Dream back to the cold moon and shine on the lonely person.

Tonight's Jiafu Temple is full of killing intent.

In the face of the merciless ridicule of the jade-faced master, the eight Daoan masters laughed in unison, and between their breaths, they waved one punch, two punches, three punches, four punches, and five punches respectively..., each Daoan master quickly swung eight punches, and eight eight sixty-four punches flashed in the air, and the encirclement of the jade-faced boy suddenly shook the fist.

The golden fist shadow permeated the bright starry sky, which immediately amazed everyone.

The jade-faced boy dressed as a man must be a thoughtful person, when Master Dao'an's phantom distraction hit her for the first time, she obviously felt the irresistible surging energy, but she was unharmed, this time, in the face of Master Dao'an's overwhelming fist, for the sake of safety, she still chose to deal with it carefully.

Seeing this, I can't help but sigh: there is a saying in the rivers and lakes that 'how can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, but there is also a sentence called 'Be careful to sail a boat for ten thousand years!'

After sighing, I looked at the field again, only to see the jade-faced boy concentrating, his hands into blades, and unhurriedly waving the qi blade again, facing the two fists closest to her.

However, where can the two fists be matched by four hands, just after she stopped several fist shadows on the south, east and west, the three Dao'an sitting statues in the north have already smashed their fists, and the jade-faced boy turned slowly, and once again he couldn't prevent it, and in desperation, he had to grit his teeth and resist, ready to gamble again.

It seems that the jade-faced boy is lucky today, the seemingly strong three fist shadows smashed on the jade-faced boy, and his person is still unharmed, not even his hair is blown by the fist wind.

I can't help but wonder if Master Dao'an's hand will be a useless trick?

One hit missed, and the second hit was empty, and I really saw the smug smile on the face of the jade-faced boy through the crack in the window, as if he was mocking Master Dao'an's eight-statue battle with thunder and rain, and it was better not to use it.

But the corners of the jade-faced boy's raised mocking mouth didn't last long,

After the three Dao An statues in the north were handed out with one punch, the second punch followed, and this time, the jade-faced prince relaxed his vigilance, ignored it, and let the three fists rush to attack, defenseless.

Yes! Burst!

When the fist came, the jade-faced boy screamed, his face was hideous, his throat was slightly sweet, and a mouthful of thick blood spit out of his mouth.

Bystander Qing, I saw some clues from Master Dao'an's attack.

In the bursts of fists swung by Master Dao'an, there is reality in the void, and there is fiction in the reality, and the defenders don't know which is true and which is false, so they have to defend the group, and the slightest lack of two or three punches is enough to be fatal.

I took a deep breath, Master Dao'an's move is not only a test of body and ability, but also a torture of the mind!

One punch does not open a hundred punches, and when the jade-faced boy vomits blood, the monk manifests and deters all directions.

Master Dao'an's fists in all directions overwhelmingly hit the jade-faced boy, some were guarded down by the jade-faced boy, some hit the jade-faced boy but were fine, and some hit the jade-faced boy and had something.

After a while, the jade-faced boy who was surrounded by eight Buddha statues began to be annoyed, and his moves gradually lost his discipline, and his mind was chaotic, and as she gradually lacked reason, the frequency of beatings became higher! ap.

In a few moments, under her, there was already a pool of blood.

When the thieves she brought with them saw this scene, they all began to show fear on their faces, and they only dared to look and not move under the angry eyes of the dry stream!

Master Dao'an's sentence 'It's enough to deal with a group of small monks, what he said is true!'

In the middle of the field, the eight statues of Dao'an sat gently and chuckled, but there was a hint of persuasion in their words, and they said pleasantly, "Donor, not every immortal is called Changsheng, and not every monk is called Dao'an! It's too late to turn around now!"

The jade-faced boy stiffened his waist, snorted, and scolded, "The old immortal bald donkey, if you have the ability to do a real job with a knife and a real gun, the old lady will let you fall into the water."

In this

The scene of slaughter, but Master Dao'an made a joke, "The donor joked, this monk does have a 'real knife and real gun, but the precepts of Buddhism are clear, so I won't do a fight with the donor!" The donor should go down the mountain and ask for another master!"

There was silence for a moment, and then, both friend and foe, burst out into laughter. Even I, who was hiding in the house, forced myself to run to the couch, buried my head under the quilt, and laughed fiercely.

The jade-faced boy who was already covered in blood realized that after reading the meaning of Master Dao'an's language, two red clouds appeared on his face, both ashamed and annoyed, and seeing that the people around her were hiding their faces and laughing, she became more and more annoyed, gritted her teeth and rushed towards a Dao'an master.

Master Daoan shook his head and smiled, so he didn't give the jade-faced boy any chance to refute, and continued to punch, the punch speed became faster and faster, the jade-faced boy originally had the strength to fight back, but in the end, finally only the power to parry was left.

After receiving twenty-eight or nine punches in the abdomen, calves, shoulders, and façade, the jade-faced boy roared unwillingly, gathered all his strength, and turned around to kill the Dao'an statue in the east.

In the face of the desperate fight of the jade-faced boy who is neither male nor female in front of him, I see that the Daoan masters are not in a hurry, they still report the circle and keep the truth, punch after punch, like flowing water, every time the jade-faced boy takes a step, the back and both sides will be hit by the Daoan master several times, and the ground is full of blood, which can be called difficult.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sigh: It seems that this jade-faced boy is also a tenacious person!

Blood spattered treasure hall, people fell into the deep winter, about a quarter of an hour later, the jade-faced boy seemed to be black in front of his eyes, blood gushed out like a spring, and he could no longer stand, sat down and fell to the ground.

