Shaolin's Great Returning Pill, Tai'a Sword, Kapok Kasaya, and Bodhidharma's Divine Sword.

For people in the martial arts world, this is a true treasure of heaven and earth. It may not be enough to trade it for a mountain of gold and silver, but it is definitely worth going crazy for.

The seventy-two heroes were shocked at first by the thunderous punishment that only existed in legends, but by this time, they gradually realized what they were facing.

This is the Forbidden City. There are countless palace guards outside with swords and guns. In front of them are two peerless masters who can be called the best in the world. In addition to themselves, there are other masters from all over the world who are watching eagerly.

But if, even if there is only a chance...

An old man with a withered face in the crowd couldn't resist the temptation in his heart. He didn't know when he held a poisonous dart that shone with green light in his hand. After the fifth thunderbolt, he took action quietly. Just gently.

He raised his hand, and before the poison dart could escape his hand, a small flying knife pierced his left eye, and then shot a hole through his head.

At the moment when the screams suddenly stopped, how many people around were raising their hands and feet, intent on fishing in troubled waters.

On the jade steps, Zeng Zhu shouted, "Zha!", the sound was like a lion's roar, making everyone's consciousness suddenly trance. Chu Ju jumped into the crowd, his round body showed no clumsiness, and in a few moments, he dodged and swept everyone away.

The eyes of those who act recklessly will be screwed out.

Li Xuan coldly issued the order: "The imperial horse imprisoned the guards and listened to the order!"

"exist!"

"But those who act recklessly will be punished as treason by everyone present and will not be punished with death!"

"Got the order!"

The Forbidden Army stepped forward with swords and guns in hand. Not to mention those who were interested in profit, even those who just wanted to watch the battle with peace of mind had to be careful, for fear that there would be people around them who did not know life or death and would involve them.

In the sky, the sixth thunderbolt brewing in the rolling thunder clouds became stronger and thicker. Liao Fan still looked calm. Xu Bao was puzzled, but he also chose to believe Fan's arrangement, but secretly held the Tai'a sword tighter.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The voice was solemn and solemn, but only four words spread throughout the Qianqing Palace.

The sixth thunderbolt fell, and Liao Fan waved the Bodhidharma Sword in his hand to resolve it easily.

"The first six thunder punishments have passed. I have no other way to deal with it. I can only hold on and ask my father-in-law for help."

"One person works together, and you and I will work together for the final thunder punishment."

"Thank you, father-in-law."

"Bullshit." When Xu Bao spoke, he looked at the eight monks in front of the Qianqing Palace. To be precise, it was Kong Feng, the most mysterious of the four Shaolin monks.

The words "My Buddha is compassionate" just now came from his mouth.

It was just four words, but it blocked the sixth thunder punishment for Fan. In other words, the power of these four words even surpassed the blessing of Patriarch Bodhidharma and the Buddhist Qi that had just blocked the fifth thunder punishment.

transport.

Shut up, is it really that scary?

The seventh lightning strike struck down, but Xu Bao still did not take action. Each of the nine thunder punishments was stronger than the last. The two agreed to withstand the seventh and eighth thunder punishments respectively, so Xu Bao decided to deal with the eighth thunder punishment.

, which can be regarded as repaying Fan's feelings for him several times just now.

"Amitabha." A Buddha's name and thunder sounded at the same time. Liaofan dropped the Bodhidharma Sword and raised his hands as if to support the sky. A golden light shrouded him. There was a faint image of Buddha in the golden light, with eyebrows and eyes as ordinary as ordinary ones.

Posture with hands raised high.

Amidst the roaring sound, two golden Buddha palms and the sky thunder met in mid-air. After a moment of stalemate, the sky thunder shattered the Buddha's palm and shrouded Luo Fan's figure.

Failed?

not at all.

After the thunder light dissipated, Liao Fan was covered in blood. He coughed lightly and sprayed a mouthful of purple-red blood on Xu Bao's chest.

"Still alive?"

"not dead."

"If you're not dead, just take a rest."

After Xu Bao finished speaking, he stood up from the ground, held the Tai'a Sword in his hand and roared loudly, slashing out the sky-high sword light and stabbing it into the center of the thundercloud vortex.

Since the thunder and punishment is destined to fall, why should I wait passively? Why can't I strike first? Strike first?

The moment the sword light slashed out, the eighth thunder punishment also fell. Although it did not take too long to brew, it seemed that the gods above were also angry with Xu Bao's arrogance. This thunder punishment had no power at all.

It is no worse than before, it can even be said to be stronger than the previous seven thunder punishments combined.

The solid black sword light was submerged in the lightning in the blink of an eye, and Xu Bao's figure was also submerged.

"Brother Bao!" Zeng Zhu and Chu Ju shouted!

"Xu Bao!" Li Xuan's nails pierced his palm.

"It's over." Liao Fan raised his head and closed his eyes helplessly. He knew that he would not be able to withstand the ninth thunder punishment on his own.

"Yang Lie, God's power is irreversible, you can't help him?" The old monk grabbed Yang Lie's wrist and shook his head.

"I know." Yang Lie lowered his raised hand again, feeling frightened in his heart. If he had really taken action just now, the consequences would be even more disastrous.

What the two of them didn't see was that the old Taoist priest's hand hidden in his sleeve quietly pinched his sword fingers.

Bathed in the lightning, Xu Bao once again tasted the feeling of undergoing torture training in his previous life, except that the pain was more intense, but he could still endure it, and it was not the time to give up yet.

"Open it for me...!"

The internal force in the body surged out at this moment, forcefully forcing the lightning back. At the same time, an invisible sword energy came out of Xu Bao's Tianling, went upstream, and pierced into the middle of the vortex of thunder clouds.

Xu Bao fell heavily on the roof of Qianqing Palace, and the eighth thunder penalty also dissipated.

"Heaven will destroy me in Shaolin." Liao Fan, who was sitting cross-legged, looked at Xu Bao with his eyes closed and recited the mantra of death: "Namo Amitabha Ye, Duo Taga Duo Ye, Duo Di Ye He..."

"Old Taoist, you shouldn't have taken action."

"Old Dao, have you taken action?"

In the shadow of the palace wall, the old Taoist priest seemed to be fine, but there was an extremely unnatural flush on his cheeks: "It's not really a move, but, ahem, I just borrowed a bit of luck from the Forbidden City. Not me.

, but the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty are helping him."

"Even so, you still..."

"Decades of longevity can be exchanged for a gift from Ming Dynasty. It's not a bad deal."

"I'm afraid retribution won't just fall on you." The old monk cast his gaze into the depths of the Forbidden City.

"...Ami's Duo..."

"Stop fucking reading." Xu Bao, who was lying on his back, raised his hand and grabbed Fan's clasped palms, baring his little white teeth: "Are you blind? I'm not dead yet!"

Over the Qianqing Palace, the thunderclouds accumulated thicker and thicker, making it look like a doomsday scene. At this moment, everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result of the joke that man can conquer heaven.
Chapter completed!