1249 Meditation on Terror
The warrior monk was hit on the bridge of his nose by Jin Feng's flying knee, and without even snorting, he flew out more than two meters away, and his head slammed into the hard marble floor by the lake.
In an instant, a stream of blood flowed from the head of the warrior monk, and the whole life machine was cut off, and he was already dead.
This explosion exploded in just two seconds.
Everyone didn't even come back, and more people didn't even move their eyes to Jin Feng, only to see that Jin Feng was kicked by another warrior monk, and he had already rolled down from the air to the ground, but the warrior monk who had already been on the side lay down inexplicably.
Jin Feng rolled on the spot and got up, without raising his head and raising his legs, he kicked the second warrior monk.
With the help of his strength, he turned around, his steps protruded, and his short body hit the man's chest with his head, and his hands followed and hugged the man's waist.
The body flipped to the left with the force of the warrior monk, and immediately threw the warrior monk to the ground.
The moment he fell to the ground, Jin Feng's hands had already loosened and twisted the neck of the warrior monk, one against the other, and then again, and again, and again!
"Horn!"
The warrior monk didn't react at all, and his neck was tilted to the side at an eerie angle.
Dead!
Jin Feng kicked the warrior monk away, and the carp stood up, clapped his hands gently, and faced the audience with endless killing intent on his face, and roared.
"Who else?"
Two warrior monks were killed in five seconds, and everyone silently lowered their heads after being shocked and frightened, and recited the death mantra.
This is the bloody fact and reality.
The most capable Shaolin warrior monk on the Shenzhou side was killed by Jin Feng in less than ten seconds after he came on the field, which was beyond everyone's expectations, and a chill rose in his heart.
"Who else?"
Jin Feng's beastly roar spread throughout the audience, and everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes, not daring to respond.
At this moment, two barefoot and shirtless monks who were so black and shiny that they shiny from behind stood up and stood in a row to salute Jin Feng.
Jin Feng also didn't say a word, at this time, there was no need to say any more nonsense.
No matter how much you say, you can't keep the sea dragon Buddha's tooth.
All the way to the sudden acceleration, a tiger roared, a tiger pounced on the front and raised its head to fight.
As early as when he was in the Buddha Kingdom, Jin Feng had fought against the killers who assassinated Xie Guangkun, and they had a deep understanding of their combat skills and playing styles.
A critical punch hit the man's shoulder, but he was hit by another warrior monk's knee in the back, and his eyes were so painful that his spine was about to break.
Standing still, he punched a person, and his left arm caught the whip leg that another warrior monk threw over, but the warrior monk twisted his body, took advantage of his left foot to rise into the air, and kicked Jin Feng's jaw.
It's the most terrifying combo in Muay Thai, and it's harder than the first kick.
Seeing that Jin Feng was about to be hit, Jin Feng was holding the right foot of the warrior monk and falling to the ground at this hundredth moment.
"Boom!"
The warrior monk's serial attack suddenly failed, and the whole person fell to the ground all of a sudden.
Jin Feng's body immediately pressed over, and he grabbed the warrior monk's left foot and rolled it up hard.
After straightening the right leg, his body violently exerted force, and with a roar, he grabbed the man's right leg and rolled like a hot wheel.
"Bang!"
The warrior monk suddenly rose into the air, and his entire back and head smashed to the ground.
Without looking at this person, Jin Feng turned over and got up again.
His eyes were dark, his face was pale, he screamed, and rushed forward.
The second Buddhist warrior monk had already arrived. The moment his right fist hit him, he kicked straight through Jin Feng's heart.
Jin Feng flashed sideways, avoiding the piercing legs, and received a punch from the warrior monk in the face, and was immediately knocked to the ground.
The warrior monk's face was happy, and he was about to elbow and beat him.
Who knew that Jin Feng landed on the ground and swept at the ankle of the warrior monk.
"Whew!"
The warrior monk howled and fell backwards, but Jin Feng raised his foot and hit the man's neck, then jumped up and spun around, and kicked it again.
Before the man landed, he was hit in the back of the head by Jin Feng, and he couldn't help but stand up again.
This time, Jin Feng didn't spare his hand anymore, raised his elbow and slammed the man's chest.
The warrior monk spewed out a mouthful of hot blood, and then fell to the ground and disappeared.
This wave of combat took a long time, almost a minute.
Everyone around could see the fight of the three people clearly.
No one believed that Jin Feng would have such a terrifying and tyrannical combat technique.
