Orders from All Heavens: Earn rewards by playing a guest role

Chapter 43 I must kill him once

Shaolin Temple.

He panicked after receiving news that Dongfang Bubai had single-handedly wiped out the Songshan Sect.

"Abbot, the Demonic Cult Leader Dongfang Bubai has destroyed the Songshan Sect. How should Shaolin respond?"

Inside the main hall, a group of monks were discussing something tensely.

Sitting in the first seat was Abbot Fangzheng.

"Amitabha!"

He clasped his hands together and said, "The Demonic Cult is powerful, so Shaolin will temporarily close its gates."

The other Shaolin monks disagreed with this decision.

"The mountain cannot be closed off!"

"What are we afraid of? She's just a mere Dongfang Bubai, why should she force us to seal off the mountain?"

The top leaders of Shaolin Temple could no longer sit still.

Closing the mountain would have a significant impact on Shaolin Temple.

Bang~~!

Just then, a loud bang came from the mountain gate.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and cold voice entered Shaolin Temple.

"I, Dongfang Bubai, have come to pay a visit to Shaolin."

One sentence was enough to astonish everyone present.

"Invincible East?"

"Why is she here?"

In an instant, the faces of the high monks who had just been filled with righteous indignation all changed drastically.

Master Fangzheng looked solemn and stood up, saying, "Everyone, please come with me to greet them."

After speaking, he walked out first.

He led all the top masters and disciples of Shaolin Temple out.

Before the mountain gate, the figure in red was none other than Dongfang Bubai.

"May I ask what brings the Eastern Master to our temple?"

Master Fangzheng calmly stepped forward and inquired.

Su Ming glanced at Master Fang Zheng; his strength was impressive.

It belongs to the peak of the acquired realm, and is at the level of half a step into the innate realm.

"I have come here only to borrow some of Shaolin's martial arts manuals."

Su Ming stated his purpose directly.

Little did they know that these words would immediately enrage everyone at Shaolin Temple.

"You fiend, the Shaolin manuals are the foundation of our Shaolin sect. How dare you covet them?"

One of the senior executives angrily rebuked him.

Master Fangzheng did not stop him, and looked at Dongfang Bubai with a calm expression.

“Master Fangzheng, I respect you as a high-ranking monk. Do you not agree?”

Her face was cold, and her eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent.

These bald monks are shameless.

"Amitabha, please return, benefactor from the East. Shaolin Temple's secret manuals are never lent out."

Master Fangzheng spoke frankly, saying, "If Benefactor Dongfang can convert to Buddhism and enter my Shaolin Temple, he will be able to read all the secret manuals of our temple."

"Hehehe——"

Su Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Very well, since you refuse to lend it out, then don't blame me."

After she finished speaking, she exuded a powerful aura, and her innate true energy quickly condensed within her body.

"Form the formation! Vajra Subdues Demons!"

Master Fangzheng roared, and a group of experts surrounded him, forming the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation.

Su Ming glanced at it and smiled dismissively.

"You won't listen to me when I try to reason with you, you insist on making me take action."

As soon as she finished speaking, she vanished from the spot.

bang bang bang-

The next second, one after another, the monks around them coughed up blood and flew backward.

The Vajra Subduing Demon Formation collapsed instantly, and everyone was beaten until they coughed up blood and lay on the ground lifeless.

Kill with one move!

"Devil!"

Master Fangzheng was furious and swung his hand to strike.

"You ungrateful animal."

Su Ming snorted coldly, gathering a surge of innate true energy in his palm to meet the attack.

boom! !

The two exchanged a palm strike, and Master Fangzheng's face turned deathly pale, his body trembling as if he were shaking.

Blood flowed from all seven orifices, and a large mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

He was sent flying backward, crashing through the mountain gate.

"Abbot!!"

"Damn demon, attack together!"

Enraged, the other Shaolin masters launched a furious attack.

"Ahem, stop—"

"Stop it, all of you!"

Amidst the smoke and dust, Master Fangzheng coughed up blood repeatedly and shouted urgently to stop it.

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to stop it.

Since Su Ming had made his move, he held nothing back. With a wave of his hand, countless flying needles appeared around him and shot towards the Shaolin Temple master in front of him.

Pfft pfft~~~

Screams erupted everywhere.

