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"Pearl-grabbing style!"

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the sweeping monk. At this moment, his aura suddenly rose, and he exuded vast coercion. Under this coercion, Kumozhi couldn't help but open his eyes wide with a look of disbelief on his face. , And at this time, the attack of the sweeping monk also went towards Kumozhi's temple! .

Chapter [-] Jiumazhi was transformed!

The sweeping monk was clearly attacking from behind, but his speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, his hand was in front of Jumachi. Has phantom.

He swept away with both claws, and swept to Kumozhi's temples from the left and right at the same time. At this critical moment, Kumozhi was so terrified that he didn't care to attack the sweeping monk again, so he quickly retracted his attack and prepared to defend.

Kumozhi blocked the attack of the sweeper with his elbows, and at this time, the sweeper continued to attack him again.

"Moon fishing style!"

Sweeping monk shouted, he stepped forward an inch, his hands bypassed Kumozhi's ears, and hit the back of Kumozhi's head directly.

In the face of this lore blow, Kumozhi became more and more flustered. He couldn't have the fighting spirit at all, so he could only keep defending. I don't know if it was the reason why the sweeping monk released the water. His attack could be hit, but it just hit. Jiu Mozhi's hands bounced off again.

""Wind-chasing", "shadow-catching", "playing the piano", "gushing", "criticizing", "punishing", "holding the weak", "defending the lack"!"

The sweeping monk then shouted, he made eight moves, one move after another, like a mountain spring and a cliff waterfall, each move could be connected to the next move flawlessly, and the terrifying attack continued to attack the dove. Mochi.

At this time, Kumozhi couldn't resist it for a long time. His hands were staggered by the floor sweeper, and the whole person was exposed in front of the floor sweeper. However, the floor sweeper still did not attack. He just used the rest of the moves without attacking Kumozhi. It's like teaching Kumar Wisdom.

Accompanied by the last move of the defensive strike in front of Kumozhi, at this time Kumozhi also seemed to have suffered a heavy blow in his mind. It was obvious that the attack did not hit him, but the moves seemed to keep playing in front of his eyes. In general, let the latter's mind keep showing the appearance of being hit, and finally can't stand it anymore.

"Master, why do you have to enter the phase ¨ˇ!" The sweeping monk performed a Buddhist salute and said.

Seeing this, all the monks of Shaolin Temple were already dumbfounded. They never knew that there was such a master in their temple, and this master was actually an ordinary sweeper!

Everyone was sluggish. At this time, the sweeping monk moved again. He condensed his hand into a claw shape and placed it on the top of Jiu Mozhi's head, and then a deep internal force surged up, and at the same time, Jiu Mozhi's face gradually became peaceful. stand up.

"Life is created by oneself, appearances are born from the heart, all things in the world are transformed appearances, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, and everything does not change."

"Laugh at the face, don't complain. Leisurely, follow your heart, follow nature, follow fate. What is destined to change your life is only a hundred years later, when that flower blooms."

"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

The floor sweeping monk used his inner strength in one hand while reciting the words of the Buddha. His words had a deep contagion. When the martial arts knight next to him heard his words, their hearts slowly calmed down, especially Some deeply sinful people also felt a sense of guilt, guilt and tears.

Xiang Feng looked at the sweeping monk in that scene, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. The golden dragon wandered in his eyes and looked at the sweeping monk again. At this time, the sweeping monk also felt something, he did not speak, and then read him 's scriptures.

At this time, Xiang Feng's gaze towards the sweeping monk changed again.

In Xiang Feng's eyes, every word that Sweeping Monk said was turned into a rune, which was reflected in Kumozhi's mind. At this time, Sweeping Monk seemed to have the golden body of Buddha behind his back, with a sympathetic and compassionate look. The appearance of all beings.

About half an hour later, at this time, Kumozhi's face was as peaceful as that of a baby. He opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, like a newborn child.

