"Junbao has already given me this Heart Sutra, if you want it, come to me."

Su Hang took out a roll of bamboo slips from behind him and shook it in front of everyone:

"It's just that according to my research for so many years, this Heart Sutra is more like Master Jueyuan's personal belongings, rather than from your Shaolin."

If there is only the upper volume, Su Hang is not sure, but after getting the second volume completed by the system, he is very sure that this empty heart sutra is by no means a Buddhist supernatural power, but seems to come from Taoism.

As for how it ended up in the hands of Master Jueyuan, no one knows.

"Huangkou child, what is the proof of what he says?"

Wu Yi was originally resentful of Su Hang, but he didn't want to be accused of bullying the small, so he calculated the account on Junbao's head, and at this time, seeing Su Hang take the initiative to jump out, his expression naturally became more and more unkind.

"Proof?"

Captain Su laughed:

"If you want to prove it, I'll prove it to you, but don't blink!"

As he spoke, Su Hang's body was slightly sideways, his left palm was suddenly raised flat, and his right fist snorted, and he suddenly blasted out at Wu Yan.

Everyone looked at Su Hang suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

In the world of national arts, the external attack of strength is completely the legendary kung fu, not to mention that at this time, there is at least two zhang between Su Hang and Wu Anger, and even if it is a strong external attack, it has no power at all.

However, as the target of Su Airlines, Wu Yan's face changed rapidly.

Just because he could clearly feel that there seemed to be a powerful fist in the air, which had already crossed two feet away in an instant, and blasted in front of him.

Bang!

In the face of this terrifying force, the strength and control that he was proud of on weekdays were crushed without any effect at all, and his whole person flew out upside down without any resistance.

Rumble!

Wuyan's body smashed against the door behind him, and the vermilion door panel was immediately torn apart, and fragments, like sharp swords, flew out in all directions.

Fortunately, the warrior monks present were all agile people, and although they were confused by this fragment, they were not injured.

It's just that even the thick and hard door panel was smashed apart by the aftermath of the force, and the violence of Su Hang's distant punch can really be imagined, and the anger that was hit head-on by this fist, what should the end be?

"Bold!"

Seeing this, the three of them immediately burst into tears, and without thinking about it, the three figures immediately rushed towards Su Hang.

"Good time!"

Su Hang's expression remained unchanged, and with a slight movement of his palm, three complete dead leaves were sucked up by him on the ground and absorbed into his palm.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Su Hang's fingers flicked slightly, and the three dead leaves turned into three gray streamers, like a three-leaf stainless steel flying blade, which had already broken through the air in the blink of an eye, and slashed in front of the unequal three.

The leaves have not arrived, and the momentum has arrived.

In an instant, the hairs on the three of them exploded instantly, and they felt a sense of great crisis that they had never felt before.

It was as if in the next moment, their lives would be cut off.

And the sharp aura on the dead leaves seemed to cut their whole people directly, so that they didn't dare to underestimate them anymore.

The three monks immediately dodged or blocked, doing their best.

It's a pity that the three dead leaves are just as expected of the reaction of the three people, and when they fly in front of the three people, the flight speed actually doubles strangely.

Wuxiang didn't have time to react at all, and was shot into his chest by a dead leaf.

The same is true of colorlessness and non-delusion.

Quiver! Quiver! Quiver!

After an instant, three dead leaves peeked out from behind the three monks and nailed to the temple wall.

The three monks who were pierced by the dead leaves also stood in place, covering their chests and not saying a word.

"Everyone, I don't know if my Donkey Kong fist and flower finger can still be authentic?"

Su Hang's questioning was silent.

The changes between the rise and fall of the rabbit do not add up to more than three breaths, but the four Shaolin masters who are still majestic are all uncertain about their lives and deaths.

Everyone thought that no matter how powerful Junbao was, in the face of four masters, he would also want you to fight back and forth.

But now, it's just Su Hang who made a move, but he defeated all four Shaolin masters in a flash!

Such an unimaginable unfolding directly shocked everyone and completely forgot to speak.

Knowing that at this time, Wu Yan, who should have been blasted into a piece of minced meat, finally fell again.

To everyone's surprise, apart from his consciousness at the moment, he was unharmed.

Hearing Su Hang's question, he didn't think about it or wanted to say:

"Donkey Kong boxing and flower fingers are all secrets of my Shaolin, Zhang Junbao, and said that you didn't steal martial arts?"

Hearing such a neutral voice, the three of them were suddenly surprised and delighted:

"Brother Wu, are you okay?"

Su Hang pursed his lips:

"I used Donkey Kong's boxing method to fight bulls across the mountain, of course he was fine......

By the way, and the three of you, I deliberately avoided your vital point, so don't pretend to be a pill sooner or later. ”

"No resentment, be cautious!"

Even with unequaled meditation skills, at this moment, there are palpitations on their faces.

Su Hang's power is far beyond their imagination.

The three dead leaves avoided their five internal organs, and only cut out some subtle wounds, relying on the control of the muscles of the chemical strength master, as long as the muscles near the wounds were closed, even blood would not flow out.

However, they are also very clear that the feelings of life and death are not illusions.

Since Su Hang can control the dead leaves, deliberately avoid the vital points of their whole body, and want to cut their hearts, it will naturally not be too difficult.

If it weren't for his own experience, Wuxiang would never believe that there was such a terrible kung fu in the world, which could take his life with a snap of his fingers.

The person who did it was just an eight or nine-year-old child!

As for what Su Hang said, this is the Shaolin stunt Donkey Kong boxing method and the flower finger, and Wuxiang didn't take it to heart.

It can be seen from Su Hang's actions that this is not a person who follows the rules, and he may just be used to deal with the jokes of no anger.

Moreover, if these two peerless disciplines could really have such power, Shaolin would have dominated the martial arts long ago.

"Amitabha, the little donor's divine skill, the old man is willing to bow down."

After cleaning up the complicated feelings in his heart, Wuxiang also asked solemnly to Su Hang:

"What are these two moves, please don't hesitate to teach me."

Su Hang shook his head:

"What have I done to you? Is this indeed Donkey Kong Fist and Flower Fingering? ”

It's just the Shaolin stunt of the world's first world, and it's that world, and the one who can use these two stunts with such power is afraid that it's only a five-finger stunt.

Well, Su Hang, Gu Santong, Zhu Ignore, End, Fan, no more, no less, just five fingers.