Xingzi has a strong body, and although he wears a loose monk's robe, you can also see the bulging muscles on his two arms, giving people a sense of strength.

As soon as he made a move, his monk's robe floated up with a hunting sound, and then he stepped forward, leaving two clearly visible footprints on the ground, and smashed at Wang Cheng with a punch with a condensed aura.

He stood there as strong as a mountain, looking like a vajra protector!

This is the inheritance of the Vajra lineage of the Indian Buddhist Protector, which is the same as the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions of China, but the Vajra Sect has become stronger after later development, and the Indian Buddhism has to admit that the Vajra Sect is the first battle inheritance of the entire Buddhism.

Wang Cheng's eyes just looked at Xingzi's punch, and then he didn't pay attention to Xingzi's punch at all, the pace and speed of his feet did not decrease, and he still rushed towards the retreating Fro, his goal was only Fro, as long as he killed Fro, then Xingzi was not afraid at all!

Froh and Xingzi's master and apprentice also looked slightly stunned, obviously they didn't expect that Wang Cheng would ignore Xingzi and act so resolutely.

Xingzi's eyes flashed with anger, and he let out a low cry, and his fist smashed into Wang Cheng's abdomen like a hammer.

Flo also stopped at this moment, suddenly stood on the ground with both feet, the breathing in his body had been adjusted to the best, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and his whole body swelled again, especially between his chest and abdomen, which swelled up like a balloon, and he didn't know how much breath had accumulated in his chest and abdomen.

Seeing that Fro's hands were about to condense his hands again and print the tantric mantra, Wang Cheng snorted coldly, and the breath in his body also exploded at this moment, his feet were close to the ground, as if he was walking, and he seemed to be gliding. Strands of true intent flowed and condensed in my heart.

Bang!

However, at this time, Xingzi's fist also arrived.

The hammer-like fist smashed into Wang Cheng's abdomen, Xingzi first looked happy, and then the joy froze on his face, turning into a face full of astonishment.

Because, he punched down. Wang Cheng's body just froze for a moment, and then a huge force erupted, pushing him away.

Wang Cheng's whole person was like a bulldozer, he resisted Xingzi's punch, and then pushed Xingzi away, and there was only one goal, that is, Flo!

And this moment.

Flo also completed the condensation of the mudra in the blink of an eye, and the ten fingers of his hands that had turned into phantoms suddenly stopped, turning into a fixed tantric mudra. The adjusted inner family breath also broke out in an instant at this time.

"Horn ......"

The fourth path of Flo's tantric mantra came with a bang, and it seemed that he opened his mouth lightly to drink, but the sound hit everyone like a flood of bells.

Wang Cheng was shocked, and the sonic breath was pressed down like a mountain, and the speed of his impact suddenly decreased again, and his feet slammed into the dirt again.

At the same time, Xingzi, who was next to him, was not spared, and the whole person was blown out by the huge sonic impact on the spot. A piece of blood spilled out of the air, and the internal injuries were not light.

But. Wang Cheng is still standing here firmly, facing Flo, the two are only one step away!

At the moment when Flo's fourth mantra was issued, he was under tremendous pressure, and he suddenly opened his mouth to make a voice: "Lie ......"

This voice was like the other Eight Heavenly Dragon Mantra mantras he had just uttered, and the voice was almost faintly ignored in the tantric mantras. He couldn't hear it himself. But this voice strangely eliminated most of the tantric mantra sound wave in front of him, leaving only a part of the violent breath shock wave, which had little effect on him!

Flo's expression was shocked, and he sensed the change in his own sound waves for the first time. At this moment, he knew with certainty that Wang **** had mastered the secret method of deciphering his tantric mantra. That voice just now was not accidental.

How is this possible?

Fu Luo's eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief, this kind of mantra to crack the secret method of Tantric Yingong is a secret that is not passed on within the Buddhist Sect, and the Western Regions Vajra Sect should not have talent, why would Wang Cheng?

However, there was no time for him to look for answers.

Rumble......

The sound shock wave became smaller, and Wang Cheng bucked the trend in the sound wave, took one step and hit with a punch.

Frow didn't dare to continue to stand there and make sound waves, which would definitely be beaten, so he hurriedly retreated again, his expression and body were unusually embarrassed, no longer like a Buddha, but like an ordinary person fleeing.

The sound waves that were oppressing everyone around them suddenly disappeared.

Wang Cheng's punch condensed a powerful evil energy, and it was used with all his might, and the condensed aura had a tendency to condense into substance, and it almost condensed the evil qi.

Xingzi was lying not far away, and when he saw Wang Cheng's fist about to catch up with Flo in the blink of an eye, he suddenly shouted in a cracked eye: "No...... Stop......"

