Chapter 147: The First Evil Monk in Southeast Asia

"Oh my goodness!"
Wu Lin's companions screamed in horror, and the spirits trembled and trembled.
When 啷! When 啷! With a few beeps, all weapons such as daggers and knives were scared to the ground.
They usually do their best in this small county, and fight in groups, bully and bully the common people, but they dare not think about killing more people.
The scene in front of them was completely unexpected.
Raise your hand and smash human heads. This is extremely vicious, isn't there any legal concept?
"Hurry up!"
Tang Jialin was so frightened that she walked into the Mercedes-Benz car with a terrified expression: "Zhao Yuanji, drive quickly!"
Zhao Yuanji, who had been hiding in the car and intended to watch a good show, had already scared away his spirits. When he saw this, he immediately started the car in a hurry, like a quick cheetah, the Mercedes-Benz sent out a low and strong roar and ran out.
"Mengkong, stop them, don't let them call the police!" Kun Tian Ba ​​Song whispered.
Although they are powerful, they are foreigners after all.
If the killing ring is launched in Huaxia, it will certainly be siege and troublesome.
"Yes!"
Meng Kong responded with a long leg, and the man had shot out like an arrow, catching up to the Mercedes like a horse.
Standing in front of the car, he walked endlessly, looking very relaxed, and raised his hand to drink, "Stop!"
"I hit you!"
Zhao Yuanji couldn't take care of others at this moment, his heart was horizontal, his teeth gritted, and his foot blasted the throttle to the end, and the car suddenly accelerated.
Bang! With a loud noise, the Mercedes car hit Mengkong's legs.
However, he only took a step back, his feet sturdy into the asphalt, and he stiffened the Mercedes car to a standstill.
The Mercedes car seemed to hit a mountain, four wheels vacated, and then dropped heavily. The bumper hood was severely deformed and damaged, and the front of the car was billowing with black smoke.
"Oh, is this still human?"
Zhao Yuanji was so scared that his face was pale, and his body was full of fat, and he hugged tightly with Tang Jialin, who was so scared.
"Whoever dares to run will die! Kneel!"
Meng Kong smiled and looked around.
The people were so frightened that they paused, and then fell to their knees, one after another shivering, not even daring to move.
"Master Kuntian Mengkong, please grab this kid and force him to hand over the crystal of life!"
Seeing this, Guo Lili was so proud of her face that she shouted loudly.
"Miss Guo, don't worry, I want to take it easy!"
Meng Kong looked at Tang Jialin, who looked beautiful and unique, with a smirk, and smashed the glass window with a punch, like an eagle grabbing a chick, and lifted her out of the car.
"Then you hurry up!" Guo Lili saw this without stopping, but hurried.
She knew that Meng Kong was not only addicted to killing but also lascivious, it was difficult to stop. Moreover, this stinky girl's repeated disrespect to herself also made her angry, at this time she was happy to see it happen.
"Help! Help!"
The clothes were ripped apart by Meng Kong, Tang Jialin was frightened, shivered and screamed screamingly.
Suddenly, she saw Jiang Tian standing there quietly and shouted, "Jian Tian, ​​save me! Didn't you say you could kill them? If you save me, I will accompany you to sleep! I am still The body of the first daughter! "
In fact, she did not believe that Jiang Tian could deal with these terrible masters, but now the thugs were scared to kneel, Zhao Yuanji was scared to urinate his pants, only Jiang Tian stood there, standing out.
Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she would catch it like a drowning man catching life-saving straw.
Seeing this, Jiang Tian sighed softly: "Is it empty? What kind of skill is it to bully a weak woman? If you don't stop, I will kill you!"
"You boy, you're too presumptuous!"
When Meng Kong heard this, he suddenly became furious and lifted his pants diagonally. Jiang Tian said, "You know that my ancient Muay Thai has reached the realm, which is comparable to your master of practice, killing you like killing a chicken!"
"Crocodile flutter!"
As soon as he drank loudly, he stepped on Jiang Tian, ​​rushed forward, and swept a high whip leg toward Jiang Tian's neck.
The ancient Thai boxing is famous for its aggressive and violent attack, and it is the heritage of ancient times. The condensed inner strength is extremely powerful.
As he rushed out with one leg, a crocodile of inner strength coagulated behind him.
This crocodile belongs to the ancient and heterogeneous species. It is called a crocodile. The eyes of the crocodile are like needles. The coldness does not contain a trace of temperature. The mouth is spit with water. The baby's thick green nails and long tail swept across Jiang Tian like a steel whip.
"What the is this? God, why did a crocodile appear?"
Zhao Yuanji and a group of companions were shocked by their dumbfounded eyes, dazzled, and couldn't believe it.
"Jiantian, be careful!"
Tang Jialin screamed in surprise, closed her eyes subconsciously, and did not dare to see the next scene of Jiang Tian being kicked alive.
She is not a gangster, but she has a good temper, and she does not want Jiang Tian to die.
In her opinion, Jiang Tian is just a puppet with no chickens at all, and in no case is he a rival to this stout rhino elephant.
"Although the ancient Thai boxing in Mengkong is condensed, it is comparable to the true spirit of the master of Chinese martial arts!"
Seeing this, Kun Tian Ba ​​Song folded his hands together, his face was amazed. In his opinion, Meng Kong did not say that he would kill on the spot, but he could definitely hurt Jiang Tian.
