readx;?“ Hey, the snake trickster over there, you must leave with your dog legs and snake within ten breaths, otherwise, you will be buried in this ancient temple!"

The little monk Mingyuan waved his hand, as if he was driving away flies, and seeing that Sha Wuchen and the others were red, they couldn't wait to tear this bold bald monk to pieces. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Sand Cave Snake Gate is famous all over the world, and He has been mixed with the snake troupe, which is simply the biggest insult to them.

"Bald and daring! Deceive people too much, kill him!"

Sha Wuchen waved his hand, and those recovered elite Arhat Emperors pulled their strong bows towards the archers, shooting sharp bows and arrows directly, and the piercing sound of breaking the air made Zhang Bailian and the Round Wheel Dharma King's hearts flutter.

The arrows in the sky rushed over, Mingyuan's little monk's eyes shrank, he snorted coldly, flicked the wide monk's robe, and with a light tap of his fingertips, dozens of golden true air streams burst out.

Table tennis...

There was a chaotic sound of metal striking, and all the stray arrows fell, and all the arrows shattered.

Nine super first-class masters!

Sha Wuchen and the others looked at each other in shock, their faces turned pale, they didn't expect that in addition to Zhang Bailian stepping into the ranks of the top nine super-first-class masters, the little monk who stayed in this broken temple turned out to be a big man.

But among the Buddhists, when did the younger generation of monks appear such a transcendent celestial pride? They had never heard of it!

Even the moment Zhang Bailian and the Round Wheel Dharma King saw the manifestation of the golden true qi, the corners of their eyes twitched, and their faces trembled.

"Don't you want to leave, in that case, then stay!"

The little monk Mingyuan spoke indifferently, because the good mood of accepting the first apprentice was also destroyed by these people, and the murderous intent in his eyes became rich.

In the ancient country of China, as the inheritor of the 'precept Buddha', many wealthy families, even those in charge of the state apparatus, did not dare to take a breath when they saw him.

No family dared to ignore the warning he issued, and Sha Wuchen and the others invisibly committed the taboo of the little monk Mingyuan.

The little monk's dark golden monk's robe shook, and the whole person disappeared in an instant, and when Sha Wuchen and the others came back to their senses, they found that Mingyuan had reached the top of their heads.

"Seventy-two Techniques of Mighty Vajra Palm!"

In an instant, the right hand of the little monk Mingyuan was glowing with golden light, as if it was coated with a layer of golden sand, and the fiery aura was mixed with the divine brilliance of the Buddhist gate, which made the dozen or so archers below breathless.

"Ahh

The one who had never spoken among the three serpent gate envoys suddenly burst out, his breath soared, and the dark green snake brush wrapped around his neck flew out, pointing straight into the distance.

"It's not good, it's a green-eyed viper, little monk be careful!"

Zhang Bailian in the distance shouted in a low voice, wanting to remind the little monk Mingyuan to pay attention to this highly poisonous thing that can reach the list of ten thousand poisons.

With a cold snort, the face of the little monk of Mingyuan showed a trace of disdain, and the strong Vajra palm was smelted by him, and even the first seat of the Discipline Academy was amazed by his palm technique.

Click!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the green-eyed viper was instantly beaten into a ball of meat sauce when it encountered the golden palm shadow, and all the dark green poison was melted by the golden light.

The shadow of the palm was castrated, and the majestic force slapped directly on the body of the envoy of Shamen, and in an instant, the opponent's bones were broken, the eye sockets were bulging, the blood was flying, and the palm shadow and the flesh collided like a giant beast, and the impact caused by it swept in all directions.

The falling black shadow smashed into the archer's camp, directly sweeping through six or seven people, the wails were endless, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, many of the strong people present were terrified.

The Shamen envoy who smashed on the ground was dumbfounded, his blood-colored eyes looked at the sky, there was a big hole in his chest, and most of his internal organs were smashed into minced meat.

The power of the little monk's palm actually killed a quasi-first-class master on the seventh grade, and even with the residual palm strength, he also abolished seven or eight archers, all of whom had broken bones, and they couldn't live anymore.

Sha Wuchen and the other messenger had dull faces, is this monk a human or a ghost?

Not only did he kill one of them in an instant, but the residual aftermath of one palm could actually kill six elite archers, and the means could be regarded as inhuman.

This is definitely the combat power of a super-first-class top master, not only under the ninth grade, but also very likely to be a strong existence at the peak of the ninth grade, even if it is compared with the existence of the top five on the list, it is not much weaker.

In the distance, Lao Changtou, Zhang Bailian and the others all snorted their teeth and shivered.

Especially the Round Wheel Dharma King, he swallowed and looked at a mouthful of saliva, and his heart was full of suspicions, this little monk's murderous nature is too heavy, right?

As we all know, except for the wild fox Zen in the wilderness, Buddhist disciples are not influenced by orthodox Buddhism, and only blindly pursue the improvement of strength and true qi, they generally feel the influence of Buddhism and do not kill easily.

Whether it is the Buddhist monks of dozens of countries in the Central Plains such as the Great Qianguo and the Windfall Kingdom, or the monks of the Dali and Luohan dynasties in the Western Regions, unless it is necessary, they will generally not directly kill them.

