"He killed Kumārajīva."
"Kumārajīva was a grandmaster, one of the four great masters of the Northern Song Dynasty. Such a powerful figure was killed by a single Six Meridians Divine Sword."
"I wonder if my grandmaster uncle can stop him?"
When the Shaolin monks, including Xuanji and Xuannan, saw Lin Bufan's powerful performance, they were all terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
The pressure is now on the Sweeping Monk.
The Sweeping Monk was Murong Longcheng, whose signature skill was the Shifting Stars technique, which Lin Bufan learned.
He was still in shock when Lin Bufan actually used the Six Meridians Divine Sword again.
After many years, the Sweeper Monk was deeply shocked to see the Six Meridians Divine Sword, whose power was comparable to that of Duan Siping.
At the same time, I felt a sense of excitement and exhilaration.
Defeating Lin Bufan would be tantamount to defeating Duan Siping back then, fulfilling a lifelong wish.
"Come, young benefactor, let this old monk see just how powerful your Six Meridians Divine Sword is."
The sweeping monk calmly responded, unleashing his full power with the "Shifting Stars" technique, ready to make a big move.
Lin Bufan struck first, giving him no chance whatsoever.
"Six Meridian Divine Sword, Nine Yin Manual, Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms..."
The three great skills were used in succession, leaving the Sweeper Monk overwhelmed and unable to defend against them.
Having withstood the Six Meridian Divine Sword, he was then struck by the Nine Yin Manual, followed by the ferocious Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, all amidst a deafening roar…
The palm strike slammed hard into the sweeping monk's ribs.
It seems that the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms also contains the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.
Lin Bufan learned the two most powerful palm techniques among external martial arts.
Even with his true energy protecting him and a three-foot-high barrier of energy blocking his way, the Sweeper Monk's body could not withstand the force, and blood immediately spilled from the corner of his mouth, with five of his ribs broken.
"Grandpa!" Murong Bo exclaimed.
"Old Master!" Bao Butong and the others exclaimed.
"Grandmaster Uncle!" the Shaolin monks exclaimed.
The monks were very worried about the Sweeper Monk's situation. Xuanji shouted, "Quickly, the Eighteen Bronze Men, get to the front lines and save our Grandmaster Uncle!"
Xuan Nan also shouted, "Quickly subdue this demon and send him to the afterlife!"
Eighteen golden-haired monks immediately flew over and surrounded Lin Bufan.
The Eighteen Arhats, or perhaps the Eighteen Bronze Men.
Lin Bufan didn't care what they called themselves; he only knew that each of them was proficient in a Shaolin Temple skill.
Some know the Dragon Claw Hand, some know the Vajra Leg, some know the Great Compassion Hand, some know the Iron Head Kung Fu, and some know the Eighteen Falls with Clothes on Their Clothes.
The eighteen men rushed forward, each displaying their unique abilities, shouting, "Die, Lin Bufan!"
"You monster, take this!"
"I will take you in on behalf of Buddha."
"Go to the Western Paradise."
...
The resentment was palpable, loud and clear, buzzing like a dog barking.
Lin Bufan was extremely annoyed and his murderous intent surged. "Let's see who kills whom first."
His fingers danced wildly, the Six Meridians Divine Sword shot out in a frenzy, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms pounded left and right, and the Nine Yin Manual tore tendons and bones apart, killing with great relish.
Soon, screams of agony rang out from all directions.
Ah~
"I have broken my arm."
"My legs!"
"My ribs hurt so much."
"My ear was knocked off by the Six Meridians Divine Sword."
"My eyes, I've lost sight in one eye."
Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji were pale-faced as they stared at the tragic scene before them, feeling a chill run down their spines. They thought to themselves that this boy was indeed a monster, killing without blinking an eye.
If Bodhidharma were still alive, he would surely have been able to subdue this wicked creature.
Unfortunately, Bodhidharma has been in heaven for many years, and the only hope now rests on his grand-uncle (the sweeping monk).
I wonder if my grandmaster uncle still has the strength to fight?
Just as he was thinking about the Sweeping Monk, the Sweeping Monk hardened up and used the Star Shift technique to forcibly straighten his ribs, quickly treating his injuries. He roared at Lin Bufan, "You absorbed my grandson's internal energy and injured my Shaolin disciples and grand-disciples, Lin Bufan, this old monk will kill you today!"
"Kill me? Do you have the ability?"
Lin Bufan was even more ruthless and uncompromising than the Sweeper Monk. With his villainous bloodline activated, he unleashed a powerful Tianshan Six Yang Palm strike.
The Sweeping Monk blocked the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan and returned with a palm strike from the Yi Jin Jing.
Lin Bufan used the "Shifting Stars" technique to return the force of the Yi Jin Jing palm strike to the Sweeper Monk.
The Sweeping Monk also used the Star Shift technique to return the stacked attack power to Lin Bufan.
Lin Bufan simultaneously activated the Nine Yin Manual, the Yi Jin Jing, and the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, his domineering aura dispersing all attack power.
Immediately, a six-meridian divine sword shot out.
At this moment, due to excessive exertion of his internal energy, the Sweeper Monk's injuries relapsed, rendering him powerless to resist the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and he could only dodge.
However, although he dodged the first sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he could not dodge the second. A loud bang resounded in his chest, his lungs were pierced, and blood gushed out.
He was finally seriously injured, he was seriously injured after all.
More than a hundred years of internal strength cannot compare to the more than two hundred years of internal strength accumulated by Lin Bufan.
The Sweeper Monk's defeat was not unjust, but he was still unwilling to accept it.
The more unwilling he was to accept it, the higher his negative emotions rose. Countless fragments of cultivation techniques and internal energy fell from his body and flew towards Lin Bufan.
The system kept issuing continuous notifications, and Lin Bufan instantly gained one-third of the Sweeping Monk's power.
However, as a major villain, Lin Bufan wanted to demand even more.
The heavily injured Sweeper Monk was absolutely no match for the absorption of the Northern Darkness Divine Art. Faced with such an absolute difference in strength, his techniques of restraint and resistance were utterly useless.
"Murong Longcheng, I'll gladly accept your inner strength."
Lin Bufan walked step by step toward the Sweeping Monk, his killing intent palpable.
The sweeping monk collapsed to the ground, clutching his bleeding wound, panting heavily, and begged Lin Bufan not to come any closer.
"Benefactor, this old monk has lost. You should show mercy where you can, why must you be so ruthless?"
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