Ordinary people may shed tears when they have a certain amount of pain, and if the lacrimal glands are developed, they may shed tears, which has nothing to do with their own mentality, but is just a natural reaction of physiology.

Just like in his previous life, when Tang Yuan was young, one day his fingers were caught in the door frame and the pain was unbearable, and there would be tears rolling in his eyes inadvertently, which was the conscious reaction of the body's pain system.

Therefore, Tang Yuan knew Yuan Kun's tears very well, and knew that Yuan Kun was only affected by the power of the golden bell jar, so there was no discrimination.

However, Yuan Kun's tears were an image in the eyes of many disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect, and everyone thought that Yuan Kun was attacked by Tang Yuan, and his mood was unstable, and he actually cried tears like a child.

"Haha!" Li Wei raised his head and laughed, his face full of mockery, "It is really unheard of for a dignified mid-congenital master to shed tears when he was beaten by the alliance leader. ”

"yes, yes. Wei Feng on the side also laughed, "It's just that the alliance leader didn't use his moves, if the alliance leader is powerful, wouldn't Yuan Kun want to fart and and shout Dad?"

Hearing Wei Feng's words, the rest of the people burst into laughter.

You Yuankun also has today, before relying on your brother not to take the knife door in his eyes, forcing the door master and many brothers to have no way out, and now the alliance leader has made a move, your Yuankun is completely exposed, just a clown, and crying, how can you look like a master!

Yuan Kun's face turned red, and his steel teeth clucked, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

It's not painful, it's angry.

"Ahhh

The sound of gold and stone on the black gold glove was loud, and the five fingers opened and turned into a piece of palm shadow, covering the clouds and the sun to envelop Tang Yuan.

Yuan Kun's body is not close yet. Tang Yuan felt a gust of wind coming, and the scene in front of him disappeared, leaving only the palm shadow of the autumn wind that seemed to sweep away dead leaves.

"Thunderbolt, it's not easy. Tang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, no wonder even the thunderbolt hand was slightly higher than Wei Yue, the artistic conception of this palm. I'm afraid that Wei Yue's sword technique is not an opponent.

In the early stage of the congenital stage, it was about the competition of true qi, but in the middle and late stages, there was a mood between the martial arts moves.

"Eat a certain palm!" Yun Kun shouted, only to see the palm shadows in front of him merge into one, turning into a huge palm print, and slamming into Tang Yuan's front door.

Rumble!

Tang Yuan was as steady as Mount Tai as the immovable Ming King, but Yuan Kun was like being subjected to gravity, and he stepped back three steps in a row.

"This..."Seeing that the palm technique just now did not work, Yun Kun gritted his teeth and said angrily. "Thief monk, can you only hide behind that turtle shell?

"Joke!" Before Tang Yuan could speak, Li Wei on the side said, "Martial arts don't talk about attack and defense, as long as it's useful, Thunderbolt, you can't break through our alliance leader's golden bell jar, just find this kind of rhetoric?"

Seeing the angry Yuan Kun, Li Wei and Wei Feng next to him glanced at each other. They all saw the eagerness in each other's eyes.

If it weren't for the fear that Yuan Kun would say that he would bully more and less, if he wasn't afraid that the leader of the Sanzang League would not like it. Li Wei and the others had already rushed up and attacked the thunderbolt Yuan Kun.

"Master Yuan, don't break the state of mind of the poor monk and show your true strength. Tang Yuan Gujing had no waves, and smiled at Yuan Kun.

Although the current Yuan Kun looked angry and ruined, Tang Yuan knew that he had not yet shown his real ability. You must know that his elder brother Yuan Qian can punch seven wounds, although the fierce and incomparable boxing method is flawed, but as a younger brother, Yuan Kun should also be touched.

"If you show your real strength, the poor monk will naturally remove the golden bell jar. Just when Yuan Kun's eyes were uncertain, Tang Yuan said slowly.

Now Tang Yuan doesn't know much martial arts. But he also knows a few sets of high-level martial arts, and seeing that Yun Kun's strength is not weak, he also has the ambition to compete.

"Thief monk, you have to talk the talk. "Yuan Kun is proud of his Seven Wounds Fist, except for the defensive martial arts of the Bitter Sea Realm like the Golden Bell Jar, which cannot be broken, and he must have a competitive capital when encountering other Buddhist martial arts.

'The level of the Seven Wounds Fist and the Golden Bell Jar is the same, but the Golden Bell Jar is obviously defense-oriented, and with the power of the Seven Wounds Fist now, I naturally can't help the little monk. Yun Kun thought in his heart and said, "I didn't expect the little monk to take the initiative to give up the Golden Bell Jar now and officially compete with me in martial arts, this is a great opportunity!"

Even if the little monk does this, there will definitely be a fearless backhand. But instead of facing the golden bell jar that I can't help but do, it's better to fight it, I don't believe that the little monk will have another set of martial arts in the Bitter Sea Realm!"

After thinking about it in his heart, Yun Kun said to Tang Yuan, "Little monk, don't be arrogant, let the Seven Wounds Fist meet you!"

The black and gold gloves in his hands were clenched into fists, Yun Kun's face was unprecedentedly strict, and the fist with a black leather case lit up with a red light, and there was a hint of orange light in the red light.