Like the little monk Mingyuan, it is absolutely rare to kill the opponent in the most tragic way at every turn, especially when the other party is only twenty-eight years old, and his strength is so terrifying, what kind of old monster can train such a demon?

Zhang Bailian's eyes shrank into pins, and the wine gourd in his hand kept shaking, and he could vaguely see a lingering horror on his face.

At the moment just now, he actually felt a kind of temperament from the body of the little monk of Mingyuan, a kind of peerless elegance that only an invincible great master like his master Hong Jiugong had.

"The deity said, if you don't want to leave, then die here!"

The little monk of Mingyuan kicked on the ground with his feet, and the whole person was like a galloping tiger, choosing people to devour.

The sharp fists and feet moved like thunder, and the fierce fists that opened and closed easily emitted a sharp fist wind, and the piercing air friction sound made Sha Wuchen's liver and gall crack.

Bang!

Although his hands were crossed and he used the power of a short dagger to block the protection, when Mingyuan's little monk's right fist slammed over, Sha Wuchen's whole person was still directly shocked like a broken sandbag.

The manic and tyrannical mighty King Kong palm carries the power of thousands of catties like a mad bull, which can be matched by extraordinary human power.

Under the flash of golden light, Sha Wuchen's arms were broken, the periosteum was shattered, and the whole person screamed, knocking down the courtyard wall and rolling up half of the smoke and dust.

Another messenger of the Snake Gate wanted to escape, but what greeted him was a powerful qi that flew out from his fingertips, and in an instant, the back of the head of the messenger of the Sand Gate was directly pierced by the golden light true qi, and the white brain splattered.

After just running forward for seven or eight meters, the dead corpse finally lost power, and one fell to the ground, convulsed a few times and stopped moving.

"As for you, leave Fengshan Town, see you again, and there will be no forgiveness!"

The little monk Mingyuan turned around, folded his hands, and walked straight towards the stunned little nun, at this time, it would damage his tall image as a master.

The remnants of seven or eight Arhat archers fled with rolling and crawling, and when they left, they carried away Sha Wuchen, a disciple of the inner sect of the Snake Gate who had lost their arms and was full of anger, in the corner of the wall.

"Finally, I was able to leave with peace of mind..."

Poof!

The old monk Yuanlun Dharma lost the support of his will, and collapsed directly to the ground, and his repeated escape and serious injuries almost drained his spirit, and it was a miracle that he could support it for more than three months.

The little nun Lu Zhaoyi cried and pounced on the old monk, if it weren't for the Round Wheel Dharma King to protect her in the past two years, she would have been secretly spied on the inheritance of the Yasukuni Princess, and there would be no scum left.

Although the emperor of the Great Qianguo ordered the death of the Duke of Yasukuni Lu Ting, he still retained the title of Duke of the Lu family, and the huge family property and countless farms and mansions, the court unexpectedly did not move half a point.

The emperor's will is not very clear, most of the princes who covet the wealth of the state government did not do it, after all, Lu Ting's power was not small, and because Zhang Bailian had a lot of relationship with Lu Ting.

The identity of the disciple of the 'divine beggar' Hong Jiugong is still quite open in the Great Qianguo, but it is a pity that a few years ago, the bloodline of the entire Lu family was washed in blood, leaving only the only Lu Zhaoyi to escape.

In the past two years, the Round Wheel Dharma King secretly disguised Lu Zhaoyi as a little monk, avoiding a lot of eyes and ears, but he didn't expect that what the Lu family controlled back then was to attract the attention of the Sand Cave Snake Gate and the Huitian Sect.

At the age of 70, he became a monk at the age of six, and laid the foundation of martial arts at the age of 29.

Since then, he has joined the Huitian Sect, the state religion of the Western Regions Borneo, and his status has risen again and again, until he has become the head of the seven great Dharma kings of the Huitian Sect.

Shi Pina is already a strong man who has stepped into the realm of grandmasters, one person can be compared to an elite army of a thousand people, an absolute enemy of a thousand people, if he wants to assassinate anyone, even the emperor will have a headache.

It's a pity that the Kuiyuan Deputy Sect Master of the Snake Gate and the second Pope of the Huitian Sect, Nan Tianwu, are also grandmaster-level figures, and the Grandmaster powerhouse at the peak of the Ten Grades joined forces to abolish the Round Wheel Dharma King.

Although it is not clear what they are plotting, the Round Wheel Dharma King can be sure that it is definitely related to the same mysterious object held by the Yasukuni Duke Lu Ting.

That thing may be the fuse of the Yasukuni Mansion and the battle of Yanshan at the beginning, and now the only person in the Guogong Mansion who knows the whereabouts of that thing is probably only Lu Zhaoyi, the granddaughter of the Yasukuni Mansion.

'Divine Ghost Feet' Zhang Bailian quickly checked the whole body of the Round Wheel Dharma King, his brows were furrowed together, the Round Wheel Dharma King was almost out of oil, and his body was very dilapidated, I really don't know if the people who cultivate the Buddha are all this kind of iron will.

The little nun Lu Zhaoyi cried into tears, and out of instinct, she begged her master to save the Wheel Dharma King.

The little monk Mingyuan sighed, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the meridians of the Dharma King, feeling the residual true qi in the body of the Dharma King, and his expression was stunned and surprised.

"It turned out to be "Golden Boy Gong", old monk, who taught you this kung fu?"

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