This scene was shocking.

The bodyguard, whose palm was cut off by Qin Murong, was sweating profusely. Unexpectedly, the idea was so thrust.

Qi Kunlun smiled and asked, "Now, do you still want to throw me out?"

The bodyguard didn't dare to put another fart, and he pursed his lips tightly without saying anything.

The monk guarding the gate suddenly turned gloomy and said, "It seems a bit inappropriate for the donor to hurt people in a quiet way in our Bodhi Temple!"

"Little monk, it's not that I want to hurt others, it's that they take themselves too seriously." Qi Kunlun replied slowly.

"If you want to see the abbot, you need to make an appointment, no one can break this rule! If you hurt someone now, don't blame me for beating you out!" The monk guarding the door smiled and shouted.

"Greed, anger, ignorance, little monk, you didn't do the right thing to avoid anger." Qi Kunlun shook his head slightly, "Bodhi Temple was successfully listed and accumulated billions of dollars. However, the Buddhist teachings became more and more profound, but the ambition was getting bigger and bigger!"

The gatekeeper shouted angrily and stepped forward, shaped like a fierce horse. When he got closer, he raised his right hand and shot Kunlun's forehead like a cannonball!

Qi Kunlun stood still and did not move. He raised his left hand gently and said, "Okay, today I will also see the authentic Arhat Fist of your Bodhi Temple."

The skill of this gatekeeper is surprisingly high. He probably came from a martial arts academy and has nothing else to do except practice.

When he punched, the air around him seemed to be burning. Obviously, the essence of the boxing intention was already obtained and it was very pure.

Qi Kunlun raised his left hand and quietly without any movement, as if he was touching the feathers on the peacock's tail. After he touched the arm of the gatekeeper, he immediately pinched it down and wanted to grab it!

"snort!"

The gatekeeper snorted a soft hum from his nose. When his fist was blocked, he held the other hand to his chest, turned into a dragon claw, and slashed it out, heading straight to Qi Kunlun's heart.

"Yunlong explores his claws, it's not bad!" Qi Kunlun said lightly. With his realm, looking at the world, how many people can make him do his best?

If Vajra is indestructible, is it a state that many warriors cannot reach or even look up to?

The opponent's "Cloud Dragon Claw" was fierce, but Qi Kunlun did not dodge or avoid it. He raised his palm and a small bag bulged in his palm, like a tumor, but it was actually made up of qi and blood.

The two of them hit their palms hard, and a muffled sound exploded in Qi Kunlun's palms, and the small bag dissipated.

The gatekeeper only felt a huge repulsive force coming from his palm, which made his whole body run wild and uncontrollably, and even his head tremble slightly.

He couldn't help but flew backwards, and then stopped for more than five steps in a row.

"Thunder in the palm of your hand? Are you a stinky Taoist priest sent by the Taoist sect to make trouble?!" The gatekeeper asked in a deep voice, with more hostility in his tone.

There are two major religious schools in China: one is Tao and the other is Buddha.

Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have not been in harmony. In ancient dynasties, once Taoism is trusted by those in power, it will desperately suppress Buddhism; Buddhism is favored by it, it will also suppress Taoism.
Chapter completed!