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Chapter 79 You are here just in time (please subscribe)

As the monk's voice echoed in the empty valley, not long after, accompanied by the clatter of footsteps, Jinlun Dharma King in yellow monk robes appeared from the entrance of the valley not far away.

He was actually alone, Huo Dou and others went to nowhere, but at this time they all disappeared.

Every step he takes has an inexplicable rhythm, as if he is in inexplicable harmony with heaven and earth.

Jin Lun Dharma King's mind is as clear as a mirror, without even a trace of dusty thoughts. He is the most outstanding disciple of the Tantric Vajra Sect in the past hundred years.

In recent years, he has been invincible in Tibet and has occupied the throne of the number one master. He is already a recognized master and is even worshiped as the great mage of the Mongolian royal court to protect the country.

At this point, he has enough confidence to face all enemies calmly.

When they were not far away from the white-robed monk, Jinlun Dharma King's eyes flashed with a shuddering light, and he said in an indifferent tone: "Young people can only play these ghostly tricks and make people laugh. .”

"Monk Bujie, you deliberately leaked the whereabouts of the Right Envoy of Light, Madam Miaoyu, just to lure me out of Dadu, right?"

"I've arrived here now, so you must have already set up Internet cafes all over the world?"

"Where is Mrs. Miaoyu, the right envoy of the Ming Cult? Where is the four gates of heaven, earth, wind and thunder, and the five-element flag? Come out, everyone!"

Although his voice is not high-pitched, it has a kind of deep power, which makes people feel pressure and fear from the inside.

Monk Bujie laughed and said, "He is indeed the most terrifying master of the Tantric Vajra Sect in the past hundred years. He clearly knows that he is in a trap, but he is still so calm. It is really heartbreaking."

"Unfortunately……"

He then said coldly: "You must die here today. I will use your head to let the Mongolian Tatars know that they cannot have the final say in this northern land."

At this time, Jinlun Dharma King was not angry but smiled and said: "Monk Bujie, you are now over fifty, and the twelve levels of the golden bell cover have been completed. The inside and outside are the same, and the golden bell covers the body. You are really a genius of the outside family. .”

"It's a pity that you are missing a crucial page of mental skills, so you can't practice the indestructible magical power of Shaolin Temple's outsiders."

"Ten years ago, in order to practice Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, I traveled around the Central Plains incognito and visited the gate of Shaolin Temple."

"In my opinion, your twelve-layered golden bell may still have flaws that are irreparable. Is this the reason why you indulge in lust and murder?"

When Monk Bujie heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

He was originally a monk of the Shaolin Temple. When there was a civil strife in the Shaolin Temple decades ago, he stole the golden bell cover of the school and escaped from the mountain gate by taking advantage of the chaos.

Decades ago, there was a civil strife in the Shaolin Temple. An ordinary handyman who kept the fire in the kitchen secretly learned martial arts because he could not bear the beatings of the monks in charge of the Xiangji Kitchen.

For 20 years, he worked hard and had extremely high talent in martial arts. He has learned almost all Shaolin martial arts, and his internal and external skills have reached their peak.

When he reached great success in martial arts, he actually killed nine major disciples of the Bodhidharma Hall during the annual martial arts debate in the Shaolin Temple. He was merciless and extremely ruthless, just to avenge the abuse he had suffered in the past.

After that, it was a sneak attack and plot, personally killing the first Master of Bitter Wisdom in the Bodhidharma Hall, and then disappeared in Yuandun.

Shaolin Temple sent dozens of experts to investigate, but there was no result.

The eminent monks in the temple accused each other and investigated who was right and who was wrong.

Zen Master Ku Hui, the leader of Luohan Hall, could not stand the turmoil in the temple. After being angry, he left the Western Regions.

With the death of one of the two masters of the bitter generation, and the departure of the other, and people like the undisciplined monk taking advantage of the fire, the Shaolin Temple suffered heavy losses, the masters withered, and the sect declined. They had to make the decision to close the mountain for a hundred years.

Since then, the Shaolin Temple has set a rule that anyone who secretly learns martial arts without being taught by a teacher will be put to death in severe cases, or have all the meridians in the body severed and become a disabled person.

But no one knows why the Bujie monk is so shocking.

You must know the unique skills of Shaolin Temple. When you practice to a high level, hostility often arises, and you need to study Buddhism to resolve it.

Monk Bujie is extremely talented in his maternal lineage. Over the past few decades, he has broken through the twelve levels of the Golden Bell Cover one by one, and has almost reached the ultimate level of perfection.

However, he did not understand Buddhism, and he was lustful and murderous by nature. As his martial arts got higher, his desire became stronger, so much so that one day he had to live without a girl, and the next day he had to kill someone.

Everyone in the world only thought that he was a born devil, but King Jinlun could see at a glance that this was a shortcoming in his own martial arts, which was shocking.

Monk Bujie's mind was racing. Even the unscrupulous and arrogant and domineering mood in the past was almost broken, and he was speechless for a while.

At this moment, from the forest behind Jinlun Dharma King, a lame Taoist walked out. He carried an iron sword on his back, bowed to Jinlun Dharma King, and said respectfully: "Commander of the Mingjiao Tianmen, I have met Dharma King. "

The lingering sound of the end of the sentence is still there, and three people came out one by one from the other three directions behind Jinlun Fawang.

"Commander of the Earth Gate, I have met the King of Dharma."

"Commander Fengmen, I have met the Dharma King."

"Commander Leimen, I have met the Dharma King."

These four people are the top masters in the lower row of Mingjiao Guangming envoys.

However, Jinlun Fawang didn't even look at the four of them. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a golden wheel appeared in his right hand. After a burst of violent buzzing, the wind tore through like lightning and flint, and headed towards the ground more than ten feet behind him. It crashed.

Boom!

The golden wheel fell to the ground, erupting with extremely terrifying force. The ground covered with ice and snow suddenly collapsed, and a huge pit appeared.

A small and thin man's complexion changed drastically, and his figure rolled over, trying to avoid the sudden bombardment, at the same time he struck out with both palms.

There was a loud bang, and just as the man's palms touched the golden wheel, his arms were crushed to pieces.

"Ah..." Accompanied by screams of incomparable horror, the golden wheel was actually sharper than a sword, piercing through the chest, bringing up a cloud of blood rain, and then piercing out through the chest.

The man's screaming sound stopped abruptly, his whole body was torn into two pieces, his internal organs spilled out on the ground, and he just died, an incomparably tragic death.

In this valley, whether it was the four commanders of the Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder who had appeared, or the Ming Cult members who were hiding in the dark, they saw one of the Five Elements Flags, the owner of the Houtu Flag, being killed by King Jinlun with one move. No matter how determined they are, their scalps can't help but feel numb.

At the beginning, they made up the plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and laid a net in the valley.

The owner of the Houtu Banner relied on his turtle's breath skill to hide in the ground in advance, intending to make a surprise attack at a critical moment and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Unexpectedly, Jin Lun Dharma King found his hiding place easily, broke his body with one move, and died tragically on the spot.

Even the non-disciplined monks constricted their pupils. They also knew that the siege of Jinlun Fawang was extremely dangerous, but they never imagined that this person was so powerful.

"You guys came at the right time, just in time to catch them all in one go, saving you from hiding in XZ, and I need to search everywhere."

Jinlun Dharma King spoke in a calm tone. He was obviously just one person, but his aura was more terrifying than all the people present in the Ming Cult. There was silence and deathly silence in the entire valley.

　There is one more chapter, too late to post before twelve o'clock
　　
　
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