As soon as his body moved, Yun Kun was like a gust of wind bullying his body, and in the process of piercing through the air, a sharp roar that broke through the air made a loud noise, causing people's scalps to tingle.

"Seven wounds punch. Tang Yuan muttered, after communicating with Wei Yue yesterday, he had already understood the level of cultivation of the Seven Injuries Fist, mainly looking at the light emanating from the fist.

Heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, red represents that a punch can shatter the heart, if there is no golden bell shield to protect the body, if Tang Yuan is hit by this blow, I am afraid that his heart will be broken, and he will almost fall.

However, in the eyes of Yun Kun and the people around him, the huge golden inverted bell on Tang Yuan's body slowly dissipated, which was obviously to fulfill his promise and remove the golden bell jar.

"The alliance leader can't!" Li Wei's face tightened, and he hurriedly said, "The Seven Injuries Fist is quite powerful, and the leader of the Sanzang Alliance must not be provoked by Yuan Kun!"

In the eyes of Li Wei and others, Tang Yuan's Golden Bell Jar is the only martial art that can fight against the Seven Wounds Fist, after all, the strength of the Golden Bell Jar is there, and everyone knows the horror defense. If the golden bell jar is abandoned, then what will the leader of the Sanzang Alliance use to fight against the roaring seven-wounded killing fist?

Haven't you heard of the profound martial arts of the leader of the Sanzang Alliance?

I only heard that the leader of the Sanzang Alliance is quite mysterious, and it seems to be related to the Buddha or someone's reincarnation, but this kind of thing, how can it be possible to ask the Buddha?

Yuan Kun on the other side was very proud, he had rich combat experience, and when he heard Li Wei's concern next to him, he knew that this competition would definitely be able to defeat Sanzang!

Sanzang, without the golden bell jar, see what else you can do!

"Alas. Like a sigh, Tang Yuan ignored the Seven Injuries Fist Qi that rushed to his face, and then raised his right index finger lightly.

"Moko is immeasurable, a thought of hell. ”

A voice that seemed to come from eternity suddenly rose by Yuan Kun's side, and then the environment around him suddenly changed, the white-robed little monk in front of him was gone, and the many onlookers of the Sword Transformation Sect disciples were also gone.

Yuan Kun was stunned, closed his fists and stood up, tossing and turning, he found that he didn't know where he was, looked down at himself, and he suddenly found that he had turned into a child.

"Hmph, two pieces of waste, and nothing stolen!" a nightmarish voice sounded in his ears, and then a red whip shadow fell and hit his face.

"Brother!" Yuan Qian cried in distress.

At this time, the memory in the back of my mind came to my mind, when I was young, I and my brother were abducted by human traffickers and finally sold into a thief gang.

Every day, children who are tortured to death are left on the street to be ridden with mosquitoes, and they are forced to steal people's belongings to survive. In the end, the two of them became adults and found a chance to escape, and then the two got the opportunity to kill the thief gang and kill all the wicked people who abused children!

After the elder brother joined the big sect, the two of them were complacent.

But when the two of them were adults, they still killed a lot of innocent people, and now these people have come to beg for their lives!

The scenery in front of him suddenly changed again, and Yuan Kun seemed to be in hell.

The gloomy sky spreads the slightest ghostly aura, and there are ghosts haunting beside them, saying some terrible words.

Yun Kun was frightened and ran forward, and at this time, a five or six-year-old girl in red came in front of him. The girl had her head down and her hair was scattered, and she couldn't see her face clearly, only that her skin was pale.

"Daddy. The little girl in red cried in a low voice and grabbed the corner of Yuan Kun's clothes.

"Daddy?" Yuan Kun was stunned, he did have a five or six-year-old daughter, but why did he meet here?!

"Yu'er?" Yuan Kun's voice trembled, and he lowered his body to brush the hair of the girl in red, wanting to take a look.

"Ah!" After seeing the appearance of the girl in red, Yuan Kun almost fainted to the ground!

Half of the little girl's face is as clear as jade, but the other half of the black gas is looming around the white bones, rotten flesh hangs on the white bones, and maggots drill in and out of half of the face.

"Daddy. The little girl's fangs were bared, and her face was hideous, "It's just because you killed too many innocent people that I ended up like this!"

"Daddy. The little girl's scarlet tongue licked her lips, and drops of foul-smelling blood slipped from her mouth.

"No!" Yuan Kun hugged his head and shouted, pleading with the gods in the sky, "Please let my daughter go, please let her go!

After speaking, Yuan Kun hugged the little girl in red and cried, and then couldn't stop kowtowing to the sky. His daughter is the flesh and blood of his heart, how can he watch his daughter fall like this? If he really committed evil before, then he will bear it himself!

The heavens seemed to hear Yuan Kun's plea, and the originally gloomy sky was suddenly pierced by a ray of golden light, and the white lotus appeared, and the Sanskrit sound burst, as if the Buddha had descended into the world.

"Amitabha. ”

The influence of the Buddha in the sky slowly became clear, and finally converged into Tang Yuan's face, and he sighed.

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[Speaking of one thing, because it's the first time I've written a book, I don't know what I wrote before, but now I've finally found a little trick. 】

[I say this, mainly to say, thank you for seeing this sentence, because if you see it, it means that you are still supporting me. I can't repay my gratitude, so whoever has a rich son will take me in!]

[Finally, I'm having a little problem now, well, it may be a change in the next few days.] (To be continued......) R1292