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562 Monk comes to trouble

Changkong became a monk in Putuo Temple since he was a child. Since he was a child, he has been very powerful. Since entering the temple, basically no one of his peers can beat him.

Plus his talent is extremely high, learning martial arts very quickly, and soon became an excellent martial arts.

The immortal golden body of Putuo Temple, Vajrayana's magic fist, the fire of the school when he was eight years old. If it was not for the quietness of the Buddhist monk, such a talent would not know how many masters and brothers should be jealous.

However, Changkongren is still a bit naive. In order to exercise him, the abbot let him go down to the mountain to practice.

The task of begging for reliance this time fell on him.

Because of his martial arts and high strength, Chang Changkong couldn't play hard against his brothers and sisters at the gate, but today he can come out with all his strength!

施 "Donor, let's try it!"

The full-sky fire was fully open, and his vitality erupted all over him, and Xingyueqiao opened.

A golden light of Buddha appeared faintly behind him.

"This is the golden body!"

Wu Changkong said, "My Buddhist disciples blessed the indestructible gold body, and their strength doubled! With the power to descend the dragon and the tiger, the donor, you must be careful!"

He said, he waved the battlefield again, and then smashed at Qinchuan.

Qinchuan did not resist this time. He saw that the power of this sky cannot be underestimated. If it is displayed, even if it is the king of the Ming Dynasty, resistance is also a bit dangerous.

Xi Qinchuan held out his hands while catching the smashed Zen stick.

"when!"

He screamed again, and Qin Chuan's arms trembled slightly, but he still screwed the stick.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Changkong suddenly let go of his zen stick, punched a punch, and hit Qin Chuan's chest directly.

King Kong Fu magic fist, this fist is absolutely amazing!

Wu Mingming was in the state of the Ming king, but Qin Chuan still felt that his chest seemed to be cracked. He took two steps backwards and stepped a foot on the ground to stabilize his body.

"Good boxing."

The power of this punch was endless, and just right, it defeated the defense of King Daming, which had to be admired by Qin Chuan.

"The strength of my Putuo Temple is the world's authentic."

Changkong murmured, "The donor, your kung fu like a king, although it looks good, is actually just a cottage product. You see, I do not destroy the golden body, is the true orthodox Buddha!

He said, the golden light on his body is more prosperous, and the whole person is directly blocked with a layer of gold and copper, just like the Shaolin eighteen bronze men with gold paint!

"Amitabha! Empty is color, and color is empty ..."

Changkong chanted the Buddha's gold, and then stepped forward.

"boom!"

脚 A footprint appeared on the ground, a foot deep, shocking!

"Donor, you have to pick it up this time!"

I said, Changkong came directly, leaving footprints at every step.

Finally, he has reached Qin Chuan, and his skill has reached its peak.

"Broken!"

King Kong Fu's magic fist, King Kong's power, Fu Meng's might!

Every punch, Qin Chuan can feel that the surrounding air is shaking and afraid.

This Vajra Fist is so powerful!

Qi Qinchuan's eyes flashed black, and he also turned on the sundial trick, and then punched the fist at the same time.

Wang Mingming is evil? First strike!

The fists of two people touched together!

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, the air was shaking, the security guards at the front and the ears at the front desk were a bit unbearable.

Suddenly Qin Chuan took a step backwards with Changkong at the same time, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Can take my punch, donor, terrific!"

小 "Small, one will surprise you a lot."

Xi Qinchuan said, readjusted his breath.

不过 "However, you still do n’t need to use this statue of Ming Wang, it is useless."

Qi Changkong reminded Qin Chuan, "It's not the opponent of Jinshen and King Kong's magic fist at all!"

"The King of Ming was created by me, and it is so profound that I haven't fully comprehended it till now. Since you say my King of Ming is not strong enough, then try again."

He said, white smoke began to appear on his body, and the whole Ming king's body showed a red color.

King Ming Ming triples, and the first is already open.

"Hoo ..."

Qi Qinchuan spit out a stale gas, his eyes glowed red slightly, and the qi was surging in his body, and a strong burst of energy broke out throughout the body, impacting all around.

"Fuck me again!"

Changkong said, re-aggregating the power on his fist, then jumped over and rushed his fist straight to Qinchuan!

Qin Chuan printed directly on the palm of his hand, and patted him on the fist of the sky!

King Ming's big handprint!

"Boom!"

He flew out into the sky, and a huge palm print appeared on the wall behind him.

"What a terrible applause ..."

Changkong's mouth leaked a little blood, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I really look down on you."

"Is that all right?"

Qinchuan smiled, "I haven't tried my best yet."

He said, six arms popped out from behind him, a total of eight, and began a continuous attack directly into the sky!

