"Jack Drop!"

Almost at this moment, Xiaolong showed the unpassing art of the Southern Yamato Gate, and the strength of his whole body was completely condensed into a rope almost instantly, turning his body as heavy as a mountain at this time, and not moving like a mountain, I'm afraid that's what he meant, right?

Almost at the moment when Xiaolong's feet touched the ground, almost everyone could feel that the bluestone ground that was completely tamped under his feet made a series of strange tremors, and the monk opposite the little dragon felt even stronger, and almost instantly felt a burst of vanity in his footsteps, and he almost couldn't lift his true breath and forked his breath.

This year's southern Yamatomen's hard skills, after sinking for a long time, were once again displayed by Xiaolong, and the power it radiated in an instant, I am afraid that even if the real master of Yamatomen came in person, he would be shocked by Xiaolong's profound skills.

However, the dozen or so monks obviously did not give it in vain, and the mental method they practiced can be said to be the authentic mental method of Buddhism, so although it was shocked by Xiaolong's surprise, it quickly recovered, and more than a dozen people immediately recovered completely in an instant under the same mind, and once again gathered more than a dozen forces into one place to attack Xiaolong.

"Come on!"

With these dozen angry shouts almost in no particular order, I saw that the dozen or so monks stood in a string of continuous transmission of skills, and the pair of iron palms of the leader of the monks had been firmly imprinted on Xiaolong's chest.

If it had been someone else, it would have been hit so hard and powerful. I'm afraid that he has already been shocked to the point that he may not be able to save his life, but at this time, Xiaolong's musculoskeletal hardness is probably much stronger than that of real steel, and after receiving such an attack, his body only shook slightly.

"Isn't it good! Look at me!"

I saw that at this time, the corners of Xiaolong's mouth had already revealed a subtle smirk, and then under the shock of his body, the powerful spiral force in his body continued to erupt like a volcanic eruption, and it was instantly transmitted to the body of the monk in front of him.

Seeing that the monk's arms that were still pressed on his chest were unexpectedly twisted under the action of an inexplicable force, as if they were twisted into two twisted flowers, they were strangely entangled together. With a burst of blood cracked. It's a series of bones shattering.

Obviously, the arms of the monk in front of him have been broken inch by inch under such a violent blow, and even if they can recover in the future. I'm afraid I'll never be able to return to the heyday of the time. I can't say that such a master is wasted like this.

Seeing that his arms were tangled into such a strange and miserable appearance. Coupled with the unbearable pain that kept coming from his arms, he couldn't help but scream under a burst of babbling.

"Ahh

That's not all, because the injured monk is connecting his skills together at this time, forming an inexplicable connection. But it was the strength of the little dragon that was transmitted almost unhindered along the monk's body.

And those monks didn't think that Xiaolong would not only be able to use his body to catch such a blow without being hurt at all, but even be able to incite Liliang to fight back? Therefore, they couldn't help but shake their bodies together, and then a mouthful of blood spit out like no money, and then they languished on the ground.

There is no longer the slightest intention to chase and kill these monks who have completely lost the power to fight back, after completely defeating them, Xiaolong rushed forward without stopping, and directly rushed into the battle circle where Yin Tianzheng was, and attacked a monk who besieged him without care.

Although these monks have been entangled with Yin Tianzheng, they are not ignorant of everything around them, seeing that such a peerless fierce man as Xiaolong rushed out of the oblique stab, not only suffered such a blow without being injured at all, but instead took those senior brothers who had cultivated to a high level and lay down, the horror in their hearts can be imagined, so seeing that Xiaolong actually walked towards him, they immediately couldn't care about Yin Tianzheng anymore, and one by one they concentrated on Xiaolong, and they were afraid that he would take advantage of the chaos to make himself suffer the same heavy blow。

"Stand down!"

How do you know that the moment Xiaolong saw that he was about to make a move, suddenly a slightly weak but firm voice came, who else could Yin Tianzheng have? I saw that although he was covered in blood at this time, his eyes were full of unyielding battle intent, and he said to Xiaolong.

"This is a family matter in my teaching, and I don't need outsiders to do it!"

"I don't know what to do!"

