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Chapter 126: Entering the Dragon and Fighting the Tiger (3)
The laughter continued, and suddenly he heard a soft hum, and someone said coldly: "Cover the East Island first, and then destroy the West City, but what did you say?" Xing Hai smiled, looked at Ye Fan and said: "So what if I said it? "Ye Fan snorted, and said: "Fart your mother's bald donkey, let's not talk about how much you weigh, old bald donkey, there is something wrong with your words. Why did you destroy the East Island first, and then destroy the West City?" If you don’t change this sentence completely, and change it to ‘break the west city first, then destroy the east island’, hmph, someone Ye will turn your flesh and blood into mud today.”

After hearing this, everyone couldn't laugh or cry, thinking: "Isn't it normal to cover first and then cover?" Xing Hai's face was gloomy, as if he was very angry.He got the correct solution of the "32 phases" from Lu Jian that night, put the "Great Vajra Power" that he had practiced hard for more than ten years into the right track, and his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds in a few days.Although he was teased by Monk Hun, after two days of hard training, he has improved a lot, thinking that even if the mysterious person from the previous night came again, he would be able to deal with it easily.

For more than ten years, Xinghai was timid and timid because of his obsession, thinking that he would never make it. Who would have thought that he would suddenly possess supernatural powers, like a small man getting rich overnight, and then he would be arrogant, thinking that there was no one in the world to resist, even Dongdao and Xicheng The big masters in the field are not looked down upon.Unexpectedly, he was arrogant, and Ye Fan was even more arrogant.Xing Hai newly ascended to the position of abbot, he first received a scolding, felt ashamed, rolled up his eyes, and said with a sneer: "Weicheng, the poor monk still heard about it, as for Dongdao, I heard that it was destroyed by Wangui long ago. Hmph, since it's gone, I don't need the poor monk to do anything."

Ye Fan laughed back angrily, and said loudly: "What a hard-talking monk. Come, come, let your grandfather take three hundred palms."

Xinghai originally intended to capture Yao Qing first, so as to convince the monks in this temple, but Ye Fan came to disrupt the situation and was annoyed. Seeing his palm coming, he immediately threw his fist to meet him.Unexpectedly, before the move was handed in, Ye Fan turned his palm suddenly, and hit his forearm with a "snap".Xinghai was conceited of his miraculous skills and let him hit the shots.Unexpectedly, the strength of Ye Fan's palm was so painful that his bones were pierced, and his real strength to protect his body was useless.

Xing Hai was startled: "I've heard the name of 'Whale's Breathing Skill' for a long time, and thought the rumors were false, but unexpectedly it's really so powerful?" Thinking of this, he pulled himself together and used his "32 body postures" with all his strength, raising his hands and feet, Incomparable colossal force poured out majesticly.

Ye Fan has experienced many battles, and his internal strength is strange. At the beginning, due to the prestige of "Great King Kong's divine power", he didn't dare to let go. He fought a few moves, but felt that the sea god's power was considerable, but he went straight and seldom changed, so he immediately let go of his heart Come, the snake with two palms draws electricity and shrinks, and the six great forces change with each other.Fighting to about ten strokes, Xinghai only felt the huge force rushing and spinning around him, and if he didn't do it himself, once he did it, the strength of his hands and feet would be wrapped by the strength around his body, squeezing himself in turn; the stronger his own strength, The power of reversal is also greater.Knowing this, he didn't dare to relax, because if he didn't use his fists and feet, Ye Fan would get close to him immediately, but if he used his strength, Ye Fan would borrow him back, just like a drowning person, if he didn't struggle, he would fall Sinking, but if you can't find the right way to struggle, you will only sink faster.

For a while, Xinghai was caught in a dilemma, but he felt that the momentum around him was still there, and the stamina was coming again. It was getting thicker and thicker, like a city falling down, making it difficult for him to breathe, and the shadows in front of his eyes seemed to be dozens of Ye Fan running around. It is difficult to distinguish the virtual shadow from the real shape.

After another fight, Ye Fan yelled loudly, his palm struck like a thunderbolt, and hit Xing Hai's vest. Xing Hai took two steps forward, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees with a thump, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. There were two more pains in the spine, and suddenly the strength was exhausted, and he fell limp on the ground.

Ye Fan's three palms abolished Xinghai, and he roared loudly with high spirits.The monks of the Sanzu Temple turned pale in response. Seeing that the situation was not good, they wanted to run away, but Ye Fan's whistle stopped and he shouted: "Who dares to leave? Leave your feet first."

Below the intelligence level, all the monks stopped, staring at Ye Fan with apprehension.Ye Fan said coldly: "What kind of King Kong's supernatural power is all bullshit. Huh, first destroy the West City, and then destroy the East Island. If you say it, you can't count it."

