Mistress, I am a real gentleman

The monks piled up Arhats one after another.

And folded into a human form.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the humanoid "King Kong" in front of him, and there was sarcasm in his eyes.

Do you think you look good?

King Kong?

Monkey is more or less the same!

Lin Pingzhi stepped a little.

He rushed directly towards the monks at the bottom.

Destroy your foundation and see if you can still stack Arhats!

Lin Pingzhi sneered in his heart.

"The method of chopping wood and knives!"

With a horizontal chop.

The monk's Diamond Formation is like a big tree facing Lin Pingzhi's cutting.

Just when Lin Pingzhi was about to cut it down.

The monks are moving!

"Subduing the devil!"

With a roar.

A dozen monks on both sides came towards Lin Pingzhi one after another.

Lin Pingzhi was overwhelmed by the condescending attack.

"boom!"

A monk's stick was stuck in Lin Pingzhi's chest.

Beiming's true energy was broken.

Lin Pingzhi staggered back a few steps.

He patted his clothes lightly.

The place where the stick hit the top was dented.

Seeing the meritorious service of the Vajra Formation, the monks immediately attacked Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi stepped on his feet and immediately retreated several meters.

Looking at the cumbersome diamond formation, Lin Pingzhi felt that it was not rational to fight directly.

In this case, let's play with long-range attacks.

"Humph!"

Following Lin Pingzhi's cold snort.

He pointed out repeatedly.

The Six Meridians Excalibur continued to shoot out.

Although the Diamond Formation can move, its attacks are powerful.

But after all, it is composed of many people, so it is not easy to dodge.

Hold tight for a few breaths.

More than a dozen monks died under Lin Pingzhi's six-veined sword.

They all had holes in their heads.

"Disperse!"

Under a loud drink.

The monks dispersed.

The diamond array is broken!

"You are a member of the Dali Duan family!"

A monk shouted and asked.

He took Lin Pingzhi's six-meridian sword as a yang finger.

And Yiyang Finger is the unique skill of the Dali Duan family.

The Six Meridians Excalibur is a secret that cannot be passed on.

So it is normal for them to regard it as a Yang finger.

But Lin Pingzhi didn't answer them.

Taking advantage of the vajra formation to disperse.

Lin Pingzhi stepped on the dark night fragrance, and directly swept into the monks.

"what!"

"No!"

"you!"

"..."

All kinds of screams, ups and downs.

Most of the corpses of monks are incomplete.

The Leng Yue Ghost Knife is too sharp.

It is easy to cut off human bones.

Some monks who have practiced horizontal martial arts are better.

But their internal organs were all shattered by Lin Pingzhi directly.

Lin Pingzhi didn't feel cruel about this either.

Humans are responsible for their actions.

The same is true for Shaolin Temple!

The fight lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour.

standing.

Only Lin Ping was left.

Among the 180 Shaolin monks, except for a very few who practiced some special martial arts, they all died under Lin Pingzhi's Lengyue ghost knife.

Those who died directly.

There is no help anymore.

All the internal organs were crushed by Lin Pingzhi's internal force.

How to live?

Lin Pingzhi stood among the corpses, as if a blood demon was born.

There were pools of blood under his feet and blood on his body.

Even the sign above the head with the words Putian Town was splattered with blood.

The townspeople in Putian Town have already heard the movement.

But they dare not go out to see.

Having just survived from the Japanese pirates, what they want more is to live a little longer.

The ninjas looked at Lin Pingzhi resentfully.

All this was too unbelievable in their eyes.

One killed 180 people.

And the man is so young.

in their cognition.

Even Liu Shengmingyue, their romantic leader, couldn't do this.

One person is against 180 people, and none of the martial arts are weak.

If you are not killed by 180 people, you will die of physical exhaustion!

Lin Pingzhi naturally didn't know what these ninjas were thinking.

If he knew, he would definitely laugh at it.

The mere Fusang Japanese pirates don't even have internal strength.

Dare to think of a dozen one hundred and eighty?

Just now when Lin Pingzhi killed the 180 monks, his internal strength was almost insufficient several times.

Fortunately, there is Beiming Divine Art, which can absorb internal energy in time.

While increasing the total amount of his own internal energy, it also increased his new internal energy.

It is enough to drag several great magic skills into his body to generate new internal power.

However, Lin Pingzhi also got hit several times in the scuffle.

Fortunately, there is Beiming Zhenqi to protect the body.

He suffered no internal injuries.

It's just that the place hit by the stick is a little bruised.

Holding the Lengyue Ghost Saber, Lin Pingzhi walked slowly to the side of the ninjas.

There are actually not many ninjas.

Only fifty or so.

However, the pedantic Shaolin Temple, in order to protect the fifty or so Japanese pirates who harmed the Han people, died 180 people.

I believe Xuannan will be very angry if he knows, right?

Thinking of Xuannan's angry appearance, Lin Pingzhi felt secretly refreshed.

He didn't say a word.

Directly slashed at the head of a ninja.

Human head, landing.

Blood spurted out.

The ninjas beside him had blood spattered on their faces.

"Tonic, tonic fool!"

Some ninjas begged for mercy in broken Chinese.

Lin Pingzhi's face was cold, looking at them with blood red eyes, his lips moved slightly.

"Those who offend China, die!"

As soon as the word "death" came out.

The Lengyue Ghost Knife in Lin Pingzhi's hand started a boundless slaughter!

When he put the knife back into the sheath.

All the ninjas fell to the ground.

Walk out of the sticky pool of blood on the ground.

The clothes with the dirt-free attribute began to automatically remove the blood on the body.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the side mission: kill all the people the host wants to kill in Putian Town, and get the reward: Eight-door Golden Lock Knife."

"Ding, host 'Lin Pingzhi', learned a new martial art: Bamen Golden Lock Knife, current level: first level."

The information about the eight-door golden lock knife began to appear in Lin Pingzhi's mind.

The Bamen Golden Lock Knife was born out of the Bamen Golden Lock Formation. There are only eight moves in the sword, which also correspond to the Eight Gates.

It's simple, but powerful enough.

It is stronger than the firewood knife method and the Qimen Sancai knife.

It's almost the same as the Mercy Sword Technique.

However, compared with the Hu family's sword technique, it is still much worse.

After obtaining these joys, Lin Pingzhi knew that he should leave.

Otherwise, when Xuannan and the others arrived, he would definitely not be able to leave.

Lin Pingzhi stepped on the dark night and Liuxiang, directly circled the direction where Xuannan and the others came, and rushed towards the direction of Nan Shaolin.

After Lin Pingzhi bypassed it.

Xuannan and other five people also led by Yin Ergou to the outside of Putian Town.

"Uncle! It's here!"

Yin Ergou shouted.

When he looked outside Putian Town, he found that the pool of blood on the ground was full of corpses.

There are monks from Shaolin Temple and Japanese ninjas.

He was shocked.

Is that young man really so powerful?

Xuannan looked at the tragic situation in front of him, he regretted it very much, why didn't he come to Putian Town in person, or even if any of the juniors were there!

He clasped his hands together and softly recited a Buddha's mantra.

"Amitabha."

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Yin Ergou with killing intent in his eyes.

"Ergou, who do you think he is?"

Yin Ergou looked at his Master Xuannan resentfully.

He swallowed, and spoke with difficulty.

"Uncle, he said he is the Demon Zunlou."

"Magic Respect Building!"