The origin of this monk is extraordinary, he is a master of the Natuo Temple, the first temple of Esoteric Buddhism, and he is practicing the Buddhist martial arts that have been inherited by Esoteric Buddhism for more than 1,000 years. **

Yoga is one of its housekeeping skills, yoga in ancient India, is a very widely spread body boxing method, Brahmin and Buddhism have studied, so it is also the core of Indian culture

"Master Hanzhen, you can strike first."

The middle-aged Chinese saluted the monk and said.

Both of them are the top masters in the world, and they don't disdain to deal with one person at the same time, even if the other party is very powerful and weird, they still have the pride of their own martial artists.

Han Zhen nodded slightly, and said: "The poor monk came this time, I thought there was no chance to make a move, but I didn't expect that this young man gave me too much surprise, his strength is strong, but the demonic nature is too heavy, if he enters my Buddhism to practice and suppress the demonic nature, he will be a hero in the world in the future, and if he is demonic, he will be the devil of the world, and disturb the peace of the world!" ”

Sim and the middle-aged Chinese frowned secretly as they listened.

His party is here to do unsightly things, but this monk is fighting for the peace of the world, and his motives are suddenly much nobler.

People say that monks are the most shameless, and it is really reasonable.

Wang Hengxiao shouted at Fang Qiang, Wang Ming and others, let them go first, go up with one punch, and directly suppress Bahad, Bahad's fists and feet were as hard as steel, and Wang Hengxiao's qi and blood were empty, and this person practiced Muay Thai to a realm.

However, Wang Hengxiao's domineering strength also made Bahad's whole body gradually lose consciousness, and he could only instinctively punch and leg, constantly attacking and suppressing, dragging Wang Hengxiao and others to the rescue.

Fang Qiang went to help Wang Ming up, and hurriedly ran towards the darkness to see if the rescuers brought by Du Yuecheng had arrived.

Huo Xiaoyan was also pulled away by two colleagues.

Sim's eyes flickered, and he wanted people to kill Fang Qiang and Wang Ming who were leaving, but he thought that this would distract him, and the main purpose this time was Wang Hengxiao.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot......"

Wang Hengxiao floated Bahad with two punches, flew directly out of the ground, fell to the ground and rolled several meters away, his face flushed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

With a Buddha horn, a bald monk with a thin face suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hengxiao, speaking Chinese, but his face was not Chinese.

"You're Ah San??"

Wang Hengxiao shouted in a deep voice: "One day, I will go and demolish your temple." ”

"Amitabha, the donor is deeply sinful, if you put down the butcher's knife and follow me into the empty door, I can keep the donor safe. [].”

Monk Hanzhen clasped his hands together and said with low eyebrows.

Wang Hengxiao ignored it, turned around and ran towards the front door, Sim arranged the manpower at the back door, there must not be many masters at the front door, and he could easily kill him.

At this time, Wang Hengxiao also felt the danger, although his fist secret skills were powerful, but they continued to consume the potential of essence and blood, and could not last, once it was a long time, he would be short of qi and blood, and his strength would not increase but decrease, and he would not be able to say that he would really be captured alive at that time.

It's weird.

Han Zhen's feet slowly floated off the ground, and flew towards Wang Hengxiao, his hands folded, like a flying Buddha, directly pressed down on the top of Wang Hengxiao's head!

Flying!

Sim and the middle-aged Chinese both frowned.

Wang Hengxiao was also shocked.

This is something that exists in legends, although there are many celebrity biographies in the world that record that monks who have seen India and practiced yoga can fly, but there is still no exact record in reality, but there are some swaggering Ah San who perform tricks on the street to defraud money.

In the seventies and eighties, the United States and China once held a large-scale flying performance gathering, and many masters who practiced yoga appeared in the square to perform flying skills, and it is said that the highest can fly more than ten or twenty meters, or even higher. …,

However, there are only written records, no pictures and video descriptions, and it is said that it was controlled by the US and national governments, but the truth is only known to people at the time.

At this time!

Flying is really in front of you.

This Ah San monk is not ordinary.

Wang Hengxiao thought about it in his heart, and had time to study the most authentic Yin and Du ancient yoga techniques.

"On behalf of the Buddha, I walk time, suppress evil demons, donor, don't struggle!"

Hanzhen said with compassion on his face.

Wang Hengxiao snorted coldly and shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost, I see how powerful you are!" ”

Finished!

Wang Hengxiao jumped up suddenly, and punched Monk Hanzhen, who was flying in the air, five or six meters above the ground.

Han Zhen held the flowers in his palm, smiled slightly, like the Buddha descending, his palm slowly stretched out, and Wang Hengxiao fought hard!

Bang...···

There was a muffled sound in the space where the two were fighting, and a wave of air flow spread out, and the air flow was surging within a radius of dozens of meters, as if a hurricane was brewing.

Wang Hengxiao was slapped by Han Zhen and fell to the ground, and Han Zhen was also beaten and flew up more than a meter.

However, Wang Hengxiao knew that this Ah San monk was very powerful.