He knew that it was impossible for Flo to resist Wang Cheng's punch head-on.

However, Wang Cheng would not listen to him.

The two Indian monks came from thousands of miles to Wusheng Mountain to provoke, and the anger in Wang Cheng's heart was no weaker than that of his master, Daoist Changhe.

This punch is indomitable, and I am invincible!

Wang Cheng only had a killing intent in his heart.

When the fist was about to touch Flo for the first time, a clear realization rose in his heart, and the killing intent in his heart seemed to turn into a breath to spew out, and his feet smashed the ground, the evil qi boiled, and a thin layer of gray qi appeared on his fist!

A trace of fear flashed in Flo's eyes at this time, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, but he still couldn't make any effective resistance.

The fist is too fast, and everything is too late.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye.

Wang Cheng's fist hit Flo's chest with unmistakable accuracy.

There was no earth-shattering noise.

There was only a low, muffled sound, as if a circle had hit a dull sandbag.

But Fro's body was shocked on the spot, and then there was a slight explosion in his chest, like a small explosion, a bomb, exploded, and a stream of viscous blood spurted out of his vest, and the entire chest was actually punched through by Wang Cheng, and some fragments of organs were sprayed out backwards and spilled on the ground.

The scene was silent, and everyone's eyes widened and they held their breath at the same time, watching this very bloody scene.

The Changhe Taoist priest standing behind was shocked. More of a surprise. He had no idea that his apprentice was already so powerful that he could match him.

Wen Donggui and the three of them were in a complicated mood, looking at the figure standing there, Wang Chengke was only eighteen years old, and he was so powerful. Will you have it in the future?

Fortunately, the Wen family has an ancestral motto: you can't be an enemy of Wusheng Mountain.

Yang Qingyu, Wang Yuanyuan and other Wang Cheng's family members and apprentices were of course relaxed and happy, and the worry and anger just now gradually disappeared, leaving only the joy of victory.

The enemy will be defeated!

Flo's body trembled, strands of sticky blood coming out of his mouth, his eyes widened, his face full of shock and disbelief, and the fear of death. Looking at Wang Cheng, he reluctantly opened his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "You, you, you, Buddhism, concurrent cultivation, this is impossible to ......"

Wang Cheng slowly retracted his fists, and the bones all over his body made a crackling sound from top to bottom. His heart was boiling, and his eyes flashed like a halo like the sun. Staring at Fu Luo, he said coldly: "I am just a martial artist, representing the majesty of my master, and the majesty of the Martial Saint Mountain cannot be desecrated." Today you will die. ”

Streams of blood flowed down the corners of Flo's mouth and the large hole in his chest. Gradually, his life force was drained, and his tall body slowly fell backwards.

His entire viscera and the bones and muscles of his whole body have been destroyed by Wang Cheng's punch, and no part of his body is intact.

Bang......

When Flo's body fell to the ground, he completely lost his breath. His face was full of astonishment, his eyes widened, and he looked at the sky with horror.

"Master ............"

Xingzi let out a miserable scream, and then rushed towards Wang Cheng and shouted, "I want to kill you, I want to avenge my master...... Wang Cheng, you're a demon......"

Although Xingzi is confused, his punches are still very orderly, the punches are not chaotic, and the strength is still condensed, which shows that he has also practiced martial arts to the bones of instinct.

Bang!

Wang Cheng stood still, using his body to withstand his punch, Xingzi's fist hit his chest, and under the impact of a huge and condensed force, his body shook a little, and a trace of tingling pain came from his heart and viscera. But that's all, he just breathed smoothly, the scorching qi and blood flowed through, and the slightest discomfort disappeared.

This battle made his Earth Evil Fist Fa Nei Jia's cultivation to a higher level.

"You came to my mountain gate to provoke, and you still say that we are demons? Hmph, I don't know what to say!"

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, grabbed Xingzi's arm and arm, the cold evil aura in his heart was almost overflowing, the hot breath all over his body gradually turned cold, killing intent flashed in his eyes, pinching Xingzi's arm, it was a sudden twist.

A crunch click came into everyone's ears.

Koz's arm was twisted and deformed on the spot, and the bones were shattered, and the broken bone spurs were piercing out of the muscles, spilling a pool of blood.

Yes!

Xingzi let out a scream.

Wang Cheng hit him in the shoulder with another punch, sending him flying straight out, falling to the ground a few meters away, convulsing all over, and there was a series of blood on the ground.

When the other people present saw this scene, they all frowned a little and felt cold in their hearts.

Wang Cheng gave them the feeling of being like a hellish demon focused on killing.

