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Chapter 827 Slapping the Lama Monk (Fifth Watch)

The most unbelievable person at this time is another lama monk, Hong Sen. This great monk is fatter than Hong Zhi, and he is also a few years older. Up to now, he has only fought with Li Quan once, and he has always fought against Hong Zhi. Watching the battle and looking at the crowd around him, the younger brother was actually cut in the hands of a young gentleman. Hun Sen's eyes flashed fiercely, and the staff in his hand had unconsciously sunk deeply into the hard masonry ground under his feet.

Seeing this, Xiao Liu and Liu Chunhong let out a sigh of relief, and their tight hearts also relaxed.

The lama monk Hong Zhi rubbed his chest, then patted the dust on the monk's clothes, and re-examined Zhu Yousong. He felt that he had underestimated the enemy just now. This young young hero's kung fu is really unfathomable, but no matter how deep he is The ability to test is better than myself, and the poor monk will not believe it when it comes to the sky, come again!
"Young man, keep this ingot of gold in mind first, and when the ingot is finished, will it be possible that the poor monk will still renege on his debt? You guys!"

The lama monk was angry this time, and he took the initiative to attack with his palms, like a roaring polar bear. A pair of iron sand palms attacked Zhu Yousong repeatedly, and the palms were blown up. The scene just now.

But Zhu Yousong is like a ghost at this time, dodging from left to right, with incredible body skills in the cracks between the lama monk's palms, even though the lama monk tried his best to dance his palms like flying, in the end It is futile.A few of them hit the ground, and the masonry shattered. In the blink of an eye, the lama monk had already slapped fifteen or sixteen palms, but the lama monk suddenly couldn't see the target.

As soon as he stopped, Zhu Yousong appeared behind him, raised his palm in the air, and slapped the lama monk on the back of his neck. The lama monk didn't have eyes behind him, and he was already exhausted Panting, he actually received the slap.

The great monk rushed forward and fell to the ground with his head cut off. This time he felt that his eyes were black and his head was swollen. Seeing that Zhu Yousong and his brothers had two heads, the lama shook his head vigorously, and finally Feeling slightly better.

"Master, I have two ingots of gold, come again." Zhu Yousong held out two fingers to Hong Zhi in a serious manner.

Hong Zhi wanted to come again, but he staggered like he was drunk, and finally collapsed on the ground again.

Zhu Yousong shook his head and turned to another lama monk, "Master, it's your turn."

"You... who are you?" Hong Sen is different from Hong Zhi. Hong Zhi is the presiding monk of Chanyu Temple, and this Hong Sen is the abbot of Chanyu Temple in Bianshan, Mobei. They are brothers, but The status of the two people is different, and their minds are even more different.

This abbot Hong Sen is more complicated than the head of Hong Zhi. Seeing that Zhu Yousong has such a skill at a young age, and on this occasion, which son dares to talk nonsense so blatantly, with so many troops and Jin Yiwei coming, he suddenly Seeing the shadow of the eunuch in the crowd, and then thinking of the word "Zhu Tian", the abbot Hun Sen understood a lot.

Zhu Yousong saw the clues when he saw the lama monk, and there is no need to continue the play, "It's okay to tell you, I am Zhu Yousong, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Tian is my nickname, why is there a problem with the master? ?”

"Sure enough, I was caught by the old monk. This kind of style, such skills, and such a name, who else can there be except Emperor Hongguang? Today, I want to experience the supernatural power of the Ming emperor." Hun Sen said, inserting the deep The staff on the ground let go, and came over swinging the loose monk's robe.

At this time, although Hong Zhi got up paralyzed on the ground, his head was still intact. He was shocked when he heard Zhu Yousong's words.I hope that the abbot brother's willow leaf moshen cotton silk palm can win him, otherwise, our senior brother will fall into his hands today, where is the head of the family?

The lama monk in front of him is more than 50 years old, with gray eyebrows, wide heart and fat body. This large red monk's robe is draped obliquely on his body, which shows his robustness. s difference.

Zhu Yousong noticed his eyes, the eyes under the gray eyebrows were different, with a little blue light shining in the white pupils and black kernels.

When Zhu Yousong was looking at him, the lama monk stood still in a T-step with both feet, raised his two big hands to the sky, then slowly drew an arc downwards, and then crossed them to his chest. Zhu Yousong knew that he was just lucky. Slow movements, but the arcs where the arms pass are clear, and the air is trembling, which shows that this lama monk's inner strength is more pure, but of course ordinary people can't reach this step with the naked eye, and the kung fu has reached Zhu Yousong's level. But his eyes.

Therefore, Zhu Yousong did not dare to take this old lama lightly. The two stared at each other, and after a while, they made a move.The two arms shook open, and fists and feet were fighting together.After three moves and two moves, Zhu Yousong saw the lama monk's flaw, and punched out, hitting the lama monk's big belly.

But in an instant, the lama monk's big belly sank, and Zhu Yousong felt as if he had punched into the washbasin, and then his stomach bulged up again, and Zhu Yousong's fist bounced out, but the lama monk didn't move at all. This method easily resolved Zhu Yousong's punch.

Zhu Yousong knew that this fierce monk used soft but hard kung fu, which was different from Hong Zhi's simple hard kung fu just now.It seems that the kung fu of this lama monk is much higher than that of the lama monk just now.

It takes seven inches to hit a snake. It seems that to subdue this evil monk, he has to attack his weakness. Zhu Yousong chose two parts, either the head on the top, or the genitals between the legs.But these two places are the key defensive parts for martial arts practitioners. The evil monk's martial arts are so superb that they are not easy to attack.We must pay attention to a strategy, yes!

Thinking of this, Zhu Yousong moved the roc to spread its wings, and the whole person flew into the air, with his legs retracted in front of his chest, his toes close together and pointing downwards, and both of them stretched upwards, just like a big bird flying .Fly to the top of the lama monk's head and fall, with both feet pointing towards the lama monk's cockscomb hat.This is the monk's Tianling cover, but he dared not give up easily. The lama monk hurried up and dodged, turning his head to avoid it, but Zhu Yousong's move was a false one. The lama monk was fooled by this hiding.

The back was left for Zhu Yousong. When Zhu Yousong landed on the ground, he grabbed the lama's perineum. The lama couldn't escape anymore. With a scream, the lama monk staggered and fell more than a foot away. I can't get up.So far, the dozens of efforts of the two lama monks have all been wasted, and the two big faces have all turned gray.

Zhu Yousong joked: "The two masters can't get up now, they only earned three ingots of gold. It's too little, I ask you, where is your head, let him come out and compete with me Bar!"

　I made five changes for everyone again, asking for all support.By the way, this paragraph was written cautiously. I wanted to write new ideas, but I didn’t dare to write too much mystery. I was afraid of breaking away from history and writing it as a martial arts, so I felt that it was a bit nondescript. The level is limited, and the plot will inevitably have blood. If you want to spray, just come.happy weekend.The first update tomorrow will be around [-]am.Thank you for your support.

　　
　
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