His voice was soft and slow, which was particularly loud in everyone's ears. Even the three boys hiding in the trees outside the hall could hear his words clearly and without missing a word.
The three of them looked at each other and saw the expressions of astonishment and horror on each other's faces. They had seen arbitrary arrogance before, but they never thought that this man was so arrogant and arrogant. He simply didn't take the world seriously. Average inside.
Not to mention the surprise and horror on the faces of the three of them, the expressions of all the monks in the hall suddenly changed when they heard these words.
As soon as Ran Ran's words came out, it was as if a ball of evil fire was lit in everyone's chest. Not only could it not be dispelled, it also burned stronger and stronger, making everyone furious.
Liao Kong, who had always been expressionless and practiced "shut-mouth Zen", suddenly looked deeply at Yi Yi. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to open his mouth, but in the end he still didn't make a sound.
"The madman is seeking death!"
Accompanying Buchi let out an angry shout, and his energy suddenly surged.
As the staff was swung out, the sleeves at the armpits of his hands also rolled up, and the sleeve trains fluttered. The sound of energy breaking through the air filled the entire hall, like a thunder.
Under the force of the staff, the strong wind has blown like the edge of a sword, and the power of this staff is like thousands of overlapping mountains, with a force of ten thousand, and anyone who takes one of its staff will have their muscles and bones shattered.
With a slight flick of the hand, the force of the stick, which was as strong as a thousand mountains stacked on top of each other, was completely lost in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea.
With another random pull, a tugging force comes into being.
Buchi felt that he could not hold the Zen staff, and saw the Zen staff turn into a stream of light and plunge into an Arhat statue on the right. How could he have thought that when he shot out in anger, the blow that was poured into the staff was easily deflected by someone casually flicking it.
He didn't have time to think too much, and just as he was about to retreat backwards, a hand suddenly came down from his heavenly spirit.
Bu Chi's face changed drastically. This palm came too fast, and it was too gentle. It was as light as a breeze, as soft as a touch of moonlight. When encountering such a light, soft, and fast palm, he didn't know how to resist it for a moment. , he could only use his true energy to protect his body and respond to this move.
Clap it with one palm!
With a "bang", the place where the person was standing was torn apart. His feet crushed the stone slabs, but he stood still without moving. Blood overflowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then he collapsed.
He shook his sleeves casually and casually, without any arrogance or humility. He just glanced at everyone calmly and looked at everyone's expressions.
Bu Greed and Don't Fear saw Bu Chi being beaten to death with a palm. The two of them were shocked, horrified, sad and angry. They roared in unison, divided into left and right, and rushed out together.
The short and fat Buwei and the tall and thin Bucai attacked at the same time with their palms and punches.
Although the two of them have not released their palms or punches, there are countless changes in their fists, coupled with the strange and mysterious footwork, the left and right coordination is simply perfect.
When they were about to get close, the two of them finally made a move. They were not greedy and moved their punches from fast to slow, and were not afraid to send their palms from slow to fast. The energy they brought up completely enveloped everything they wanted, and the moves were connected and coordinated without leaving any gaps. .
Don't be afraid of sending your palm first, just raise your hand and point at will.
An extremely sharp force of energy bursts out from the tip of the index finger. As soon as the force of the finger comes out of the fingertip, it is like sword energy and knife force, as fast as lightning, cutting off the body of the incoming person!
With a swipe of a finger in the air, a finger that was faster than the wind and lightning, it hit the target immediately, and then it was withdrawn. Before the palm could be struck, a flower of blood suddenly exploded in the chest.
They were not afraid of screaming and retreating, and their fist strength was not greedy. Although the two of them were separated from the left and the front, the coordination of their moves was not compromised at all.
The strong wind roared, and when Bu Greed was about to deliver his punch, his punches became slower and slower, and his punches became more solid.
He retracts his index finger at will and pushes out his thumb. This finger punch is slower than that one.
This finger is neither sharp nor fast, and the fingering is neither urgent nor slow. However, the fingering method contains a deep sense of Buddhist Zen and a great sense of silence. The thumb leads to the secluded world and is used as a barrier.
Any Tongyou Finger can hold down all weapons in the world with one finger, and resist all martial arts in the world with one finger.
The fists and fingers touched, and the strength of the fist suddenly came back. There was only a "crack" sound with the sound of bones breaking, and Bu Tan flew out.
By the time he fell to the ground, his arm was already torn to pieces by his own fist!
Not afraid of having his heart channel cut off with one finger, Ling Kong was healing his wounds at this time, and Bu Tan also lost one of his arms. As the leader of the four Dharma protectors, Bu Ai never thought that this would happen today. thing.
He looked at Anyan and felt that this person's martial arts was so high and powerful that he might have reached a state that he could hardly imagine. Even the three great masters were definitely no match for him.
Buhu shouted wildly: "All disciples, follow me to succumb to the devil."
After shouting in unison, more than a dozen monks exhaled and raised their voices at the same time, and threw out their copper sticks.
The monks in Jing Nian Monastery are all highly skilled in martial arts. Throwing these ten copper sticks seemed like an all-encompassing net woven together.
However, no matter how powerful the dragnet is, it is not as good as a random palm. It is a palm that shows the subtle changes of heaven and earth and penetrates the realm of gods and demons.
Pressing the palm of his hand against the void, the energy of heaven and earth was shaken. The thrown copper sticks flew away and broke in an instant before they could reach him. More than a dozen monks also flew sideways and backwards like the copper sticks.
They are flying like fallen leaves, losing their vitality like fallen leaves.
If he was not angry before this palm and still had the will to fight, then after this palm, he felt an unprecedented fear.
Those who have never truly faced him will never know how terrifying he is.
Walking leisurely at will, every step brings great fear to the monks.
"Please also ask the donor to stop."
A soft voice came, and Rakong, who practiced "shut-mouth Zen", finally spoke.
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "Ren said that no one in the world can say 'no' to me."
With a sad face on his face, Liao Kong clasped his hands together and said, "If the benefactor wants to harmonize with the jade, I, Jing Nian Chanyuan, am willing to hand it over to the benefactor. I only hope that the benefactor can stop killing evil, Amitabha."
Ranran laughed. Although he stopped, he still shook his head.
Seeing that he was still shaking his head, all the monks were horrified. Liao Kong also said with a horrified look on his face: "Why is this? Isn't the purpose of the donor's trip for the Heshi Bi?"
Ran Ran said slowly: "I asked you to hand over the He's Bi earlier because I didn't want to kill all the monks in your temple and then search for it myself in the temple. In fact, whether you hand over the He's Bi or not, Ren They will definitely destroy your temple."
All the monks were shocked!
Not angry and trembling, he said: "What kind of grudge does Ren...donor Ren have against our temple? Why...why does he want to kill my temple gate?"
Ranyi said calmly: "I have no grudges with you, but when I see you, I feel unhappy, so you deserve to die."
Hearing this, Bu was not only shocked and angry, but also horrified. His eyes were fixed on Ran, but he couldn't say a word. The person in front of me is actually the greatest demon in the world. Compared with those demon disciples, he is a hundred times a thousand times stronger.
Liao Kong said in a deep voice: "Does the donor have to do this?"
Random chuckled and said: "Since I first entered the world, I have never met anyone who can resist me, so no matter what Ren does, others can only let it go and endure it."