"Wang Cheng, that's enough. ”

The Changhe Taoist suddenly said loudly: "Since Fu Luo is dead, let them go." ”

If it was a young Changhe Taoist, it was estimated that he would cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but now he would not do such a thing, the Daomen pays attention to the avenue of fifty, the evolution of forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of life, so everything can not be done.

Wang Cheng stood in place, heard the master's words and nodded, "Yes, master." As he spoke, he looked at Xingzi again, who was struggling to get up, and said in a deep voice, "You guys leave Wusheng Mountain immediately!"

Xingzi's eyes were full of hatred and glared at Wang Cheng, one arm had been completely wasted, and the skeletal muscles were shattered by Wang Cheng's strength, unless Wang Cheng personally treated it, there was no possibility of recovery, and the domineering of the strength was not just talking.

"Wang Cheng, I swear, I will definitely come to Wusheng Mountain again. ”

Xingzi stared at Wang Cheng and Daoist Changhe, and said word by word.

Wang Cheng retracted his breath, the aura of the earth demon gradually weakened, the pure yang rose, and his whole body turned into a furnace again, staring at Xingzi and said indifferently: "When you come, you don't need to leave." ”

Xingzi's gaze swept over everyone present, as if to remember the people present today, and then moved two steps, came to Wang Cheng, hugged the waist of his master Flo with one hand, and resisted Flo on his shoulder, Fro's body was like a tattered sack, and the gap in his chest had stopped bleeding.

Wang Cheng's eyes froze instantly, staring at Flo's wound, the bleeding had stopped so quickly? He could still feel Flo's body temperature standing here, and even, it seemed, there was still a trace of breath?

He suddenly said, "Wait!"

Xingzi carried Fro's body, trembled all over, and said loudly: "Wang Cheng, what are you going to do, don't deceive people too much!"

Wang Cheng ignored Xingzi, his face was serious, and he stepped forward and grabbed Flo's body, and his palm was like steel, slapping Flo's right chest and lungs.

He guessed that Flo was not completely dead.

Just like Na Ye at the beginning, a broken heart can survive.

From the very beginning, the masters of Indian Buddhism have practiced the lungs into martial arts, not the heart, so at the age of Fro, the strength of the lungs has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, and now it has not been broken, and it is not impossible to temporarily maintain life instead of the function of the heart.

This kind of mortal enemy is to kill the wrong one rather than let it go.

Wang Cheng shot mercilessly, and slapped it with one palm, and ordinary stones were about to be smashed.

Ahem......

At this time, the old monk Fro, who was being held on the shoulders by Xingzi, suddenly let out a rapid coughing sound, looked at Wang Cheng and said hurriedly: "Stop, Wang Cheng, don't kill them all!"

Whew......

Wang Cheng's palm stopped on his right chest, his eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "You really didn't die." Flo, today you go to the gate of my Martial Saint Mountain to spread wild, leaving me and my master with great shame, you will die, otherwise we will not be at peace in our hearts!"

As he spoke, his palm was about to fall.

After decades of Tantric Inner Family Secret Method cultivation, Fu Luo's lungs are incredibly powerful, and they can be said to be the most powerful part of his body, but they were almost shattered by Wang Cheng's punch, leaving only a trace of vitality and unable to bear any pressure.

Now even a punch from an ordinary person can kill him.

"I can help you!"

A trace of determination flashed in Fu Luo's eyes, one hand covered the broken gap in his chest, his eyes stared at Wang Cheng, and he almost used his last strength to say: "I know that you want to practice Buddhism and Taoism, I can help you." ”

Wang Cheng's hand stopped, only a millimeter away from Flo's right chest, his eyes looked into Flo's eyes, and asked lightly, "What do you have?"

Daoist Changhe and Wen Donggui both looked at Flo in shock.

As one of the sect masters of Tantric Buddhism, Fu Luo dared to divulge his own martial arts?

Tantra's inner family secret method is the strongest inner family secret method in Buddhism, after all, Tantra is based on the breath to make a sound to hurt people, and the understanding of the breath is unimaginable to others.

In fact, it's possible that Flo would actually do such a thing.

Although he is a monk, he has always been running for fame and fortune, and sending three junior disciples to follow the bright light to the Western Regions to find the mountain gate of the Vajra Sect is one of his means, and he wants to seize the position of the sect leader of the Buddha Sect.

This time, he even risked going up to the Martial Saint Mountain alone to snatch the Vajra Sect's martial arts.

He is very ambitious, and the more ambitious he is, the more he doesn't want to die.

Even if he doesn't even have a heart now, only a few breaths left, and he can live for seven days at most, but he doesn't want to give up, he wants to live. (To be continued.) )