lethal arsenal

Chapter 163

"Killers, even monks!"

"Murderer, old way!"

Two majestic voices, one high and one low, hit my ears first, and then I saw a gray shadow rushing towards me. In the clear sky, on the originally empty street, a gray-robed monk with white eyebrows appeared at the end of his sight.

Tap, tap, the sound of his footsteps and the copper ring of the Zen stick in his hand rang together.

The hem of the dusty monk's robe was stained with spots of blood, and the monk walked with the wind, and the clanging and clanging sound seemed particularly ethereal.

Lin Dong tilted his head.

"Looking for death?"

There was a fierce light in his eyes.

"Guangsheng Escort, Zen Master Xinyi, Dai Erlu?"

The words of the conversation just now seemed to reverberate in Lin Dong's ears.

"Left, left."

Shen Houer said suddenly.

As soon as Lin Dong turned his head, he saw an old Taoist standing on the top of the side building.

This person has a thin body, wearing a hydration robe, a pair of long eyebrows, dense but not messy, a silk sash around his waist, hemp shoes on his feet, and a bamboo stick in his hand, looking like a fairy.

"It's a good showman, Yongyu Escort Chief Mei Daoren, Zhang Caimao?"

Lin Dong murmured, rubbing his fists quietly.

"The two of you came here this time to be beaten to death by me?"

He said something provocatively.

"Evil thief, don't be rampant."

Zen Master Xinyi, Dai Erlu yelled sharply, and his footsteps were like beating drums.

"It's okay for us to be alone."

Lin Dong stared at the old monk running towards him without turning his head, and said to Shen Hou'er beside him.

"kill!"

Shen Hou'er waved his hand violently, and a dozen of his subordinates raised their longbows and aimed at Zhang Caimao on the roof.

Tapping.

The footsteps are like drums.

"Be careful what this monk thinks."

Shen Houer reminded me.

Shaolin Kung Fu combines boxing and Zen, and the "Mind and Mind Hunyuan Kungfu" in the supreme Zen skill requires the practice of mind and mind, which pays attention to the harmony of heart and mind and Qi, and can mobilize the inner breath into a strong, centered and upright force.

The body turns with the waist, writhes at every turn, and the body is perfect and uniform. There is an old saying in martial arts, "Tai Chi is treacherous, gossip is slippery, and the most poisonous thing is the mind."

There is also a poem that says: the foot pit appears from the Thousand Buddha Hall, the hammered soul comes from the White Clothes Hall, the Tathagata's mind is the foundation, Bodhidharma's sudden enlightenment is called the root, Zen boxing is the supreme mind, the master of the three treasures is the god of martial arts, and the inheritance of teachers and methods is all First class, a green light in the eternal night.

After Lin Dong passed Shen Hou'er, he also remembered the secrets of martial arts in boxing. After he was promoted to the guerrilla general, of course he had to benefit himself.

And because he likes all kinds of martial arts, Luo Xingyun arranged for him to collect secret books for him.

At that time, there was such a boxing manual in mind, but unfortunately what I found was a fake. After practicing for a long time, it had no effect. Later, Ma Xinyi pointed out that the book was forged by the world.

Although this cheat book is useless, Lin Dong has taken this boxing technique into consideration.

"To be able to meet Zen Master Xinyiquan today is just a good experience, but I don't know how many punches you can resist me."

Lin Dong's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward to meet him.

The two confront each other, and the distance is getting closer and closer. It is obviously a wide road, but under the ample momentum, it seems that neither of them can tolerate others.

Amidst the tinkling of copper rings, Lin Dong could even clearly see the flash of brilliance in the old monk's eyes.

"Die!"

Dai Erlu's backs of his feet were straightened, he rode the ground with a stick, and when he pressed his body, his feet seemed to be digging the ground, and the floor under his feet exploded.

As soon as he exhaled, he hummed like thunder, and a fierce punch suddenly appeared under Lin Dong's nose.

"Well done, quite fast, this speed, this punch, it's not too much to say that you have a half-step strength."

Lin Dong was overjoyed.

He also blasted out with a cannon punch, the punch was like a spear, and the sharp sonic boom was short and dense.

Dai Erlu's face darkened immediately, but this old monk is really capable, a series of boxing techniques are mastered like a kiln, his strength follows his body, his energy reaches a spring, and he falls like a brick.

He bowed suddenly, his feet stood still like a plow, his hands turned into fists and claws, he bent his knees, squatted down, raised his arms, and stepped forward to dig. Lin moved his chest.

But Lin Dong punched hard and missed.

The strong wind generated by the strength of the fist blew across half of the old monk's face. How powerful can the wind of the supreme realm be?
Shi Dakai's punch can open the barrel of a gun weighing hundreds of kilograms.

Lin Dong is also at this level, so he still has a face-to-face sweep, so he can't embarrass the Supreme Realm, right?

