This Xiao Yinjian provoked the anger of the public, a group of monks all showed anger on their faces, and the old monk led by him said angrily: "Even if the donor is strong in martial arts, he is also lonely, could it be that the donor really wants to pick the entire Shaolin with the strength of one person?"

Before Xiao Yinjian could answer, Lin Shaoping, who had been watching from the sidelines, was furious and shouted: "What kind of lonely palm is so difficult to sing? Are you blind, an old bald donkey, dare to be your grandfather does not exist?"

Pity this old monk just had a big battle with Xiao Yinjian, whether it is physical strength or internal strength, it has been ten or nine times, Rao is his own martial arts are higher than Lin Shaoping, but now where is he still the opponent of this new force? If you change to another enemy, even if the old monk is not strong enough, he can still rely on exquisite moves to deal with it, but Lin Shaoping is very familiar with all the stunts of Shaolin, and the old monk's set will not work for him at all.

"The donor is so despicable, he actually used wheel warfare to deal with Uncle Huiyun, and the little monk really can't stand it. The little monk who had just lost in Lin Shaoping's hands scolded, and rushed over to take Lin Shaoping's palm for his uncle.

"Damn, if you two fight one, won't you be despicable?" Lin Shaoping had the intention to scold, but the two monks, old and young, cooperated seamlessly, and for a while he was forced to be speechless, so he could only concentrate on coping with the recruitment.

Xiao Yinjian was overjoyed to see it, and shouted: "Wow, let's start playing *** now, right?" Saying that, Xiao Yinjian didn't care what others thought, rushed up and punched the old monk in the back of his heart, and then kicked a middle-aged monk who was watching against the wall. After a few moves, all the Shaolin monks were involved in the battle group by Xiao Yinjian.

In fact, the old monk was right, his fists were really hard to beat four hands, in the melee, Lin Shaoping soon hit several moves, and was thrown aside by the acupoint, but Xiao Yinjian was always radiant, and even the more he fought, the more energetic he became, in fact, he is a freak who relies on being beaten to improve his skills, and he does deserve the name of "the more he fights, the more courageous".

This vicious battle lasted from afternoon to night, Xiao Yinjian was only slightly hungry, but the group of Shaolin monks were tired and half dead, and even the two groups of warrior monks who joined halfway were also exhausted.

"It's cool! It's ******so cool!" Xiao Yinjian laughed: "Shaolin Temple is really a good place, why didn't Lao Tzu come over earlier? Hahahaha, play well! Work harder, ...... harder."

Suddenly, a voice shouted, "Stop, everybody!"

Xiao Yinjian followed the sound, but saw a fat monk holding Lin Shaoping in one hand, and raising his other hand high, the threat was self-evident.

"Hehe, boy, don't you care about your friend's life?" the fat monk wiped the sweat from his face and sneered.

Xiao Yinjian took two steps forward, shook off a slap in the face, and said coldly: "He is dead, I just want to kill you to avenge him!"

Lin Shaoping was not panicked at this time, and only let the fat monk carry it with a smile.

"Zhitian, let go!" the old monk Huiyun said in a deep voice: "When did our Shaolin fall to the point where we had to rely on hostages to threaten the enemy?"

"Yes, uncle. Zhitian reluctantly put Lin Shaoping down.

was disturbed by Zhitian like this, and a group of monks stopped in unison.

Xiao Yinjian felt like a prostitute was busy at this time, but the prostitute had to get up and go to the toilet, so he was particularly uncomfortable, and shouted: "Come on, come on, let's continue!"

But at this time, the monks were all tired and dying, and Xiao Yinjian's terrifying horizontal kung fu was there, and the monks also lost their confidence in defeating him, and no one was interested in fighting this enemy who could never be defeated.

Seeing that none of the monks responded, Xiao Yinjian began to scold, from the Shaolin monks to the monks all over the world, and then from the bald heads of the world to the thieves of the Shaolin Temple, but the group of monks now also see that Xiao Yinjian is deliberately provoking, everyone shows a very high level of self-cultivation, no matter how he devalues Shaolin kung fu to worthless, he is not moved at all, quite a bit of "manly husband says not to do it, not to do it" taste.

"Damn, Lao Tzu may not be able to beat you, but it's not easy to force you to beat me?" Xiao Yinjian forcibly broke into the temple despite the resistance of the monks, and after two circles, Xiao Yinjian found the location of the kitchen, took out a lit firewood from it, and was about to set it on fire.

At this moment, the monks were panicked, compared to their own fatigue, the safety of this thousand-year-old temple was obviously more important, and the monks were desperate to prevent Xiao Yinjian from igniting the fire, and beat Xiao Yinjian to a happy and excited heart.

This fight lasted until midnight, Xiao Yinjian was satisfied with Lin Shaoping, rushed back to the hotel, and slept beautifully, as for Lin Shaoping, the acupoints were still unsolved, but Xiao Yinjian had no mental understanding, anyway, even if he wanted to take care of them, he couldn't solve them.

The next day, after three strokes on the day, Xiao Yinjian was too lazy to get up from the bed, at this time Lin Shaoping's acupoint finally untied itself, and after the two washed and dined, they killed Shaolin again. This time, Xiao Yinjian found the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, grabbed a sack of ancient books and classics, and was about to throw them into the well behind the temple.

Whether it is the secret of martial arts or the important texts of Buddhism, these ancient books are the treasures of Shaolin's temple, how can Xiao Yinjian be easily destroyed? At that moment, at the mouth of the well, there was another fierce battle, and in the end, it was a battle until late at night, and Xiao Yinjian was satisfied with carrying the restrained Lin Shaoping back to the hotel.

On the third day, Xiao Yinjian brought a large vat of dye to scribble on the Buddha's gold......

On the fourth day, Xiao Yinjian carried a super-powerful tweeter out of nowhere and played mourning music in Shaolin Temple......

On the fifth day, Xiao Yinjian brought a shovel and dug a big pit at the entrance of the Daxiong Treasure Hall......

On the sixth day, Xiao Yinjian moved a futon and sat at the door of the kitchen, blocking the way for the monks in the temple to eat......

On the seventh day, Xiao Yinjian came to visit in the middle of the night, shouting and shouting at the door of the monk's room so that everyone couldn't sleep......

And on the eighth day, Xiao Yinjian suddenly woke up to the fact that he didn't have to change his way to toss people every day, as long as he chose a random behavior that the monk couldn't bear, he could be easily beaten, so after that, Xiao Yinjian entered the temple in the middle of the night every day......