Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World

Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 742

Meng Fantian was constantly ridiculed by Xu Xianxian, and he couldn't bear it anymore. Huo Yuanzhen's smile above the city gate made him feel ashamed and unable to show one's face. Go to the city wall and head straight for Huo Yuanzhen.

Huo Yuanzhen put his arms on his back and calmly looked at Meng Fantian who was rushing towards baring fangs and brandishing claws, but he said to the following: "Master Xu Sect, how do you fight a dog jumping off a wall?"

" Hit the dog's head first, then hit the dog's tail!"

Xu Xianxian hated Meng Fantian who had injured herself just now, and she said mercilessly, and directly said the oral language of the dog-beating Stick Art.

"Okay! Hit the dog's head first!"

Huo Yuanzhen furiously shouted, startling Meng Fantian who had come to him.

As soon as his bat was swung and his feet landed, Huo Yuanzhen made a greater teleportation in front of him, and Divine Prajna Palm used it to slam Meng Fantian's left and right temples with two peaks.

The palm of the hand is fierce, if you hit it hard, it will be like a rotten watermelon.

Meng Fantian didn't have time to attack Huo Yuanzhen with a dog-beating stick, so he hurriedly bowed his head to dodge.

He just bowed his head when Huo Yuanzhen kicked him out of his heart.

Meng Fantian hurriedly retracted his belly and pouted his buttocks, dodging the kick in a dangerous and dangerous way, sweating on his forehead, this monk's shot was really vicious.

Because of this pouting action, the upper body leaned forward involuntarily. Huo Yuanzhen hurriedly threw an uppercut with his left hand and went straight to Meng Fantian's chin.

Meng Fantian, who maintained a difficult shape, had no choice but to hit the dog with one hand horizontally and block downwards, hoping to block Huo Yuanzhen's fist.

Huo Yuanzhen's mouth curled into a smile, and at the same time he punched, he slapped Meng Fantian's face with a slap with his right hand.

Meng Fantian threw his butt back, leaned forward with his upper body, and resisted Huo Yuanzhen's punch with a horizontal stick with one hand. , is irresistible.

The crisp slap sounded, Huo Yuanzhen's strong as an ox, directly spun Meng Fantian's body four or five times, spinning like a spinning top!

"Beat the dog's head first!"

Xu Xianxian cheered happily from below, and Lin Yi jumped with excitement. That old beggar is really hateful, and now the abbot is a promise Xianxian was out of anger, and Lin Yi was also happy.

Meng Fantian was dazed and dazed. He didn't know how much effort the monk had used to prepare this slap. Completely stunned.

The body was spinning uncontrollably, and stopped after four or five laps, Meng Fantian turned his back to Huo Yuanzhen.

"Fight the dog's tail again!"

Huo Yuanzhen looked at Meng Fantian's ass and kicked out.

If the slap Huo Yuanzhen just used only 3 points, then this kick will use 5 points. If Huo Yuanzhen uses all his strength, Huo Yuanzhen is afraid of killing this old beggar in public. Murder is not in line with Huo Yuanzhen's identity and until now's image.

But a five-point kick is not something that Meng Fantian can withstand. Huo Yuanzhen's lethality is too strong. With one kick, Meng Fantian was kicked out seven-eight zhang far away, and he was already dizzy. , there is no protective action at all, and after landing, the face slides down five or six meters away.

The crowd cheered for a while, the abbot was amazing, the old beggar was baring fangs and brandishing claws very arrogant, now it's over.

Xu Xianxian even shouted out from below: "Old beggar, you are the essence of hitting the dog with this trick. It's really good to practice!"

Little face The child was flushed with excitement, and there was no image of the Sect Master of Cihang Jingzhai.

Meng Fantian was also a little awake at this time. Although it was still a little difficult to get up, Xu Xianxian's words were clear.

I have never been so humiliated!

His face was covered with blood and dust. No matter how thick his face was, it was enough to take such a shock to the ground. Meng Fantian's face was burning with pain, and there was still some rumbling in his mind. The slap just now The fan is hard enough.

Compared with the physical pain, Meng Fantian's heart was hit harder.

It's not that he's not strong enough. As Beggars' Sect Gang Lord, he's also the No. 1 figure in the arena. He knows that he has already lost, and the defeat is very ugly, and he has no power to fight back. failed.

This monk's battle strength is far superior to himself, not to mention himself, Meng Fantian even doubted that Mo Tianxie came here and could defeat this monk.

But in full view, how could Meng Fantian lie on his stomach so uselessly!

His dog hitting stick probably won't be able to deal with this monk. After all, dog hitting stick is a small skill, not his last killer move. His strongest blow is Dragon Subduing 18 Palms .

So, he plans to fight again, using the strongest Dragon Subduing 18 Palms, and Huo Yuanzhen to either the fish dies or the net splits, burn both jade and stone!

Sit up with one arm supported, Meng Fantian shook his head.

Fiercely staring at Huo Yuanzhen, Meng Fantian sat on the ground with a voice that almost came from his throat.

"Yi Jie is bald, the old man is at odds with you! Today I must share life and death with you!"

Huo Yuanzhen looked at Meng Fantian disdainfully: "Lord Meng Gang, things backfired. This sentence is for you, see clearly the gap between ideal and reality, you are a common man, a despicable villain, how can you mention on equal terms with this poor monk who can communicate with Buddha It's better to say it."

