The best waste god

Immediately, Nangong Haotian's body rolled and fell, and he buoyed nearly one meter high. Dozens of flying knives flew towards him, amidst a series of "beeps", pierced one after another. It landed on the pillars and windows behind Nangong Haotian.

Dozens of Hua monks on the ground saw that the observers dodged all their attacks with ease. They were all taken aback. They all blurted out in surprise and looked at Nangong Haotian in midair in disbelief.

Seeing this, Nangong Haotian couldn't help smiling, and saw his shirt sleeves flicked suddenly, his figure shot down like a meteorite from the sky, but he had used the kung fu of the jackhammer.

As soon as Nangong Haotian's figure reached the ground, when he discovered that there was a corridor above the ground from the gate of the temple to the front of the majestic hall ten meters away, Nangong Haotian couldn't help being overjoyed. Light as a feather, it landed lightly in the center of the tunnel.

However, just when Nangong Haotian stepped on the solid ground with both feet, he was shocked to find that a large bluestone incense burner more than one meter high in the middle of the passage in front of him had turned upside down with a "hoo".

After all, Nangong Haotian still lacked experience, and he did not expect that the tall stone incense burner in front of him was actually a kind of mechanism.

Seeing this, Nangong Haotian couldn't help a wry smile, but with this distraction, it was too late for Nangong Haotian to dodge the mechanism, and even if he could dodge, there might be a worse encounter.

Seeing the stone censer smashed down quickly, Nangong Haotian was startled and anxious, but he didn't have time to think about it, he hastily mobilized the power of chaos, and raised his arms to support the large bluestone censer, which weighed nearly a thousand catties.

But how could Nangong Haotian's strength be so great, with a stone incense burner of a thousand catties, and accompanied by such a fast speed, the strength was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After Nangong Haotian supported the incense burner with both palms, he felt a burst of powerful and unparalleled power from his hands, and then to his waist. He only felt that his internal organs were about to be displaced, and a strong sense of oppression struck.

At this moment, under the high steps of the main hall a few meters away, there was a burst of triumphant laughter, "You ignorant junior, dare to come here to disturb the Buddha's cultivation, you are really dead."

The man paused, then suddenly said loudly as if ordering: "You two go over, don't kill him, we want to watch him exhausted, crushed to death under the bluestone censer, Jie Jie Jie Jie."

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he was immediately shocked and angry. At this critical moment, there was no time to think about it, so he could only subconsciously use the Trash Transformation God Art.

"Aww", suddenly, Nangong Haotian suddenly raised his head, and a powerful roar of dragons and tigers came from his mouth.

The surrounding Monk Hua was directly stunned by the sudden loud noise, and they all stood there in a daze. Looking at Nangong Haotian again, he saw a golden dragon several meters long appearing on his head, hovering, and the dragon's eyes were extremely majestic. The entire hall of the temple was illuminated by this golden light, and the golden light shone.

In an instant, Nangong Haotian's whole body also turned golden, and a golden Buddha was alive. Along with this change, Nangong Haotian also felt that his power had become extremely powerful, so he pushed forward with all his strength, blocking the pressure. Under the bluestone censer.

The legs that were still close to the incense burner were still supported on the ground. At this time, Nangong Haotian didn't feel too much pressure, but felt that he could fly it away with a light touch.

Seeing this, Nangong Haotian didn't hesitate anymore, holding the bluestone incense burner with one big golden hand, and slammed the bluestone incense burner with the other hand. In an instant, it turned into a pile of large rubble.

Seeing that Nangong Haotian was so brave, and the heavy bluestone incense burner was smashed by his light palm, the whole audience was shocked, "ah", followed by deathly silence, all the monks present They were all petrified by Nangong Haotian.

"Is that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" A monk Hua asked tremblingly.

"It seems so, I saw a golden dragon hovering above his head, maybe, maybe, maybe it's really Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Another monk Hua with a stick replied with some uncertainty.

"Impossible, everyone, don't panic. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have been lost decades ago. This man must be trying to scare people. In fact, he is using a trick to deceive people. Everyone, hack him to death!" The Hua monk who spoke shouted, but there was also some fear and trembling in his voice.

Hearing these words, Nangong Haotian couldn't help laughing. It seems that he is guaranteed to use the trash-turning-god art in the future. Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, no matter how powerful it is, is nothing more than a unique skill in martial arts. Compared with the trash-turning-god art , The value difference between the two is too big, and Nangong Haotian doesn't have to worry about others knowing that what he is practicing is the waste-turning-god art, which will cause the entire martial arts world to chase him down.

"From now on, I just need to say that I am practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Anyway, they don't know, hehe, God helped me, quack, look at my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and I will send you back to Hong Kong!" Nangong Haotian said. I was ecstatic in my heart, this is simply a martial arts cheat specially prepared for him to cover up.

But just when Nangong Haotian lost his mind, the two flower monks who were ordered to kill Nangong Haotian had already walked in front of Nangong Haotian. They were two tall monks in gray clothes. The other one was carrying a demon shovel, and they were already not far in front of Nangong Haotian.

Although the two were a little scared after seeing the vision on Nangong Haotian before, Nangong Haotian seemed to be easier to deal with than the person behind him giving orders.

I saw the two fat-headed, big-eared, thick-browed and big-eyed tall monks yelled loudly, waved their god-slaying kitchen knives and demon-slaying shovels, and all rushed towards Nangong Haotian, intending to kill Nangong Haotian's Head exploded.

At this time, Nangong Haotian put away the waste Transformation Art, and took a closer look at the appearance of the two Hua monks. They were born with tiger heads, swallow foreheads, lion noses, and generous mouths. Immediately, Nangong Haotian let out a stern howl, his figure flashed, and he flew to meet him.

At the same time, Nangong Haotian cursed loudly: "Damn it, you bastards! I'm going to explode your sister's chrysanthemum today. Fuck, kill my dad and scold the cheating bastard next door!" , Take your life!"

But there was only a sound of "swish", and one of the tall and big monks shoveled the demon shovel from Nangong Haotian's ribs. People.