At this time, her front was red, her breath was weak, she opened her mouth but couldn't speak, her eyes were empty, and she completely lost her initial arrogance and arrogance.

The reincarnation of heaven is only in an instant!

The jade-faced boy fell to the ground, and Master Dao'an's loud voice came into his ears from all directions, "My Buddha is merciful, today, this monk will cut off your martial arts, so as not to harm the common people!"

The eight Buddhas returned to one, the real body appeared, Master Dao'an took advantage of the remaining golden light, fell from the sky, and swung out a punch, like a meteorite falling into the world, directly hitting the face of the jade-faced son.

I almost exclaimed.

Good boy! If it is smashed down at this time, it is guaranteed that the little white face will not be able to find the ancestral grave when he dies.

"Dao'an! Don't you want your Jiafu Temple? Since it is a competition, how can there be any reason to kill people?"

The vigorous voice came out of Huawai, and when the thieves who came with the jade-faced scholar heard it, they seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and even the jade-faced boy who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud couldn't help but move his fingers.

"City Lord, it's Jiang City Lord here!" "Brothers, the opportunity for meritorious service has come!"

From the words, it is not difficult for me to guess that Jiang Feng is here!

Hum! This Jiangzhou Mu, Jiang City Lord, and Jiang Patriarch are the real masters behind the Lingyuan Liu family, if there is a vicious dog, there will be an evil master, from the Liu family's troubles in Lingyuan City and tonight's actions, I have no good impression of Jiang Feng who is about to appear.

"If you go, you must go, and if you want to do it, you will know how to live!"

Master Dao'an looked stunned, he didn't listen to or believe Jiang Feng's solemn admonition, the speed of his fist remained the same, his fist power did not decrease, and the huge golden fist as big as the moon still fell down in its own way.

"Senior brother, today the mountain gate is broken, you have already promised that the past is over, why are you still unwilling to put down the butcher knife?"

The majestic voice was full of murderous aura, getting closer and closer, and the thieves were ready to move, ready to fight again.

The moment the golden fist mercilessly fell, a man with heavy eyes and brown hair came with a breath, but he was finally a step too late.

Bang!

The fist smashed hard in the open space half a zhang away from the jade-faced boy, the ground cracked and the stone opened, and the powerful force that could destroy the monument and drag the moon shook the body of the jade-faced boy directly, and with the strength of the gangqi catapult, Dao An handed out an ordinary punch, bang, clang, the jade-faced boy's body collapsed like a broken drum, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The dust and smoke cleared, and suddenly looking back, Master Dao'an was still sitting on the ground, and said softly, "Senior brother, this time, it's really over!"

Jiang Feng stood with his hands in his hands, standing proudly at the distance from Master Dao'an

Zhangdi asked coldly, "Jiang Xu, are you dead?"

The jade-faced boy named Jiang Xu magically moved his fingers again.

Jiang Feng saw it, thought for a while, and then changed his hands from fingers to fists, and his chest and abdomen were about to kill.

Master Dao'an's face was expressionless, "No matter whether this Jiang Xu donor dies today or not, you will destroy Jiafu Temple, won't you?"

Jiang Feng didn't reply, just nodded.

Just when the battle was about to break out, a captain outside the door quickly walked into the house to report and said, "City Lord, Jiang Xingze, the head of the Jiang family, has arrived!"

We don't know who Jiang Xingze is, but after Jiang Feng heard this, his anger suddenly disappeared, and he left, and when he was gone, he snorted coldly and said, "Senior brother, for the sake of my brother who I haven't seen for a long time, this state pastor doesn't care anymore. After that, if you and your disciples dare to step out of the gate of Jiafu Temple, I will lead troops to fill your Jiafu Mountain."

"What are you going out for?" Dao An's face was calm, "Do you see you poisoning a state and bringing disaster to the world?"

Jiang Feng laughed, turned around and left, "If it weren't for me, I don't know how many people in Quzhou would be sealed and how many people would tear the ground!" Pity the world's idiots, pity the world's idiots! Hahaha!"

Jiang Feng walked away with the corpses of the remnants, leaving Jiafu Temple in a mess.

"From today onwards, I won't be going down the mountain!"

After saying quietly, Dao An turned around and went back to the house.

I am not afraid of Jiang Feng's thunder and anger, but I am afraid that the foundation of the teacher will die.

I have a heart for the Buddha, and a bowl of porridge is long.

After Jiang Feng led the people away, the lights in the house came back on.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, straightened my almost collapsed emotions, forced a smile, and said, "Master, Jiangzhou Mu is still very talkative!" At least there were no casualties at Jiafu Temple today."

Master Dao An boiled the tea lightly, as if nothing had happened, "When did you hear that the murderous Jiang City Lord had a good time to speak? He just wants to accumulate some yin virtue for his brother, or perhaps, Jiang Feng is not here on this trip."

"He has brothers, too?" I'm a little dismissive.

"Zhao Gao, the eunuch of the Great Qin back then, and eight hundred loyal dead soldiers, how could he not have a brother?" Dao An smiled gently.

"It's tiring to be his brother!" I looked out the window at the round of clear moon, and my thoughts slipped back to Ling Yuan.

"Little donor, the six roots of Buddhism are pure, and they don't talk about brotherhood, but this monk thinks that if you are a brother, you won't be tired or tired! Shouldn't we do it or not?"

Master Daoan drank a cup of tea, and when he entered the house, his face was a little pale, but he improved slightly.

I wanted to talk about it, but when I saw Master Dao'an looking at me with a sincere face, I told all my thoughts.