"The old man is dissatisfied! Look at the palm, Dragon Subduing 18 Palms Last Style, Golden Dragon...whatever!"

Meng Fantian's Dragon Subduing 18 Palms Last Style finally did not show it, and saw Huo Yuanzhen standing in the distance, his hands clasped together, and then slightly opened, a huge golden "swastika" symbol floated out from his palm.

When the "卍" symbol came into the air, it rose when it saw the wind, and the more it rose, the bigger it became.

“Amitabha! cut down Monsters, eliminate Demons, Lord Meng Gang persists in your own wrong doings, this poor monk has to use Divine Ability to take you first, lest you continue to harm the world, enlightenment Let's go!"

Huo Yuanzhen's mouth was mutter incantations, Buddha's radiance flashed in the back of his head, forming a five-color circle of red, orange, yellow, green and green, behind him was the appearance of the Buddha from the East, with a big belly and a smile Always open, as if mocking Meng Fantian overestimate one's capabilities in front of him.

Meng Fantian, who was almost crazy, was not intimidated by the Buddha's radiance behind Huo Yuanzhen, but the golden "swastika" symbol brought him boundless pressure.

With her hair loose and bloodstained on her face, Meng Fantian supported his body and stood up, raised one palm, and issued a heavy Splitting Sky Palm, heading towards the "swastika" symbol strikes.

There was a loud bang, the "swastika" symbol just trembled, there was a slight pause, the rays of light dimmed a little, but it still pressed heavily against Meng Fantian.

On the contrary, Meng Fantian's body suffered heavy injuries and fell again.

Huo Yuanzhen, the "swastika" symbol that can compare with a quasi-Innate Perfection blow, is not something that Meng Fantian, who has just entered the quasi-Perfection, can resist.

Meng Fantian fell to the ground, as if he was about to slap another palm while lying down, but Huo Yuanzhen suddenly spoke, facing Meng Fan Heavenly Dao: "Put down the butcher knife! Become a Buddha on the ground!"

Sanskrit slammed out, and Sanskrit contained Lion's Roar's Divine Ability, which had already brought great lethality.

Meng Fantian suffered continuous blows and was in a state of turmoil. He was hit by Huo Yuanzhen's Sanskrit sound, and his body was shaking, and his palms unconsciously stopped.

The palm stopped, and the "swastika" symbol was heavily pressed down!

“bang!”

The city wall seemed to be shaking, Meng Fantian’s body was thrown up and down, he vomited blood, his body was soft, and most of his skeletons had been smashed. Shatter!

Although his skill is still there, after many skeletons are broken, he has basically become a cripple, a cripple with Inner Strength!

A quasi-Perfection, a person whose heart was filled with hatred, just returned to the arena with confidence, but was hit hard by the original enemy and became a crippled person. Meng Fantian's heart was ashes at this moment.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't look at him again, but lowered his gaze to the city wall.

The people below have fallen to their knees. Those who were shocked by the Huo Yuanzhen Buddha's radiance and the "swastika" symbol Divine Ability are chanting sutras reverently there, praising this person who can communicate with the Buddha. people.

Only those who can communicate with the Buddha, and only the abbots, can create such impossible things.

Huo Yuanzhen looked towards those Beggars' Sect Disciple, gaze as if a torch, once swept over, these Beggars' Sect Disciple shiver coldly.

"Amitabha! Listen, now Meng Fantian has been abolished by this poor monk from the martial arts and can no longer be the head of the Beggars' Sect. Su Cande is talented enough to take on this important task, but he is now being Meng Fantian is imprisoned, after you go back, you can release Su Can as Gang Lord, do you have any objections?"

Most of the elders of Beggars' Sect are here, although Huo Yuanzhen directly appoints Beggars' Sect Gang Lord some Child's play, but who would dare to say no at this moment?

It is impossible to follow Meng Fantian, and no one else in Beggars' Sect is qualified to be Gang Lord, only Su Can can.

Beggars' Sect Elder looked at each other and nodded.

"That's good, after Su Can served as Gang Lord, Beggars' Sect is still the first-class Sect of the Wulin League, and Shaolin Temple will always be an ally."

Huo Yuanzhen directly took the martial arts The alliance's home has also been established. Now that Dongfangqing is not here, the ninth day of September is the date of the Alliance Leader election. When the time comes, many things should be settled.

In just a few words, the matter of Beggars' Sect was decided, and Huo Yuanzhen looked towards Ayuga and Huigang again.

"The two of you will get on the horse in a while, no accommodation is allowed, be sure to arrive at the Shaolin Temple before dawn, must not be missed."

"Disciple follows the Master's teachings!"

Hui Gang and Ayuga agreed in unison, they had no guts to go against Huo Yuanzhen's words.

Xu Xianxian and Lin Yi didn't wait for Huo Yuanzhen to speak, they said directly: "I will go to Shaolin naturally, I don't have to worry about the abbot."

"It's very good."

Huo Yuanzhen has never left the city wall from start to finish. Seeing that things are over here, he is ready to leave.

reached out and beckoned, the golden-eyed eagle descended from the sky, Huo Yuanzhen put on the eagle's back, and seemed to remember something: "God has the virtue of good life, this old beggar is not seriously injured, although he is abolished. martial arts, but this poor monk should also give him a healthy body."

After he finished speaking, he directly used the Great Star Absorption Art to suck Meng Fantian over, and then directly lifted off into the sky.

The people below kept sighing, the abbot has a good heart and is so merciful to the enemy.

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