For Su Qin, meeting 'Xuan Ku' here was a pleasant surprise. The reason why he did not recognize him was because he wanted to see how Xuan Ku has progressed in the past 20 years.
With Su Qin's current Realm, he can easily see through Xuan Ku's Realm.
But Realm is Realm. His specific fighting ability still needs to be observed a few more times. It is best to show it in actual combat.
"Yes."
"These people are really bad guys. Teaming up to bully one, what kind of ability is that?"
Li Wan clenched his fists and said angrily.
"When Martial Artists fight, as long as they can survive, it is normal to bully the weak with numbers." Su Qin glanced at Li Wan and said lightly.
"I know, Third Uncle …" Li Wan shrank his head.
And at this moment.
Li Wan was not the only one who wanted to know whether Xuan Ku of the Shaolin Temple or the four Evil Path Great Grandmasters was stronger or weaker. All the Martial Artists watching the battle were also secretly guessing.
On the second floor of the Inn.
In an inconspicuous corner, the Inn Owner was leisurely looking at the battlefield outside with his hands behind his back.
"Who do you think will win, Xuanku Sangha or the four Evil Path Great Grandmasters?" The chubby Inn Owner asked with interest.
If there were other Grade 1 Great Grandmasters paying attention to this corner, they would be shocked to find that every word spoken by the Innkeeper was only heard within three meters of him. Anything beyond that seemed to be cut off.
This is a certain way of using Divine Sense. This seemingly chubby and ordinary-looking inn owner is a Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster who has at least transformed his Divine Sense.
"Sir, although the four Evil Path Great Grandmasters are powerful and have many means, Xuanku Sangha is A Holy Monk of the Buddhist Sect. His Buddhist Internal Strength is vast and can restrain these Evil Path Great Grandmasters."
A scholar next to him thought for a while and continued: "According to my guess, although the four Evil Path Great Grandmasters can suppress Xuanku Sangha, Xuanku Sangha will win in the end."
"You're right."
The chubby innkeeper nodded slightly, then suddenly changed the topic. "But since you can see this, why are the four evil grandmasters still attacking here?"
According to the character of the Evil Path's martial artists, once they knew that they couldn't win, why would they still make a move?
Even an outsider like the scholar could see the situation on the battlefield. How could the four Evil Warriors who had been entangled with Xuanku Sangha for several months and had fled tens of thousands of miles away not know the difference between themselves and Xuan Ku?
If they could defeat Xuanku Sangha by joining forces, why would they be chased for tens of thousands of miles?
The scholar's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He looked at the chubby innkeeper and whispered, "Mister, what do you mean?"
"The four evil grandmasters are just bait."
The fat innkeeper shook his head and said, "Holy Monk Xuan Ku abhors evil as if it were his enemy. He has been in the world for more than ten years and has killed nearly ten evil Great Grandmasters. He has even taken action many times and ruined the plans of some old monsters."
The chubby innkeeper paused for a while and sighed softly. "If it weren't for the Venerable from the Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid that some old monsters would have already attacked Xuan Ku."
"Since they know that the Shaolin Temple has a Venerable, why are they still using the four evil grandmasters as bait?" The scholar was puzzled.
"Naturally, it's because someone found out that the Venerable is no longer in the Shaolin Temple." The chubby innkeeper's expression showed a hint of surprise. "Since ancient times, whether it's a martial arts legend or the Venerable Arhat, they have all crossed the sea."
"Since the Venerable from the Shaolin Temple has left and hasn't returned for nearly twenty years, it must be the same."
"So, those old monsters can't help it."
A sneer appeared on the chubby innkeeper's face. "When the Venerable from the Shaolin Temple was here, those old monsters didn't dare to do anything."
"But now that he has left …"
The chubby innkeeper didn't continue, but the meaning he wanted to express was obvious.
"Of course, even if the Venerable left, no old monster would dare to attack the Shaolin Temple."
"Who knows how many tricks the Venerable left behind in the Shaolin Temple."
"Just because they don't dare to attack the Shaolin Temple doesn't mean that they can let Xuan Ku go after the evil grandmasters so wantonly."
The chubby innkeeper said slowly, "As far as I know, the Evil Emperor, who was in seclusion 70 years ago, came out some time ago. I have seen him from afar. Now, the strength of the Evil Emperor should be at Grade 1 Great Perfection."
"The Evil Emperor …"
The scholar sucked in a breath of cold air.
Seventy years ago, the Evil Emperor dominated the world. His methods were extremely ruthless, and even the Lords of the various countries were afraid of him.
Although the various countries had armies to suppress him, for a powerhouse like the Evil Emperor, the army was too cumbersome. As long as the Evil Emperor paid attention, it was impossible for the army to encircle and suppress him. And once the Evil Emperor was annoyed, he could turn into the most terrifying assassin and assassinate the Royal Family of the various countries at that time.
If it weren't for the appearance of a Demon Lord in the Demon Gate at the same time, who kept the Evil Emperor in check, the world would have been in chaos long ago.
Unfortunately, regardless of whether it was the Evil Emperor or the Demon Master, after dominating a region, they soon lost interest and went into seclusion to pursue a higher cultivation level.
"Mister, now that the Evil Emperor has made his move, should we stop him?" The scholar asked carefully.
"Stop?"
