Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

There was no way around it; Ding Chunqiu's infamous reputation was widespread, his methods were ruthless, and his use of poison was unpredictable.

In the world of martial arts, who isn't afraid of falling into his trap for no apparent reason?

But now, a huge weight has been lifted from the hearts of many people, which is naturally a cause for celebration.

On the other side, Su Xinghe, after a brief moment of stunned silence, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and only after confirming that the traitor Ding Chunqiu was really dead did he realize that Ding Chunqiu was indeed dead.

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha!!"

"Heaven has eyes! Heaven has eyes!!"

"Ding Chunqiu, you've finally met your match! Karma! This is your retribution! Hahahaha!!!"

He laughed until tears streamed down his face, and he could barely breathe.

This laughter wasn't just because the great revenge for their sect had been achieved!

He also vented all the frustration and resentment he had accumulated over the decades due to Ding Chunqiu's persecution!

It was because of Ding Chunqiu that he ambushed his master Wuyazi, causing him to fall off a cliff and become a cripple.

At the same time, he was forced to disband his disciples, forcing them to go their separate ways and live in anonymity, so as to prevent Ding from falling into Chunqiu's clutches.

Now, it's all over!

Tears streamed down Su Xinghe's face as he bowed deeply to Chen Mo, saying, "I am Su Xinghe, on behalf of my teacher and the Xiaoyao Sect, thank you, Master, for ridding this wicked villain!"

"Cleanse my sect of this deep-seated hatred and avenge this grievance!"

"Amitabha."

Chen Mo clasped his hands together and smiled gently, saying, "No need for such formalities, benefactor."

He naturally wouldn't tell Su Xinghe that if it weren't for Ding Laoguai's own suicidal tendencies, he might not have taken his life.

As he spoke, he looked at the remaining dozen or so Xingxiu Sect disciples kneeling on the ground, trembling, and slowly walked over.

When the disciples saw him approaching, they were so frightened that they kept kowtowing.

Chen Mo stopped in front of one of the disciples who seemed fairly clever and patted him on the shoulder.

The disciple shuddered, as if struck by lightning.

His whole body went limp, and he was so frightened that he stammered, "Master, spare me!"

"I...I have never harmed anyone!"

Chen Mo frowned slightly, withdrew his hand, and said calmly, "Amitabha, benefactor, there is no need to panic. This humble monk only wishes to trouble you with a matter."

The disciple was taken aback, then quickly nodded and said, "Master, please give your orders, I will do my utmost!"

"Excuse me, sir, could you please help this humble monk search for the corpse of Old Monster Ding?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "See if you have any secret manuals of the Dissolving Power Technique, and collect them for this humble monk."

Upon hearing this, Su Xinghe was taken aback. "Ah, Master, this..."

He looked slightly puzzled, not quite understanding the meaning behind Chen Mo's actions.

"Don't worry, benefactor."

Chen Mo explained, "This humble monk is doing this to prevent these vicious martial arts techniques from spreading and causing harm to the martial arts world. It is best to keep them safe and handle them properly."

In fact, he was just collecting martial arts techniques; even so-called vicious techniques have martial arts points.

After all, I just gave 9000 martial arts points to that damn system in order to instantly learn "Shifting Stars".

The words were not spoken loudly, but they clearly reached the ears of the crowd that was gradually gathering around.

Upon hearing this, those people all showed expressions of sudden realization.

"As expected of a highly accomplished monk, his thoughts are truly thorough!"

"That's right! The master is absolutely right!"

"If these vicious techniques are allowed to spread, they might create new Star Constellation Monsters who will cause endless harm!"

"The master is compassionate and cares deeply about the safety of the martial arts world; he is truly a role model for us all!"

“That’s right, it’s safest to have the master keep those vicious martial arts techniques safe.”

As they were talking, the disciple scrambled to Ding Chunqiu's body and, despite his fear, began to search his body.

Soon, he touched a hard, small cauldron-shaped object and was overjoyed.

Seeing that no one around them was paying attention to them, the bold get rich while the timid starve!

He steeled his heart and hid the small cauldron in his bosom.

A short while later, the disciple returned, trembling, carrying several dark-colored secret manuals.

He respectfully handed it to Chen Mo, "Master, all the things on that old thief's body are here."

Chen Mo smiled slightly and looked at the disciple, "Benefactor, you're not being honest."

The disciple's heart skipped a beat, but he thought, "If a person dies, the bird flies to the sky; if they don't die, they live for ten thousand years."

He pleaded with a mournful face, "Master, you are wise!"

"Everything is here; I dare not deceive you!"

"hehe!"

Chen Mo sighed softly, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it!"

Before he finished speaking, he lightly raised his right hand and grabbed at the disciple in the air!

A powerful suction force suddenly arose—it was the Dragon-Capturing Technique!

With a whoosh.

A small, ancient-looking cauldron, emitting a faint fragrance, flew out from the disciple's arms and landed steadily in Chen Mo's hand.

It was indeed the Divine Wood King Cauldron!

Chapter 86 Buddha Face and Demonic Heart

The Xingxiu Sect disciple's face turned deathly pale instantly, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Master, spare my life!"

"I know I was wrong! I was bewitched!"

"Spare me, Master!"

Chen Mo simply smiled faintly, said nothing more, and casually struck out with his palm.

The palm strike was gentle, yet it contained an irresistible and immense force.

Bang!

The disciple's pleas for mercy abruptly ceased, and his body flew backward like a broken sack, crashing into a rock, shattering his bones and muscles, and killing him instantly!

Wow!

The crowd erupted in an uproar!

This master is truly decisive and ruthless in his actions, without any hesitation or delay!

He killed without hesitation, showing none of the pedantry or compassion of ordinary monks.

However, considering the usual behavior of the Xingxiu Sect disciples, no one felt it was inappropriate; on the contrary, they felt it was justified.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired a first-class martial art—"Corpse Rot Technique," and gained 2500 martial arts points!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired a first-class martial art—"Bone-Melting Palm," and gained 3000 martial arts points!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired the ultimate martial art, "Dissolving Power Technique," and gained 5000 martial arts points!]

Hearing the notification in his mind, Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly. It was still more satisfying to collect these advanced martial arts techniques.

He put the Divine Wood King Cauldron into his bosom, glanced at the crowd that was gathering around him, and his signature gentle smile reappeared on his face.

"Esteemed benefactors, please make way. This humble monk has some personal matters to attend to."

Upon hearing this, although everyone was curious, they instinctively made way for each other.

Chen Mo remained motionless, but pointed out several times with his right index finger.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Several sharp finger strikes shot out from the air with astonishing speed and perfect accuracy, hitting the crowd.

"what!"

"Uh!"

……

Several short screams rang out almost simultaneously, and three or four people in the crowd fell to the ground.

These people had a charred finger hole between their eyebrows or in their chest, and died instantly!

what? !

This sudden move stunned everyone!

Just moments ago, they were praising Chen Mo for his compassion and emulation as a role model, and then without any warning, he ruthlessly murdered others?!

They all gasped, a chill running from their hearts to the top of their heads.

"How could he suddenly kill someone?!"

"Could it be...could we have misjudged him? This isn't a master at all, but a demon in disguise?!"

"Go back!"

"If we split up and escape, he might not be able to kill us all!"

The crowd retreated like a receding tide, fear etched on everyone's face.

Even Wanwan, sitting on the treetop, watched Chen Mo with great interest, not knowing why he had killed someone.

However, for her, killing doesn't seem to require any reason.