People Are Martial Arts, Drinking Becomes Stronger!

"Why do you old thieves always want to keep me in Shaolin Temple? Anyway, since you have said so, then I have to add some prizes. If you lose, this Luoshizi Shaolin Temple will no longer exist. ! This Mount Song belongs to my Jietian Sect!"

There was an awe-inspiring chill in Jiang Hao's words, although his voice was not loud, his tone was still soft.

But the Rivers and Lakes people who heard this sentence felt a chill inexplicably from the bottom of their hearts.

And those Shaolin disciples had bead-sized beads of sweat on their foreheads, and their backs were drenched in cold sweat.

Some eminent monks even shouted: "You devil! Shaolin Temple has existed for more than 600 years, how can you shake it?"

Jiang Hao sneered and said lightly:

"Can you shake it? You asked about the Xueyin Kuangdao and Fire Lin Sword in my hand!"

Then he looked at the sweeping monk "Two Twenty", and said coldly:

"It's useless to talk too much, let's see the real chapter!"

The sweeping monk let out a long sigh, and then slowly put the worn-out broom in his hand on the ground beside him.

His expression was still neither sad nor happy, and he said slowly: "Facing a peerless master like Devil Monarch, this poor monk has to use all the means of his body today, please Devil Monarch not to blame! This is in front of the Nobita Palace, the solemn It's solemn, it's inconvenient to fight, how about we go to the Shaolin martial arts arena to fight?"

On the other hand, Jiang Hao squinted his eyes, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and said loudly:

"That's right, let's have a good fight today!"

At this moment, his heart was beating faster, the blood in his body was gradually boiling, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes.

The surging fighting spirit was burning in his heart.

He has traveled all over the world of martial arts, and he has never encountered any real opponents.

But today, he is going to face the first person in the golden book, the sweeping monk, how can this make him not to fight?

"I hope you can let me have a good fight! Don't let me down!"

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the other's meaning from each other's eyes.

In this battle, they will definitely do their best and never hold back!

After saying that, the two of them appeared in a flash, and they arrived at the Shaolin martial arts arena paved with blue bricks.

Everyone off the field, especially the disciples from Shaolin Temple, stared nervously at the two confronting each other on the field, with their hearts already in their throats.

From the fight with the nine masters of Shaolin just now, everyone present clearly understood that the martial arts of the person in front of him has indeed reached the state of being invincible in the world.

If this battle is lost again, then the reputation of Sacred Land, the world martial art of Shaolin Temple, will be ruined.

On the other side of Jietianjiao people, Ah Zi looked at the sweeping monk and asked with some doubts:

"This old monk looks nearly a hundred years old, right? Is he really that powerful? He looks ordinary!"

Tianshan Child Elder Wu Xingyun shook his head, and said with apprehension: "Among Rivers and Lakes, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is indeed, and Shaolin Temple has such a master. Even my grandma, I dare not say that I can beat this person in my prime." !"

Little Dragon Girl held a finger in her mouth, and asked nervously:

"Senior Sister Feifei, is this old monk very powerful? Can Master beat him?"

Qu Feiyan rubbed this little cutie's head, said with a light smile: "Good Longer, you must keep in mind that our master is the best master in the world! Don't say that you don't know where he came from. The old monk who came here, even if the Buddha Sakyamuni came here, he would not be a match for the master!"

Then she snorted again, looked at the sweeping monk and said:

"If you give me another ten years, I will kill this group of stinky monks with one blow without the master's hand!"

Ah Zi also said with a smile: "If you borrow the blood dragon Chi Lian from master, there is no need for master to take action at all, let the blood dragon spit out the bloody poison, none of the thousands of monks in Shaolin Temple can survive!"

Li Mochou's eyes lit up, and she shouted excitedly: "There is such a powerful baby, why didn't Junior Sister Ah Zi tell me earlier!"

Ah Zi smiled and replied: "Hey, that Blood Dragon Chi Lian is Master's favorite treasure, so don't let anyone see it!"

Lin Pingzhi said with full admiration: "Today I can finally see the master's peerless sword and the stunning Saber Technique again! Every time I see the master making a move, I feel like I'm not on the hook["

Looking at these little fellows, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help showing a gentle smile on his pretty face.

Then, with her beautiful eyes, she looked at the young man in white who was drinking Calabash in the martial arts arena.

He murmured to himself: "I don't know if this old monk can force you, a little thief, to use all your strength, so that I can see where your martial arts are now, and see if I can catch up with you in this lifetime." Your background!"

At this time, Jiang Hao on the field was drinking, comprehending the peerless Saber Technique that was rewarded after the battle with the nine masters of Shaolin just now...

Ananda Breaks Precepts Saber Technique!

Break clean, drop red dust, get Karma!

Break the demons, break the demons, break the precepts, cut the sky, cut the earth, and cut all beings!

Jiang Hao put down the jug in his hand, looked at the sweeping monk, and said with a light smile:

"I don't want to take advantage of you, let's try boxing first, how about?"

The floor-sweeping monk didn't speak, but put his hands together and played the piano softly.

Amitabha!

Every time a word is uttered, the aura of the body grows stronger, until finally, the aura of the whole person changes suddenly, as if a Buddha's light is revealed all over the body, it is really as fierce as a dragon subduing a tiger and an arhat descending from the Buddha seat.

And Jiang Hao threw the wine Calabash in his hand out of thin air, and threw it on top of a pagoda.

Then his momentum also changed suddenly, and the mighty clouds seemed to roll down from the Ninth Stage sky, enveloping his figure.

In the eyes of everyone, his figure seemed to be gradually growing taller, until there was only such a figure who was like a god between the sky and the ground.

At this moment, the two shot at the same time,

With the glazed Buddha light gathered by the supreme dharma, one person transformed into a fist with a size of 5.5 feet, and attacked the opponent with unparalleled strength.

And the other person is like a fairy riding the clouds and fog, the clouds around him gather to form a huge dragon claw, like a cloud dragon probing its claws, swinging towards the golden giant fist

The giant golden Buddha light fist collided with the Immortal Cloud Dragon Claw.

boom!

There was a loud bang, and there was a bang.

Then the world was turned upside down, and the earth was shaken.

The Shaolin Martial arts arena was hundreds of feet wide, and the thousand-year-old blue bricks paved on the ground were almost cracked inch by inch.

For a while, it was as if a natural disaster had come to the world.

The people watching the battle hundreds of feet apart, seeing such a terrifying scene, had only one thought in their minds:

"It's the battle between the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that?"