"My name is Yang Chan. What's your name? It sounds like an alien person with an accent."

Yang Chan is very lively and talkative.

"My name is Amir, and I am from the Raab area."

Amir answered.

"Depending on your age, you should have gotten married and have children, right?"

Tang Monk likes to poach.

"Yes, I have two kids, they are all cute."

Amir nodded slightly.

"Look, everyone is married, you have no chance!"

Tang Monk told Yang Chan.

"Tang Sanzang, what do you mean? You are just jealous of others being better than you!"

Yang Chan bit Tang Monk and refused to let go.

After Amir handled this place, he returned to his side and sat down.

Men cannot say that no, Tang Seng just came to the Songshan Sect’s martial arts and had not had time to practice.

Dingdong!

One-click practice!

Tang Monk turned on the system.

In an instant, in one minute, Tang Monk felt cold all around him.

Even Tang Monk was covered with a layer of white frost.

"Dingdong, the Ice Divine Palm has been successfully cultivated!"

Tang Monk exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Brother, brother!"

A few more disciples of the Songshan Sect who were knocked down just now came to kill him.

"Hmph, don't hurt my elder brother, you're looking for death!"

Several Songshan disciples dressed in uniform rushed up huh.

“What should I do?”

Guanyin was in power for a moment, and Yang Chan also changed her face in fear.

When you have magic power, you will naturally not be afraid of them, but now your magic power is blocked!

How I hope that Amir, the Arabs just now, will help again!

Sure enough, Amir, who was not far away, got up and came over again when he saw this.

"I want to steal my limelight again?"

Tang Seng glanced over there and could not give him any more chances, otherwise what would happen if Guanyin and Yang Chan fell in love with him?

Amir must not be burdened!

Ice Palm!!!

Bang bang bang bang...

Tang Monk took action like lightning, and only saw figures scattered. When they saw clearly, they all left a white palm print on their bodies.

Boom boom boom boom!

A few people instantly turned into ice cubes and fell to the ground.

"Spicy chicken!"

Tang Monk turned around and said to Tang Monk and Guanyin, "Don't be afraid if I'm here!"

Amir, not far away, was about to come over, but saw this and sat down again.

"How is that possible? Tang Seng, you actually have magic!"

Yang Chan is incredible.

"This is not a spell, it is kung fu!"

Tang Monk explained.

"Tang Monk has too many secrets. If you have time, take him out and study it carefully!"

Guanyin smiled comfortably and knew it was okay just now.

I don’t know why, only with Tang Seng here, she will feel very at ease and safe.

"Why do you have the Ice Palm of our Songshan Sect?"

The remaining few people in the Songshan Sect saw that Tang Monk was also a bald man, and they were considered to be monks from Shaolin Temple.

"No, he is not our Shaolin monk. We Shaolin will not participate in your grudges with him!"

The monk who led the Shaolin monk waved his hand and said ruthlessly.

It is said that Shaolin takes compassion as its own heart, but it seems that it is just a legend.

"Hmph, if it's really not your Shaolin monk, then I'll kill him and avenge our disciples of Songshan Sect!"

The man was a one-eyed dragon with one blinded eye.

"Okay, you can kill it casually, and we Shaolin will definitely not participate!"

The old monk turned around and said resolutely.

"Who are you?"

Tang Seng asked curiously, seeing the other party's confident look, could he beat the Ice Divine Palm?

"Hmph, I am Zuo Lengchan, the founder of Songshan School!"

The other party said angrily, "I don't care where you learned our Songshan martial arts secretly. I killed so many of our disciples today. I must pay the blood debt and blood! "

"Can you beat my Ice Palm?"

Tang Seng couldn't help asking.

"Of course, because that was my invention!"

"I'm going, I actually hit the muzzle."

Tang Seng was sweating profusely and had to open the system again to find new skills.

"System, do you have the same kung fu skills as the Ice Divine Palm? Recommend it to me!"

"Dingdong, recommended successfully, Shaolin Luohan Fist, Guangming Fist, Jackfruit Fist, Powerful Vajra Hand, Capture Hand, Wuxiangjie, One-finger Zen..."

Tang Monk was dazzled, so he practiced the finger of the Wuxiangjie!

"Dingdong, practice successfully!"

In a few seconds, Tang Seng successfully practiced, and his moves were natural in his heart.

Ice Palm!!!

The head of the Songshan Sect slapped him with a slap.

It was extremely fast, and some gods were afraid of hurting themselves, so they retreated one after another.

The finger of the Wuxiangjiao!

Swallows, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, sw

Tang Monk clasped his hands together and emitted laser-like attacks from his fingers.

Hurry...

The ice soul of the Ice Divine Palm was instantly shattered by the laser.

"Ah, it's so hot!"

Zuo Lengchan held his hand and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, Ice Divine Palm, I also want to fight against our Shaolin's Wuxiangjie. It's a joke!"

Tang Monk said deliberately.

"Ah, he is really from Shaolin Temple!"

Zuo Lengchan was shocked.

The abbot didn't know what was going on, so he stared blankly and soon came over: "Yes, this monk is from our Shaolin. It's true. I am the proof!"

"The womb is so shameless!"

Tang Seng cursed in his heart, and then said, "I have cut off ties with Shaolin for a long time, don't pull it on me!"
To be continued...