Sign In Buddha’s Palm

"You are not Grade 1 Great Perfection!"

"You are, you are Martial Art World's Legend!!!"

black robe Demon Lord's desperate roar of hysterics spread throughout Shaolin Temple in an instant.

"Martial Art World's Legend?"

"What is Martial Art World's Legend?"

A Shaolin Temple dísciple just entered subconsciously asked.

They only visited Shaolin Temple not long ago, and they don't even know the division of Martial Dao Grade 9, let alone Martial Art World's Legend.

It’s just that when these just entered Shaolin Temple dísciple saw the Senior Brothers next to them all were shocked and their expressions were incredible, so they didn’t dare to speak.

"Martial Art World's Legend?"

"Arhat Buddhahood?"

The head of the precepts muttered to himself.

Today, Martial Dao is divided into Grade 9. Only realm that is beyond Martial Dao Grade 9 is eligible to be called'Arhat' Buddhahood or Martial Art World's Legend.

In fact, whether it is'Arhat' Buddhahood or Martial Art World's Legend, both have the same meaning, but the former is the name of Buddhism such as Shaolin Temple, and the latter is the name of martial artist.

"Martial Art World's Legend?"

"Zhen Guan?"

The head of the new courtyard of the Handyman Institute has his eyes dull.

Originally, Zhen Guan jumped from a floor-sweeping monk to become the ancestor of the holy monk who saved Shaolin Temple from life and death several times, which is unbelievable enough.

But now.

Someone even told him.

Zhen Guan is not only an ancestor of holy monks.

It's the'Arhat' that Shaolin Temple has never seen for thousands of years?

This is incredible, right?

The head of the handyman hospital was not jealous, but he was shocked to the extreme in his heart, and couldn't react at all.

The heads of Dharma Courtyard, Martial Monk Court, Arhat and other Shaolin Temple heads and many dísciples were stupefied and stunned.

If it weren't for this sentence, it was said from the Demon Lord Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, they might not believe it at all.

Martial Art World's Legend?

The weight represented by these four words can almost overwhelm the present, how can you say it casually?

It's just that, as the Demon Lord, you should be disdainful of lying on this matter, and the expression and tone of the Demon Lord at this moment do not seem to be deceiving.

"What?"

"Martial Art World's Legend?"

Compared with the shock of Shaolin Temple dísciple, the Demon Sect dísciple who came to the door was completely Panicked.

They aggressively prepared Shaolin Temple to extinguish sect. They originally thought that the Demon Lord was in charge, and the winning ticket was in their hands. Even if there were any accidents, they drew out the heritage of a certain'Arhat' in the Shaolin Temple... .

But with the Demon Lord's means, there is still no problem protecting them safely.

But now?

The contemporary Shaolin Temple actually has'Arhat'?

How is this possible?

Though these Demon Sect dísciples have confidence in the Demon Lord, they do not think that the Demon Lord has ever played an'Arhat'.

The two are not on the same level at all.

"It's over."

"It's over."

Countless Demon Sect dísciples are desperate.

They had thought about running away, but when they just got up, they felt that a faint and powerful imprisonment emerged from all directions.

It is as if the entire Shaolin Temple is reduced to the'domain' of a certain existence.

"He is Martial Art World's Legend?"

Demon Sect dísciple Kun Kong felt that he had heard a big joke.

He was nine deaths and still alive, crossing the Western Desert, forcibly found the Demon Lord, and invited the Demon Lord out, and wanted to revive the Demon Sect, and sought revenge against the unnamed monk in Shaolin Temple.

As a result, you told me that the other party is a Martial Art World's Legend?

This is not revenge, this is death! !

Kun Kong suddenly flashed the scene five years ago when Su Qin was wearing a gray monk robe and cleaning the rudder of Demon Sect.

At this moment, all despair gathered in Kun Kong's heart and turned into a sentence:

"You are Martial Art World's Legend, why are you bully the weak!!!"

...

Hall Of Great Strength.

As Su Qin waved his hand gently, his original form turned into an illusory shadow, and the black robe Demon Lord, who had retreated violently, was directly imprisoned in place, unable to move even a little bit.

"Who on earth are you?"

The black robe Demon Lord expression is pale, looking at Su Qin, his voice hoarse.

The so-called life and death pressure, the so-called breakthrough, the so-called fight, have long been dumped by black robe Demon Lord.

Now, the only thought in black robe Demon Lord's mind is how to save his life.

As long as we can live, there is hope for everything.

"I'm just a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple."

Su Qin thought for a while and said.

He didn't speak this sentence. After 20 years of worshipping in Shaolin Temple, Su Qin has never given up sweeping the floor. This is obvious to all in Shaolin Temple.

"Sweeper monk?"

Black robe Demon Lord stayed for a while with a face of disbelief.

The sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple?

What's the joke?

dignified Martial Art World's Legend? How could it be the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple?

Speaking of this kind of thing, even a three-year-old child will snort disdainfully, as if the emperor who is sitting on the world's wealth said he has no money.

"Okay."

"You can die."

Su Qin suddenly lost interest, originally he wanted to borrow this Demon Lord Hand, come and try how strong you are.

But didn't expect the other party to be so weak.

"Ahhhh!!!"

black robe Demon Lord suddenly felt that the pressure he was experiencing was soaring, almost crushing himself, and suddenly knew that Su Qin hadn't been around Over his plan.

"Break for me!"

"Break!!!!"

Black robe Demon Lord even knowing that his hope of survival is slim, at this moment Can not help struggling hard.

In a flash, black robe Demon Lord burned his transformed Inner Strength and Fleshy body in a forbidden technique.

Suddenly, a terrifying breath emerged from the black robe Demon Lord.

this aura, even beyond the ordinary Grade 1 Great Perfection.

The strength was suddenly improved, but black robe Demon Lord did not have the slightest joy on his face.

In this forbidden technique, he has completely burned the Inner Strength fleshy body. Even if he really survives, his strength will inevitably plummet, and even fall out of Grade 1.

But now, black robe Demon Lord already doesn't care anymore.

However.

next moment.

The terrifying Heaven and Earth Might crushed down.

Crack.

Crack.

Almost instantaneously, Demon Lord's whole skeleton was shattered.

"I didn't expect, I killed countless in my life, but I died in the hands of others."

Black robe Demon Lord muttered to himself.

His fleshy body has completely collapsed, leaving only the remains of'Divinity'.

It’s just that the black robe Demon Lord’s'Divinity' is far inferior to the Demon Buddha, and even the divine sense is not condensed. Once you lose the protection of the fleshy body, don’t Su Qin, it will quickly dissipate in the air.

Sure enough.

In less than a moment.

The black robe Demon Lord shook suddenly, and the fleshy body completely collapsed and disappeared.

The audience is dead.

Everyone is silent.

If black robe Demon Lord roar first published the words "Martial Art World's Legend", there were still people wondering.

At this moment, when I saw the top Grade 1 like black robe Demon Lord, I didn't even resist, and directly scattered ashes and dispersed smoke, there was no doubt in everyone's mind.

At the Shaolin Temple dísciple, everyone in Demon Sect was immersed in the shocking scene.

Abbot Hui Wen tears in tears, regardless of his physical injury, tremblingly said:

"Nine hundred years."

"Nine hundred years, My Shaolin Temple, finally came out of an Arhat......"