Chapter 503: Tianzhu Monk

At this time, the crowd was forcibly squeezed out of a way, Li Tan followed the prestige, and saw a group of monks with different appearances and Tang people coming proudly, the head monk was strong and strong, with white hair fluttering, "Peng" said, this person is like a long rainbow through the sun, Yiluo Xuanzheng is in front of him, and said loudly:

"Amitabha, you are the abbot of Shaolin Temple?"

"Not bad," Xuan Zheng said with a frown:

"I wonder what your opinion is?"

The white-haired monk's eyes were blazing, staring at Xuan Zheng and asking:

"Dare to ask if Shaolin was created by Master Tianzhu Dharma. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, Patriarch Bodhidharma has been facing the wall of Shaolin in Songshan for nine years, and has passed down several divine skills, and is naturally one of the founders of Shaolin Temple, and also for..."

"Hehe" the white-haired monk cut off:

"Just admit it!"

After a pause, facing the many martial arts people in the audience, he shouted:

"As we all know, Master Bodhidharma is a Tianzhu person, the poor monk Master Ziguang is also a Tianzhu person, since the Shaolin Temple was founded by the Tianzhu people, the abbot should be served by our Tianzhu people!

When everyone heard this, there was a lot of discussion, and Li Tan also half-closed his eyes, and his heart was dark:

"This is too coincidental, Shaolin Temple holds a martial arts conference, and there are Tianzhu monks making trouble! I'm afraid there will be a good show. ”

Under the eyes of everyone, Xuan Zheng's face did not change, and when he was stunned and stunned in place, Dufa rose up, the sound was like a bell, containing a surging sound, like the roar of a dragon in the angry sea, and the sound waves rolled in an instant, forming a strong hurricane.

"Hmph, today is the martial arts conference, you Tianzhu monks must distinguish the occasion!"

Yin Tianci and Shaolin are good sect leaders, one after another:

"Yes, today is the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference, you group of monks, you have made a special trip to stir up trouble, right?"

"In my opinion, they may have colluded with the Turks..."

As soon as this remark came out, some Shaolin lay disciples who were mixed in the crowd immediately echoed the words:

"Yes, they must be spies sent by the Turks to sabotage our martial arts conference, get out of here!

Li Tan watched the fire from the other side, and sat silently with his chin upright.

Shi Ziguang was furious when he heard this, raised his feet and slammed into the wooden board of the platform, and kicked the rotten wooden board like an arrow at Liu Tiesheng, the leader of the Iron Horse Gang, with amazing strength and strong wind!

Liu Tiesheng hurriedly danced with his palms, and slammed the wooden board with a "peng", smashing the wooden block to pieces!

At the same time, Shi Ziguang coldly caught a glimpse of the sneering crossing method, and shouted:

"How dare you lie to me!"

In the midst of the cheers, he couldn't help but say, and flew towards the crossing method!

But the Shaolin Temple beside the Dharma is the master of the Shaolin Temple, Du Ru, and the first Buddha of the Dharma Hall are not mediocre hands? As soon as the master moved, the two of them had already attacked his left and right at the same time, grabbing his arms!

Watara sneered:

"Hmph, you monk is bewitching the crowd, it seems that you don't know whether you are alive or dead!"

Before the words fell, the volley bounced up diagonally, his body was still in mid-air, his palms were electrified, and his special move was like a deterrent outer path in his palm, and he struck at Shi Ziguang's chest.

"Peng" made a loud noise, and Shizi Guangli was hit by the surging and unparalleled strength of the Dharma Crossing Palm, and his body flew out upside down and fell in front of the group of Tianzhu monks.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, everything happened between lightning and thunder, and Shi Ziguang did not expect the crossing of the law to suddenly become difficult, and as soon as his body settled, he reached out to his chest and said hatefully:

"Despicable villain, dignified and authentic Buddhism, actually made a sneak attack!"

Watara sneered:

"People don't offend me, I don't offend people, if people offend me, I will offend people, you open your mouth to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, hum, Lao Wei is just weighing your catties!"

Wei Dun, said:

"It's not a cat or a dog, you can open your mouth when you pop out!"

"Today, you said that the Shaolin Temple is yours, then you come here!

Shi Ziguang rubbed his chest, his qi and blood were beaten by the palm of the law just now, knowing that his martial arts were world-famous, and it was difficult to succeed this time, so he kept his mouth shut, stood in place and did not leave, it can be seen that he has suffered a secret loss, is unwilling, and waits for an opportunity to retaliate!

Li Tan got up at the right time to speak, today, she wore an apricot red dress, in order to meet the situation, it was a beautiful embroidered peony corset skirt that was enough to be fake, that touch of touching style deep groove, spring color provocative, persuasion:

"Master Dufa, let's do the right thing first, elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, I think it will dominate the sword villa Liu Jingtao, the master of Liu Zhuang!"

Ye Ying, the owner of Tibetan Sword Villa, and Li Tan are in-laws, so they naturally work together and enter and exit together, and they say:

"Yes, the owner of Liu Zhuang is heroic, righteous, and full of Yan Zhao's heroic style, Ye agrees!"

Ye Ying's father, Ye Mengqiu first appeared more than 40 years ago and was also taken care of by Liu Batian, for the vacant position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, it is better to sell face to Liu Jingtao, and it can be regarded as a favor back then.

Hearing this, Dufa said loudly:

"Do you have any other candidate recommendations?"

Yang Yifei, the master of the Changge Gate, interjected at this time:

"Originally, the sword god Tuopa Sinan was the best candidate, with high morality and martial arts..."

"Phew. Yin Tianci suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, interrupting Yang Yifei's words, and everyone moved their eyes to his face. Yin Tianci is neither arrogant nor impatient, neither humble nor arrogant, and talks eloquently:

"Tuopa Sinan is a birdman, although his martial arts are profound, the Jews are too arrogant and arrogant, I am afraid that they are not as good as Liu Jingtao, the owner of Liu Zhuang. ”

Knowing that the villa is known as the best of both swords, and the master of the sword is highly respected, Li Tan is a female stream, even if the swordsmanship is high, he will never push, Ye Ying also showed his attitude to support Liu Jingtao, so he pushed out Tuopi Sinan, and the implication is undoubtedly to look down on people who use knives. At present, Yang Yifei was swept away by Yin Tianci, but he also smiled implicitly and stopped talking.

Everyone also discussed in twos and threes, and the martial arts were superb, and for some reason they were not interested in the master of the martial arts alliance, so they decided:

"Okay, let's let Liu Jingtao of Badao Villa, the owner of Liu Zhuang serve as the leader of the martial arts alliance, this can be regarded as the expectation of everyone!"

"Wait!"

The voice of Fang Xiu, a figure like a rainbow rushed out of the crowd, landed on the stage, standing proudly, it was He Fangyi, who had risen to the left protector of the Ming Sect, he was originally Liu Batian's younger brother, and later failed to compete for the position of the owner of Badao Villa, and took refuge in Lu Weilou.

He Fangyi looked at Liu Jingtao coldly and said:

"He Mou doesn't agree! How can the leader of the martial arts alliance be recommended by you, he should be both civil and military, and the one with the highest martial arts should be the one! This is what everyone expects!"

"Liu Jingtao, if you want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, pass me first!"

Dufa turned around and retreated, let the stage out, put on a posture of watching the play, and carried down the crowd from thousands of miles away.