The Strongest Supporting Role in Martial Arts: the Beginning of a Sword Book to Ward off Evil

At this moment, the surrounding Shaolin monks saw this, their faces changed greatly, and the expressions on their faces were extremely ugly. Obviously, they did not expect Murong Fu's punishment to be so severe. In this way, the Shaolin Temple could almost be said to exist in name only. .

"Damn it, Murong Fu, you deceive people too much!"

"Fight him!"

"Absolutely can't agree!"

Immediately afterwards, many hot-tempered monks also opened their mouths one after another, and there was a ray of rage on their faces.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

At this moment, a series of icy voices came from the crowd, and the next moment, hundreds of figures shot out instantly and came directly to the field. It was the Jin Yiwei who was hidden in the crowd.

At the same time, everyone just heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming from around the Shaolin Temple. The next moment, I didn't know when, there were ten thousand soldiers in solid armor directly around the Shaolin Temple. The bows and arrows were aimed directly at the monks in the Shaolin Temple. As long as there was any change, they would definitely be greeted by... a rain of arrows in the sky.

"what!"

After seeing this scene, the faces of the monks suddenly changed greatly, and a flash of horror flashed in their eyes. Although the number of monks in the Shaolin Temple was quite large, there were thousands of them, but they faced the elites who were fully armed. The Song Dynasty army had no chance of winning at all.

If it was a small-scale battle, the monks of the Shaolin Temple would definitely be able to completely defeat the army of the Song Dynasty, but once it formed a scale, the advantages of the army would be completely revealed.

Not to mention that the number of Shaolin monks is currently at a disadvantage, even if it is the same as the surrounding army, or even a little more, once the confrontation, the victory will definitely be the army of the Song Dynasty.

Instead of the high-strength Shaolin monks...

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Ruoyou Ruowu reached the ears of everyone, the sound was not very loud, but it seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, directly attracting the attention of everyone in the field.

"Swish..."

In the eyes of everyone, I saw an old monk in a gray monk's robe holding a broom, constantly sweeping the surrounding ground. The old monk's footsteps did not feel fast, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived In the field, it looked very strange.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

After seeing this scene, the expressions of the surrounding Jinyiwei also changed greatly. At the same time, the bows and arrows in the hands of the surrounding soldiers also aimed at the old monk in an instant, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

After seeing this scene, a sneer appeared on the corner of Murong Fu's mouth. He was obviously not surprised by the appearance of the unknown old monk. The unknown old monk in front of him was none other than the sweeping monk.

The moment the other party appeared, Murong Fu recognized it. The old monk in front of him was an existence in the realm of a grand master, and he was the kind of... the top master of a grand master, even more than the old sunflower eunuch beside Zhao Xu before. The power of the master is definitely the existence of a master in the state of perfection.

"Amitabha, poor monk, I have seen your majesty! I also ask your majesty to be generous!"

The old monk stopped ten meters in front of Murong Fu and said.

"How is the Grandmaster Consummation, do you think you can keep the entire Shaolin alone?"

Murong Fu said lightly.

"What! Grandmaster is complete!"

"My God, there is such a supreme existence in the Shaolin Temple!"

"It turned out to be the Grandmaster Consummation!"

After hearing Murong Fu's words, the expressions of the people around them also changed greatly. They were all very clear about what the grandmaster level represented. It was a legendary existence, and there was a perfect grandmaster in front of them.

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't mean this, the poor monk just asks His Majesty to forgive a little and give Shaolin a way to live!"

Seeing this, the sweeping monk opened his mouth and said, although he said that he was in the realm of Grand Master Perfection, but Grandmaster Perfection was also a human being. In the face of an army of tens of thousands, Grandmaster Perfection would have to kneel. The old Sunflower Eunuch had already confirmed it.

Perhaps the sweeper's body protection is very strong, and it can withstand the penetration of a bow and crossbow, but it can withstand a ten or even a hundred or hundreds, but if it is thousands or even thousands, it is obviously a tragedy, after all Body protection qi is the most internal energy consumption.

"what do you mean"

Murong Fu said irrefutably.

"I beg Your Majesty to lend the amount of Shaolin monks to five hundred Shaolin monks!"

The sweeper said, as for the property of the land, the sweeper did not mention it, because he was very clear that the most important thing for Shaolin is people, as long as there are people, the rest will be there, but if the number of people is limited, that is the most important thing. fatal.

"Five hundred, then it depends on your strength! Grandmaster Consummation, I would like to see how strong Grandmaster Consummation is! As long as I win, I promise you, why not?"

Murong Fu said lightly.

"Your Majesty's words are true"

After hearing Murong Fu's words, the floor sweeper's eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't help but say.

"I am the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, with a golden mouth and jade words, naturally I have nine words!"

Murong Fu said lightly.

"Such a poor monk dares to teach His Majesty's strength!"

The sweeping monk also spoke directly.

"cousin.……"

After seeing this scene, Wang Yuyan and a few people next to him also showed a worried look on their faces. Although Murong Fu was said to be very strong, the old monk in front of him was a real master in the perfect state. Strong man, the existence of this level can be imagined how terrifying.

"No problem!"

Murong Fu said lightly.