Chapter 278: Black gun

Confucius looked at the fiery Confucian and Legalists, and hurriedly rushed to Huaxia University, and Li Wei followed them up.

However, some non-three-educational Wanjielou passengers, some complicated look at some Confucian masters and legal masters on the screen.

They don't know how to face the celebrities who were originally in their minds.

Just like Yue Buqun, these martial arts people, before entering Wanjielou, are respectful and respectful to the hundred sages of Mencius, Shangyu and Han Feizi.

However, after entering the Wanjie Building, the strength is stronger and it is easier to get the respect of others.

But Confucius, Laozi, Guiguzi, the strength is not very strong.

Compared with these people who came in early, Yue Buqun still has some gaps.

Let them feel very contradictory about the attitudes of these hundred sages.

At this time, the true monk is also uneasy in the heart. Behind him, there are about twenty monks of Shaolin Temple, but they are all young monks.

Some older monks were deliberately escaped by him.

The young monk is so flickering, but the old monks who are old are not old traitors, the city is extremely deep, and the true monks are not sure to encourage them.

A small monk who can come to Wanjie to travel, each identity is extraordinary.

They are not the first pro-disciples of the Shaolin Temple, but the pro-disciples of the Shaolin Temple abbot.

The Shaolin Temple disciples, who seem to be more ordinary and weak, explain their background and become more and more profound.

"It's them, I am going to talk to them." The true monk looked solemn and pointed to a few Confucian disciples in the war.

The other young monks of Shaolin Temple agree with each other, and the master of Yuanzhen is really sorghum.

Being beaten like that, you can still be awesome and benevolent.

However, the little monk of the Shaozheng monk Shaolin Temple has already been angered by the heart of the true monk, and he did not hesitate to rush into the fighting crowd and beat the disciples of Confucianism.

When several young monks entered the war zone, they were beaten by the head.

The characteristics of the bald head are too obvious, and there is no need to worry about the wrong person.

Moreover, the disciples of the hundred disciples did not even think about the Shaolin Temple monks, and even faintly rejected.

The true monk was sorrowful and angry, and rushed into the war zone, but his heart was happy.

Now the master of the Legalist family, and then go to the complaint, I am afraid that the sorghum of Shaolin Temple, no one believes.

The true monk does not change hands at all, and the appearance of a Confucian disciple and a legal disciple.

Other hesitant monks, who looked at the little monk and the true monk who was beaten, also rushed into the battle zone.

Confucian and legalists have also played a few hands.

Because the relationship between the two sides has already passed away with the years, you have me, I have you.

The most fierce of the two sides played is the pro-disciple of Mencius and Xunzi.

But the monks of the Shaolin Temple are different.

Both supporters of sexual goodness and supporters of sexual evil do not know which side Shaolin Temple supports.

The young monks of Shaolin Temple did not see who the true monk meant.

Seeing someone attacking them, these little monks are going back.

As a result, both the supporters of sexual goodness and the supporters of sexual evils have gone to the monks around them.

Soon, a small monk, the nose and face were swollen, and even a few faces were stamped.

Some monks who watched through the big screen suddenly became angry.

"Is that the incisor was knocked out, isn't the aunt's favorite little disciple?"

"There are three shoe prints on that face, isn't it the first voice of Damo Hall?"

"The one that was beaten on the head was not the first seat of the precepts, not the son before the monk?"

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One of the Shaolin Temple sorghum, rushing toward Huaxia University.

Both the abbot and the first are the real powers of Shaolin Temple.

If you find yourself seeing and not saving, they may not be able to live their own lives in the future.

Confucius, who was rushing to Huaxia University, was in a hurry. This is no contradiction within Confucianism.

There are already legalists and Buddhism, and two powerful forces have fought with Confucianism.

Coupled with Confucian internal contradictions, Confucius felt a big head.

"The four ancestors of Buddhism were beaten!"

Zhou Yang stood outside the crowd and looked at the taste.

These Confucian and Legalist disciples, in addition to attacking the other side of the debate, hit the bald head as soon as they saw it.

The head of the four ancestors is not high, and it has a public face and wants to stop fighting.

