"That is, you don't have to do anything, wait for the poor monk to make a move, beat them all down, and then ask them to bow their heads to you and apologize to your face, and say three words in unison, 'Aunt Irene, I'm sorry, we were wrong, and we won't dare again!' ”

The person who spoke out was none other than Fang Nan, he said with a smile.

Irene was innocent, knowing the atmosphere of the occasion, she still sneered and laughed, and then her pretty face tightened, and she didn't believe it:

"Little Master, you are really good at laughing, you are only one person, how can you beat so many of them? And they're all armed with them..."

After thinking about it, she added again with a straight face and a coquettish voice. "Even if you did, they wouldn't say that."

"The monks don't speak, you just watch."

Fang Nan winked at her and said.

"The two of them are worthy of being monks, singing and harmonizing here, singing duets to their brothers? Do you really think that we dare not kill people..."

"That's it!"

"Cut this stinky monk!"

Some horse bandits were not angry, and waved the sword in their hands and shouted.

For a while, it was cold, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly killed a lot.

Hall Master Chen's concentration was extremely high, he just raised his hand, signaled quiet, and immediately looked at Fang Nan:

"Little monk, since you are so confident, then take my palm, if you can be safe, I will let you go, and I can also let you take one person away."

Fang Nan nodded slightly, then stretched out his right hand and made a 'please' motion:

"Nan Wu Amitabha, donor, please take action, I will do my best..."

All the horse bandits sneered and snorted coldly, as soon as Hall Master Chen palmed down, he was a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and if he was careless, he might be killed on the spot.

How could you be a little monk who said his best to take it?

Who knew Fang Nan's words, there was even the following.

"I have to try my best to control my strength, don't kill people by mistake, otherwise when I apologize, one less person will be dishonest."

He clenched his fists as if talking to himself, and whispered.

Regarding the fact that he can defeat the other party, as a 'sweeping monk', Fang Nan still has this confidence and confidence, but he is worried that his control is insufficient.

The horse bandits present had some internal skills and were not weak in hearing, but they all heard his words clearly.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

"It's crazy!"

"Boss, let me slaughter this bald head for you!"

This Xia Nan seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest, and for a while the bandits were boiling, showing their teeth and claws, hating to replace the leader, and tore this arrogant little monk with his hands.

Yi Jing only thought that this person was talking crazy, she had already seen that Fang Nan's temples were not bulging high, nor were his eyes shining, although his breath was a bit of a doorway, it didn't seem to be a person with internal strength.

In such a situation, he actually provoked a great master with profound internal skills, which can already be regarded as a first-class madman.

He was so confident that he could only choose to believe him. ’

Irene closed her mouth tightly, worried in her heart, and she could only comfort herself like this.

The leader of the horse bandits just smiled faintly, completely unimpressed.

He walked slowly up a few steps and said, "Interesting, interesting... My palm will make thirty percent of the power, little monk, you have to take it. “

Seeing that Fang Nan did not move, the leader of the horse bandits used enough strength and directly attacked.

I saw that a faint white mist gushed out from the palms of his palms, and he slapped towards Fang Nan's chest.

Although it is only three successful powers, the Netherworld Mind Method, combined with the Xuanyin Palm, is also extraordinary. It is enough to kill a lot of chivalrous players and guard leaders, not to mention an ordinary person.

In the real world, Fang Nan lacked experience in fighting with people, and suddenly ran into a martial arts master, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he just stood still.

"Absolutely suppress something.,The skill description is very NB.,But this passive skill.,How to trigger it...'

Fang Nan was determined to grit his teeth and resist this time.

But suddenly, from every cell in his body, an extremely faint trace of energy overflowed at the same time.

Although it is only a trace, the energy of tens of trillions of cells, when brought together, becomes not to be underestimated.

The active energy, like the Yangtze River, is rushing and roaring in his veins, surging endlessly.

Hall Master Chen made a move, and the horse bandits were excited.

Lu Xianxian wanted to slip away when he saw the opportunity, but when he heard the conversation between the two, he turned his head and looked at the middle of the field, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Bang!

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the palm of the leader of the horse bandits had already been firmly imprinted on Fang Nan's chest.

The internal force collided, as if he had been gently pushed, Fang Nan's figure shook slightly, and he took a step back and stood still.

At this time, [Absolute Suppression] came into play, and Fang Nan's four values were greatly improved.

In particular, the energy value has become '78.019' in the blink of an eye.

The energy of this kind of value, among the first-class masters, can be regarded as being in the upper middle of the pyramid, which is comparable to some master-level figures.

With this majestic internal force protective body, if Fang Nan was not skilled in control, he would not even have to retreat half a step.

And the cold palm power, which brought a trace of cold and uncomfortable feeling, disappeared in an instant, and it was the [Evil Poison Inviolation] skill that had taken effect.

On the opposite side of Fang Nan, the leader of the horse bandits moved even more, and retreated five steps in shock.

