The sudden appearance of the little monk made the samurai of the island country suddenly feel a great shame. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I'm here to challenge, your so-called eighteen bronze people can't last a few rounds in front of me, and I even shouted a beautiful little monk again.

Definitely an insult, the biggest insult, is it possible to send a young guy to let my subordinates show mercy?

"Donor, please take action. ”

The little monk smiled slightly, still clasped his hands, and there was no slightest emotional fluctuation on his body, as if it was an old tree, taking root and sprouting.

"What a strong concentration, or rather, he has enough self-confidence, otherwise, it is impossible not to have a little wave. ”

Ye Ling was also amazed, this little monk is not simple, it seems that the warrior of the island country opposite is estimated to have to suffer, and he may have to lose.

The samurai of the island country smiled fiercely: "In this case, then don't say that I am bullying the small, remember, my name is Yamada Fifty-six, and when you go to hell, don't forget to report my name." ”

"Amitabha, after the death of the little monk, he also entered the Western Bliss, on the other hand, the donor, he will always go to hell, we have different ways, seek differences, or stop talking. ”

The little monk smiled slightly, and everyone was stunned, haha, what a funny little monk, tsk, in a word, he blushed and gritted his teeth when he said that Yamamoto fifty-six.

"Hmph, I want to see if your mouth is powerful, or my knife is powerful!"

As he spoke, Yamamoto Fifty-six suddenly rushed, his body was like a thunderbolt, he held the Oriental knife in his hand with both hands, and slashed wildly towards the little monk opposite.

Wow, as if the knife had cut off the flow of water, and as soon as the knife fell, even the air seemed to be a little stagnant.

Hey, the tourists around were all nervous, looking at the little monk in front of them, wanting to see how he could resolve such a ferocious knife.

The little monk faced Yamamoto Fifty-six's fierce blow, chuckled slightly, stepped on his feet, and his body was like a butterfly, fluttering, slightly oblique, and directly dodged this fierce knife.

The Oriental knife slashed down the little monk's face, with a terrible killing intent, but it was slashed into the air.

"Good!"

"That's it, kill this ****, dare to come to our Shaolin Temple to provoke, I really don't know who his father and mother are!"

There was a burst of cheers from the surrounding audience, but at this time, Yamamoto Fifty-six's face suddenly changed, and then his wrist was horizontal, and his shoulder was exerted.

Suddenly, the Oriental knife actually slashed directly at the little monk, but this scene scared everyone, this knife was too fast, fast, and ruthless.

Ye Ling smiled slightly, this knife seems to be fierce, but it is a pity that there are many loopholes, and the little monk should not have a problem.

Sure enough, the little monk was still smiling like a flower, and his palm suddenly poked out, like thunder and fire, and in an instant, he arrived at the palm of this Yamamoto Fifty-six.

With a snap, Yamamoto Fifty-six suddenly hit the little monk's full force, and this palm was not small, and it directly slapped Yamamoto Fifty-Six's Oriental knife.

With a bang, the Toyo knife fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound of clanging, and Yamamoto Fifty-six was silent, and at this time, the little monk chased and beat fiercely.

Bang, tiptoe to the ground, the little monk's body rose into the air, flying as light as a swallow.

Hey, everyone was surprised and yelled, good guy, this is special kung fu, like those reality shows on TV shows and the like, completely Nima is a fist and embroidered legs.

Bang, the first kick directly hit Yamamoto Fifty-six's chest, Yamamoto Fifty-six's body was shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible expression.

Immediately afterwards, the little monk's legs were like phantoms, his toes were connected, and his body was actually horizontal in the air.

Bang bang, the dull sound exploded in Yamamoto Fifty-six's chest, and every time the little monk's toes were a little bit, Yamamoto Fifty-Six's body was falling backwards again and again.

Everyone was stunned, this scene made them unforgettable, this is simply Foshan without shadows, but it is much more exciting than watching a movie!

Finally, after kicking more than a dozen kicks in a row, the little monk stopped, his body fell steadily to the ground, and then folded his hands and bowed slightly towards Yamamoto Fifty-six who was standing opposite.

With a pop, Yamamoto Fifty-six slammed into the end, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyelids turned white, and he fainted directly.

"Good! beautiful, haha, the little monk is mighty, I will be your fan in the future, fan!"

"Mom asked me why I came to Shaolin Temple on my knees, I worship this little master!"

"Little monk, I love you, I want you to be that me, too violent, too powerful, kill the beasts of the island country!"

Suddenly, all the people were boiling, laughing, and many people recorded this video with their mobile phones, and it was sent out in an instant, and the title was written.

Shaolin little master, beating the shameless man of the island country, the legendary serial feet really exist, and a wave takes away 666!

"Xiaoxing, he's so handsome!"

Li Ke's eyes are full of stars, this little monk, Zhang is too handsome, he is even better looking than a woman, and his skin is delicate, and his slight smile is like a spring breeze.

Mo Xing on the side gritted his teeth: "What's special, it's just a monk, is it possible that you can still be a monkey in life!"

The abbot of Shiran, who was standing on the stage, smiled slightly: "The monks are merciful, this benefactor is defeated, and please call an ambulance, my Shaolin Temple is willing to bear all the medical expenses." ”

"Abbot, give him a hanging hair, and pay for medical expenses, he is here to provoke, I follow the rules of the law, anyone who provokes, breaks his legs, and his life is abolished, and he will not break the law!"

"You can pull it down, like a toothpick, who has the eyesight to break his life. ”

"Let's say it, arrogant and shameful island people, can't you pretend anymore? Come to your grandfather to pretend, you are still not qualified!"

The surrounding tourists were all passionate and enthusiastic, and the little monk on the opposite side smiled slightly and said to the samurai of the island countries: "That plaque does not belong to our Huaxia, where did it come from, where do you go back." ”

Tsk, look, look, it's another little monk who pretends to be good, hiding a knife in his words, a pun.

The meaning is very clear, you cowardly plaque, let's take it back, you can't do it, I didn't see that your leaders have fallen to the ground, and they are completely paralyzed.

Look at you guys again, I guess the final ending will be like this, goodbye, don't make trouble.

It was here that suddenly, a middle-aged man walked in, wearing a kimono and carrying an Oriental sword at his waist.

His face was majestic, the breeze blew, blowing one of his empty sleeves, one of his arms was gone, and he was a disabled person.

"It's been twenty years, and I'm back!"

The man walked up to Yamamoto Fifty-six, looked at the miserable guy on the ground, and smiled coldly.

"Your hand?"