With the advent of Benshan, the scene suddenly fell silent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Except for those monks in Shaolin, the expressions on the faces of the rest of the people were not very good-looking, and they walked in the air, which is something that only a grandmaster can do.

Shaolin has a grandmaster, that's something everyone knows. Therefore, those who can come here will not have much awe for the grandmaster of Shaolin. If Benshan wants to stop them from seeking justice, they will fight for their lives and bite off a piece of Shaolin's meat.

Most of the people in the rivers and lakes are still bloody men. There are some more important things in their lives than their lives, such as morality, such as justice, and they can even spare their lives for these things.

That Benshan fell from the sky, sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a big Buddha sitting, surrounded by golden light, it suddenly opened a phantom Buddha statue, and wrapped all the Shaolin monks in it.

"Old monk, if you are not a grandmaster, the grandmaster is not allowed to make a move, have you forgotten this rule?" asked King Xiang directly.

Ben Shan just bowed his head slightly, and said, "Master Xiang, the grandmaster must not be insulted, do you know this rule?"

"The grandmaster can't be humiliated, so whoever will be scored. If you uphold justice, it will be my fault that I insult you. However, Shaolin is so dirty, you are a Shaolin master, so unreasonable, do you really think that you are the only grandmaster in the world?

"Amitabha, Xiang Shizhu, you indiscriminately hit my Shaolin and killed my Shaolin disciples, and now slander me and slander Shaolin, what is your intention?"

"Get out!" Lin Fan shouted loudly before he woke everyone up from that state.

"Old bald donkey, it's really enough, do you think you can succeed in your tricks? Hehe, the crimes of Shaolin are all recorded, whether you admit it or not, that's the case. As for you, don't talk about any grandmaster who can't be humiliated. You, not worthy!" Lin Fan said sharply, and before everyone could react, he almost caught his way, and at this moment, they all glared angrily at Ben Shan.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin is right, what kind of bullshit grandmaster are you, I want to see if you are worthy of the word grandmaster!" King Xiang laughed loudly, and then shot at Benshan.

Xiang Wentian has a famous stunt, called Benlei Boxing, which is a fusion of Tai Chi, Bagua, Xingyi three major internal boxing strengths created, to make up for the shortcomings, has long been a peerless boxing method.

Xiang Wang has lived with Xiang Wentian since he was a child, and it can be said that he has never taken a detour on the road of martial arts, so at a young age, he is already a peak master of dark power that many people can hardly reach in their lifetime. Of course, this is not only the reason for Xiang Wentian, but also the existence of a relationship between Xiang Wang and his own qualifications, Xiang Wang was born with six veins, and when he broke through the light and entered the darkness, he already had the power of sixteen bulls, and its foundation was not much better than Lin Fan a hundred years ago.

At this time, King Xiang made a move, like stepping on thunder, and when he stepped on it, there was a sound of thunder, and he pedaled three steps, and he approached the golden light of the Benshan monk.

I saw Xiang Wang's fists shake, and the dense explosion sound was continuous, and the anger blew his hair upside down, and a punch blasted out, like thunder!

The fist touched the phantom of the Buddha, and the phantom kept shaking, but it only swayed, and Benshan was unmoved in the center of the phantom.

"Hmph!" The blow was not successful, and King Xiang refused to stop there, he took a step back, and then took a deep breath and made a charge of strength.

There was no movement on Benshan's side, and there was no movement on Lin Fan's side, as if they all wanted to see what the grandson of the first master of Huaxia was capable of.

In less than twenty breaths, King Xiang finally adjusted his state, he suddenly opened his eyes, and under the burst of qi, his body was slowly floating off the ground.

Like lightning galloping, King Xiang's fist struck out towards the golden Buddha statue with a vast and boundless intent of destruction.

A strange light flashed in Benshan's eyes, and he stretched out his hand indifferently, swinging it out like a fly, and at the moment of Benshan's action, the golden Buddha statue also moved, and the action was exactly the same as Benshan's action, and the huge palm pressed towards King Xiang like a hill.

Xiang Wang's eyes were focused, unmoved, and he was indomitable, ignoring the giant palm that was about to fall on him. Compared to the giant palm, King Xiang's fist was obviously much faster. The fist collided with the Golden Light Buddha statue, and it was only for a moment that a punch penetrated the Golden Light Buddha statue, not only that, but after breaking through the Golden Light Buddha statue, King Xiang's Thunder Fist was undiminished, directly hitting the group of Arhats who had used medicine to improve their realm.

How could a punch that could break the golden body phantom of Benshan be something that these arhats who were not at the peak of their dark strength could withstand? With one punch, it directly smashed a pit of seven or eight meters in the crowd, and all the monks in it turned into pulp.

Although King Xiang pierced through the golden light phantom of Benshan, he did not completely crush it. The palm the size of a hill did not disappear, but was close to the top of King Xiang's head, and it seemed that he was going to suppress King Xiang at the bottom of his palm before he would stop.

"Boom!" a sound broke through the air.

The first appearance of the streamer is like leaving a blood line in the air, dark red and mysterious and mysterious. The streamer directly touched the palm of the golden Buddha statue of Benshan, one solemn and sacred, and the other blood-red demonic. After the solemn and sacred palm collided with the blood-red demonic streamer, it dissipated directly into the void.

And that streamer is also an upside-down flight, back to Lin Fan's hands, what would it be if it wasn't a bully gun?

"Thank you!" Xiang Dynasty Lin Fan nodded.

"It doesn't matter. Lin Fan replied.

The golden Buddha statue was broken, and more than a dozen Shaolin monks were smashed into flesh by a punch in front of them, and Benshan couldn't sit still.

He ...... Do you really dare to do it?!"

"Well, can we people beat it?"

In the crowd behind Lin Fan, many people were talking.

Without him, it is really the means of the benevolent that are too shocking to the world, the golden light Buddha statue is incomparably majestic, and the palm falling is more like the Buddha suppressing the evil demons, and the majesty of the Buddha door is fully displayed, although Lin Fan broke his golden Buddha statue palm with a shot, and King Xiang punched through the defense of the golden Buddha statue and killed more than a dozen Arhat monks. But those were just Ben Shan's casual blows, compared to the solemn expressions of Xiang Wang and Lin Fan, Ben Shan was really too casual, which made them have a hint of retreat.

King Xiang returned to Lin Fan's side.

"It should be what the Grandmaster looked like at the beginning. ”

"The magic is just beginning. ”

"You don't have to fight!"

The conversation between the two was very concise, and after speaking, both of them saw a kind of awe-inspiring war intent and appreciation for each other in each other's eyes.

"After this incident, find a place?"

"Fight hard!"

"Good!"

The two inexplicably made an appointment to fight in Japan, which made the people present a little confused.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Wang, Brother Xiang, even if you are collecting debts, you don't have to be entangled in fighting alone, let's go together!" Lin Fan said loudly.

"Good. The three of them answered together.

After the four of them finished speaking, they moved forward step by step, facing Ben Shan, and the four dark energy peaks faced off against the martial arts master. Victory or defeat, no one knows.

(Surprisingly, after the exam, there are two more classes, and today's class is a day, and the class ends at seven o'clock, so there should only be two chapters today, and I'm going to write the second chapter.) ）