After standing still, he looked at Fang Nan vigilantly and asked coldly:

"Little monk, where are you sacred?"

The majestic pure internal force just now, he has already initially experienced it, the internal force is shocking, and now the palm of his hand is still slightly numb.

Moreover, his cold palm power doesn't seem to have a good effect on the other party...

At this time, even if Fang Nan said that he was the first person of the younger generation in Shaolin, he would definitely not have a trace of doubt.

Fang Nan dusted off the placket of his chest, and immediately folded his hands.

"It's just a wandering monk who strayed into this place."

He added with a little disappointment, "Speaking of which, is that all your hand's power is?" ”

The corner of the horse bandit leader's eyes twitched violently, as if he was being underestimated, and he was such a young little monk.

"Even though the master has some skills, he must also know that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. When I was seven years old, I killed the first person, slit his throat, and robbed him of food. Today, I have been practicing martial arts and internal strength for more than 30 years, and finally three years ago, I cultivated my internal strength to the realm of Dacheng, a year and three months ago, I defeated Elder Kurong and sat down as a big disciple, killed him on the spot, and replaced him, today ......"

"Apologize quickly, or come out quickly."

Fang Nan's ears were a little calloused when he heard this, and he interrupted a little impatiently.

"Daring, come again!"

Even if it was Chen Qinggang, he was finally a little angry at this time.

He knew that Fang Nan was extraordinary, and this time he directly used ten percent of his strength, and with his life's strength, he struck a blow.

I saw him rush out at a rapid pace, pushing with both palms.

He could only hear the wind whistling, the wind was howling, and there was a faint sound of ghost crying coming from his palm.

Before his palms arrived, a cold and biting cold wind had already hit his face.

"Be careful!"

Irene snapped up.

Fang Nan was not in a hurry, and he still had the spare time to give her a reassuring look.

Immediately, he felt his own internal force a little, and casually brought out one of the moves in the 'King Kong Palm', 'Tiger Pushing Mountain'.

I saw him raise his palms high to his shoulders, and then slowly pushed them out, with that kind of difficulty, as if he was pushing a thousand pounds of huge things.

Roar!

At this moment, everyone had an illusion, as if they really heard the sound of the tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

One slow and one fast.

The two of them had four palms, but they collided together without suspense.

At the moment of contact, a huge force rushed up along Chen Qinggang's arm, and he felt as if he was being crushed by a fallen mountain, and he had no strength to resist at all.

The next moment, his whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and he fell into the haystack, coughing up blood for a moment, and passed out unconsciously.

"What?" "Hall Master Chen!"

The eyes of all the horse bandits were about to pop out, and they all looked at Chen Qinggang who fell to the ground in disbelief.

That's Hall Master Chen!

Hall Master Chen was second only to the Sect Master and the Ten Elders, and more than a dozen other people in their sect, but he was severely injured by a little monk who came out of nowhere, and almost lost most of his life?

"Even Captain Wang was defeated and fled at the hands of that man, how did he do it?"

Lu Xianxian was also stunned, looking at Fang Nan with a pair of beautiful eyes, and gradually realized that she seemed to have made an extremely huge mistake.

After the surprise, everyone fell into a dead silence, and no one spoke.

"Amitabha!"

Fang Nan slowly turned his head, breaking the silence, and looked at the bandits with a calm face. "Now, it's your turn."

Although his face was peaceful, all the bandits were shocked, as if they were being targeted by a flood beast, and some of them unconsciously took a few steps back, drumming in their hearts.

"Don't be afraid, he is only one person, even if his internal strength is a little stronger, we will go up together, and he will be slashed with the same knife!"

One of them suddenly shouted.

The bandits woke up, picked up all the guys, and rushed towards Fang Nan in a swarm of shouts.

No matter how powerful this monk is, can he resist the sword in the flesh?

Fang Nan sighed slightly, to his level of martial arts master, the crowd tactics were basically useless.

As for the threat of weapons, he also has many ways to easily defuse them.

In the face of everyone, Fang Nan did not dodge or dodge, only waiting for everyone to approach, only with a flick of his palm, he actually drew a white fan-shaped mist field.

The white mist seemed to contain an astonishing chill, instantly freezing the ground around it, and the grass and trees frozen.

The first few people who approached, couldn't dodge, fell into the fog, their body movements immediately slowed down, and then their whole bodies stiffened, and their whole bodies were gradually covered with a layer of frost.

Even their movements and frightened expressions of raising their knives were frozen in the same ice, which was shocking.

"Hell yes!"

"Run!"

'There was a commotion,' and the sound of weapons falling to the ground was heard.

These horse bandits, the horror in their hearts has climbed to the extreme, where is this still martial arts, it is simply supernatural! This is beyond the scope of martial arts!

They had no desire to resist, and screamed as if they had seen a ghost, and fled in all directions, not even caring for the horses on which they had ridden.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not too late to leave after you apologize."

Fang Nan's voice spread faintly, but it accelerated their pace of escape.