Xingzhi said with a bitter face: "Master Ye, it's all Xinghai's nonsense, it's none of our business." Ye Fan said: "Didn't you recognize him as the abbot?" Xingzhi hurriedly said: "That's the situation Forced, incalculable."

Ye Fan said loudly: "If you recognize the abbot, you are the abbot. How can you say nothing? Okay, your Sanzu Temple is going to destroy Dongdao, and Ye Mou will let you destroy it first. Come, come, the bald donkey monk present , one person catches my palm and walks away if he can catch it, and those who can't catch it will die or live, each will live in peace."

The faces of the monks were pale, suddenly there were two monks, one headed east and the other headed west, they split up and ran, the two of them were not weak in their feet, and they ran ten feet in an instant.

Ye Fan sneered, turned around, rushed to the back of the monk in the east, reached out to grab his back, swung it like a windmill, and threw it out suddenly.The monk was like a shooting star chasing the moon, it went straight to the monk in the west, before it hit the monk in the west, he felt a huge force coming, he couldn't dodge it, he couldn't help screaming.

Everyone in the field didn't expect Ye Fan's words to follow, and he really killed him, and they were all horrified.But Gu Shentong grunted, and turned his gaze to a big tree in the distance.Before the two monks collided with each other, there was a sound of "whoosh", and a dead branch shot out from the thick shade of the big tree, flying towards the monk's shoulder.The monk's body stopped, he fluttered backwards for several feet, and fell to the ground with his back to the sky, thinking that the lingering fear was still there, and he wailed loudly from his mouth.

The dead branches are light and fluttering, but when the monk bumped into it, it weighed a thousand catties. Unexpectedly, he hit the big one with a small one, and the heavy one with a light one, and the monk was shot down.Ye Fan's mind moved, and Fang wanted to ask questions. Suddenly, he saw a rustle in the grass in the distance, and another dead branch shot out, hitting the big tree. With a bang, the fire burst out, the big branch broke and the leaves shattered, and the momentum was amazing.

Ye Fan was taken aback, and then came to his senses: "Is this the fire department's supernatural power 'Wood Thunderbolt'?"

"Wood Thunderbolt" has been lost for a long time, and Ye Fan is also famous. He couldn't help but look at it. With that loud noise, an old monk fell down from the big tree. His clothes were torn and his expression was old. crumbs.When all the monks in the Sanzu Temple saw the old monk, they were all surprised, and someone called out, "Deaf-mute monk?"

As soon as the cry fell, a white-clothed man slowly stood up from the grass, his eyes were sunken, and he said to the old monk gloomily, "Can you escape?" His voice was resentful, as if there was great hatred.

The old monk looked at the man with a look of pity.The man in white trembled, and hissed, "Where's Ning'er? Where did you hide her? Monk dog, bring my daughter back." His face twisted while shouting, and his expression became a little crazy.

This man in white is Ning Bukong, and this old monk is naturally Monk Hun.

Gu Shentong noticed that Ning and Hun were hiding nearby, they were distracted, and their energy was floating.The three opponents were struggling to support.From the perspective of outsiders, Gu Shentong's attitude is aloof, and his mind does not seem to be fighting. The three people on the opposite side are in the middle of the game, but they feel that Gu Shentong's spirit is ever-changing, sometimes like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating into every hole; Everywhere.Facing it, the mental and physical strength is exhausted very quickly, but after a long while, the three of them seem to be fighting fiercely with others, sweating like rain, tired and exhausted.

At this time, Gu Shen's breathing machine moved, and a flaw suddenly appeared, and the three of them shot together by coincidence.In an instant, the white shadow pierced the sky, the electric dragon roared, and Fomalhaut's pupils shone faintly and fiercely.

But Gu Shentong didn't realize it, his eyes were fixed on the monk, the opponent's supernatural power was about to reach him, so he turned his body to one side.The three people's hearts were heavy, and they all had strange feelings.Zuo Feiqing's "Controlling the Wind Jue", Yu Zhao's "Thunder Sound and Electric Dragon", Xianbi's "Chaoshen", the three great skills, no matter whether they are true or false, all hit a soft wall. They were all gently bounced away.

This strange idea has not been eliminated, suddenly heard Gu Shentong let out a long laugh, his sleeves fluttered, and his fists and palms swayed out.His moves have no rules, like flowing clouds and flowing water, or fighting flowers and grass. It seems to be careless, but in fact, it is all in harmony with nature.When the three attacked him, there was no gap to enter, but when he attacked the three, it was like a landslide falling from the sky.The formation of the three of them merged and reopened, opened and reunited, and was about to collapse several times. Fortunately, the wind and thunder are weak, and they often have potential in desperate situations. They repeatedly reversed the defeat and tried their best to support them.

