"My name is Yang Chan, what's your name, I seem to be an exotic with an accent."

Yang Chan is very lively and talkative.

"My name is Amir and I'm from the Ra'abor area."

Amir replied.

"At your age, you should be married and have children, right?"

Tang Seng likes to dig the foot of the wall.

"Yes, I have two children, and they are both lovely."

Amir nodded slightly.

"Look, everyone is married, you don't have a chance!"

Tang Seng said to Yang Chan.

"Tang Sanzang, what do you mean, you are just jealous that others are stronger than you!"

Yang Chan bit Tang Seng and didn't let go.

Amir finished dealing with this side and sat down on his side.

The man can't say no, Tang Seng has just come to the Songshan faction to exchange the exercises, and he hasn't had time to practice yet.

Ding dong!

One-click cultivation!

Tang Seng turned on the system.

In an instant, a minute of effort, Tang Seng's side made people feel cold to the bone.

Even Tang Seng was covered with a layer of white frost.

"Ding Dong, the cultivation of the Ice Divine Palm has been successful!"

Tang Seng exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Big brother, big brother!"

The disciples of the Songshan faction who were defeated just now had a few more killed.

"Hmph, don't hurt my eldest brother, look for death!"

Several Songshan disciples who were uniformly dressed rushed up with hulala.

"What should I do?"

Guanyin was stunned for a while, and Yang Chan was so frightened that her face changed.

When you have mana, you are naturally not afraid of them, but now, mana is banned!

How I hope that the Arabs just now, Amir will help again!

Sure enough, Amir, who was not far away, saw this, got up, and wanted to come over again.

"You want to steal the limelight from me again?"

Tang Seng glanced over there, but he couldn't give him another chance, otherwise what if Guanyin and Yang Chan fell in love with others.

Amir must not be allowed to be a burden!

Ice Palm!!

Bang bang bang......

Tang Seng shot like electricity, only to see the figures crowded, and when they saw clearly, they all left a white palm print on their bodies.

Boom Boom!

Several people instantly turned into ice cubes and fell to the ground.

"Spicy chicken!"

Tang Seng turned around and said to Tang Seng and Guanyin, "With me, don't be afraid!" ”

Amir, who was not far away, was just about to come over, and sat down again when he saw this.

"How is it possible, Tang Seng, you still have spells!"

Yang Chan is incredible. 、

"It's not a spell, it's a kung fu!"

Tang Seng explained.

"Tang Seng has too many secrets, I have time to dismantle him and study it carefully!"

Guanyin smiled with relief, she knew it was okay just now.

I don't know why, as long as Tang Seng is there, she will feel very down-to-earth and secure in her heart.

"You Shaolin Sect, why are you the Ice Divine Palm of our Songshan Sect?"

The remaining few people of the Songshan faction, seeing that Tang Seng was also a big bald head, identified him as a monk of Shaolin Temple.

"No, he is not our Shaolin monk, you and his grievances, we Shaolin do not participate!"

The monk who took the lead in Shaolin waved his hand and said ruthlessly.

It is said that Shaolin is compassionate, and it seems that it is just a legend.

"Hmph, if it's really not your Shaolin monk, then I'll kill him and avenge our Songshan sect disciples!"

The man was a one-eyed dragon, and he had lost one eye.

"Okay, you can kill casually, we Shaolin will definitely not participate!"

The old monk turned around and said resolutely.

"Who are you?"

Tang Seng asked curiously, looking at the other party's confident look, could he beat the Cold Ice Divine Palm?

"Hmph, I am Zuo Lengchan, the founder of the Songshan faction!"

The other party said indignantly, "I don't care where you stole our Songshan Exercises from, and today you killed so many of our disciples, you must pay for it with blood!" ”

"Can you beat my Ice Palm?"

Tang Seng couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, because that's what I invented!"

"I went, and I hit the muzzle of the gun."

Tang Seng sweated, so he had to open the system again and look for new exercises.

"System, is there any kung fu as strong as the Ice God Palm, recommend it to me!"

"Ding Dong, recommended success, Shaolin Arhat Boxing, Bright Boxing, Jackfruit Boxing, Mighty King Kong Hand, Grabbing Hand, Wuxiang Robbery Finger, One Finger Zen ......"

Tang Seng was dazzled, so he practiced the finger of inconsistency robbery!

"Ding Dong, the cultivation is successful!"

In a few seconds, Tang Seng successfully cultivated, and the moves were natural in his heart.

Ice Palm!!!

The head of the Songshan faction slapped him in the face.

The speed was incomparable, and some immortals were afraid of hurting themselves, so they retreated in fright.

No phase robbery!

Woohoo Blah ......

Tang Seng clasped his hands together and sent out laser-like attacks from between his fingers.

Crash......

The ice spirit of the Ice God Palm was instantly shattered by the laser.

"Ah, it's hot!"

Zuo Lengchan clasped his hands and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, it's just a cold ice god palm, and I also want to fight against our Shaolin's Phaseless Tribulation Finger, it's just a joke!"

Tang Seng said deliberately.

"Ah, it's really a person from Shaolin Temple!"

Zuo Lengchan was shocked.

The abbot didn't know what was going on, he looked at it in a daze, and soon came over in a trance: "Yes, this senior monk is from our Shaolin, it's true, I'm a witness!" ”

"Wocao, it's shameless!"

Tang Seng scolded secretly in his heart, changed his mind, and said, "I have long broken off relations with Shaolin, and Hugh wants to pull on me!" ”

The abbot looked at it in a daze, not knowing why.

"Senior monk, join us in Shaolin, right?"

The abbot came over and whispered.

"Get out!"

Tang Seng roared, and the abbot was so frightened that he sat on the ground, fart and urine.

Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan faction, did not get good fruit to eat here in Tang Seng, and heard that the other party had nothing to do with Shaolin Temple.

Okay, I just don't have the steps to go down, and now it seems that I can only use Shaolin as a punching bag, anyway, that demon bald man won't interfere.

"Hmph, abbot, you sent someone to steal our Songshan mastery, it seems that this account must be calculated carefully!"

In order to save face, Zuo Lengchan must find a scapegoat, otherwise how will he mix in the Tao in the future.

"What the hell, he already said it just now, get out of touch with our Shaolin!"

The old abbot panicked.

"Disengaged? He used to be a Shaolin person, and he couldn't do it! ”

"You are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard!"

Abbot airway.

"So what?"

Zuo Lengchan smiled coldly, "Give it to me, destroy this group of bald remnants!" ”

"Kill!"

In an instant, the Songshan faction and the Shaolin faction, the two groups fought.

"Tang Seng, you let them kill each other, isn't it okay?"

Guanyin's heart began to stir again.

"The reason is not me, this is the owner of Kowloon Island, who is training us, but those people have not stood the test!"

Tang Seng is full of lies.

"Sounds like it makes sense."

Yang Chan nodded slightly, not knowing why.

After a few minutes of hard work, Shaolin and Songshan were both defeated, dead and wounded!

Hiss......

Suddenly, a thick white fog rose around and visibility was very low.

"I'm so dizzy!"

Guanyin held his forehead.

"Ah, it's poison gas!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Tang Seng's heart tightened, if he had mana, he could hold his breath for a long time.

But now, it's only a few minutes to hold your breath, and you can't bear it at all.

Many of the people who came with them were lying on the ground, motionless, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Some people with good physical strength, sitting in place, began to hold their breath.

Tang Seng was in a hurry, thinking of the system, there was no way, as the protagonist, he was immortal!

"Ding Dong, gas mask, redemption successful!"

"Ding Dong, large oxygen cylinder, the exchange is successful!"

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(End of chapter)