The first master of the younger generation of Shaolin Temple is now being abused by Tang Xiaobao all over the ground, and he is so embarrassed that he doesn't want to.

Wu Neng is aggrieved!

How could he have suffered such a great grievance and humiliation!

But there's no way, it's really here, I can't help him.

I heard the crackling sound in the square, Tang Xiaobao's slap broke like rain on the top of Wutong's head, and the scolding did not stop.

Everyone was ashamed.

What a hatred this is.

It's just too bullying.

Yes, everyone felt that Tang Xiaobao's attitude towards Shaolin Temple was too different, and he seemed to hate it extraordinarily.

Could it be that someone in Shaolin Temple has offended this evil star?

Tang Xiaobao has not yet fought with any master of the head generation, but no one dares to underestimate him anymore, even if many people still think that his most powerful thing is only light skills, but light skills are also a kind of martial arts, not convinced!

Wutong tried to fight back at the beginning, but in the end he could only dodge around with his hands on his head, but no matter how he dodged, he couldn't let Tang Xiaobao stop for a while.

Tang Xiaobao's slap never stopped from beginning to end, and it was particularly accurate, and the palm fell on the top of his head.

The faces of the people in Shaolin Temple were gloomy, and they couldn't wait to immediately step forward and attack them.

But in front of so many fellow martial artists, they can't seem to afford to lose this face.

Just when everyone in Shaosi Temple was still hesitating, Wutong didn't hold on, and fell straight to the ground.

Gono foams at the mouth, severe concussion, urinary incontinence.

Tang Xiaobao stopped at this time and let a few monks save Wu Neng.

After Wu Neng was rescued and woke up, he seemed to be crazy, dancing with his hands, and his hands frequently covered his head, as if he was driven crazy by Tang Xiaobao, his eyes were red, tears were in his eyes, and he was muttering words in his mouth.

Sweat.

Good guys, I'm really crazy to be filmed.

That's right, even if it's a football, if it's been filmed for so long, it's possible to be deflated, let alone the head.

Wu Neng is a senior disciple of Shaolin Temple, and he is also a monk, and the top of the monk's head has no hair and cannot play a protective role......

Tang Xiaobao did not have the slightest sympathy for these monks.

Licking his lips, Tang Xiaobao looked at the face of Master Wuxian who was about to vomit blood, and sneered: "There is no gold and steel diamond, you can take care of this porcelain work, you always have to do everything according to your ability, you can't blame me." ”

Master Wuxian has long since lost the demeanor of a monk, he pointed at Tang Xiaobao and shouted: "Ignorant child, you are going to be the enemy of my Shaolin Temple, Lao Tzu will not let you go." ”

Khan, at a critical time, where he looks like a high-ranking monk, he is like a hooligan leader.

Tang Xiaobao laughed: "Why don't you say that the poor monk is here? Specially, a group of fake monks, come and come, I will beat your apprentice, there is a kind of come to bite me, you come, come to beat me!"

It's so cheap!

It's so cheap!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Looking at Tang Xiaobao, there was some horror in their eyes.

It's so poisonous, the masters of Desirelessness have been forced to be so embarrassed, it's so pitiful!

The master of desirelessness also ignored the image of the monk, and shouted: "Eighteen Arhat arrays, set up arrays!"

In an uproar, a large group of monks behind him, almost all of them ran out, counting, exactly eighteen, including old and young, all of them holding wooden sticks in their hands, each with anger on their faces, and even many monks scolded in their mouths.

The one who had already retreated to the side seemed to suddenly jump over and fall beside Tang Xiaobao, Zheng!

With the soft sword in his hand, it was as if he didn't wait for Tang Xiaobao to make a move, so he flew out first.

As soon as the eighteen Arhat formations were set up, they rushed over, and in an instant, the eighteen monks trapped them in the center.

No one is optimistic about it.

Everyone knows that the Master of Desirelessness is already extremely angry.

It's all used to protect the temple.

This is a mastery at the bottom of the box.

Everyone here, even the heads of the various factions, did not have the confidence that they could easily break this formation.

It's like a light movement, although there is a sword in his hand, how can he make people look high.

Only Tang Xiaobao wanted to speak and stopped, and while retreating, he muttered: "Okay, I'll come first, it's not time yet, I can't help it, hey, what's the point of you bullying these monks." ”

The people who were closer to him were from the Huashan faction, and when they heard his words, they couldn't cry or laugh.

Come on, you think she can win?

Still bullying monks?

This is why the monk should bully her, okay!

Yes, no one is optimistic about Wanyu.

Even many people feel a little regretful in their hearts.

After all, like a big beauty, no one wants to see her defeated.

The stick has no eyes, this group of angry monks will not show mercy, if they hurt or kill her, it will be a great loss in the world.

But in fact, before everyone could react, the battle was over.

Eighteen monks waved their sticks at the same time, and they were like mountain sticks, as if they were trapped in the center, like a waterfall, and swept over.

But the next moment, the waterfall is disconnected from it.

The shadows of the sticks flew wildly, and the eighteen monks fell out one after another.

Bang bang......

It's very rhythmic.

In less than two minutes, all eighteen monks fell to the ground, and all the sticks in their hands were half shortened, without exception.

Moreover, these monks all have sword wounds on their bodies, although they are all minor injuries, but they also see blood, and blood flows out.

As if standing in the middle of the square, the software in her hand disappeared again, and she looked coldly at the Master of Desirelessness.

Master Desireless's face turned pale.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Strong, strong, too strong!

This is the Shaolin Temple's eighteen Arhat array, the temple protection array, I don't know how many years have been famous in the rivers and lakes.

Is this broken?

Is it that easy?

Everyone can see that it seems that they have shown mercy to their subordinates, otherwise, the eighteen monks present will not be able to retreat with their whole body, no more than three, or even more likely, the entire army will be wiped out.

As if turning around, he saw Tang Xiaobao shaking his head and sighing.

She hurried over, like a child who had done something wrong, and said carefully: "Brother Tang, I'm sorry, I was a little angry just now, so-"

"Why don't you waste their martial arts when you're angry? Most of these bald donkeys are deceitful and famous. Tang Xiaobao said.

As if with an oh sound, he said, "Then I'll go and abolish them now!"

Burst!

Many people at the scene almost fell headlong.

Are you going to scrap them now?

Do you guys play like that?

That's bullying.

The monks of Shaolin Temple, just now all returned, are treating their injuries, hearing this, many people in the hands of the medicine bottles fell to the ground.

They were frightened and pale.

Especially the eighteen people who had just been defeated, they knew Wanru's strength very well, and they didn't doubt their strength at all.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaobao relieved the siege: "That's it, my Buddha is merciful, let them live, who called me a bodhisattva." ”

Everyone present was speechless for a while.

Are you still a bodhisattva?

Tang Xiaobao looked at the monks and couldn't help but be happy.