My school sweetheart

Xu Lang's face is full of astonishment. He can't figure it out. Just as he is about to finish this operation and finish it perfectly, he is confronted with the poisonous hand of the sweeping monk. Who is the old monk? Isn't it the temple guard monk of Shaolin Temple? How can you use the martial arts of Songshan school? Why do you want to help the Songshan sect?

Xu Lang is full of doubts.

Just when Xu Lang was stunned, the old monk attacked him again. He didn't give Xu Lang any chance to breathe and breathe, as if he was going to kill him.

Just now, there was a huge "hand of great sorrow" in front of and behind him. Now, he has been attacked by Xu Lang one after another in all directions, and there is no way for him to retreat or escape.

Damn, old monk, what are you going to do? Shouldn't we be together? Well, what are you doing beating your own people? Xu Lang said in his heart.

This time, Xu Lang further proved a truth. In this world, as long as there are people, there will be right and wrong. No one can rely on it. Only by improving his own strength, can we rely on himself.

Hard is hard! Only hard, can win!

Of course, it's not that Xu Lang is full of pessimism about the world and others, but one thing after another, which makes him understand that only his fist is hard enough can he protect himself and his loved ones from being hurt.

Some people are trustworthy and worthy of trusting their lives. However, some people are unreliable after all. This is Xu Lang's insight at the moment.

On that day, if this sweeping monk didn't come down from the sky and save him and everyone, the consequences would be unimaginable. Who would have thought that the old monk would turn against himself in a few days?

Well, since you want to kill me, how can I wait for you to slaughter? Although I can't beat you, I will bite you even if I bite you.

After thinking about it, Xu Lang sprang up, stretched out his left hand and grasped it with a big hand. He suddenly caught a "big sad hand" in front of him. Then he made another effort and only heard "pa La". It was like the sound of a glass cup falling to the ground and breaking. In a blink of an eye, the "big sad hand" in front of him seemed to be broken by himself.

Xu Lang quickly used his "golden left hand" again, using the same method, trying to scratch the three "big sad hands" on the back, left and right. However, without waiting for him to respond again, the "big sad hand" that had just been scratched by himself recovered its original shape in an instant, and together with the other three "big sad hands" came from four directions.

When Xu Lang was stunned, he suddenly found that another "great sad hand" was suddenly smashed down over his head. Moreover, it was bigger than the other four. It was just like the Tathagata Buddha patted the monkey king on the ground with his palm.

At this moment, Xu Lang's whole body is under attack. Moreover, it's a unique skill that he has never learned. For a moment, he can't find a way to defeat the enemy. Even if he uses the "golden left hand", he seems to be a little weak.

However, Xu Lang has never been a man willing to fail. Even if he died, he would die on the way to charge.

Xu Lang uses his left hand to open the way. He grabs it hard, pulls it hard, and tears the space. However, in the past, his left hand seemed to grasp a curtain. If he pulls it hard, it will tear the space. It's very easy. In other people's words, this is the application of the so-called "space rule" of Western martial arts. It can tear the space, just like breaking the space It's like a glass barrier around you.

Now, however, Xu Lang uses the old technique of "golden left hand" again, using the so-called "space rule", but he feels that what he grabs in his hand is no longer a curtain, but something as hard as fine steel. He can't tear it at all, let alone tear it. On the contrary, his left hand feels pain. You know, his left hand is as hard as fine steel But the surrounding "space" is harder than fine steel.

Xu Lang was shocked and sighed!

God, what's going on? Xu Lang was shocked!

And the ethereal voice laughed: "hum, ignorant child, do you think you can really deal with me if you get a little bit of Western martial arts? Don't say it's you. Even those western gods may not dare to make trouble in China. You are just lucky to learn a little. You dare to disturb things in China with Western martial arts. I won't destroy you. Who will destroy you! What's more, I dare say that you didn't learn it by heart, maybe you just stole it, which is in line with your consistent style! Hum, today, I'll show you the real power of Chinese martial arts! "

Xu Lang called him resentful. He couldn't help scolding him: "what do you mean, old bald donkey? What is my consistent style? Do you mean Laozi is good at stealing? You are insulting me! Damn, I'll fight with you! "

Xu Lang said, and then with his hands and eyes, he called out the seven color Buddha beads in his eyes. His eyes suddenly stepped round and big. In a moment, seven Buddha beads of seven colors appeared in Xu Lang's two eyes. In high-speed rotation, seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple flashed by. Finally, he quickly fixed it as "green", which means that Xu Lang has been able to walk To use four colors of red, orange, yellow and green.However, Xu Lang is only able to use one of the colors, and can only choose one color at a time. He believes that if four colors can be used at the same time, or several of them are arranged and combined in different order, there will be different effects.

However, Xu Lang's comprehension and control ability of the "seven color Buddha beads" in his eyes only stay in the "fur" stage, and can not achieve more development and utilization.

However, just when Xu Lang used the green light beam, he saw that the green light beam could swing freely with his mind. It was like shooting a balloon not far ahead with an air gun. He only heard the sound of "bang", while the "big sad hand" in front of him broke and disappeared. He looked up again and saw the "big sad hand" above his head The color of "green" has been eliminated.

The old monk seemed to be in a bad situation, so he quickly removed the other three "big sad hands" and said, "good boy, I have been able to control the green beam. Although I am a Buddhist, I don't know much about the power of the seven color Buddha beads.

Hum, although the seven color Buddha beads contain the supreme power of Buddhism, it's a pity that you are too junior to master the seven color Buddha beads. In this case, why don't you give the seven color Buddha beads to me for safekeeping so that I can find more suitable people.

You, not at all! I don't deserve it

As the old monk said, he seemed to be exercising again.

The reason why he said "as if" is that Xu Lang only feels that there is such an old monk at present, but in fact, the old monk has not appeared at all, which makes him feel that he is in crisis at the same time.

To tell the truth, today's Xu Lang seems to feel that he has never felt a sense of fear and crisis since his debut. The old monk is obviously playing for real. He wants to take back his seven color Buddha beads, which is fatal. What he hates is that although he has many plug-ins, he has also undergone a lot of upgrades. He is more than enough to deal with ordinary experts, even big ones .

Today, however, he is faced with the existence of a "God" like monk sweeping the floor. Xu Lang feels that he is a bit incompetent and has an ominous premonition. It seems that he is destined to be planted in Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain in his life. Just a few days ago, he was beaten "dead" by a perverted master like JinYuTang. Now, he encounters a more powerful "monk sweeping the floor" than JinYuTang Lang thinks this joke is too big. Isn't it a joke?

The unyielding soul in Xu Lang's heart drove him to howl and soar to the sky. He wanted to catch the old monk. Even if he died, he would die on the way to charge.

At the same time, the old monk did his best to meet each other and appeared in Xu Lang's vision. Sure enough, it was the kind-hearted, God like "sweeping monk" who he saw that day. Now he is the executioner who wants to kill himself.

………

Jiangdu, Longteng bieyuan, Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

"Ah Hiss... "

Xiao yuruo, who is sitting in the living room drinking tea, suddenly sighs and opens her mouth to see that there is blood on the tip of her tongue.

Her mother-in-law Su Rongrong came to her and asked, "yuruo, what's the matter? Ah, bite your tongue? Can you bite your tongue by drinking water? "