"I am not the Evil Emperor's opponent. Even if I wanted to stop him, I can't."
The chubby Innkeeper shook his head.
Although he is also a Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, compared with the Evil Emperor, who is a Grade 1 Great Perfection existence, he is still inferior. But if he wants to save Xuan Ku, he is not strong enough.
"Sir, if the Evil Emperor kills Xuan Ku, you are not afraid of the Shaolin Temple …" The scholar couldn't help but say.
Xuan Ku is not just one person. Behind him stands the Shaolin Temple. As a Great Sect that just came out of Venerable Arhat, the Shaolin Temple is at its peak in this era.
Moreover, according to some rumors, Xuan Ku is Arhat's disciple …
"Shaolin Temple?"
The chubby Innkeeper smiled and said: "Before the Evil Emperor went into seclusion, he was already more than 120 years old. After 70 years, he will be more than 190 years old. He should not be too far away from the 200-year limit of Shouyuan."
"Do you think that the Evil Emperor at this time will care about the Shaolin Temple?"
The chubby Innkeeper said softly.
This is also the reason why he is not willing to stop the Evil Emperor.
The current Evil Emperor is close to Shouyuan, he is simply a madman. Not to mention that his strength is not as good as the Evil Emperor, even if his strength is equal to the Evil Emperor, or even stronger than the Evil Emperor, he is not willing to fight with the Evil Emperor.
"It seems that it will be difficult for Xuanku Sangha to go back alive." The scholar's face was full of emotion. Xuanku Sangha can be said to be the strongest of the younger generation of the Shaolin Temple. His potential is infinite, and he may be able to reach the level of Venerable Arhat.
However, potential is just potential. Before it is transformed into strength, it is still so fragile.
"The Evil Emperor is about to make his move."
The chubby Innkeeper looked at a certain place outside the inn, a thoughtful look on his face. His Divine Sense transformed, and he could faintly sense a monstrous evil aura hidden in that corner.
It is the Evil Emperor.
.....
At the same time.
In the direction that the chubby Innkeeper looked, a man with deep eyes stood with his hands behind his back.
"The Shaolin Temple?"
"The inheritance of the Venerable?"
This man with deep eyes is the Evil Emperor. At this moment, he is looking at Xuan Ku, who is fighting with four evil Grandmasters, with longing.
"Humph."
"The world thinks that the reason I am making a move is because the evil Grandmasters are dying one after another."
The Evil Emperor thought, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on his face: "But for me, the so-called evil path is nothing. Even if the evil path is cut off, what effect will it have on me? "
The Evil Emperor's expression was full of coldness.
"Xuan Ku is the strongest disciple of this generation of the Shaolin Temple. He stepped into Grade 1 Great Grandmaster before the age of 50."
"He must have some sort of inheritance from that Venerable One."
The Evil Emperor licked his lips and whispered to himself: "If I kill Xuan Ku and take away the inheritance of the Venerable, maybe I can take that step."
Thinking of this, the Evil Emperor's spirit shook.
Although he is not a Buddhist disciple, and even if he obtained the inheritance of the Venerable, he may not be able to understand it.
But it is better than figuring it out by himself.
Besides, even if Xuan Ku does not have the inheritance of the Venerable, the Evil Emperor will still do the same. He will deliberately force the Shaolin Temple to use their heritage, and it would be best to take out the artifacts left by the Venerable to kill him.
"The artifacts left by the Venerable contain a wisp of the Venerable's Divine Sense and can exert part of the Venerable's power."
"If I face the Venerable directly, I will definitely die, but it's just an artifact of the Venerable. Under the pressure of life and death, I may be able to take the last step."
The Evil Emperor's thoughts fluctuated, and he thought quickly in his heart.
Shouyuan doesn't have much left, and in two or three years at the latest, he will die of old age, so he can only take risks.
"As long as I can take that step, even if I have to shed all pretense of cordiality with the Shaolin Temple, even if the Venerable returns from overseas, what can he do?"
A trace of madness appeared on the Evil Emperor's face.
In fact, no matter in which era, it is absolutely stupid to provoke a force that has just produced a Venerable.
However, the Evil Emperor had no other choice. If this dragged on, he would die of old age. Rather than watching helplessly as his qi and blood deteriorated, he might as well take a gamble. If he failed, he would die in a seated posture. But if he succeeded, he, the Evil Emperor, would be reborn.
"Unfortunately."
"Your potential is much stronger than mine."
"If you step by step, you can definitely step into Grade 1 Great Perfection before the age of 150, and then have enough time to reach a higher level."
The Evil Emperor looked coldly at Xuan Ku in the distance, and a trace of cruelty appeared on his face: "But unfortunately, you met me."
"For my path, go to hell."
The Evil Emperor slowly took a step forward, ready to go all out to kill 'Xuan Ku', and then search for the Venerable's Inheritance.
However.
Just as the Evil Emperor was about to attack.
The void faintly condensed, and the world began to distort. The Evil Emperor only felt that everything around him had stagnated.
By the time the Evil Emperor managed to react, he discovered that he had already arrived at the inn.
"This is?!"
The Evil Emperor's eyes widened, and his heart was set off stormy waves.
He subconsciously raised his head and saw a man sitting not far away with a calm expression. Beside the man was a little girl who looked like she was carved out of jade. She was looking at him with a face full of surprise.
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