This is...... No one ever knew.
Never!
If the top warrior monks in Shenzhou are not strong in actual combat, then the two warrior monks in the Buddha Kingdom are real masters.
A true master.
was knocked down and killed by Jin Feng within a minute.
At this moment, the most terrifying deep chill emitted from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and they silently lowered their heads and recited the mantra for the dead warrior monks.
The bloody tooth of the Buddha is really not blown.
Jin Feng's mouth was full, he spit out a mouthful of blood foam, stepped on the corpses of two people and walked to the center of the field, looked around the audience, and shouted: "Who else!"
At this lion roar, none of the monks at the scene dared to stand up.
As the monks dragged the dead monks away, Master Ningting and the Monk King Mokshati slowly lowered their eyes.
"Martial arts, Master Jin wins. ”
"Than Zen!"
Jin Feng's bloody teeth opened in his mouth, and he shouted, "Come!"
"Just come!"
There is no second word on both sides that directly compares to meditation.
Xiao Yangji of the snowy plateau walked over, grabbed a handful of yellow powder from his pocket in his hand and drew a large circle on the ground.
A pungent smell filled the air.
"Realgar!?"
Jin Feng's eyes moved.
After Xiao Yangji finished scattering the male huang, he bowed deeply to Jin Feng Heshi, withdrew from the circle and stood still silently, with a solemn face, and a trace of worry flashed in the depths of his eyes.
At this moment, I saw Master Ning Ting slowly get up and enter the circle demarcated by realgar powder, and slowly sat down.
"Guru Kim, please be careful for your safety. ”
After saying this, Master Ning Ting formed a meditation seal with both hands, his eyes drooped lightly, and he instantly entered a state of forgetfulness between man and me, turning into a body that only left an empty shell.
When Jin Feng was wondering about the meaning of this meditation circle, several warrior monks carried another box to the scene and fell to the ground in the circle.
I saw that the colorful poisonous snakes in the box were entwined and gushing out.
At first glance, Jin Feng's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.
"Spotted Viper!"
"Rising pit viper!"
"Over the mountain wind!"
"Krait!"
"White-lipped bamboo leaf green!"
"Five steps down!"
One after another, boxes were poured into the male yellow circle, full of the top ten highly venomous poisonous snakes in China, and they sealed their throats with blood.
Especially the silver krait, yesterday a twenty-one-year-old girl in Shenzhou kept the silver krait as a pet and was bitten, and she is still in a coma.
Those warrior monks are all master snake catchers, and they have male yellow on their hands, and they are not afraid of poisonous snakes at all.
More than a dozen poisonous snakes at the scene suddenly poured into a circle of less than three square meters, and the poisonous snakes bound by the strong male yellow became restless in an instant.
Jin Feng suddenly tightened his breathing in the next second, and the whole person was silent in an instant.
According to the encyclopedia of Du Niang, chanting Buddha Samadhi, the king of Samadhi. Meditation is contemplation.
To stop is to let go, and to see through is to see. Outer Zen and Inner Concentration.
Silence to silence to silence, body to emptiness and emptiness to emptiness.
This is meditation.
It's just that this kind of meditation is the most cruel and cruel meditation.
Cruel to the point of exploding, the meditation of gambling with life.
It's no wonder that President Kongzhi would be ashamed to find him, it turned out that they had already thought of this method.
In terms of martial arts, he is by no means the opponent of the warrior monk.
The Eight Heavenly Dragons are the protectors of the Buddha, and the warrior monks are the protectors of this group of old bald donkeys.
In terms of meditation, he is not the opponent of Ning Ting, the number one mage in Shenzhou.
Ningting and Makhasati are the two holy monks recognized by the entire Buddhist world, and there are no three.
The next than the sacrifice......
It will be ten, or even a hundred, times more terrifying than meditation.
In these competitions, Jin Feng will definitely not even be able to pass the first level, let alone the second and third levels.
However, they are ignoring one thing.
That's what they're facing, it's Jin Feng.
Jin Feng, who is a man in two lives.
In the male yellow circle, more than a dozen poisonous snakes smelled the smell of male yellow and were extremely irritable, grinning with their teeth, and the snake letter was uncertain and sizzling.
A few snakes kept writhing and crawling in a small circle, and the two snakes had already wrapped themselves around the thighs of the old monk Ningting.
Ning Ting had already entered a state of selflessness and emptiness, closing the six senses and not being moved by anything unusual in the outside world. ()
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