"what...."

On the scene, one Shaolin monk after another fell down, a red dot appearing between their eyebrows.

Without exception, they were all killed by a single needle.

"No, stop!"

Master Fangzheng was so anxious that he vomited blood repeatedly.

When he got up, there was no one left standing; they were all lying on the ground, lifeless.

"Ah... Demon, you're too ruthless."

Master Fangzheng was so agitated that he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Su Ming scoffed, "I tried to talk to you nicely just now, but you wouldn't listen. Now look at you, you're only satisfied when I kill you all."

"Master Fang Zheng, are you satisfied now?"

She stared expressionlessly at Master Fang Zheng, who was severely injured and vomiting blood.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent. Since he had already made his move, he could not leave any trouble behind; eliminating the threat completely was the only way.

"Amitabha Buddha, demon, cease your rampage."

Just then, a Buddhist chant came from Shaolin Temple.

Immediately afterward, two figures rushed over and arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing the newcomers, Su Ming looked at the two old monks who had suddenly appeared in front of him with surprise.

"Fang Zheng pays respects to the two patriarchs."

Fang Zheng bowed with his hands clasped together, his expression bitter.

The two old monks, expressionless, stared at the corpses scattered on the ground, their eyes burning with rage.

These two are the very essence of Shaolin.

One was Zen Master Hongye, a reclusive master of Shaolin Temple, whose cultivation level was actually at the Innate Realm.

The other was Zen Master Huike, who was also a master of innate abilities.

With two innate masters, it's no wonder that Shaolin Temple has always held a prestigious and influential position.

There was definitely a hidden expert here.

"Two innate masters, not bad."

Su Ming glanced at it and snorted coldly.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Hongye clasped his hands together, a trace of compassion appearing on his withered face.

He said, word by word, "Benefactor Dongfang, your sins are too heavy. Today, this old monk will suppress and convert you, and have you enter my Buddhist sect to recite scriptures and repent every day."

"Insanity!"

Su Ming let out a cold shout and took the lead in attacking.

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Hongye unleashed a palm strike, and a faint Buddhist light emanated from it.

This palm strike was incredibly powerful; a master of innate cultivation is truly exceptional.

Unfortunately, Su Ming was no ordinary innate master. Putting aside his modified physical attributes, he was already a half-step Grandmaster at the peak of the innate realm.

boom! !

The two exchanged a palm strike, and Master Hongye's confident expression immediately changed.

He was startled, feeling an overwhelming force surge towards him, and his body was instantly blasted dozens of meters away.

"Impressive skill."

Master Huike narrowed his eyes, shouted loudly, and attacked.

"Great Compassionate Hands!"

With a single palm strike, a faint Buddhist light emanated, giving people a powerful spiritual impact.

Su Mingren was in mid-air when he raised his hand and struck out with his palm again.

This was a palm strike unleashed from pure, powerful innate true energy.

Bang!

brush brush --

The two exchanged a palm strike, then quickly clashed, each unleashing dozens of moves in an instant.

Upon exchanging blows, Zen Master Huike's expression turned extremely ugly.

He couldn't suppress his opponent; instead, he was the one being suppressed and beaten.

Boom~~

Sure enough, less than a minute into the fight, Zen Master Huike was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, what a powerful demon."

Zen Master Huike and Zen Master Hongye looked at Dongfang Bubai with solemn expressions.

Who would have thought that Dongfang Bubai, who cultivated the Sunflower Manual, would be so powerful?

"What you are practicing is definitely not the Sunflower Manual."

Zen Master Hongye had collected the Sunflower Manual, so he naturally knew it very well.

But the strength of Dongfang Bubai before him was too astonishing, and he even felt that it was not the Sunflower Manual.

"Heh, I haven't had my fill of fighting yet."

"Come again."

Su Ming gave a cold shout and waved his hands, causing countless silver needles to float in mid-air.

Whoosh~~

A sharp whistling sound came.

The two Zen masters' expressions changed drastically.

"Danger!"

Zen Master Hongye and Zen Master Huike hurriedly mustered all their strength to fight against the terrifying flying needles before them.

Boom~!

With a loud bang, the two Shaolin monks were blasted away and crashed into a building, causing it to collapse.

The smoke and dust billowed and lingered for a long time.