Qi Qinglin eighteen dozen!

Triple attacks continue to fall on the body of the sky, even if the sky has indestructible gold body, this time can not afford.

"Eight Gates!"

Eighteen palms banged on Changkong's body together, and Changkong was directly blown out, smashing the wall behind him, and fell to the back room.

"噗!"

Changkong spit out a bite of blood and sprinkled it on the ground.

He wiped the corners of his mouth and got up again.

Although he was injured, the rate of healing of Jinshen was also fast. He quickly stabilized the injury and reexamined Qin Chuan.

"Amitabha ... the donor, you are very good. If possible, the poor monk does not want to be your enemy. Maybe you can add a friend, it's okay to fight LOL or something."

别 "Don't say it's useless, if you don't want to hit, get out of here!"

After Qin Chuan entered the Ming dynasty, his mood stabilized a lot.

"Looking at you as a poor monk, you don't need to pay for this loss."

"This won't work."

Ji Changkong immediately retorted, "The poor monk has accepted the mission in the temple when he went down the mountain, and he must take the Buddha relics back. Even if he fights for the poor monk's life, he must get it."

"As a Buddha-learner, he takes the things outside him so seriously."

Qinchuan skimmed his lips and said, "You're also embarrassed to say that you are a disciple of Putuo Temple."

"This is not an object outside of us, but the relic of our sage monk! It contains the Supreme Dharma, which is still waiting for us to enlighten us. So, please give it back to us."

"That is absolutely, absolutely impossible!"

Qinchuan clenched his fist. This Buddha relic is also very important to himself. Although he has n’t fully understood yet, there is always a way to study it!

The most important thing is that he won it by himself from the artificial island. Others came and said that this is ours, and he just let people do it? impossible!

"It seems that the poor monk can only come up with the final pressure box."

Xu Changkong said, suddenly reaching out his hand, tearing the monk's robe on his body, exposing the muscles inside.

His whole person is like a bronze man, standing there, the golden light on his body comes out layer by layer.

"As the Buddha says, all living beings, you are one of them, and you need poor monks to spend you."

"You say it yourself first!"

Xi Qinchuan said that King Daming had entered the second weight, and his body had completely turned red, and white smoke was emerging like steam.

"The Buddha is born!"

金 The golden light also appeared on his head, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of extraordinary sanctification!

"What light is this ..."

Seeing what Changkong looks like now, I could not help but ask soy sauce to watch the lively Fenghuaying.

"Buddha."

Wu Qinchuan's voice also exclaimed, "This sky is really good. I will not lose a battle with him."

I can practise qi into Buddha light. This sky's understanding of Dharma and physical exercise have reached a certain level!

I was able to play against the master, and Qin Chuan was excited.

He shuddered, his clothes shook, the white smoke around him lifted up, and surrounded Qinchuan's body. Finally, the white smoke slowly formed a huge Buddha statue, sitting on the ceiling.

"Get together and become a Buddha!"

He even exclaimed in the sky, "Great!"

"Ming Ming ... big handprint!"

Qin Chuan said, flip directly down with one palm, then press!

The huge palm wind also fell down, pressing on the body of the sky.

The sky stretched out both palms, dragging the palm wind!

He also played the golden body to the extreme, and Changkong knew that as long as he held the palm, he would definitely find a chance to defeat Qinchuan!

Suddenly, the Buddha's cloud, which was originally floating in the air, suddenly moved.

It also fell down with one palm and shot on the sky!

how can that be! Not only gather energy into Buddha, but also turn energy into energy!

This kind of kung fu is not something that ordinary people can practice!

In my own school, it seems that only the abbot realizes this realm!

Changkong finally couldn't hold it. He knelt down on the ground, his body was broken, and bleeding occurred in many places.

"You have lost."

Xi Qinchuan retracted his palm and said.

"The poor monk is not strong enough, I'm sorry about Putuo Temple."

Changkong lamented, "But I will come back again!"

"Do you think you are a wolf?"

Qinchuan skimming mouth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If you do not return the Buddha relic, Putuo Temple will never give up. "

Changkong said very directly, "The donor, the countless monks of Putuo Temple, the poor monk is just a junior, not very powerful. Therefore, the donor and the poor monk are really good for you. You will reduce the constant trouble if you surrender the Buddha. ! "

"Think of beauty."

Qinchuan snorted, "I will never hand over this Buddha relic!"

"Amitabha!"

At that time, a Buddhist horn came from outside, "Since that, the old man can only invite the friend of the donor Qin to the temple as a guest!"

I said, the originally closed hall door suddenly opened, and a strong suction pulled on Fenghuaying's body, dragging her out!

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