Although he knew that he had a deep grudge with that Mingjiao, which made Yin Tianzheng deeply hostile to him, so he didn't accept his kindness at all, but this made Xiaolong extremely depressed in his heart, although he didn't show it on the surface, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

What kind of person is that Yin Tian? Not only is his sex like fire, but he is also a character who can't rub sand in his eyes, but he doesn't know what he is thinking when he sees Xiaolong's face?

"Do you think these beam-jumping clowns can stop me? boy, you see it!"

Speaking of this, I saw that Yin Tianzheng had already dodged without hesitation, and the right hand with extremely thick bones turned into eagle claws again in an instant, and grabbed directly at the top of the head of a monk in front of him, and he was about to kill the other party without mercy.

Seeing that Yin Tian was on such a spicy offensive, the monk on the opposite side could no longer exert the strong pressure when he was besieging him. However, it was because the dozen or so monks seemed to be watching the battle without any moves, but they formed a huge pressure net in the faint way, which made Yin Tianzheng's mind always seem to be unable to completely own himself in the mud, and he couldn't play seventy percent of his martial arts, so he was entangled with this monk and couldn't defeat it so far.

It's just that at this time, after the dozen or so monks were completely cleaned up by Xiaolong, the shackles that were wrapped around Yin Tianzheng's mind also completely dissipated, and this time, how could the eagle claw skill performed by the white-eyed eagle king without any scruples be so easy to resist?

Seeing that the monk immediately stretched out his hands and wanted to seal the frame, but he didn't expect that Yin Tianzheng would roar angrily in an instant, and the eagle claw actually increased several percent of his fierce force out of thin air in an instant, and instantly shook the seal of the monk in front of him, and grabbed the key point above his head.

The sound of bones shattering kept coming, but the monk's skull finally couldn't withstand such a fierce blow, and was almost instantly crushed to pieces, and a big head almost became a rotten watermelon like a complete incomplete haode shape.

"Boy, give me a good look, see if the old man is really old and needs your help?"

After Yin Tianzheng, who refused to admit defeat, cleaned up the monks in front of him, he didn't care that there was still blood dripping on his fingers, but he said to Xiaolong without hesitation, and then reflexively stood with the remaining monks.

Because the shackles on the soul at this time have been completely gone, so the majesty of the white-eyed eagle king is completely exerted at this time, Rao is a few monks in front of him have almost completely exerted what they have learned, but they are still defending more and attacking less by the other party to gain the upper hand.

"Crazy old man!"

Although the other party was so stubborn and refused to accept his kindness, Xiaolong didn't know why, he didn't have the slightest disgust with him in his heart, but felt that he looked extremely cute, and immediately after muttering a sentence slightly, seeing that King Yin Ye had obviously locked the victory, he finally put his hanging heart back.

"The little benefactor is really a good method! The master of the Tibetan Border Rotten Camel Temple who came with me has folded a full fifteen in your hands, and I can't say that even if you die here today, you can be proud enough!"

Just when Xiaolong's mind began to relax slightly, but a slight voice suddenly came, which made Xiaolong couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and immediately forgot about the sound, but found that on the top floor of this hall, I don't know when there was an old and withered monk standing, who was looking at himself with burning eyes at this time.

"Who are you?"

Although he had this question, Xiao Long could also imagine that this guy must be the leader of this raid on the Heavenly Eagle Sect, and judging from the extremely strong pressure that emanated from his body, his martial arts cultivation turned out to be the only master he had ever seen.

"The old Golden Wheel Dharma King, the presiding officer of the Tibetan Rotten Camel Temple!"

Seeing that the old monk folded his hands and replied unhurriedly, the little dragon's heart involuntarily set off a stormy wave.

"Grandma's, I didn't expect it to be him, this villain Golden Wheel Dharma King actually appeared so uninvited!"

"The little donor killed my master of the Camel Temple one after another, and the old man is the host, if he doesn't have the slightest reaction, but he can't say it, why don't you take the old man's trick!"

I saw that with the words of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, suddenly a shining Falun appeared in his hand, and then he didn't see how he acted, so he spun and flew towards the little dragon. (To be continued......)