Chapter 130: Longxiangfa Temple, the evil monk Huiguo

Afterglow of the setting sun, the Snake Mountain descends through the clouds.
Among the cottages of the Snake King Mountain, amidst the corpse mountains and blood, the handsome young monk with a quiet and dusty smile looked at the burly middle-aged man kneeling before him:
"Door, do you understand?"
The tall and burly middle-aged man shed his hair, was covered with blood, his legs were folded back, and he was almost ninety degrees with his body.
"Shen Ziping"
Luan Qisheng's eyes flashed, and he recognized the man, the leader of the snake thief, Shen Ziping.
The young monk was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with red lips and white teeth like a crown jade. Although he didn't have a trace of hair, he was pretty handsome.
Suddenly, it is much stronger than Dongmenruo and Zhao Yanyan.
I must be a master who has condensed the seeds of Qi, not far from condensing Qi pulse.
Even, it has not been known that he has embarked on the path of condensing Qi pulse.
"Hui, Huiguo"
The faces of Dongmen Ruo and Zhao Yanyan also changed. Looking at the little monk, he seemed to see a ghost.
Suddenly, Zhao Yanyan had two more transparent broken swords in his hands, and the shaking of the sword behind Dongmen Ruo bounced, and he was held in the palm of his hand.
As if near the enemy!
"Haha, haha!"
子 Shen Ziping trembled with pain, his face was cold and sweaty, and when he heard the monk asking a question, he trembled and laughed wildly:
"Go? Go? Bald donkey, Lao Tzu realizes your mother !!! You kill if you want to kill, if your frown is raised by your grandpa!"
"Oh, the donor still doesn't understand."
Xiao Xiaomon shook his head and was very disappointed:
"This autumn, September 15th, the little monk came from Qingzhou, crossed the Huayan Mountains, and there were many bandits along the way, but the little monk never acted anonymously. You know, why should the little monk go to the snake king mountain?"
"Why ?!"
Shen Ziping raised his head, and his eyes were extremely resentful under the messed-up hair:
"In the Huayan Mountains, there are dozens of giant Koushan bandits, why do you keep an eye on my Snake King Mountain ?!"
"You have many evildoings, you have crippled business travel, you have poisoned your hometown, and you have a good day, it has nothing to do with it."
The young monk sighed and looked at Shen Ziping with a serious face:
"For you, kill the little monk's donkey."
Donkey?
驴 A donkey? !!
Shen Ziping was stunned.
言 Zhao Yanyan and Dongmen Ruo were also stunned.
I was An Qisheng, and I couldn't help it.
"For a donkey? For a donkey, you killed my two hundred brothers in Snake King Mountain ?!"
Shen Ziping shook his body, and a blood spurted out:
"You beast!"
"Yeah, that was bought by the little monk for half a couple of dollars in Qingzhou. A half-large flower donkey has been used for thousands of years. In all dynasties, there is only this little flower donkey."
There was a gloom on Monk's face:
"You have two hundred brothers, but the little monk, I have only one donkey"
"For a donkey you hypocritical bald donkey!"
Shen Ziping coughs up blood, and is almost crazy:
"Lao Tzu, I will never let you go!"
"The donor was wrong, it was a half-large, black-backed, white-bellied little donkey."
Xiao Xiao monk responded seriously.
Then he stretched out his palm and gently stroked Shen Ziping's head.
The afterglow of the setting sun flashed over his white, jade-like palm.
Immediately,
Huh!
There was a muffled sound, and Shen Ziping's insane scream was shot into his chest along with his skull.
Warm and tender, fiercely spicy.
The slender fingers like a jade erased a drop of red blood on the cheek, and the little monk raised his head with a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze:
"Little monk Huiguo, several donors are polite."
Facing the kind smile of the monk, Zhao Yanyan, Dong Menruo's face became more ugly:
"Longxiangfa Temple, evil monk Huiguo"
Zhao Yanyan has a solemn expression and archery:
"Bai Yue Zhuang Zhao Yanyan, the master is polite."
"It really is him"
Luan Qisheng was slightly aware, and a lot of information emerged in her heart.
Twenty-seven years ago, the Dragon Elephant Temple was destroyed in the hands of the masters, and the elites in the temple were completely lost and the inheritance was almost broken.
The reason why Xi said almost is because the dragon elephant temple still has alive.
He is the ancestor of the evil monk Huiguo.
The ancestor of the evil monk Huiguo was cast out in front of the door 700 years ago, but due to coincidence, it became the last inheritance of the Longxiang Fa Temple.
However, although he became an authentic dragon elephant temple, he did not care about the vast dragon elephant temple.
Holding him in his hands, the Dragon Elephant Temple became a true single pass.
Twenty-nine years have passed, and the descendants of the Dragon Elephant Temple have only one division and one apprentice.
"It seems that some donors have misunderstood the little monk."
Wu Huiguo's eyes darkened, and she slowly got up.
Under his monk's robe, a piece of blood was almost soaked with blood, but as he got up, the large amount of blood shattered into a few blood drops and rolled down automatically.
His voice has not yet fallen, and his moon white monk robe is spotless.
With the solemnity of the little monk's treasure, I have to say that the style is excellent.
"Misunderstanding?"
