Ma Fuxiang put his left hand behind his back, pinched the rosary hanging in front of his chest with his right hand, and stared at the tiger's eyes. "Amitabha, why don't you dare to break into my Guanyin Temple at night and offend the Bodhisattva? Now that you're here, why don't you show up? ”

Outside the temple, there is flying sand and stones, and the wind is strong. A figure hidden in the darkness swayed from the outside, stood in front of the temple gate and looked inside, without saying a word. His eyes and face were covered with a puff of black smoke, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, don't come out and be embarrassed if it's not the body!" Ma Fuxiang pinched off a rosary from his neck and beat it out with strong internal strength. The rosary shot out of his hand, and the strength was like a bullet, and he couldn't dodge it. The lightning time had already hit the figure in front of him.

Suddenly, the rosary went straight through the body of the thing and hit an old walnut tree outside the door, and it was empty...... The man's illusory shadow vanished. Sure enough, it's not the body!

"What's special, there's a hard stubble, good, the old monk likes hard stubble, but don't be like the noon play today, it's not resistant at all." In fact, people's courage is not divided into big and small, people with ability have big courage bullets, and if they don't have ability, they are naturally afraid of things, and their skills are so big that Ma Fuxiang is like this, that is not afraid of heaven and earth, and they are not afraid of people, and they are killed when they meet ghosts! What about the King of Evil? is not flesh and blood, in Ma Fuxiang's eyes, there is no boundary between life and death, as long as you are looking for trouble, that is to do! When you have no room to fight back, when will you stop.

Generally, we often see in film and television dramas that those high-ranking monks in famous ancient temples will have the ability to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Ma Fuxiang's small Guanyin Temple is not a famous ancient temple, that is, a history of one or two hundred years, as for the incense, only he himself has been worshipping the Bodhisattva for so many years, and it has long been ineffective. He doesn't know any occult arts, and he doesn't have a golden dot technique like Tong Sixi, but ordinary demons and monsters touch him, it's like they have met Zhong Kui. He is countering violence with violence, relying on a righteous spirit and unparalleled hard kung fu in the world!

"Hide! The old monk will continue to hide again! Where else can you hide? "For Ma Fuxiang, the best defense is to attack, no matter whether the opponent is a human or a ghost, a demon or a fairy, anyway, if you touch yourself, you have to die!

He let out a loud shout, and the angry shout was mixed with his strong internal strength, and the echo bounced back and forth in the valley, and the leaves of the great trees in the mountains and fields fell one after another. Ma Chengfeng took a look, ouch my mother, no wonder the windows of this small temple are not glass, if the bulletproof glass is shattered by his internal force! He only felt that his eardrums were shaken and painful, and when he reached out and touched it, there was already blood flowing from his ear, but fortunately it did not penetrate the eardrum. is such a 10,000-strong enemy, no wonder the dead ghost grandfather asked him to learn kung fu from Ma Fuxiang! If he can really learn a trick and a half from this old man, then he will gallop in the future, let alone be unparalleled, I am afraid that even Nalan Hong will not be his opponent.

His lion's roar really pulled out the mountains and rivers, forming a strong air flow in the air, and the air flow sprayed out towards the outside of the temple, and the grass and trees in the mountains were scraped off the branches and leaves. I saw that a bush outside the temple was blown away by this, and there were really two people hiding in the bushes, and when these two people saw that their hiding place was exposed, they immediately rushed towards the temple with a fierce light. However, none of these two guys were sacrificed by Mili.

These two guys were wet all over, with a watery smell on their bodies, just like the beautiful corpse of Wang yesterday, their bodies were swollen and white from being soaked in water. They stared, their eyes glazed, and they walked like puppets, and every movement was very uncoordinated, even stranger than the big zongzi that Ma Chengfeng and they once encountered in the ancient tomb.

"His grandmother's, it's you monsters in the water who came out to harm people, hum, it's good to come, lest the old monk go to the reservoir to fish you again!" Ma Fuxiang clenched his iron fist and rushed forward. Just blocked these two underwater monsters at the entrance of the temple, the old man didn't wait for these two guys to resist, opened his big hand, choked their throats, and then lifted them up suddenly, and actually pulled the two heads out of the neck cavity alive.

This murderous killing technique is just like the legend, this force is used just right, it is a skill, the requirements for internal cultivation are extremely high, ordinary people have a brute force with a little exercise, but brute force can only lift people up, but can not pull the head out of the neck cavity.

It's so bloody, where is this monk! The old man kicked out the two heads like leather balls, and then rubbed a handful of slimy blood on his face, and shouted at the sky: "Who else?" Who else? Come out! "Just this old man, not to mention that he has been in the temple for decades, even if you let him chant the Buddha for a thousand years, I'm afraid it still won't change his killing nature.

Ma Chengfeng looked through the door, and everyone who watched was frightened. It's really rare for someone to kill him so bloody, isn't this a demon in hell!

"Haha...... Little bunny, don't hide, are you still playing cat and mouse with me here? Don't you look at who Lao Tzu is? Ma Fuxiang roared angrily, and the momentum was like a tiger descending from a mountain.

He opened his big hand and summoned a strong true qi from the dantian to condense in the palm of his hand, and in an instant, all the rubble and gravel on this small temple were absorbed by his strong internal strength.

"Ah!!!h With a miserable howl, the thief who was hiding in the tree outside the temple and was holding the trunk of the tree just now was sucked in and fell heavily into the temple. Ma Fuxiang stepped on his head and asked angrily, "Say, who taught you this evil art?" ”

"Senior...... Seniors spare their lives! The little one knows that he is wrong, the little one doesn't dare anymore, and the little one will leave immediately! If you don't come to the reservoir again, please let me go. The man was lying on the ground, just carrying a bright son, and Ma Chengfeng couldn't see his face clearly from this angle, but he felt that his speech and movement sounded a little familiar.

"Lao Tzu asked you, are you deaf? Or stupid? I ask you, who is the master? Can I teach you all kinds of sorcery? Ma Fuxiang grabbed him by the collar and shouted. It's as easy as stepping on an ant to kill him, but his evil art is a little weird, Ma Fuxiang has been in the rivers and lakes for half a lifetime, and he has never seen such an evil art. This guy would rather use evil magic to control the corpse in the water at a young age, if he is allowed to go on like this, then what is it?

(End of chapter)