For Su Qin, encountering'Xuanku' here was an unexpected joy. The reason why he didn't recognize each other was because he wanted to see how Xuanku has grown in the past twenty years.

With Su Qin's realm now, it is naturally easy to see through the level of Xuankui.

But the level is classified, and the specific fighting ability still needs to be seen a few more times, and it is best to show it through actual combat.

"Yes."

"These people are really big bad guys. They are so good at bullying one by one."

Li Wan clenched her fists and said angrily.

"Warrior fighting, as long as you can survive, it's normal to bully the weak with more and the strong." Su Qin glanced at Li Wan and said lightly.

"I know the third uncle..." Li Wan shrank her head.

And at the moment.

Not only did Li Wan want to know which of the profound sufferings of Shaolin Temple is stronger than the four great masters of evil ways, all the warriors on the field were also secretly guessing.

The second floor of the inn.

In an inconspicuous corner, the owner of the inn was carrying his hands on his back, looking at the battlefield outside leisurely.

"You said, Xuankushengsheng or these four evil martial artists, which one can win?" the chubby inn owner asked with interest.

If there are other First-Rank masters who noticed this corner, they would be shocked to find that every word the inn owner said only sounded within three meters of his body, and more than three meters away, it seemed to be cut off.

This is a certain way of using Divine Sense. This chubby and unremarkable inn owner is truly a great master who has at least transformed Divine Sense.

"Sir, although the four wicked martial artists are powerful and have many methods, the mysterious monks are Buddhist sacred monks, and they have great inner power in Buddhism, and they specifically restrain these wicked martial artists."

A scholar next to him thought for a while and continued: "According to my guess, although the four evil martial artists can suppress the mysterious monk at this time, the mysterious monk must win in the end."

"You are pretty good."

The chubby owner of the inn nodded slightly, and suddenly changed the conversation, "But since you can see this, why are these four evil masters still taking action here?"

According to the character of the evil martial artist, once he knows he can't beat him, how can he still make a move?

Even outsiders like scholars can see the situation on the court. The four evil martial artists who have been entangled with the mysterious monk for several months and fleeing for tens of thousands of miles don't know the gap between themselves and the mysterious suffering?

If they were to join forces to beat the profound bitter monk, could they be hunted down for tens of thousands of miles?

When the scholar heard this, his face changed slightly, and he looked at the owner of the chubby inn and whispered: "Sir, what do you mean?"

"The four evil masters are just bait."

The chubby owner of the inn shook his head and said: "The mysterious bitter monk is jealous of evil. For more than ten years, he has killed nearly ten evil masters, and even made many shots to destroy the good things of some old monsters."

When the chubby inn owner said this, he paused for a while and sighed slightly: "If it hadn't been for a Venerable Shaolin Temple to walk out, I'm afraid that old monsters would have been unable to help Xuanku."

"Since you know that there is a nobleman out of the Shaolin Temple, why are you still using the four great masters of evil ways as bait?" the scholar questioned.

"Naturally, it was because someone tentatively discovered that the Venerable is no longer in Shaolin Temple." The owner of the chubby inn showed a hint of exclamation: "Throughout the past and present, whether it is a martial arts myth or an Arhat Venerable, they will cross the sea."

"Since the Venerable Shaolin Temple has left and has not returned for nearly 20 years, it must be the same."

"So, those old monsters can't help it."

A sneer appeared on the face of the owner of the chubby inn: "These old monsters dared not do anything when the Venerable Shaolin Temple was there."

"But now that I have left..."

When the chubby inn owner said this, he did not go on, but what he wanted to express was obvious.

"Of course, even if the Venerable left, no old monster dared to attack Shaolin Temple."

"Who knows how many means left behind by the Venerable in Shaolin Temple."

"If you dare not attack Shaolin Temple, it doesn't mean that Xuanku can be allowed to chase and kill the Great Master of the Evil Dao like this."

The owner of the chubby inn slowly said: "As far as I know, the evil emperor, who was retired seventy years ago, left the customs some time ago. I once looked at it from a distance. Now the strength of the evil emperor should be the first level of great perfection."

"Evil Emperor..."

The scholar took a breath.

Seventy years ago, the evil emperor swept the world with extreme stubbornness, and even the leaders of the countries were extremely jealous.

Although the armies of various countries suppressed it, the army was too cumbersome for a powerful person like the Evil Emperor. As long as the Evil Emperor pays a little attention, it is impossible for the army to encircle and suppress. And once annoyed the evil emperor, he could incarnate as the most terrifying assassin and assassinate the royal families of the countries at that time.

Had it not been for the same period, a stunningly talented Demon Lord appeared in the Demon Gate, who would check and balance each other with the Evil Emperor, I am afraid that the world would have been in chaos long ago.

It is a pity that whether it is the evil emperor or the demon lord, after a long time, the side of the vertical and horizontal side will be completely dull, and they have closed their doors and pursued a higher realm.

"Sir, the evil emperor takes action, shall I stop it?" the scholar asked cautiously.