As a result, a Confucian disciple who was labeled as a panda eye by a Buddhist disciple, stumbled into a bald head in front of him, and held the bald head of the four ancestors, and slammed it.

Looking at the ancestors of the four ancestors, they were so miserable. Some monks who admire the Dharma’s high spirits can no longer calm down and fall into the inside.

"Everyone is quiet, there is something to discuss, no matter what point of view, we should seek common ground while reserving differences..." Confucius was a little breathless, stopped outside the room, sighed and said loudly.

Fortunately, now the situation, but also control.

But if the words have not been finished, the two Shaolin monks who were beaten are under pressure.

Nima! Nima! Nima! ·······

Some Confucius disciples were found by the Shaolin monks and the Confucius under their body. They suddenly became angry.

The Xuanci abbot who is coming out of the supermarket, holding a few crystal jade Buddhas with a smile on his face, can be used as the treasure of the town temple of Shaolin Temple.

"boom!"

Several Confucian disciples whispered silently and swooped toward the Xuanci abbot, pressing the Xuanci abbot underneath.

As a heavyweight of the Shaolin Temple, the sweeping mantle was chased by dozens of Confucian disciples.

Sweeping the ground and relying on the powerful work, finally defeated all Confucian disciples.

Zhuangzi and Yuan Tianyi are enjoying a cup of Pu'er tea, looking at the screen leisurely, Confucianism, Legalism and Shaolin Temple.

"It's wonderful!" Yuan Tianyi resisted the smile, especially when he saw that Confucius was under the pressure of several young monks from Shaolin Temple.

Zhuangzi shook his head.

"Hey!"

Zhuangzi did not react, and was kicked to the ground.

"It’s these scholars, playing the abbot of Shaolin Temple and playing for me.
The first of the Dharma Temple in Shaolin Temple, quietly lurking behind Zhuangzi, kicked him to the ground, and shouted at Shaolin Temple behind him. Said.

"Call people! Call people! Quickly call people!" Zhuangzi only uttered a scream of screaming, and was surrounded by the monks of Shaolin Temple.

On the side of Yuan Tianyi looked at the miserable Zhuangzi and quickly pulled out a signal flare from his arms and radiated it into the sky.

However, in a minute, there were dozens of Taoist rushers, some flying in the air, some flying in the sword, and some people leaping on the building and coming quickly.

In a short while, a dozen Shaolin Temple monks will be surrounded.

"Save Zhuangzi!" Yuan Tianyi, who was surrounded by three people, pointed to Zhuangzi who was the first to be beaten.

The clothes on Zhuangzi are quite casual, and they are similar to the Confucian robes. They are the targets of the Shaolin Temple monks.

Other Taoist rumors, a look of shock, Zhuangzi is the second-in-command of Taoism.

Even their second-handers dared to fight, and each of them looked angry at the Shaolin Temple’s monk.

"Hey! Give me a beating! It’s the Dongshi who played the monk with the practice." A Confucian disciple took from the back and took to the ground. These insidious monks even stepped on Dong Zhongshu’s face. footprint.

After the fight, I found that it was a bit wrong. Although the clothes were a bit like, it seems that the Indian monks are short hair and not white.

"It’s all beaten, it’s unlucky!
The Confucian disciple shook his head and didn’t even see him being hit by a kick.

"Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!······ Are you okay?" The two disciples of shivered and saw a group of Confucian disciples walking before they dared to climb from the ground.

Looking at the two front teeth that fell on the ground ~EbookFREE.me~ These scholars are too embarrassed. When they go back, they will let the church send the cross to the army to destroy the scholars.

Zhou Yang did not stop these big wars. As long as they don't kill people, they love how to fight, so how to fight.

However, the scope of the spread is somewhat beyond what Zhou Yang expected.

From the end of the Confucian infighting, gradually spread, the scope is growing,

From the French to the Buddhism, to the Taoism, and even the Yue Buqun wearing the Confucian gown, they were all taught by the black hand.

The war lasted for two hours. Under the protection of the disciples of the various factions, the heads of hundreds of people who were seriously injured were rushed to the hotels where they lived.

Everyone looked nervously around, afraid of which corner, came out with a black gun.



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