Gu Ping'er looked comfortably at the side, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Grandpa Ying, I know you have the most knowledge, let me tell you, how did daddy master this supernatural power? I know, so I can practice accordingly .”

Ying Wancheng sneered, and said: "Little girl doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Dongdao has been passed down for more than 300 years, and there have been many masters. The 'Jingtian' Huajingyuan is known as invincible, but the age is too far away, and the old man has never seen it with his own eyes. But Your father's supernatural powers, I dare to bet, in the past 300 years, almost no one in the East Island can match."

"I like to hear that." Gu Ping'er elated first, and then pouted, "Could it be that in the past 300 years, the masters of the East Island have been eating dry food?"

"That's not what I said." Ying Wancheng shook his head lightly, "Other supernatural powers have enough talent, hard work, and hard work, and there will always be a day of practice. This'Tianzi Wangqi Art', hard work and talent are indispensable, but it must be practiced seriously. , but it takes a lot of luck.”

"Luck?" Gu Ping'er was slightly surprised, "What kind of luck?" Ying Wancheng slapped his walking stick, and said slowly, "Girl Ping, do you know the story of Dragon Slaying Technique?"

"I know!" Gu Ping'er said with a smile, "Zhu Manping lost his family and property for three full years in order to learn the art of dragon slaying. After he finished the practice, he found that there is no dragon to slay in the world. This skill was learned in vain."

"That's right." Ying Wancheng nodded, "The dragon slaying technique is useless only because there are no dragons to slay, but if there are dragons to slay, wouldn't this skill shine? It can be practiced because of a real dragon that shakes the sky and earth."

"A real dragon?" Gu Ping'er changed her mind, and suddenly her face turned pale, "You said Wanguizang?" Ying Wancheng remained silent, looked up at the sky for a long time, and sighed: "Girl Ping, your father's abilities are really Wanguizang." Gui Zang forced them out, if there were no Wan Gui Zang back then, there would be no Gu supernatural powers today."

Suddenly hearing a sound of "bang", the two of them were startled at the same time, looking in the blink of an eye, Monk Hun stood still, Ning Bukong was holding a handful of dry branches, listening intently, suddenly raised his hand, a dead branch shot out like lightning .Monk Hun didn't turn his head back, but flicked his sleeves instead, the flames flashed.

Ning Bukong yelled, and cast both hands together, sending out dead branches one after another, but Monk Hun swayed casually, waving his fists and sleeves, and swept away the "wooden thunderbolts" one by one, and the fire and rain around him were colorful and endless.Everyone was amazed, and the monks in the Sanzu Temple were even more amazed, thinking that this monk Hun is deaf and dumb all day long, chopping firewood for a living in the temple, and any novice servant in the temple can bully him at will.Unexpectedly, this frail old monk possessed such supernatural powers, it's really inconceivable.Among the monks present, nine times out of ten, they despise Monk Hun. When they think about the past, they all regret it. If it weren't for Ye Fan's supernatural power, they would have spread their legs and fled for their lives.

Ying Wancheng raised his white eyebrows when he saw it, and pondered: "It's strange, this monk's 'Great Vajra Power' is real." Gu Ping'er wondered: "Could it be that he is also a descendant of Vajra?" Ying Wancheng didn't answer, thinking hard for a long time , slapped his forehead, and shouted: "I remember, when I was young, the Venerable Great Suffering from the Vajra Gate once visited East Island, and there was a middle-aged monk who was deaf and dumb by his side. Respectful. When the island king asked about it, the Venerable Great Ku said, the deaf-mute monk was originally a bodyguard in Lu'an County. Come down. The deaf-mute man saw through the world after the fact, and wanted to repay the favor of Master Chong, so he insisted on escaping into Buddhism and bowing himself down as a servant. Come to think of it, this is the deaf-mute monk right now."

Speaking of this, he stared at Monk Hun, very puzzled in his heart: "It has been more than sixty years now, after Venerable Great Ku, the Vajra School has been passed down for two generations. Calculated, the old monk must be over a hundred years old."

"Grandpa Ying!" Gu Ping'er asked curiously, "People say that the power of King Kong is passed down in one line, why are there so many descendants today? Who is real and who is fake?" Ying Wancheng sneered: "I learned it." Is the supernatural power of the Great Vajra the descendant of Vajra? Not necessarily!" Gu Ping'er said, "Why not? Could it be that the Vajra sect has other supernatural powers?"

(End of this chapter)