"Jiang Tian, ​​do you know how capable my Guo family is now?"
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Guo Lili was so proud that she gritted her teeth and drank coldly. It seemed that Jiang Tian was going to die the next moment.
"Really? Is your physical body strong?"
"Let me see how powerful I am. I will use your hands to smash your head!"
Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, rolled up his sleeves, revealing that he was even more handsome than the girl, and was as clear as jade carving.
Immediately after, Jiang Tian met with a simple punch.
Boom!
Punch and kick together.
Mengkong can be compared to the right leg cast like copper cast iron, shattered like paper, bursting with blood like a wave, and the broken meat and broken bones are scattered like the heavenly girl's scattered flowers!
Meng Kong's tall, mountain-like thick body flew under the weight of Jiang Tian's majestic force, like a rag doll.
Meng Kong was still screaming in the air, Jiang Tian had followed him one step, took a photo with his left hand, and patted his head directly into the abdominal cavity.
As Jiang Tian photographed the palm of his hand, Meng Kong's body split and fell to the four sides.
And Jiang Tian was not stained with white clothes, as if nothing had happened.
Between your fingers, the first master of ancient Thai boxing, Mengkong, die!
The audience was dead and everyone was stunned.
"Oh my God! Is this still human?"
"Why is this so great now!"
Zhao Wuji and others were startled and startled, can't believe it, and shuddered, their souls trembling.
Although they are just ordinary people, they can still see how powerful Meng Kong is, but it is a terrible existence that even Mercedes cars can't be killed. However, Jiang Tian was slapped to death.
If Jiang Tian slaps himself on the body just now, I'm afraid it will become a pile of meat mud immediately!
"How can it be!"
Kuntian Basong was also astonished.
The ancient Thai boxing practiced by Meng Kong cannot produce authentic energy, but it can evolve the inner strength and compare it with the master of horizontal training. Even if Jiang Tian is the master of Huajing, it is impossible to kill Meng Kong so easily.
"Oh my god, this kid is so good!"
Guo Lili was frightened and shrank behind Kun Tian Ba ​​Song.
However, after all, Kuntian Basong was the first demon monk in Southeast Asia. He was accustomed to major battles. After a moment of shock, he calmed down and Shen said:
"Jiang Tian, ​​you are indeed strong enough. It is no wonder that you can dominate Jiangbei at a young age. The name of Master Jiang has spread to the world, but you are only a little accomplished in the martial arts. It is by no means a poor monk's opponent!
He arrogantly sneered, "This master is proficient in the ten great Southern Ocean magics such as Guman child technique, little ghost technique, and head-drop technique. Within ten steps, I can kill you as easily as chicken!"
"Oh, I am so charming, but I ’m so happy to call myself a" Master "!"
Jiang Tian's face was so light that he didn't take it seriously.
"Jiang Tian, ​​you're so out of breath!"
Kuntian Basong's face sank, and he said coldly, "I respect you before I call you Master Jiang. Disrespect you, what else do you count!"
"You are nothing but a Jiangbei tyrant. You know how much I killed as a warrior like me!"
"You have too much nonsense! If you want to do it, hurry up, I have to go home for soup!"
Jiang Tian sneered and ridiculed: "Look at you like a monkey, and even come out scary at night!"
"Okay, as you wish!"
Kuntian Basong was almost vomiting blood with Jiang Tian's poisonous tongue, and his scepter trembled in his hand, and several thumb-sized dolls fell off the golden ring.
The puppet became larger in the wind, and immediately became a few pink toot, white fat and cute girls.
But as soon as they rolled on the spot, they changed shape, with blue-faced fangs and deep red eyes bursting, their arms were disproportionate, their arms were very long, their knees fell straight down, and they hit the back of their feet, like apes.
Gumantong's whole body was bony, the flesh was dry, and he kept ticking down the black-yellow corpse oil, which smelled bad, but couldn't see the fragile smell of the skeleton, which seemed to be a powerful feeling.
In particular, there are countless mantras floating and floating on the bones of that sensation, and a trace of horrible and strange breath is scattered from the flowing mantras. Anyone who reads it knows that these horrible monsters are not easy to mess with.
"What is this?" Tang Jialin frightened Huarong, exclaiming, covering her mouth.
"Is this a ghost? It's terrible!"
"Master, spare us not to die!"
"We just make soy sauce, let us go!"
Zhao Yuanji and a group of friends were also scared and shivered, kneeling on the ground, scratching his head like pounding garlic.
If there are masters of magic here, they will be frightened.
This Gumantong was extremely fast and suddenly appeared, and then issued a fatal blow, and neither the warrior nor the magician could lock it. It was really invincible.
"Master Bazon, is this Gu Mantong? Really powerful!"
Guo Lili was still very afraid of Jiang Tian, ​​but when Kuntian Basong used Guman's child secret method, she immediately became more confident.
"Good!"
Kuntian Basong held a scepter and stood proudly, sneering: "The old man killed nine babies, wrapped them in cloth with scriptures, and wrote mantras on the babies. Seventy-nine or forty-nine days, Fang became a Gumantong doll! "
"These Gumantongs have powerful magical powers, no gunshots, no pain, and the ability to generate souls. Even the masters of Dachengcheng are here, and they can't resist it!"
Everyone heard the words, panic-stricken, as if falling from the ice cellar.