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As time passed, the officials seemed to be fighting with wheels, this one was tired, and that one continued, but it was like a substitute when kicking a juju, endlessly, endlessly, in order to consume Zhuo Yifan's strength.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan's advantage inevitably turned into a disadvantage, his strength decreased significantly, and gradually slid towards disappearing.

After fighting for a long time, a large number of people were knocked down, but there were still people who kept rushing upward. Zhuo Yifan looked at the surging fist wind, and he really lost some care. looked at the flying fists, but he was powerless to resist at all, and suddenly multiple fists attacked him, and Zhuo Yifan was a little overwhelmed.

Just when he thought that he couldn't dodge this heavy punch, a strong palm wave hit his sideburns, shaking his face slightly. What is disgraceful is that the heavy blow of the punch has not been hit for a long time.

"Hey, where did the wild monk come from?" a muffled voice came, and then an exclamation was heard from the officials.

He slowly came back to his senses, and then surprised him a little. I saw a pair of thick and powerful palms, which came from his side at some point, and easily resisted the fists of those servants without hurting himself at all.

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly turned his head, only to see a grinning face with bared teeth, which made the surrounding officials retreat in fear.

"Third Senior Brother!" Zhuo Yifan was very excited.

"Senior Brother Yifan, it's okay! I can persist until now, and I haven't embarrassed our Bodhi Temple. ”

Monk Mudun grinned at him, and then he looked at the officials around him whose faces had changed slightly, and said provocatively with a smile: "Little cubs, don't fight with him, I am willing to play with you, big monk." ”

When the officials looked at this monk with a big waist and a round waist, their faces couldn't help but change slightly. The original sneering eyes suddenly became a little dignified, and he looked at this fat monk with a look of surprise.

"Hmph, where did you come from, the fat bald donkey, it's none of your business here, get out of the way for this son!"

Liu Ranmo, who was standing in the distance, fixed his eyes and saw that it was a great monk, and he looked at the wooden pier from top to bottom. He secretly thought that it was still okay for a monk to read the scriptures and sit in meditation or something, no matter how good he was, he would not have any power, and he would not be able to achieve any great climate.

He snorted coldly, obviously not taking the Mutun monk seriously, because he had not seen anyone he could look at so far.

The onlookers also quickly understood the majesty of the master, and as soon as Liu Ranmo's words fell, a fierce light immediately appeared in their eyes, and the fear in their hearts just now also weakened a lot, and the arrogant anger gradually ignited.

But after all, the other party is a big meat man, and it is still a little difficult to deal with him easily. So I was still a little timid and didn't dare to step forward.

"Great monk, Lao Tzu is looking for that kid to settle accounts today, nothing to do with you, if you want to live, I advise you not to cause trouble, so as not to regret it. Liu Ranmo flicked his sleeve with his fingers, and sneered at the Mudun monk: "I remember that you are a monk, I can not blame the past for what happened just now, and it is still too late to leave, go back to the monastery and knock your wooden fish." ”

Many guests in the restaurant looked at it in a daze, looking at Liu Ranmo, who was so arrogant, and the fat monk with fat meat, they were very curious about what kind of competition would be staged next, and they were all waiting and waiting.

Liu Ran Mo spoke, and saw that the Mudun monk was still motionless, still grinning with his teeth, and he didn't put himself in his eyes at all. Liu Ranmo obviously felt that he had lost face in front of everyone, and immediately shouted: "Great monk, it seems that you are really tired of living, then I will send you to the Netherworld today, so as not to waste food alive!"

"Don't talk nonsense, as a monk, today I will promote the Dharma, uphold the will of the Buddha, do the way for heaven, eliminate harm for the people, and clean up you, a wrongdoer. After speaking, the monk's robe swung and made a look like he was going to fight.

Liu Ranmo looked gloomily at the action that Monk Mudun had just done, his eyes met, and a cold light appeared in each other's eyes.

"me!"

Liu Ranmo waved his right hand, and saw the officials in front of him rushing forward like a tide, as if they were about to submerge the wooden pier.

Looking at the officials rushing away, Liu Ranmo's proud look showed his face again. He believes that soon the fat monk in front of him will be flattened and become a thin monk.

There was another commotion around, obviously not expecting that Liu Ranmo would let so many people deal with a monk. At this time, I couldn't help but be a little worried about this monk, after all, it was difficult to defeat four fists with both hands, and there were too many servants around.

Zhuo Yifan has studied martial arts for nearly two months, and he already has such power. It is conceivable that as the third disciple of Bodhi Temple, Mudun's strength should not be underestimated. I saw that Monk Mudun's offensive was much stronger than Zhuo Yifan's, and his palms seemed to be wrapped in a layer of anger, which could be said to be thick, like steel and iron, and extremely tough.

He didn't shoot at Liu Ranmo at the beginning like Zhuo Yifan. Zhuo Yifan thinks that he can't do martial arts, he pays attention to the method of outwitting, and captures the thief first, but he can't do light skills, when he didn't get close to Liu Ranmo, he was surrounded by all the officials, and it can be said that he failed.

The monk Mudun didn't think so, relying on his high martial arts, he also wanted to play and practice his hands, so he chose the principle of proximity, whoever was close would hit whoever was close and beat him down.

Those officials can only do some foreign kung fu, although they are not ordinary people, but they are only better than ordinary people. Therefore, they can't see how high the martial arts of the Mudun monk are, they just blindly rely on the large number of people.

The palms of the Mudun monk, when the fists and feet of the people were exerting force, only rubbed against the surface of their fists and feet, and then the body shook from side to side, and one fell on their wrists, pulling hard, and stepping on the heavy feet.

I saw the three people closest to him, the two servants were so easily slashed, the whole body flew out obliquely, and the other was stepped on the soles of his feet, the pain made him immediately lean over and cover his toes, and the right palm of the wooden dun swept over his back, and slapped down hard, like swatting flies, unceremoniously slapping him to the ground.

"Bang!

The low voice of two palms sounded, and I saw that the two officials who had just rushed were hit by the two heavy palms of the wooden pier, and then flew out, and the screams did not stop, and the people had fallen far away, and began to roll left and right.

It was only two or three moves, and there were already five people lying on the ground and rolling around, while the wooden dun monk didn't seem to have made much effort, and he was at ease. (To be continued.) )