple.
As a result, you told me that the other party was a martial arts myth?
This is not revenge? This is death! !
Kunkong suddenly flashed the scene five years ago when Su Qin was wearing a gray monk robe? Cleaning the rudder of the magic gate.
At this moment, all despair gathered in Kun Kong's heart and turned into one sentence:
"You are a martial arts myth, why do you bully the small with the big one!!"
...
In front of the Daxiong Hall.
As Su Qin waved his hand gently, the original itself turned into a phantom? The black robe demon lord who retreated violently was directly imprisoned in place, unable to move.
"You, who are you?"
The black robe demon master looked pale? Looking at Su Qin, his voice was hoarse.
The so-called pressure of life and death? The so-called breakthrough, the so-called fight, has long been dumped by the Black Robe Demon Lord.
Now? The only thought in the heart of the black robe demon lord? How to save his life.
As long as you can live? There is hope for everything.
"I'm just a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple."
Su Qin thought about it for a while?
He didn't say these words. He had worshipped in Shaolin Temple for 20 years? Su Qin never gave up sweeping the floor? This is obvious to all in Shaolin Temple.
"Sweeper?"
The black robe demon lord stayed? He didn't believe it.
The sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple?
Are you kidding me?
Outstanding martial arts myth? How could it be the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple?
Speaking of this? Even a three-year-old child would sneer? It was as if the emperor who was sitting on the world's wealth said he had no money.
"All right."
"Go to hell."
Su Qin suddenly lost interest, originally he still wanted to borrow the hand of this demon master? To try his strength.
But I didn't expect the other party to be so weak.
"Ah ah ah!!!"
The black-robed demon master suddenly felt the pressure he was enduring soaring, almost crushing himself, and suddenly knew that Su Qin had no plans to bypass him.
"Break for me!"
"Broken!!!!"
Even if the black robe demon master knew that his hope of surviving was slim? At this moment, he could not help but struggle.
In an instant, the black-robed demon master burned his transformed internal force and physical body in a forbidden technique.
Suddenly? A horrible breath emerged from the black robe demon master.
This breath even surpasses the ordinary Dzogchen.
The strength was suddenly improved, but the black robe demon master did not have the slightest joy on his face.
In this forbidden technique, he has completely burned his internal physical body, even if he really survives, his strength will inevitably drop, and even fall out of the top grade.
But now, the Black Robe Demon Lord doesn't care anymore.
however.
next moment.
The terrifying power of heaven and earth crushed down.
Click.
Click.
Almost instantly, the devil's bones were shattered.
"Unexpectedly, I killed countless in my life, but in the end I died in the hands of others."
The Black Robe Demon murmured to himself.
His body has completely collapsed, leaving only the remains of the ‘God’.
It's just that the ‘god’ of the black-robed demon lord is far inferior to that of the devil, and even his spiritual thoughts are not condensed. Once he loses the protection of his body, he will quickly dissipate into the air without Su Qin’s hands.
as expected.
Less than a moment.
The black robe demon master shook suddenly, his body completely collapsed and disappeared.
The audience was silent.
Everyone was silent.
If the black robe demon lord roared out the four words "Wulin Myth" at the beginning, people still had doubts.
Then, at this moment, seeing that the top-ranking Demon Lord of the Black Robe didn't even resist, and disappeared, everyone no longer had any doubts.
Just as the disciples of Shaolin Temple, everyone in the magic gate was immersed in the shocking scene before their eyes.
Abbot Huiwen trembles in tears, regardless of his physical injury, and said:
"Nine hundred years."
"Nine hundred years, my Shaolin Temple finally walked out of an Arahant..."