"Many thanks to Master Duhua, the old man finally saw through the world. Everything is empty, only I, Buddha, are true. I hope Master can take it in. From now on, Jiu Mozhi is willing to accompany the Buddha under the blue lamp!"

The first sentence Kumozhi stood up was to express his gratitude to the monk who was sweeping the floor. At the same time, he was willing to be a monk in the Shaolin Temple. This scene made everyone stunned.

"The degree of Buddhism is really profound. I didn't expect that even a Tubo national teacher could be transformed by a master, and his current strength has also reached an extreme level. The ability of sweeping monks is really powerful!"

Just when everyone sighed, Xiang Feng finally spoke, and when he heard his words, there was another uproar.

".'The donor is something in the pond, and the poor monk doesn't want to embarrass the donor. Why don't we quit Northern Shaolin today?" said the sweeping monk, performing a Buddhist salute.

"What if this king doesn't agree?" Xiang Feng's eyes flashed.

The most unacceptable thing for Xiang Feng is the threat, and this sweeping monk just used the means of threat, but his threat method is more clever.

It's a pity that Xiang Feng will be afraid, but he will not retreat because of fear!

As soon as Xiang Feng's words came out, the scene became solemn again. The assassins behind Xiang Feng also pulled out their swords at this time, and the murderous aura was revealed again.

They are loyal to Xiang Feng, the loyalty has been fixed and will not change at all. Although I don't know how this sweeper monk saves people, (okay) he definitely can't save Xiang Feng's subordinates who are present!

The murderous intent was everywhere, and the placid face of the sweeping monk also faintly fluctuated. He seemed to have only saved Jiu Mozhi just now, but in fact, he had already saved everyone present, but he was not so direct with others. But leave a seed in their hearts.

The sweeping monk's transformation was very successful, but he did not expect that Xiang Feng's subordinates would not be affected at all, which was beyond his expectation.

"Donor, the seventy-two stunts and the Sutra of Yi Jin are the treasures of my Shaolin Temple. Only by learning the Buddhist scriptures of this school can we truly control them, otherwise there will be a danger of going crazy. If the donor really wants to learn this Buddhist scripture, it is better Entering my Buddhist sect, how about a few days of poor Taoism teaching you?" The floor sweeper said with a kind expression on his face.

Xiang Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent! .

Chapter [-] The sword points to Shaolin!

A person like Xiang Feng is by no means the kind of person who has no desires and no desires. On the contrary, if he becomes that kind of person, it will be even more uncomfortable than killing Xiang Feng.

And the implication of this sweeping monk is to demean Xiang, and this seems to violate the taboo of Xiang Feng.

"You have to convert to the Buddha before you can learn the seventy-two stunts and the Sutra of Yi Jin." Xiang Feng asked with the corners of his mouth raised.

Xiang Feng's body began to glow with cold air, and his murderous aura began to subside, but a storm began to condense.

"The seventy-two stunts require profound Buddhist scriptures to be mastered, as well as the Yi Jin Jing, which all require the assistance of Mahayana Buddhism. If the donor really wants these two secret books, they can only stay in this Shaolin Temple. "The Sweeping Monk narrowed his eyes and said.

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Xiang Feng gently pulled out the Yitian Sword from his waist, the sword carried a sword chant, and pointed at the monk sweeping the floor at the same time. When the Yitian Sword was unsheathed, a fierce sword energy filled the audience. Sword Intent, everyone's skin is like being stabbed by a sword.

"The Northern Shaolin Temple insults this king, and the crime should be punished. Today, a shadow killing order has been issued to the Northern Shaolin. All people in the Northern Shaolin will be killed without mercy!" Xiang Feng said, with 300 murderous auras in his eyes!

"kill!"

Hearing Xiang Feng's words, all the shadow-killing assassins burst into a roar.

Every shadow-killing assassin has experienced bloody massacres. Their hands are stained with endless blood, and they exist because of slaughter. Now they have released their murderous aura, and the entire Shaolin Temple is shrouded in a sea of ​​corpses. .