Syllable!

The wooden door of the Buddhist hall was like paper paste, and it was struck open with a palm, and a tall bald monk rolled over like lightning, and it was Xiao Yuanshan who returned in time.

"Good thief, you dare. Xiao Yuanshan roared angrily, and his palm power was like a mountain and a sea, and he struck towards Murong Bo.

Murong Bo didn't care about killing the sweeping monk, so he hurriedly turned around and slapped his palm, first dissolving Xiao Yuanshan's rapid strength.

When the two of them touched their palms, they both felt that their bodies were shocked, and then they jumped away, and Xiao Yuanshan blocked in front of the sweeping monk.

"Dust, you came back just in time, because he ...... Bad habits are hard to change, I really ......" Before the sweeping monk finished speaking, he coughed violently.

Xiao Yuanshan tore off the monk's robe, threw it on the ground, and said, "Master, this is wrong. Since there is no cause in the world, there is no dust. Now I, Xiao Yuanshan, want to fight him Murong Bo and count the killing of his wife. ”

The sweeping monk looked stunned and sighed: "You ...... I...... I ...... "I didn't come up in one breath, and I actually fainted."

Murong Bo sneered: "Xiao Yuanshan, you are just the courage of a horseman, and you have been played by me all the time. Don't you want revenge? ”

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were split, these days, he listened to the sweeping monk use Buddhist language to influence, and his anger disappeared a lot, but when he saw Murong Bo's arrogant appearance and thought of his tragic wife, how to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Murong Bo, you bastard, I, Xiao Yuanshan, fought with you. Xiao Yuanshan was like a tiger descending from the mountain, slashing through a surging wave of qi in the air, and blasted towards Murong Bo with a punch.

Seeing Xiao Yuanshan's desperate appearance, Murong Bo couldn't help but be secretly frightened, he fought with Xiao Yuanshan several times, but there was no life-and-death fight, and now Xiao Yuanshan is afraid that he will die with him.

Murong Bo smashed his breath, his whole body was full of true qi, and he slashed out with a palm.

Prajna palm is Shaolin Xuangong, one of the seventy-two stunts, practice will go on, forever endless, the more the palm power is practiced, the purer the skill.

Boom!

The strength of the two collided, their faces changed at the same time, and their bodies took a few steps back at the same time.

Over the years, Xiao Yuanshan has refined Shaolin's Vajra Fuhu boxing method, which is as famous as the beggar gang to descend the dragon and the eighteen palms, and the power is extraordinary.

He punched one punch after another, constantly urging the punch power out, which was extremely powerful, and hit the entire Buddha Hall until it was filled with the fist style of a tiger.

The seventy-two stunts that Murong Bo learned were very complicated, and they might still be effective against Xuan Bei and others, but the Vajra Fuhu Fist method against Xiao Yuanshan was dwarfed, and the momentum was not as powerful as Xiao Yuanshan, so he gradually fell behind.

The two of them are facing each other this time, and there is a clear difference from the previous competition, they are completely fighting for their lives, as long as they are not careful, they will break their tendons and fractures, and they will die.

Fortunately, Murong Bo still has the kung fu to turn the stars, and when he saw that he was invincible, he used this magic skill to continuously unload Xiao Yuanshan's fist power.

The Buddha statue in the Buddha hall, the incense under the Buddha statue, and the tables and chairs exploded one after another, and even the big bell hanging in the middle of the room was smashed in half by Xiao Yuanshan's fist.

Seeing that Murong Bo's body was too ghostly, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but spare his strength, he was a person who was thick and fine, lest the revenge not be avenged, but was plotted by Murong Bo.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan's offensive was slowing down, Murong Bo couldn't help but let out a long breath, he didn't want to fight hard with Xiao Yuanshan, so he couldn't help frowning secretly, thinking about a way to get out.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan was attacking, the corner of his eyes was constantly sweeping towards the sweeping monk, Murong Bo couldn't help but think about it, his body fought and retreated, but attacked the sweeping monk.

Xiao Yuanshan is a delicate person, and when he saw Murong Bo's movements, he guessed his intentions, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "He saved your life, but you killed him instead." Murong Bo, are you human?"

Rao is Murong Bo was very thick-skinned, and he couldn't help but blush, and said forcefully: "I'm not dead, how can he save my life? I want to kill him because he blocked my way, and it's right." ”

Murong Bo secretly said in his heart, fortunately, Xiao Yuanshan came back late, and he didn't know that the sweeping monk was my uncle, otherwise if it was spread, my reputation would be completely over.

Xiao Yuanshan knew that Murong Bo was treacherous in nature, and reasoning with him was just empty words, and he used the Vajra Fuhu Fist method at the moment to firmly block Murong Bo's way and prevent him from continuing to hurt the sweeping monk.

Murong Bo performed the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, and the offensive was like mercury leaking into the ground, pervasive, and the palms, fists, claws, and fingerings kept changing, dazzling and dizzying.

Xiao Yuanshan only used the eighteen-way King Kong Tiger Fist method, like a colorful tiger, taking into account both offense and defense, and steadily occupied half of the country in the Buddhist hall.

Murong Bo knew that although the Buddhist hall was far away, it would definitely alarm the monks of Shaolin after a long time.

Even though Murong Bo is not afraid of anyone except the sweeping monk, but the ants bite the elephant to death, and he is really entangled, and he is always in trouble.

