The gate of the Forbidden City is ten feet high, but there is only one person in front of this ten-foot gate.
Many monks stared at Qin Xuan dumbfounded, with disbelief on their faces.
Can three hundred true kings of the Tianyun Sect be suppressed by a meager monk?
Doesn’t it mean that monks don’t tell lies?
This unscrupulous monk is too boastful.
"Does this bald man think he is the Great Power of Hedao or the Master of Returning to the Void? Three Hundred True Lords suppressed him with one palm. Previously, even the Taoist Lords of Huanyun Sect were chased by more than 300 True Lords of Tianyun Sect and fled in embarrassment.
How dare a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm be so arrogant." Someone spoke up, breaking the silence, like a spark of fire starting a prairie fire.
There were uproar one after another in front of the city gate, and many people looked at Qin Xuan with helpless expressions.
"This unscrupulous monk is really arrogant. I really don't know how he cultivated to the realm of Yuanying!"
"Let me see how he suppresses three hundred true kings with one palm!"
"Hahaha, this monk is quite interesting."
Many voices rose up one after another, and the faces of nearly the seven true kings outside the city turned dark.
Two of these seven people were wearing Tianyun Sect costumes, and they were clearly two Nascent Soul realm disciples of the Tianyun Sect, one a middle-grade Yuanying realm, and the other a low-grade Nascent Soul realm.
Apart from these two people, the other five are also very powerful and well-known people in the Northern Wilderness, especially Mu He, who has a high level of Nascent Soul cultivation and is expected to become a Dao Lord and become the true king of the royal family of Xiyun Kingdom.
"The unscrupulous thief is bald, can you only speak arrogant words?" Mu He's face was gloomy, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes.
"How dare you despise our Tianyun Sect like this? I want to see how you can suppress us with one palm!" The two true kings of the Tianyun Sect gritted their teeth angrily, burning with anger.
In the Forbidden City, two true monarchs appeared behind Qin Xuan at some point, wearing Tianyun Sect clothes, and came after hearing the news.
Not only these two people, but one of them also appeared.
Feng Bao!
He stood with his hands behind his hands, his fat body among the crowd, looking at Qin Xuan with a smile.
Feng Bao's pupils were filled with gold, and there seemed to be tiny runes lingering in his eyes, reflecting Qin Xuan's figure.
"Mirage, fellow Daoist Changqing, why did you deceive me?" Feng Bao smiled. He did not see through Qin Xuan's original identity, but he saw the light of the mirage.
There are not many fifth-grade mirage beads in the ten star regions. How could it be such a coincidence that this unscrupulous monk also has a mirage bead in his hand?
In front of the Forbidden City, Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile softly as he looked at the seven true monarchs and the two true monarchs behind him who were preventing him from escaping.
He clasped his hands together and said in a loud voice, "The poor monk sincerely comforts me, but it turns into arrogance in your hearts. How sad."
"Several donors and poor monks are unwilling to engage in a big fight. I hope that you and others will retreat on your own, lest I use too much force and cause serious injuries to you and others."
After Qin Xuan finished speaking, the Qidao Lord's face became even more gloomy.
"Thieves Bald, as long as you dare to step out of this city gate, I will let you know who will be severely injured!"
"You damn bald donkey, don't rely on the Forbidden City not being able to use force, so you keep spouting arrogant words."
"Shameless thief monk!"
The seven people shouted angrily and stared at Qin Xuan, but Qin Xuan was in the Forbidden City.
The Forbidden City is the largest city outside the Forbidden Land in the Northern Wasteland, and its city owner is a powerful Taoist. Not to mention them, even the Tao Lord, and even the powerful ones are not allowed to act rashly in the Forbidden City.
Unless these seven people take the risk of the Forbidden City taking action to suppress them, not only them, but also the forces behind them would not dare to do this.
Qin Xuan looked miserable and sighed: "The poor monk is just compassionate. Not to mention the seven of you, even the thousands of monks in this deserted and forbidden city combined, how can they do anything to win over the poor monk?"
