", big brother!!"

"Let's go up together, beat him up!"

"This kid is a little scary, brothers, let's go together!"

"Mom sells batches, this kid is actually on the live broadcast, and together we must not weaken our morale."

"Do you remember what the masters used to say? What does Xi Wu do? In order to defend Shaolin, brothers and sisters, this is our chance!! ”

“......！”

As Fang Qiong blasted the person who took the lead in flying out with a punch, immediately after, none of those warrior monks were cowardly, and they all rushed over with enthusiasm.

This scene made Fang Qiong couldn't help but be frightened.

Lie down in a groove!

How did those monks educate these disciples? It's as crazy as entering a pyramid scheme.

"Look at my Vajra !!"

"Look at my Shaolin stick !!"

"Watch me roll the boring cutter !!"

"Look at my Flying Dragon Sword!!"

“......！”

What is it like for a group of monks to play martial arts together?

The demons are dancing!

Fang Qiong moved around, quickly dodging those incoming moves, and then moved slightly, and punched out, hitting the chest of the Vajra Fist monk.

"Look at your King Kong Fist?"

"Poof——!

Spurting blood and flying upside down.

Shot again, grabbed the Shaolin stick with one hand, Fang Qiong mentioned it, the person was pulled over, and Fang Qiong stepped forward with two big ear scrapers.

"Look at your Shaolin stick?"

"Bang Bang Bang ——!!!"

"Ah——!!!hh

The monk with the stick also flew out upside down, his cheeks swollen.

"And your Wyvern Sword?"

Two fingers stretched out, instantly clamping the cold light sword, Fang Qiong's strength exploded, and in an instant, with a bang, the entire sword was torn apart.

"Still playing group fights with me?"

Fang Qiong's subordinates showed no mercy, fanning them one by one, beating them one by one, but between a few moves, groups of monks flew out upside down, smashed on the steps and rolled down.

Under Fang Qiong's hands, this group of young monks had no power to resist at all.

Bang Bang Bang ——!

Boom ——!

Ahh——!hhh

The screams, the beatings, and the shattering sound continued to resound, and in the shocked eyes of the surrounding pilgrims, Fang Qiong defeated a hundred, but in just a few minutes, he knocked all the monks to the ground.

Halfway up the mountain, in front of the mountain gate, on the steps, in the mountains, in the trees, in the river, grinning their chins, their eyes are like light bulbs.

The audience, all the pilgrims, were shocked.

Unexpectedly, so many martial arts monks in Shaolin did not have an enemy under Fang Qiong.

"Ding, the emotion is stimulated successfully, and the host gets the ...... points!"

“......！”

A series of points arrived in the account, and Fang Qiong, who saw it, simply laughed like a chrysanthemum.

"What's going on?"

"The local tyrant anchor has started to play new tricks again? Five-cent special effects, bad reviews! ”

"It's a fake!"

"One against a hundred? It's just a joke. ”

"No, no, no, you're all wrong, I'm burning incense and praying in Shaolin, the anchor is a real dick!"

"No, no, no, I'm going to worship like crazy!"

“......！”

In the live broadcast room, the barrage swiped the screen, but there were very few people who believed it, so there were not many points for Fang Qiong.

Between the slight wrinkles of his brows, Fang Qiong's eyes rolled, and he had an idea in his heart.

"I have heard that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, and today we are in the dome, and I came to worship the mountain !!"

When he opened his mouth, his internal strength exploded, his voice was like thunder, and the surrounding pilgrims were a little dizzy.

And Fang Qiong, taking advantage of this momentum, walked towards the steps step by step.

Along the way, all the pilgrims involuntarily made way for Fang Qiong, and those monks had already fled.

Behind Fang Qiong, the dense pilgrims walked step by step, following Fang Qiong towards the mountain, each with an excited look on their faces.

Behind the pilgrims, the baby and Liu Qin, who were hiding, couldn't help but tremble when they looked at the figure of Fang Qiong in front of them.

"So handsome, so handsome, Xiao Qin, have you seen it, Master Fang is too powerful!"

Baby couldn't help but clench his fists, looked at Fang Qiong's back with a flushed face, then turned to look at the silent Liu Qin, and said, "Xiao Qin, don't you like this kind of domineering man the most?" Just marry yourself to him, not only is he very good at martial arts, but also, have you heard what people say? He is the local tyrant anchor Fang Qiong, who spends hundreds of millions of dollars, handsome, powerful, and rich, he is simply Prince Charming! ”

Liu Qin was speechless for a while when she heard this, she looked at the baby, not knowing what to say.

Turning to look at Fang Qiong, he couldn't help but have a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

In the live broadcast room, hundreds of thousands of viewers, looking at Fang Qiong's back, couldn't help but be infected by this emotion.

"Don't tell me it's true!"

"Terrible, isn't it? This can't be, it's not scientific! ”

"One against a hundred? Did the anchor really challenge Shaolin? ”

"Chances are, have you forgotten how this guy beat the ocean before? One punch and it flew away. ”

"Mom sells batches, I originally came to see that this product has not been broadcast for more than two months, and I thought that this product had withdrawn from the anchor world, but I didn't expect that the awesome thing is still to come!"

"I used to look at this product and pretend to be uncomfortable, and it was very annoying, but for more than two months, I missed it every day, which was really evil. Moreover, when I saw it today, it was really a spiritual light rushing out of the heavenly spirit cover, and the meridians of the whole body were very comfortable! ”

“......！”

...........

At the same time, at the top of the steps, all the Shaolin courtyards were opened, and the leaders and masters of each courtyard all ran out, standing at the end of the steps and looking at the square dome below.

Fang Qiong walked step by step, slowly, followed by dense human heads, watching this scene, like the beggar gang leader Su Qi'er, as majestic, the major Shaolin leaders couldn't help but jump in horror.

That's the potential!

Invisibly, the momentum gathered by Fang Qiong!

Like Mount Tai pressing the top, and like dark clouds across the sky, the devil came into the world, and the hearts of the major Shaolin leaders were full of depression.

"Who's going to deal with him?" Shaolin abbot Shi Yongsheng pulled his beard and couldn't help but have a toothache.

"Let me try his depth first!"

The first seat of the arhat hall was silent, and then, with a wave of his hand and gritted his teeth, the eighteen arhats then dispatched and killed the square dome on the steps.

"Shaolin ——!!!"

"Eighteen Arhats!!

Eighteen sturdy monks covered in gold paint jumped and jumped and appeared on the steps, these people, as the main force of Shaolin, naturally could not be weak, and they were all masters of dark energy.

Eighteen people combined into eighteen Arhat arrays, and the Arhat fist was wielded vigorously and majestic.

However, it was obvious that they still underestimated Fang Qiong.

Stretched out his hand, punched out, and with a sound of dragon descending Arhat, he flew out upside down and smashed into the crack in the stone halfway up the hill.

A palm was slapped out, and with a flutter, the Fuhu Arhat knelt on the ground, his eyes shining with gold stars.

The eighteen Arhats made a move, and each of their subordinates showed no mercy, but in front of Fang Qiong, they were still like children, and they were wiped out by Fang Qiong's three fists and feet.

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