Chapter 18 One-sided
The mind power was activated instantly, and an invisible force emanated from Tian Daoling's body.
"Hmm?!" The sweeping monk who was about to attack Tian Daoling frowned slightly because he found that the wooden broom in his hand was suddenly shattered. He was definitely not exerting too much force. A martial arts master of his level was very accurate in controlling his power. It was absolutely impossible to exert too much force to destroy the weapons in his hand.
"Sher!"
When the sweeping monk was stunned, Tian Daoling's attack also arrived, and the Shura Sword directly slashed at him with a sound of breaking through the air.
"Drink!" Without the wooden broom, the sweeping monk did not dare to use his body to resist Tiandaoling's Shura Sword. No matter how strong his martial arts are, his body is still mortal flesh. Even if he touches an ordinary iron weapon, he can still hurt him, let alone such a strange weapon.
The monk sweeping the floor kept slapping his hands, and each stroke could accurately hit the sword body of the Shura Sword, so that he could not hurt him and at the same time he could also transfer internal force to affect Tiandaoling's internal force cycle.
However, if it makes him feel troublesome, the internal force he transported and transported will be swallowed up the moment it enters the Shura Sword, which makes him very puzzled.
The two of them were still attacking each move, but as Tian Daoling began to use his mind power to constantly harass the sweeping monk, the sweeping monk slowly began to get into a disadvantage.
Whenever the sweeping monk's hand hit Tian Daoling, Tian Daoling would use the mind power to block the sweeping monk's attack, and at the same time use the mind power to attack the sweeping monk.
The invisible mind power is hard to defend against, and even martial arts masters like the Sweeping Monk cannot resist it.
Although the Sweeping Monk has mental power, it was only condensed by his practice of Buddhism, and it did not reach the point where he could drive mental attacks. He was completely no match for Tian Daoling in the use of mental power, and was beaten very frustrated.
"Sher!"
No matter how powerful the martial arts of the Sweeping Monk was, he was still alone and could not continue to fight at high intensity for so long. Especially Tian Daoling still had the motivation to harass him, but in the end he was cut by the Shura Sword.
Seeing the wound on the sweeping monk's arm that was like dry firewood, Tian Daoling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he held the Shura knife with his right hand. The sweeping monk immediately felt the blood in his body rushing and rushing towards the wound on his arm.
Feeling the strange changes in his body, the monk's face changed instantly, and at the same time, he controlled the muscles in his wound to tighten and tried to stop the blood from flowing out. However, these were all in vain. His wound was still gushing out like a fountain, and he could not stop it at all.
"What kind of magic is this?" The sweeping monk looked at Tian Daoling with horror. He had never encountered such a terrifying thing before.
However, Tian Daoling would not answer his question. Instead, he took advantage of the fact that the Sweeping Monk was panicking because of blood loss, which made him more wounds.
In less than a minute, the sweeping monk was like a blood man, and his clothes were all dyed red by his blood.
"Da da da da!"
When Tiandaoling and the sweeping monk were fighting, a group of monks with various weapons rushed in. They were shocked when they saw the two people who were fighting. They did not expect that there was a person in the temple to compete with Tiandaoling, especially the elders in Shaolin Temple, who were even more surprised.
"Is that senior from our temple?!" Xuan Ci, who was supported by everyone, looked at the blood-filled monk and said in surprise.
"Abbot, that's the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion." Hearing Xuan Ci's words, a disciple next to him said with a strange expression. He did not expect that the sweeping monk was actually a master.
"What is his Dharma name?" When Xuanci heard that he was really from his Shaolin Temple, his face became strange. He didn't know that there was such a person as his abbot.
"Report to the abbot, I don't know what that senior is called. We have always called him the sweeping monk." The disciple immediately said embarrassedly.
"Oh, go forward and help seniors and defeat the devil Ling of Heaven!" After confirming that the disciples were not clear about the information of the Sweeping Monk, Xuan Ci was not confused, but asked others to go up and help. He could see that the Sweeping Monk was in a tough battle.
"Create the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation!" An elder in the head said loudly, and then more than a dozen people rushed towards Tiandaoling.
"Annoying guy." Tian Daoling, who was suppressing the sweeping monk, found the monk rushing towards him, showed a look of impatient expression on his face. The empty left hand waved towards the open space next to him. A robot two meters tall, huge, and emitting silver luster all over his body immediately appeared on the open space.
"What's it?!" The monks who had originally rushed to Tiandaoling were stunned when they saw the robot that appeared out of thin air. They stopped and looked at the robot in front of them with a look of surprise. They didn't know what it was, but soon they knew what the robot was.
"Paste them." Tian Daoling, who released the robot, ordered directly to the robot.
After hearing Tian Daoling's order, the robot's originally lowered head left and raised, and the dark electronic eyes flashed with red light. At the same time, countless switches were turned on on its body, and a large number of muzzles emerged from its body.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
Immediately afterwards, a buzzing sound like a bee flapping its wings came from the robot's muzzle, and a large number of needles with paralysis agents were fired from the muzzle.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Those monks who were hit by the needle immediately screamed in their mouths. Although the needle was not a fatal threat, it would still hurt if it was stabbed. Moreover, the needles were very dense, and it was inevitable that they would hit important parts such as crotch and eyes.
For a moment, all the monks standing outside the Sutra Pavilion were shot and ran away with their heads in their arms, and many of them were directly anesthetized and fell to the ground.
Although the anesthetic on the acupuncture is not the most powerful, an anesthetic on the acupuncture can still make an adult paralyzed by the hit part for three or four seconds. After so many needles, it is difficult for them to escape.
"Demon! He is a demon!" Looking at the monks lying on the ground, the monks who were not affected behind kept murmuring, and their eyes were filled with horror when they looked at the robot.
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