He is one of the most powerful people he has met so far, and he may be more powerful than his master Li Jiansheng, and he can catch up with the old man Zhang Yicheng.

Just now, Wang Hengxiao jumped from the ground, and he attacked with his strength in a down-to-earth manner, and his strength reached an extreme, but Han Zhen was in the air, with nowhere to borrow his strength, and he fought hard with Wang Hengxiao with the strength of his body.

In this way, it is evenly divided, so Wang Hengxiao is a little weaker!

"Old monk, the coming day will be long."

After speaking, Wang Hengxiao turned around again and ran.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom............

Moment!

Three bullets flew in, blocking all the directions and spaces for Wang Hengxiao's retreat, Wang Hengxiao hurriedly stopped his figure, twisted strangely in the air, and the two bullets flew over his clothes, leaving a burning mark on his clothes, and his skin was stinging.

This bullet is not Lao Zheng's small-caliber pistol, but a sniper rifle bullet, which was hit, and with Wang Hengxiao's muscles and skin, it also left a transparent hole in the body.

"Donor, stay."

Hanzhen snorted, suddenly pounced, and his palms fell from the sky.

Wang Hengxiao hurriedly attacked, and with a huge force, Wang Hengxiao was knocked upside down and flew out, and the two brick walls behind were directly knocked out of two holes, and there was a loud noise.

More than a dozen black shadows around hurriedly rushed up to check the situation, for fear that Wang Hengxiao would run away, and Bahad was one of them.

Wang Hengxiao did run, with the help of the huge force of Monk Hanzhen, his body flew out upside down, the wall was broken with both fists, and he ran out of the underground boxing market directly, and there was an underground parking lot outside, and more than a dozen people and Monk Hanzhen chased after him.

Meantime!

Several snipers hidden in the shadows exerted their strength at the same time, and bullets pierced the air and roared, and the sound made Wang Hengxiao's skin tingle.

"It's big!"

Wang Hengxiao secretly blamed himself in his heart, he had always thought that he was an invincible master, and he acted a little unscrupulously, this time he knew that the other party was prepared, and he jumped into the trap arrogantly.

I don't want the other party to prepare so many means, sacrificing the two masters of Hill and Cage to buy time to arrange, and there is a sniper shooting range on all sides, even if this underground parking lot is within the observation range of the opponent's scope.

"Little brother, don't run, you won't be able to run away today."

The middle-aged Chinese man appeared on the other side of the parking lot, exited, and said slowly: "You are also Chinese, I don't want to make a move on you, don't force me." ”

"You've already shot at me."

Wang Hengxiao said lightly. …,

"Hurry up, time is running out."

Sim and his party caught up and shouted.

Although less than ten minutes have passed, it is already a lot, and the reinforcements from Wang Hengxiao's side will come back immediately, as well as the police. Even if Sim is not afraid, he has the ultimate strength around him, but it is unwise to confront the official people, and it is difficult to get out if it is exposed.

"Amitabha."

Monk Hanzhen shouted the Buddha's name, and his feet slowly left the ground again, floating towards Wang Hengxiao.

In fact, Wang Hengxiao guessed that this monk may have practiced the lower plate pile method such as a jack pendant, and the condescending urging jack pendant has great power, not to mention that the monk's strength itself is strong to a limit.

This is a real figure that can be compared to the three great mythological masters of each hundred years ago.

In comparison, Wang Hengxiao is still a little behind, extremely limited, but the gap is the gap, between the martial artists, especially between the masters, a trace of the gap is enough to determine the fate.

Boom...·········

Suddenly!

A cement wall next to it was suddenly knocked open by a huge amount of force, Fang Qiang and Wang Ming drove two open cars and crashed in, and then drove directly along the lane, forcing Sim and a dozen other people to bypass, Fang Qiang hurriedly waved to Wang Hengxiao.

Of course, Wang Hengxiao understood, his figure flashed at the moment, and he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters in a few steps and came to the truck driven by Wang Ming, Wang Ming quickly turned the steering wheel and drove towards the exit.

Dangdangdang............

A series of bullets hit the front of the truck, and the door was hit with a series of dents, sparks were everywhere, Wang Ming was unmoved, and drove calmly.

Fang Qiang's car was going to hit Sim and the others, not giving them the opportunity to organize people to chase them

However, Monk Hanzhen and the middle-aged Chinese, as well as Ero, and Bahad rushed past the parked vehicles and ran towards the truck where Wang Hengxiao was, the speed was extremely fast, and in a few blinks, he caught up with the truck, and Hanzhen fell directly on the body, and directly put his palms on Wang Hengxiao's chest

At this time, Hanzhen didn't talk nonsense, pretended to be merciful, and shot ruthlessly.

The palms were pushed out, crushed down like two walls.

Wang Hengxiao's body was slightly shorter, his body became softer, his hands greeted him, and the big silk burst out, constantly entangled the strength of Han Zhen's hand, and consumed the power in it.

At this time, Wang Hengxiao already had an unsustainable feeling, and the consumption just now was really huge.

Qi and blood already have a feeling of emptiness.