Chapter 73 (2/2)

”So you'd better call me more than half.” the little brother put his hands together and said, ”as for the villain's parents, I visited several neighbors recently and said that they couldn't afford to pay the rent during the drought a few years ago. They let people drive them out. They must have died in some corner.”

When he said this, he didn't have a sad look on his face. I don't know whether he dried up his tears or didn't kiss his parents. You in Shaolin Temple didn't dare to think so much. In your heart, you just said ”it's not good to come!” his look was on alert. Only Xuantong opened his mouth to say something, but his look was darkened.

There was an unspeakable look in his eyes when he looked at most of his little brother, like compassion and guilt. When most of them felt something looking at him, he turned his head again.

Master Shenshan sneered a few times and said in a long voice: ”Shaolin is a solemn temple. I have been in love with it for a long time. Today, it is really an eye opener and an eye opener!” the hostility in his words made Shaolin eminent monks awe, but I heard more than half of the younger brother slowly say, ”Wutai Mountain is no inferior! More than half of my people were born at the foot of Wutai Mountain. I have heard a lot of big names.”

Master Shenshan seemed to be pinched around his neck, and suddenly there was no sound. At the foot of Wutai Mountain, in addition to their Qingliang temple, is there anyone else's land? He waved his sleeves impatiently and said, ”I don't care what your name is. You can't stop me today.” then he waved his sleeves and bumped straight forward.

When Shaolin people saw him, they were all stunned. They didn't expect that there was such an eminent monk in Shenshan, but he didn't have any concentration. Xuantong exclaimed: ”be careful!” he watched Shenshan use his arms and hit more than half of it. Is it small that Wutai Mountain's mind Qi mixed yuan skill?

I'm afraid it's heavier than an elephant. Let alone more than half of such a young brother, even if he goes up, he will break his muscles and bones. A sweep of the sleeves of the people on the holy mountain is like an iron broom. It is enough to scrape off the skin and flesh on the face. Most of them do not change color in the face of this brushing force.

His skin was like a layer of gold paint, which quickly became clear gold and metallic. Under the wind of master Shenshan, it was like fanning him. His sleeve hit his face and burst into a broken rag.

”King Kong is not bad for divine skill!” master Shenshan was shocked. Before he could say anything, he was grabbed by a golden arm. He felt that his neck was like wrapped in a steel ring. No matter how he tried, he couldn't break free, but could only give his eyes to zhe Luoxing.

The Indian monk seems to have doubled his arms and pinched more than half of his younger brother. His body is like no bones. He shows a strange move from an incredible angle. It's unbelievable. Shaolin monks are familiar with such strange moves. No matter what happens, they can't hide it.

But most of them didn't mean to hide at all. He took master Shenshan, stretched out his hand and threw it on the boulder. When the Tianzhu people hit him, he could only hear the loud sound of Dangdang, as if he had hit a copper man. Master Shenshan was thrown by him and hit the boulder heavily, bleeding all over his face.

But the younger brother didn't stop and hit his head against a stone. When the Shaolin people saw it, they were shocked and their hands and feet softened. Is that enough? It doesn't matter if people hit it twice at a time. Master Shenshan may not survive the third time! Before they could make a move, they heard a scream from the people of India.

More than half of his hands seemed to hold a group of fireworks. Zhe Luoxing was caught in his hand and made a sad scream. He saw that half of his body was blackened and the other half was wrapped in a layer of white frost. Zhe Luoxing had no resistance at all and could only struggle in vain. His bones can be drilled in from anywhere, but he can't escape more than half a simple grasp.

At this time, no one in Shaolin dares to go up. Although they are young, they are already the first-class and terrible experts in the Jianghu. They don't have the skill of master Shenshan, nor are they as strange as zhe Luoxing's moves. They can only look at abbot xuanci one by one. Only Xuantong came up.

Most of them didn't give a hand. They reached out to Xuantong and said, ”please don't embarrass us, master. Please don't bother us.” Shaolin monks picked up the sacred mountain and repeatedly said, ”it's okay, it doesn't matter.” xuanci said with a low eyebrow, ”but Shaolin should obey the instructions of the imperial court.”

He looked at the half dead zhe Luo Xing and said, ”this Tianzhu friend also lost unintentionally. Please forgive him.” more than half of his backhand threw zhe Luo Xing on the ground like garbage without looking at it. Xuannan saw that they were going back and couldn't help but say, ”benefactor, your martial arts are not bad?”

Most of them looked back and said with a smile, ”this is the titanium body of the thirty-six unique skills of the forbidden martial arts hall. It is not the immortal martial arts of Shaolin King Kong.” as he said, the metal color of his skin is like water, surging down quickly, and the wriggling muscles are like living creatures. Sure enough, they are not like Shaolin martial arts. They took a horse rest not far away, as if they were at peace with Shaolin.

Shaolin monks peep into each other's faces. One leader is so good. What are the abilities of those two leaders, even Governor Chen Ang? Think of the four villains, the leader of the Ming sect, and the monks. Xuanci sighed, ”Shaolin, Shaolin!”

The atmosphere is as depressing as death.