Although there may be huge differences in strength between the same level, Lin Dong can be regarded as a man who has confronted Shi Dakai head-on and confronted head-on.

At that time, he did not have such an affix as [Chi You Dalian].

The fist is like a gun, and the wind of the fist is like the red tassels on the spear. The red tassels brush away, and blood foam flies horizontally.

As if a steel brush had brushed against his cheeks, Dai Erlu's eyes darkened, his eye mask split open, half of his face was bloody, and severe pain spread all over his body in an instant.

And Lin Dong got hit by the opponent's slash, his body swayed, his clothes were ripped out, there was nothing wrong with it, even though he didn't transform himself, this move didn't even have a white mark Leave.

You know, this old monk can be regarded as having half a foot in the Gang Jin, which is roughly equivalent to Zhu Fengkui who guarded a city without breaking out.

Under the severe pain, Dai Erlu rolled on the ground and howled, half of his face was gone, not everyone can bear the pain.

Although the state of mind cultivation has reached a very high level, in the end, the old monk broke his defense.

Lin Dong thought for a while, and not only did he not kill him, but he left behind a Nine Bulls Guming Pill.

"I'm not going to kill you, but I'll save you. You have to keep your mind and pass on the inheritance, otherwise, you'll suffer from cramp."

He said coldly, naturally he had the idea of ​​the opponent's technique.

The performance in this battle is not to say that the power of the mind is weak, on the contrary, when the two are far behind by a big realm, if the opponent can dodge Lin Dong's move, it can be regarded as the top boxing inheritance.

Tangerines born in Huainan are oranges born in Huaibei, and oranges born in Huaibei are trifoliate oranges. The same exercise can exert completely different powers in the hands of different people.

When Lin Dong has mastered his mind and gained an extra blue affix, next time we meet, he will be able to hang Shi Dakai up and beat him.

The miserable cry naturally attracted the attention of the combatants on the other side.

Shen Hou'er raised his eyes to look, he was stunned.

Lin Dong also thought about keeping a low profile, but when he attacked, he became murderous, so he didn't care about pretending.

After a series of punches, the head of the bodyguard who divided up the world with the other four bodyguard agencies, and most of the bodyguard business, just fell down. What Lin Dong thought was - I didn't even exert my strength, you fell down.

Taoist Zhang Caimao was using his wooden stick to sweep away the flying arrows.

His figure was like a falcon soaring into the sky. Hearing the sound, he turned his head suddenly and saw an unimaginable scene.

My friend, Zen Master Xinyi actually fell down, how could it be possible?
The Taoist's pupils shrank slightly, and a few arrows scraped past him before he was summoned to his senses. It was too shocking.

However, it was also because of this delay that the Nine-ring Saber sang, as clear as a high-pitched cry of a bird. Under the bright sun, the flickering shadow of the knife flew out. Shen Houer suddenly kicked on the pillar and jumped. He got up and strangled the Taoist's neck with a knife.

"die!"

Shen Houer let out a roar.

"hateful!"

The Taoist's screams stopped abruptly, and the next moment, Dou Da's head flew into the sky, and the headless corpse gushing with blood fell to the ground.

In fact, this Taoist's ability is not ineffective, so at this point, he was really overwhelmed by the miserable appearance of Zen Master Xinyi Dai Erlu.

You must know that Zen Master Xinyi's martial arts has always been much higher than him... Although he is also the top five bodyguards, he knows his own affairs, and he is several floors behind that one.

But he never expected that Zen master Xinyi could not resist defeat in a single move. From this, he speculated... This thought is a bad thing. When he wakes up, there will be a bright knife light in front of him.

And Shen Hou'er's extremely violent eyeballs.

Life and death are fleeting, but in the blink of an eye.

After wandering around in the rivers and lakes, Zhang Caimao committed such a taboo. If he doesn't die, who will die?

……

the other side.

"Lin Yuanjue, bastard, you don't even wait for me."

Lu Xiaoxiao cursed angrily, grabbed a wooden stick in her hand, and split the grass around her ankles.

It turned out that Lin Dong fled into the deep forest and escaped with Shen Houer, and forgot about the pair of oil bottles.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaoxiao knew that his destination was Longma Station.

Of course, the Virgin of Splitting the Mountain was hanging behind Lu Xiaoxiao, and this girl's eyes were unpredictable.

Her head was hooked slightly, her face trembling unconsciously.

"As the old saying goes, if you don't keep your promises, you are a thief. If you are a thief, you will be stinking against the wind, and you will be gutted for a lifetime, and you will die tragically in this world. If the king of hell will not accept you, you will not pass through the gate of hell. Do you know that?"

Lu Xiaoxiao walked briskly, cutting grass with a wooden stick and jokingly said.

She didn't look back, as if she knew someone's little thoughts a long time ago.

The Madonna of Splitting the Mountain took a breath slowly, her eyes regained her composure.

(End of this chapter)