Thinking of this, Murong Bo couldn't help but want to get out, he looked at the pillars in the Buddhist hall, and immediately thought about it.

Whew!

Murong Bo struck two big Wei Tuo pestles and forced Xiao Yuanshan's move "Tiger Jumping Stream" to force him back.

Bang bang!

Murong Bo smashed out two fists, and the two remaining pillars in the Buddhist hall immediately broke in unison.

Shocked by the power of Murong Bo's fist, the entire Buddhist hall immediately shook, and everyone could see that the fall was only in an instant.

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked, knowing that the house had really collapsed, and the unconscious sweeping monk was afraid that his life would not be saved.

Therefore, Xiao Yuanshan jumped into the side of the sweeping monk, he was not in a hurry to pick up the sweeping monk, and first turned around and made a powerful punch.

This punch is condensed by Xiao Yuanshan's skill, he expected the enemy to be the first, and the fist power was really condensed by his life's strength, and flew out like a tiger.

Sure enough, he was expected by Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo was not in a hurry to flee for his life, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to follow him and take the opportunity to get rid of Xiao Yuanshan and the sweeping monk.

Murong Bo's body rushed over like a ghost, and before he could make a move, he was punched hard by Xiao Yuanshan first.

Fortunately, Murong Bo's reaction reached the point of being born randomly, and he hurriedly used the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Divine Skill, and quickly shifted the direction of this incomparable force.

Boom!

One wall of the Buddha hall was smashed out of a shocking hole by Xiao Yuanshan's fist.

Originally, the Buddhist hall was crumbling, but after Xiao Yuanshan's fierce force, it couldn't support it, and it collapsed with a bang, and the dust was flying.

At this moment, dozens of Shaolin monks were rushing towards the Buddha Hall, and they were all stunned when they saw the Buddha Hall suddenly collapse in front of them.

After the battle in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk has become a myth in their hearts.

Now that they saw the Buddhist hall where this Shaolin myth lived, such an accident had happened, how could they not be frightened, and hurriedly sent out the signal of attack.

At the same time as the Buddhist hall collapsed, there were two figures, like swimming dragons, flying up from the Buddhist hall and flying several feet.

Both men were afraid of each other, and one of them circled in the air, flying out of the air in opposite directions.

Seeing the signal of the attack on the Shaolin Temple, Murong Bo's face couldn't help but change, he originally thought that he could get rid of the sweeping monk, but now it seems that he can't do it.

However, Murong Bo knew that his heavy hand had already caused the sweeping monk to be hit hard. Even if the sweeping monk is lucky enough not to die, he wants to recover, but he doesn't know what year or month. I'm afraid that at that time, he would have already ascended to the throne and become a stable dragon court, what sweeping monk are you afraid of?

Murong Bo made up his mind, didn't dare to hesitate, and swooped out, his body was as fast as lightning.

Xiao Yuanshan was bent on revenge, he threw the sweeping monk towards Xuansheng who rushed over, and shouted: "Next." ”

Xuan Sheng hurriedly stretched out his two arms, hugged the sweeping monk steadily, and saw that he was covered in blood, described as haggard, and felt so sad in his heart.

Xiao Yuanshan saw that Murong Bo was far away, and couldn't help but let out a long howl, and quickly chased after him.

But listening to the sound of a dragon chanting, Xiao Yuanshan's figure unfolded, like a dragon swimming out of the sea, rolling up a road of smoke and dust, and disappeared from everyone's eyes in an instant.

At this moment, several high-ranking monks of the Xuanzi generation rushed over one after another and asked the reason, but Xuansheng couldn't say it clearly, only saying that it was Murong Bo's doing.

At present, several high-ranking monks of the Xuanzi generation scolded Murong Bo for being shameless, which provoked many high-ranking monks and committed the ring of evil mouth.

Hong Jin arrived at this moment, he originally wanted to surrender to the sweeping monk, but he didn't expect to see such a tragic appearance.

"Thousands of calculations, I can't count Murong Bo, a thief, so mad, I will definitely kill him if I have the chance, and avenge Master Xuanbei and his sweeping predecessors. ”

Hong Jindong's punch smashed into the stone, smashing the hard bluestone to pieces.

Looking at Hong Jin's invisible fist qi, it was actually as powerful as Si, and the Shaolin Xuanzi monks couldn't help but be at a loss.

Dare to say such crazy words to kill Murong Bo, looking at the world, I am afraid that there will only be a few people such as Hong Jin.

Hong Jin glanced at the sweeping monk and saw that his injuries were extremely serious, so he couldn't help frowning and sighing deeply.

From Xuan Sheng's arms, Hong Jin gently took the sweeping monk, slowly put him on the ground, pressed his palms against his back, and two gentle Jiuyang True Qi slowly crossed into his body.

As a result, the more he looked, the more Hong Jin's heart sank, and the sweeping monk's injuries were far more serious than he expected.

Due to the vomiting of a large amount of blood, coupled with the fact that it has been a long time, the ten incense soft tendons in the sweeping monk have dispersed, and the medicinal power has disappeared a lot, and he was stimulated by the true qi of Hong Jin Jiuyang, and the original breath in his body couldn't help but flow slowly.

The sweeping monk has never been close to a woman in his life, and his skills are very pure, because of this, when he is unconscious, his breath can still be awakened by Hong Jin.

But this breath is too weak, like a gossamer, and ethereal, elusive and difficult to maintain.