The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 440 False Iron Buddha

Chapter 79

In a short breath, Long Xiaoshan came to the grain drying field. At this time, the policemen were on the verge of a formidable enemy, and there were seven or eight policemen who were supported by others.

Zhao Donglai looked solemnly at the two figures who were fighting in the dry valley field.

Long Xiaoshan walked over quickly and said, "What's going on."

"Instructor Long, you are here." A police officer saw Long Xiaoshan: "Instructor Long, a monk came suddenly just now and insisted on taking Su Songwang away. Our people intercepted him, but he wounded seven or eight of them. The monk is so powerful that he couldn't even get a bullet in his body, but luckily the leader of the punishment team stopped him."

"No bullets can go in!"

Long Xiaoshan looked intently, and a tiny golden flame lit up in his pupils.

On the sun-drying field, it was Xing Ye who was fighting with a monk.

The speed of the two is very fast, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch.

However, Long Xiaoshan's eyesight is unusual, so he can tell that the monk is extremely strong, about 50 years old, wearing a black-gray monk robe, and his skin has a layer of iron-blue luster from time to time during his movements. It's like armor.

He doesn't have the internal force of ordinary fighters, but there is a flow of energy between muscles that is different from internal force.

"Hard Qigong!"

Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes.

This great monk is practicing an extremely powerful hard qigong, his attainments are as perfect as fire, and his strength is not inferior to that of a middle-stage Xuan-level powerhouse.

Such a strong man unexpectedly appeared in this small mountain village.

The world is so big, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Really can't underestimate any place.

Moreover, Long Xiaoshan has already seen that Su Dahu's hard work should be in the same line as the great monk. It is very likely that this great monk is also Su Dahu's master, but Su Dahu's hard work is far behind this monk.

This monk has entered from the outside, and even the internal organs have been cultivated to be extremely powerful, no wonder the bullets can't go in.

Encountering this kind of hard-working strongman, like an ancient fierce general, rushing to kill, how can some ordinary policemen in the area be able to stop him.

Boom!

While watching, suddenly there was a sudden change in the grain drying field.

The great monk used a three-stroke combo to break Xingye's defense line, and a palm was printed on Xingye's chest. Xingye's two-meter-long, burly body like a god of war was hit several feet off the ground and flew seven or eight meters away. , rolled to the ground, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Long Xiaoshan hurriedly jumped to the side of Xing Ye, and found that his chest was sunken by an inch, and a jet-black palm print appeared there, and his chest and ribs were broken seven or eight times.

Xingye has practiced Vajra Jue.

To be so severely injured by a single palm, it can be seen that this monk has great strength and ruthless strikes. Fortunately, he has practiced the Vajra Art, otherwise he might have smashed his internal organs with a single palm.

"Amitabha!"

The great monk uttered the Buddha's name, and walked slowly towards the handcuffed Su family without looking at the fallen criminals. When he saw the police pointing their guns at him as if facing a formidable enemy, the monk said calmly, "You guys These guns are useless to me, so don't waste time, since you are all members of the public family, I don't want to kill, let's get out of the way."

Su Songwang, who was handcuffed there, showed a happy expression on his face, and shouted: "Master Iron Buddha, save me quickly, and take me away quickly."

A voice came coldly: "No one can take you away today."

Long Xiaoshan fed Xingye a pill and stood up.

Slowly walking towards the monk, the monk didn't pay much attention at first, until Long Xiaoshan walked towards him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.

So the monk stood still and turned around to look at Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan walked to a distance of about ten meters from the monk, and also stopped, and was also looking at him. The monk was only about 1.6 meters tall, and he was very stocky. His body was like a thick bucket, thick at the top, middle and bottom.

Long Xiaoshan said coldly: "You are an outsider, what are you doing when you get mixed up in the world? This Su Songwang's family ran wild in the village and committed so many crimes. You didn't recite your scriptures carefully, but you ran out to help the evildoers."

"Amitabha! The poor monk only knows that the Su family's worship of the Buddha is meritorious, and the cycle of karma. Su's benefactor planted a good cause in front of the Buddha, and today he will reap the good fruit. The poor monk is just acting for the Buddha and repaying the karma. Donor, let's get out of the way." , let the poor monk take Su benefactor away." The monk clasped his hands together and said.

"Well, you are a monk who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, full of nonsense and hypocrisy." Long Xiaoshan was disgusted by this monk's hypocrisy.

"Master Iron Buddha, he is the murderer who abolished your disciple Dahu. Our Su family fell into his hands today. As long as you kill him, I am willing to enshrine all the treasury of my Su family's secret treasury to the Buddha." Su Songwang Seeing Long Xiaoshan appear, he gritted his teeth with hatred, his eyes were red.

"Amitabha, although Dahu is only a registered disciple of a poor monk, he has always worshiped Buddha sincerely. How dare you not let go of such a pious disciple of Buddhism. Although Buddhism is good, it also has the means to subdue demons." Tie Buddha said solemnly.

"You fucking sister is going to die."

Long Xiaoshan was too lazy to have a BB with this hypocritical monk, and punched the Iron Buddha.

At this time, he was almost exhausted due to the exhaustion of his true energy due to the treatment of the villagers, so he fought purely with physical strength. He has the Vajra Immortal Art, which is the holy method of Buddhist body training, even the physical body is equally strong.

The fist pierces through the air, like a wolf howling at the moon.

Tie Buddha's face darkened, as soon as an expert made a move, he would know if there was one, and Long Xiaoshan's boxing was profound.

Tie Fu was quite shocked, this guy looked much younger than the big man he just fought with.

The strength is actually stronger than that big man.

Tie Buddha relied on himself to practice hard skills, and he didn't guard against it at all. He stepped forward with a three-in-one hand, palm first and then fist, extremely ferocious.

Long Xiaoshan had used the Vajra Immortal Art, and his skin seemed to be filled with countless golden Buddhist symbols. He also had no defense, and the two of them bombarded each other almost at the same time.

Tie Buddha's three-hand combo only hit one palm, but was knocked out by Long Xiaoshan's punch.

Similarly, Long Xiaoshan was also rolled over by a huge force.

Tie Buddha, a carp, stood up straight from the ground. This punch made his blood boil. Fortunately, his iron cloth shirt has been cultivated to the internal organs, and this punch did not seriously hurt him. He looked at the opposite side coldly. Xiao Shan had slapped him, so he probably couldn't climb up. . .His eyes suddenly shrank, and Long Xiaoshan slowly got up from the ground.

(End of this chapter)