"Okay, let's fight"~~

It seems to be so majestic, isn't it for a few buckets of rice to bend your waist?

So in this society, you tell me, what is backbone, what is face~~

It doesn't matter, the important thing is that someone pays for your so-called backbone, face!!

Of course, it also depends on whether this "few buckets of rice" is worth it, hahahaha~~ (The fat man is stinky again... ）

Where are the eighteen Arhats, Wu Stick ~ Wu Chi ~ Wu Palm ~ and Wu .....

But Wu Palm has already OVER. ~There are only seventeen.

In order to increase the odds of winning, Hongzhi took the place of Wuzhang himself!!

Although the tacit understanding is definitely not as good as the original eighteen, Hongzhi knows their formation very well and moves in position.

Hongzhi can also maximize the chapter position that Wu Palm originally replaced, if the power of the eighteen Arhats composed of them was only 8 percent...

With the addition of that Hongzhi, I think it can reach 120 percent......

It's not as simple as a substitute and a 1+1...

When the arhats saw the abbot joining, their confidence also increased a few points!!

The Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin are famous all over the world, and who dares to challenge them alone? There are them in martial arts novels, but in real life, the author doesn't brag about it, there really isn't!!

The eighteen Arhats have one of the most deadly martial arts - "Arhat Golden Body"~~

As the name suggests, it is the original flesh and blood, which can be turned into a golden body, that is, to increase the defense power~

When the arhats pick up the sticks, use the "Liuhe Stick Method"~ This is a martial art that ignores defense, which gives all cultivators a headache!!

Reader: "Hey, hey~~Wake up~ This is the earth~~"

Author: "Seriously, I really want to beat you~~ What's wrong with the earth? The earth is my home, I can blow it as much as I like, I beautify my dear earth, can't I? I'm annoyed~~ Go away." ”

OK, of course, on Earth, you can't go too far。。 All of the above martial arts,The effect is still there.,It's just not that strong.。。。

Don't talk nonsense, let's look at the martial arts arena, although the two sides have not opened the posture, but the momentum of immortality and no return has been exuded...

On the other hand, the fat man looked listless, as if to say, "Hurry up and go to Wudang after the fight~I don't have time to spend with you~"

Luo Han and the abbot were very angry about the fat man's attitude...

Fat man: "Roar? angry? That's right, otherwise it's so boring~~"

Fat and unhurried, he pulled out his "magic weapon" from his back - the improved version of "Tickle"

QAQ, as soon as this weapon is taken out, the colorful auspicious clouds, the earth-shattering thunder and lightning, all of them are gone.....

Some are only embarrassed...

This divine weapon, I am afraid that only Tang Shaobao knows about it.... Moreover, Tang Shaobao has a deep shadow about this~ Every time I see it, I get goosebumps all over my body~~

That kind of pain from the depths of the psyche is really not something that ordinary people can bear...

Tang Shaobao couldn't laugh.... But... The warrior monks are ridiculous and bloom .... I thought I was wrong....

Rubbing these Luohan sticks, it feels like hammering the fat man to the ground at once....

The fat man tickled, not to underestimate the opponent, but to play a little more..... Well, it also means to look down on the opponent...

After all, when I came to Earth, I never had a good fight~~

Once the fat man wanted to find the old man Bing, but the old man Bing froze the fat man as soon as he made a move.... And then, there was no then ... The old man went to drink tea...

In the words of the fat man, it is "looking for abuse by yourself, who is to blame~~~"

The makeup of the eighteen Arhats has been drawn QAQ, and the makeup is made up before the formation~~ It's wonderful.

But what to do? In order to maintain the glorious tradition of our ancestors. Makeup is still necessary to paint a drop....

After painting makeup, don't say it, it's really like that~ It seems that there is more energy...

It's a bit of an Arhat... But what is false is what is false... I don't know if I can withstand the fat man's beating!!

The Arhats set up a battle - the Arhat Formation~ (a few people are below, a few people are above, a total of three layers~)

It looks like an impermeable wall~ Not to mention, you can really stand still, motionless, that's what it's like...

