There were sneering Qian family members everywhere, and four vicious monks surrounded him, completely looking fierce and vicious, which made people feel very terrifying. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But Zhang Ren didn't care, and smiled slightly: "Is it up to you?"

Qian Lei sneered and said ruthlessly: "Zhang Ren, don't think that if you defeat Luo Hu, you will be invincible in the world, these four once beat an inner disciple of Shaolin Temple and vomited blood." It also broke the meridians of the curator of the Xishan National Art Museum, even if you have reached the realm of transformation at a young age, and these four are all people of the same realm, you can die for me!"

Looking at the arrogance on the faces of the four monks, their eyes were full of contempt, and Zhang Ren seemed to be an ant in front of them. It's not even as good as an ant, at most like a speck of dust!

Zhang Ren looked at the four people and said expressionlessly: "Wordy, let's go to war!"

The four monks grew up together, and they had a deep understanding of each other, and they almost roared and rushed over at the same time. In an instant, the shadow of the fist in the sky rushed down the void with the sound of the wind, and even the bright light around it made Zhang Ren feel as if he was being embraced by the darkness.

Zhang Ren's pupils shrank suddenly, and both palms slapped out at the same time! The powerful adamantine palm smashed right on the fists of the two monks in front of him, and the powerful force made his body involuntarily retreat backwards. But at the same time, the fists of the two monks in the back arrived, and if it wasn't for Zhang Ren's timely peach blossom steps, I am afraid that he would have been stopped in the waist. But even so, his clothes were rubbed by the fist of one of the monks.

There was a crack in the clothes.

Qian Leihaha, who was sitting not far away, laughed and said viciously: "Four masters, hurry up and understand this ant, I have prepared a few human beauties in heaven and earth, waiting for the masters to enjoy it!"

One of the monks snorted coldly: "He injured the junior brother of the Dharma Ring, how could he let him die so easily." ”

The four of them spun again, completely trapping Zhang Ren's body, his body continued to rotate, and the eight fists continued to shoot out like flowing water, and the powerful force tore open the void one by one, and the terrifying fist shadow continued to fall like a storm, and the void was full of the sound of fists breaking through the sky.

Zhang Ren dodged left and right, but the situation looked precarious, as if he could be hit by a fist at any time. Qian Lei laughed in the distance, and a hideous expression appeared on his face. He could see that these four monks were just playing tricks on each other, and as long as they wanted, they could get to know Zhang Ren at any time.

Qian Lei couldn't help but calculate, although these monks were remnants of the White Lotus, their combat power was very strong. In this case, what does he care about Shaolin authenticity. If you take them for your own use, the future National Martial Arts Contest will definitely be useful! What's more, as long as these four monks are not vigilant, they can secretly poison them at any time and send them to Shaolin Temple!

Thinking of this, he stood up again and said, "Four high monks, don't make trouble! Hurry up and deal with him!"

The boss of the four protectors, the monk against the sky, nodded and said, "Since Mr. Qian said so, then don't play it!

The bodies of the four protectors of the White Lotus Temple suddenly swelled up, and the monks' robes on their bodies were torn one after another, revealing strong and terrifying muscles, and what was even more surprising was that a red lotus flower appeared on the backs of the four men, as if it was a white lotus stained red with blood, dazzling and terrifying.

Qian Lei stood up involuntarily, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It turned out to be the Blood Lotus Formation, twenty-two years ago, there was this kind of formation that trapped the director of the National Art Museum in the capital, and finally let him die in battle, a few people even know this kind of formation, Zhang Ren is the ant!"

The four of them laughed at the same time, and their speed suddenly increased by three times, trapping Zhang Ren from the four directions of southeast, south, and northwest at the same time, and the fist with the smell of fishy wind also came in an instant! In their opinion, just this style can kill Zhang Ren.

Bang!

The four fists hit Zhang Ren at the same time, but the smiles on their faces had not disappeared, and they suddenly felt that there was nothing in front of them, and the four of them were actually empty at the same time! The faces of the four protectors of the White Lotus Temple changed greatly, and they turned their heads at the same time, but they saw Zhang Ren five meters away, looking at them with a smile on their faces.

These four people were shocked, their blood refining formation was invincible in the world, even if it was a young master, they would be trapped by them, how could Zhang Ren escape.

The monk at the head said with a vicious face: "Boy, what kind of demon method are you using?"

Zhang Ren stood there quietly, looking at them with disdain, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said lightly: "You guys are too slow!"

The Four Dharma Protectors were furious and said, "What did you say?"

Zhang Ren nodded as if he was sure and said, "You guys are too slow!"

Before the words fell, the peach blossom colorful steps had already been cast, and in the blink of an eye, they reached one of the monks, who was taken aback and threw a punch. But Zhang Ren's body twisted strangely, and somehow, he appeared in front of another monk, slapped the monk in the mouth, and retreated three meters away again, looking at them with a smile.

The monks were shocked and said, "What kind of body method is this?"

Zhang Ren smiled slightly and said, "Guess!"

The four monks have been invincible since the two opened the White Lotus Temple, and even defeated a Shaolin Inner Hall disciple with the Blood Lotus Formation, but there was no way to face such a young man, he couldn't help but scream, and the four huge figures pounced again.

But Zhang Ren sneered, and his body suddenly penetrated behind the two monks like a white horse, and his arms were spread out at the same time!

Shanxi's "Night Battle in All Directions!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang, four loud bangs, the four people had already flown out far away and fell to the ground hard.

Zhang Ren didn't care about them, turned his head and stared at Qian Lei coldly and said, "It's your turn!"

Qian Lei's pupils narrowed suddenly, he never expected that this young man would be so powerful, and his face changed and changed.

But at this moment, the four monks in the distance stood up at the same time.

They were the four protectors of the White Lotus Temple, and they were defeated by a young man, and their faces were flushed with anger. At the same time, he roared and pounced on Zhang Ren as if he was crazy. But Zhang Ren just shook his head and said, "I said, the four of you are too slow!"

A finger hit the eyebrows of the first monk, and the monk flew out directly upside down, unconscious.

The second palm smashed into the chest of the second monk, and with a click, the monk spat blood and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

The three claws grabbed the lower abdomen of the third monk, and directly grabbed a piece of meat from the monk's greasy stomach, blood splashed, and the monk also screamed again and again.

The fourth monk was the youngest of them, and seeing that the three senior brothers were not good, his body stopped and shouted, "Zhang Ren, you wait for me, our abbot will find you for revenge!" Before the words fell, the monk flew like a fly, turned around and fled.

Zhang Ren didn't chase the monk, just looked at Qian Lei coldly, and said lightly: "It's time for us to settle accounts!"