"The poor monk came from the Great Freedom Temple. He cultivates the greatest freedom of Buddhism in the world. You are all minors. How can you compete with the poor monk?"
"Whether it's Beihuang or Mo Yunxing, in the eyes of the poor monk, they are all people who are greedy for small things. How can they compete with me, the Buddha?"
As soon as the words fell, the entire Forbidden City rioted, even those in the Forbidden City, and everyone watching could not help but see anger in their eyes.
"What did you say? Xiaodao? Even if you are a true king, how dare you be said to be the best in the world?"
"Damn bald donkey, how dare you underestimate me, Beihuang, are you looking for a beating?"
"This bald donkey is so hateful. He insulted us so lightly?"
"What kind of bullshit Buddhist temple, what kind of bullshit Great Freedom Buddhism, Lord Benzhen has never heard of it, how dare you be so arrogant?"
Throughout the Forbidden City, everyone who heard Qin Xuan's words became angry and excited. They wished they could directly suppress Qin Xuan and let Qin Xuan know what a lesson was.
Even Feng Bao's fat face couldn't help but be extremely weird, "Is this guy really a fellow Taoist Changqing?"
Feng Bao had to admit that this unscrupulous monk really deserved a beating. If the unscrupulous monk hadn't been in the forbidden city at this moment, he couldn't help but take action and sacrificed several magic weapons to teach the monk a lesson.
Qin Xuan sighed, many voices came to his ears, but he still didn't hear them.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan raised his head, clasped his hands together, and said loudly: "Since all the donors insist on doing this, don't blame the poor monk!"
Qin Xuan took a deep breath, looked at the seven true kings, and took a sudden step forward, crossing a hundred meters distance and appearing outside the gate of the Forbidden City.
Excitement suddenly appeared on the faces of the seven true kings, and they shouted in unison: "Do it!"
The depression that had been suppressed by Qin Xuanyan's words exploded at this moment, turning into fierce anger and pride.
There is a ray of light rising into the sky, and there is even a ray of light that turns into a weapon and cuts directly towards Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness.
At the same time, the seven people used magic weapons, including small towers, weapons, and other seven sixth-grade magic weapons, which shone brightly and crushed Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked calm and sighed softly. Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand.
I saw runes flowing one after another on his right hand, lotus seeds turning in his dantian, and terrifying mana pouring into his right palm.
Every rune shines on the heaven and earth like a blazing sun. Not only that, but the sound of the Buddha sounds like the sound of the Buddha in everyone's ears.
In the Forbidden City, a white-haired middle-aged man in the City Lord's Mansion suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the city gate where Qin Xuan and others were.
"Big Buddha Hand?"
A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, and powerful spiritual thoughts came to him instantly, and he saw the scene outside the city.
Qin Xuan's palm swung out very slowly. Every time his palm moved forward, the golden palm print in front of his palm became more concentrated. When Qin Xuan's palm was fully swung out, the palm print was already ten feet in size, like a majestic pagoda, almost covering it.
The gate of the Forbidden City.
"The poor monk has a magical power called the Great Buddha Hand, which can suppress thousands of demons and monsters!"
Qin Xuan's voice came slowly from his mouth.
boom!
The ten-foot-long Buddha's palm suddenly collided with the magic weapon, and the seven true kings' soul attacks entered Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness.
I saw the Buddha's palm moving forward, as if it were nothing, and the many magic treasures were like nothing. They were advancing as usual, but the many magic treasures were flying upside down one after another. Not only that, before many cultivators could blink, the ten-foot-long Buddha's palm had already fallen.
On those seven true kings.
Boom boom boom...
There were roars and muffled sounds, but they were all suppressed under the palm of the Buddha.
When the Buddha's palms dispersed, Qin Xuan had already stepped forward, heading towards the northern wilderness.
The seven true kings were left bleeding and severely wounded, their faces pale, looking at Qin Xuan's retreating back in horror.
The whole gate of the Forbidden City was as quiet as death, except for a large number of monks who were dumbfounded, as if they were seeing hallucinations.
At this moment, a faint sigh came from far away from the direction where Qin Xuan left, and fell into the ears of many cultivators.