"prevent?"

"I am not an opponent of the evil emperor, even if I want to stop it, I can't stop it."

The owner of the chubby inn shook his head.

Although he was also an extremely high-ranking grandmaster, he was still inferior to the evil emperor's first-rank great perfection existence. He was more than self-preserving, but he was unable to save Xuanku.

"Sir, if the evil emperor kills Xuanku, he won't be afraid of Shaolin Temple..." the scholar couldn't help saying.

Xuanku is not just a person, behind him is the Shaolin Temple. As the world's martial arts master who has just stepped out of the Arhat Venerable, this era is the foundation of Shaolin Temple and it is at the time of extreme prosperity.

Besides, according to some rumors, Xuanku is the disciple of that Arhat...

"Shaolin Temple?"

The owner of the chubby inn laughed and said, "The evil emperor was already over 120 years old before the retreat. Seventy years have passed and he is over one hundred and ninety years old. It should not be long before the limit of 200 years of life."

"Do you think the evil emperor at this time cares about Shaolin Temple?"

The chubby inn owner said softly.

This is also the reason why he is unwilling to take action to stop the evil emperor.

The current Evil Emperor, with his Shou Yuan approaching, is basically a lunatic, not to mention his strength is not as good as the Evil Emperor, even if his strength is equal to the Evil Emperor, even slightly better than the Evil Emperor, he is not willing to do anything with the Evil Emperor.

"It seems that it is very difficult for the monk to go back alive." The scholar said with emotion. The monk can be said to be the strongest of the young generation in Shaolin Temple. The potential is endless, and it may be expected to reach the level of Venerable Arhat.

However, potential is potential after all, and it is still so fragile before it turns into strength.

"The evil emperor is about to make a move."

The chubby inn owner looked at a place outside the inn, his face thoughtful. His divine consciousness has transformed, and he can faintly perceive an evil spirit hidden in that corner.

It is the evil emperor.

......

at the same time.

In the direction the chubby inn owner looked towards, a man with a deep gaze stood with his hand in his hand.

"Shaolin Temple?"

"Venerable Inheritance?"

This deep-eyed man is the evil emperor, and at this moment he is looking eagerly at Xuanku who is fighting the four evil masters.

"Humph."

"Everyone in the world thinks that the reason for my action is because the evil masters have fallen one after another."

The evil emperor's thoughts fluctuated, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face: "But to me, what is the so-called evil way? Even if the evil way is cut off, what impact will it have on me?"

The evil emperor's expression was full of coldness.

"Xuanku is the strongest disciple of Shaolin Temple's generation. He has entered the first-class master when he is less than fifty years old."

"There must be some inheritance of that venerable hidden in his body."

The evil emperor licked his lips and whispered to himself: "If I kill Xuanku and take away the inheritance of the venerable from him, maybe I can take that step."

Thinking of this, the evil emperor's spirit was shocked.

Although he is not a Buddhist disciple, even if he is inherited from the Venerable, he may not understand it.

But it's better than thinking alone.

Besides, even if Xuanku does not have the inheritance of the nobleman, the evil emperor will do the same, deliberately forcing the Shaolin Temple to use its heritage, and it is best to take out the artifacts left by the nobleman to hunt him down.

"The artifacts left by the Venerable contain a ray of the Venerable's divine mind, and can exert some of the power of the Venerable."

"If I face a venerable person, I will definitely die, but it is only a venerable object. Under the oppression of life and death, I might be able to take the last step."

The evil emperor's thoughts fluctuated, thinking quickly in his heart.

He has little lifespan, and he will die of old age after two or three years at the latest, so he can only take risks.

"As long as I can take that step, even if I tear my skin with Shaolin Temple, even if the venerable returns from overseas, what can I do?"

A trace of madness appeared on the evil emperor's face.

In fact, no matter in any era, it is absolutely stupid to provoke a force that has just stepped out of the noble one.

But the evil emperor has no choice. If he drags on, he will die of old age. Instead of watching his blood decay, he might as well take a fight. If he fails, he will sit in advance, but if he succeeds, his evil emperor will regain it. newborn.

"unfortunately."

"Your potential is much stronger than mine."

"If you follow the steps step by step, you will definitely be able to step into the first-grade Dzogchen before the age of 150, and then have enough time to reach higher levels."

The evil emperor coldly looked at Xuan Ku in the distance, with a cruel expression on his face: "But unfortunately, you met me."

"For my way, go to death."

The evil emperor took a step slowly, preparing to make an all-out effort to kill the'Xuanku', and then search for the inheritance of the venerable on the opponent.

however.

Just when the evil emperor was about to make a move.

The void condensed faintly, the world began to twist, and the evil emperor only felt that everything about himself was stagnant.

When the evil emperor barely reacted, he found that he had already arrived in the inn.

"this is?!"

The evil emperor opened his eyes wide, and there was a storm in his heart.

He raised his head subconsciously, and saw a calm-looking man sitting not far away, and beside this man, a little girl with pink jade was looking at him in surprise.