If Dongmen's mouth twitched, he could barely smile:
"Dong Menruo of Jishen Sect, met Master Huiguo"
When I heard this person in the past, he wondered why he was called an evil monk, but when he saw this as a donkey for a donkey, he also knew that he had only the wrong name and no wrong nickname.
"The donor probably thinks that in order to act for the heavens and to protect the people who killed these donors in the countryside, you are righteous, and the young monk killing them for the donkey is evil and paradox?"
Tong Huiguo folded her hands, her eyes were clear:
"Yes or no?"
"Master Huiguo joked."
If Dong Dongmen smiled a little reluctantly: "The master killed the people. In the past, the nearby villagers will be grateful to Dade, and I will also be sincere and convincing."
不 "No, the little monk is just for the donkey."
Qi Huiguo shook her head, and then her eyes fell on An Qisheng:
"What is this donor called?"
Tong Huiguo's clear eyes reflected An Qisheng's shadow.
There was a hint of curiosity in his heart.
The man with a spear, under his burly and majestic body, did not leak any air, and the whole person was like a cobblestone washed away by rivers for countless years.
Only because of this kung fu kung fu, I do not know where he is higher than the two next to him.
Luan Qisheng looked calm, with a gun in his hand:
"Xia An Qisheng, the little master is polite."
"An Qisheng"
Wu Huiguo said something for a while, and thought for a while, then asked:
"Have you seen this donor, the little monk and you?"
"Why is this master Huiguo saying this?"
Luan Qisheng moved in his heart and replied calmly.
He who had dreamed of Tieshan knew that the decline of the Dragon Elephant Temple originated from the soul-grassing master hundreds of years ago. Could there be any other means by which they could sense that the sky was not successful?
"The little monk always feels that the donor is somewhat familiar"
Tong Huiguo folded her hands and smiled a little:
"Maybe the little monk admits it wrong."
Laughing laughter is still echoing.
Amidst the filth of the sky, the moon-white monk's robe was already moving.
Step out!
Boom!
Suddenly there seems to be a thunderous thunder in the cottage.
The earth shook, the cottage shook, and a corpse was scattered like sand and scattered around.
I just stepped out in one step. Between the screams of anger, the sound of internal force swelled like a river, and the little monk's body swelled with the naked eye like a balloon blowing in this step.
Ang ~
Howl ~
I have a dragon chant, if there is a hiss!
There seemed to be golden light flashing under the white monk's robe, and the whole person had changed a lot.
Under the bulging monk's robe, the burly body is filled with several horrifying forces that are about to explode. Its bare hands, legs, and neck are full of muscles like dragons!
Suddenly, more than ten feet of distance flew by, and the hurricane air smashed the fence of the cottage.
Its steps, like a mountain displacement, like a dragon turning over, give people an unparalleled sense of anger!
"Dragon Elephant King Kong!"
言 Zhao Yanyan and Dongmen Ruo face changed at the same time, looking at Huiguo's eyes seemed to see something incredible beast.
Boom!
The next moment, under the turbulent air, the two seemed to have no resistance, but in fact they resigned and flew out of the wind a few feet away.
I looked up.
I saw one palm raised.
I was once pale, but golden, like golden iron pouring, and the five fingerprints almost disappeared.
I took a palm shot and almost blew the air.
With a series of explosive sounds, suddenly, wrapped in 挟 billowing air, whipped down towards An Qisheng!
At this moment, under the burly tall and inhuman Huiguo, An Qisheng's figure seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.
"Long Elephant King Kong's fingerprints! You, you have begun to condense Qi pulse!"
If Pan Dongmen was frightened, he actually reminded An Qisheng secretly.
The dragon's fingerprints of the dragon elephant King Kong are the secret martial arts of the Longxiang Fa Temple, which is not special in itself. The special thing is that this martial art can only be practiced by condensing the pulse of the pulse to the palm of your hand!
In other words, that Huiguo has at least condensed the pulse of the dragon elephant King's fingerprints!
"Dragon Elephant King Kong Mudra"
Under the turbulent air current, An Qisheng's cloak had been blown off, his long silver-white hair was tilted back like a waterfall, and his wide coat was hunting.
His eyes were half-dropped ~ EbookFREE.me ~ under the air of Cyclonus.
His body suddenly stood upright, the ground under his feet broke instantly, and dust was raised.
Under the stomping feet, the strength rose from the ground, running through the waist, abdomen, shoulders, and back to the elbows, in the palms of the hands. The iron gun of the second cold iron was already buzzing and shaking. Long.
For a moment, the hidden strength, blood, and internal force erupted like a thin volcano!
Uh ~
In the harsh sound, An Qisheng raised his arms and raised his gun!
Buzzing ~
The puppet's spear rose abruptly, and like a deep ocean, the black dragon raised a thousand-layer wave.
Xun raised a shot, as if the battle flag was erected on the battlefield of endless soldiers, and the soldier pointed at him, facing him.
As if the mountain is rising, piercing the sky, Yuyu clarified!
The airflow visible to the naked eye was penetrated by the spear at once, and then the general sound of the whimpering ghost wolf burst out!
Straight pierce the escaping golden light, stabbing with powerful palms!
With today's An Qisheng's physique, this outbreak is strong enough to pierce the golden iron and blast the wall. Any physical training of kung fu under such a fierce shot must be pierced!
Boom! !!