Chapter 187(2/3)
I'm afraid you picked the wrong object!
It sounds good, but inside the words, only the words are not talking about Shaolin, but the evil monks are crowded, and they are prone to imprison themselves.
Along the way, he has never experienced what he has experienced, and he has never seen it.
Now listening to him has become an insult to Shaolin.
If you are really moving, you will become a ruthless demon outside.
"Oh!"
Lin Mang laughed lightly, but there was a little shadow of that group of literati in the hall.
The same disgusting!
"Why are you bald donkeys always the same as that group of literati, so hypocritical ..."
Lin Mang raised his head, stared at Xuan Bei, and approached.
"Since you say that ..."
"Then please go to death!"
Swordsman appears!
Under dusk, the drizzle is covered, creating a desolate and weird sense.
As soon as Lin Mang shot, he was a trick, and there was no one to stay at all.
Qi and blood roar in the body!
"boom!"
It is like a wave of waves that crushed the reefs on the shore, and it was like a drum.
Extremely overflowing!
At that moment, Xuan and sadly opened his eyes.
In the face of life and death, he still shot.
A palm of the palm, there is a sound of dragon elephants.
But soon, the pupils of Xuan Bei shrank, and there was a touch of stunning in my eyes.
Because Lin Mang's knife was not cut towards himself, but fell to the mountain gate.
"Well!"
At this moment, Xuan Bei was too late to stop, and King Kong's palm fell to Lin Mang.
The body's qi vibration.
Lin Mang shook his body and stepped back, and the giant rocks under his feet were broken.
The falling rain drops gently, at this moment seemed to be stagnant.
Lin Mang showed the cold mang in the eyes of the eagle -like eyes, which was chilling.
"Strike Jin Yiwei!"
"capital offense!"
As soon as the blade turned, the blade was cut towards Xuan Bei.
Broken!
Deep in the sky, the clouds are lingering, and the rainwater is cut out with this sword.
Gengfeng roar!
Qi Shunxiao!
The knife gas condensed, gathered the roar down the sky, stirred the wind and clouds with its own strength.
Lei Hong's pupils that stood up in the distance shrank, and shocked: "This is ..."
"Grand Master!?"
But soon, he rejected this idea.
If it is really a master, it will be more than that.
But only the great master who can think of the world.
Looking at this situation, the town's career was afraid of only one step away.
Unexpectedly, this time he would let him see such a magnificent scene.
When hitting Shaolin Temple, and killing abbot Shaolin Fang, it was all the feats of the world.
Abbot of Shaolin Temple, the status of these characters in the rivers and lakes is important. If it is out, I am afraid that it will cause a great stir.
Xuan Bei's eyes flickered, and his body was soaring. He was overdrawing his life.
A golden Buddha light suddenly rose into the sky, penetrating into the sky, and a huge golden body Luohan appeared behind Xuan Bei.
Golden body Luohan faced with majestic power, he swapped the magic pestle with one hand.
"break!"
The cold sound condensed into silk threads, and the rainwater was broken.
Golden body Luohan was broken.
The silent fluctuations spread suddenly, and it seemed that the birds that were unintentionally flew by hundreds of meters were instantly turned into powder.
The mountain gate of Shaolin Temple was broken together.
In the dusty dust, Xuan Bei stood in place.
Gradually, his eyebrows were cracked, and his body cracking.
【Energy Point +750000】
After killing the dust, he realized that the different six masters had different heritage.
In front of the mountain gate, all the monks took a breath, and there was a hint of shock in the eyes.
Behind it is a layer of inexplicable chills, all cold.
But soon, a cold violent drink pulled the people's mind back.
"Jin Yiwei Listen!"
"Enter the Shaolin Temple, arrest the murderer!"
"If you encounter resistance, don't kill!"
Seeing, Lin Mang had already killed it in the Shaolin Temple with a knife.
When the eyes come, everyone is in awe of the same heart.
Anyone who has a murderous person dies under the knife!
Thousands of Jinyi Wei stepped into the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.
In the entire Shaolin Temple, it was trapped in turbulence.
In the majestic heavy rain, Lin Mangi knife slowly walked, his expression slightly condensed.
From beginning to end, no Master Shaolin appeared.
In front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion,
The moment Lin Mang came, a strong breath was rising suddenly in the pavilion.
In the sky, the clouds were broken, and a statue of a vast Buddha was condensed.
In the clouds, there is a flicker flashes.
There are different images!
The entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is surrounded by a very scary power.
The strong oppression makes people breathe difficult.
Lei Hong's face was dignified, and his heart was stormy.
Grand Master!
Looking at Lin Mang's eyes, he was helpless.
Lin Mang looked forward indifferently, and he was not afraid of this momentum.
If he was afraid, he would not come today!
a long time,
An old sigh of sighs came from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
"Since today, I have been in Shaolin Fengshan for three years, and all the temples have been closed."
Lin Mang smiled coldly, indifferent: "Not enough!"
To be continued...