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Two steps forward!

"Bald donkey Defang, you bastard!"

"You dare to scold me?" The German monk's face turned green, but looking at the red pupils, he couldn't help but feel a little familiar, but what could that be? This guy took two steps. The ground slammed, and the huge body had already arrived in front of Zhang Ren.

"You're right, our Shaolin is the authentic national art, no matter whether Yonghe is Nie Zhen or not, if you abolish my nephew, I will abolish you!"

Stop it!

The great monk was just about to make a move, but Zhou Xianxian, who was dressed in a police uniform, had already blocked in front of Zhang Ren, and said angrily: "You are a strong man in national arts, but our Huaxia is a society ruled by law, you have a personal vendetta to hurt Zhang Ren, believe it or not, I will arrest you and bring you to justice." ”

The great monk glanced at Zhou Xianxian with contempt, and said disdainfully: "What you said makes sense, then I will say that this Zhang Ren is a scum of the national arts, and I want to eradicate this demon for the national arts world, you can get out of the way, right?"

Zhou Xianxian said with an ugly face: "You have no evidence, why do you say that." ”

The great monk laughed, the sound shook the things around him constantly, and a murderous aura suddenly erupted in his eyes, and he said hideously: "My Shaolin said that he is a scum of national arts, and he is a scum of national arts!"

Before the words fell, the German monk's terrifying fist had already smashed out, and a tsunami-like voice instantly sounded in the air, Zhang Ren's expression had changed, and the fist style was released, this guy had far surpassed Hua Jin, and even reached the realm of the late stage of Dan Jin!

At this moment, several figures had already responded to the German monk at the same time, and five or six fists were in front of Zhang Ren, and they should respond to the opponent's casserole-sized fist!

Bang!

The bodies of these men had already flown upside down, and they fell to the ground so hard that they vomited blood almost at the same time. Zhang Ren's eyes were red, and among the people who vomited blood, there were not only disciples of the Zhang Family's Guoshu Pavilion, but also two women who accompanied him.

At this moment, the color of blood red filled Zhang Ren's face, and his expression became almost hideous: "German bald donkey, you dare to hurt my friend!"

The German monk smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "These people dare to stop me from abolishing you, they are enemies of Shaolin, and those who are enemies of Shaolin usually do not end well." ”

Is it?

Zhang Ren's eyes were blood-red, and he seemed to have returned to the black mountain gate again, the Seven Star Lake full of blood, and the girl Ah Cai, who had been dead for a long time. That feeling has transcended the pain, even beyond the memory.

There is only one thought left, to kill this Luohan Hall head, to avenge the master and these friends!

Raising his head suddenly, his only red pupils stared at the German monk. Obviously, he has been through a hundred battles, but the German monk somehow got it, and suddenly felt that his body shuddered, and the person in front of him seemed to be not a person, but a demon.

Suddenly, a roar appeared in everyone's ears, and Zhang Ren's body had appeared in front of the German monk at some point, and his entire body seemed to turn into a cold blade and slashed down!

Daring!

The German monk never imagined that this ant who was just a powerful mole ant would take the initiative to provoke, and the powerful Vajra palm had already been swung out! He had been practicing in the Shaolin Luohan Hall for decades, and the powerful Vajra palm was infinitely powerful, and it had already slapped on Zhang Ren's arm in an instant.

Everyone's hearts sank, Zhang Ren and the German monk were at least one big realm apart, I am afraid that they will not be able to stop each other even a move!

But no one thought that Zhang Ren, who was obviously slashed by a palm, did not have any expression. And the blood-red eyes became more and more excited, and the whole person suddenly screamed, and his body turned behind the German monk again, and threw a punch!

Boom!

Zhang Ren hit the German side with a punch!

Everyone was dumbfounded, this is the first Shaolin Luohan Hall, and it is also the top ten masters in Shaolin, how could it be hit by Zhang Ren! What makes everyone even more unimaginable is that after the German side was punched, a painful expression appeared on his face, and a red thread appeared on the corner of his mouth!

God, Zhang Ren actually injured this top master of Shaolin, this is simply an incredible thing!

These actions appeared almost in a thousandth of an instant, and even the German side did not expect that the guy who was like an ant in his eyes could actually hurt him. This is a great shame for him!

After a loud roar, the German monk's fist had been waved out mercilessly, Zhang Ren instinctively waved his arms in front of him, but unfortunately he still couldn't stop the fist wind like a landslide and tsunami, the whole person was hit on the wall alive, and then slid down, the blood red in his eyes slowly receded, and finally returned to its normal color!

"You're not dead yet!" The German monk's eyes were bloody, originally he just wanted to abolish Zhang Ren's national art, but this ant actually injured him, which was simply an unimaginable humiliation.

What's more, at that moment just now, the German monk actually had a strange feeling, and this feeling just appeared a few months ago, although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that this feeling was called fear.

He was so terrified of the ant-like existence in front of him!

So, this man must die!

He walked forward slowly, with a calm expression on his face, and said after reciting the Buddha's name: "Donor, I originally just wanted to punish you, but you actually used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, such a person will only eventually become a madman without humanity, for the sake of the people of the world, I have no choice but to use my hands to get out of the devil!"

Almost at the same time, whether it was Bai Meng, Zhou Xianxian, Gao Yu and Zhou Tong, who had just arrived, had already blocked in front of Zhang Ren without hesitation, staring coldly at the German monk.

The German monk shook his head and said: "Several donors have obviously lost their nature by this demon, and the old man is merciful, and will not want your life, at most he will abolish your national art!

The voice of the German monk was cold and ruthless, many of the children of the Zhang family stopped, this one in front of him is the authentic Shaolin sect, representing the national art world of the world, they are enemies of Shaolin, almost equal to the enemy of the whole world, is it really worth it?

However, that third-class disciple Wu Hao stood beside a few people without hesitation, and said loudly: "I don't know any big truth, but Young Master Keren is my friend, even if he dies, he can't let you pass!"

As for the others, they did not speak, their expressions were not calm and persistent, and there was no fluctuation or hesitation at all.

How so?