Xiaomei and the others are now behind the fat man.... I'm waiting for the fat man to beat this group of Arhats...

The fat man slowly walked to the center of the martial arts arena. Stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and shouted—"Come here"!!

"One Yang Finger, Increase the Lion's Roar?" This is the latest super martial art "You guys come here"

Haha~~~ It's all right!!

The arhats, who received the provocation, did not move, waiting for Hongzhi's command.

- "Luohan Descending the Mountain"~

"The arhats on the upper two floors either rolled or jumped and fell from the grassroots level, surrounding the fat man in the middle. ”

- "Purdue Stick Law"~

"Luohan sticks have pointed towards the fat man.... The reason why it's a point, or is it because this stick method doesn't pay attention to how much damage... But this stick method is more and more painful to beat... I guess it's the effect of sealing the hole~~"

The fat man watched Seventeen and the sticks coming towards him, and jumped up unhurriedly~.

When the seventeen sticks gathered together, the fat man's body fell, and he stepped on it hard, and the seventeen Arhat sticks were perfectly stepped on under his feet...

(Don't ask, it's seventeen to ask, and the old monk didn't go on~)

- "Eight Treasures Mixed Yuan Stick Method"

Hongzhi: "The so-called: the gun pierces a line, and the stick hits a large area~"

"The stick is not more than an eyebrow, the body must follow each other, the tiger's mouth is the tiger's mouth, and the upper and lower posts are flying"

The warrior monks listened to the essence of Hongzhi's mantra and adjusted it one after another~

- Sticks

(This is not a martial art, just a technique of stick technique, ~)

The arhats held one end of their stick with both hands. (The other end was stepped on by the fat man)

Lifting it hard, the fat man was lifted up by this sudden force...

Yes, one person's strength may be lost, but there are seventeen people... And they are all warrior monks who have been practicing penance for many years...

Uh~ Okay, it's just that the fat man didn't expect to exert force at the same time~ This bit of power The fat man still can't hold it down.... Looks like it's releasing water?

There is no stick to step on, people are picked up... Then the fat man fell to the ground.. Movements that seem natural.. Thought that was it?

But the stick of the Arhat is still in the air...

- Falling Sticks

Seventeen sticks fell together, and I believe that if this force were to be smashed on the marble... I guess it's hard to find a palm-sized gravel...

smashed at the fat man's brain with such force...

If this is hit, I guess I don't want to do anything [release the killing order], and don't save the earth... It's just the end...

The ending chapter is called: The fat man unfortunately died, and the ending ended early....

QAQ, forget it, I'm going to be dying... You can die, but the end is impossible...

If he dies, he has to be rescued ....

The fat man raised the tickle and scratched it horizontally above his head... It doesn't seem like much energy... But those who have a heart can find out...

A sword shield formed by a faint blue light was above the fat man's head.

Tang Shaobao: "I remember Grandpa Bing told me that this is called "Imperial Sword Technique", which was created by the fat master when he ran away ~ in order to escape the pursuit ~~~~...."

A cold light struck, and Tang Shaobao's mouth was slapped hard...

The fat man heard Shaobao talking about his own troubles, and he slapped him unceremoniously....

"This old man, why do you say everything.... I'll tear his mouth when I go back... Eh, I can't beat it, let's tear off Shaobao's mouth first... Fat man, I don't talk about so many heroic deeds, just talk about this... This second goods~~"

Seeing that Tang Shaobao was slapped by the fat man, Di Qian, Xiaomei smiled and bloomed.... Sure enough, it's two goods...

Tang Zongxuan shook his head helplessly,,,, "Hey, my son who doesn't have a long heart, when will he be able to mature a little....

However, seeing that the fat man has time to smoke Tang Shaobao, he must know that the fat man is still comfortable dealing with these monks... There's no need to worry too much...

Well, Xiaomei hasn't worried about it since the beginning... Because in her heart, the fat man is - God!