Kung Fu Soldier King

Xiaoxiangguo temple is located in the suburb of Beijing, on the top of a small park. The park is open to the outside world, but there is nothing exquisite in it. Only some old men and women come every day.

There are not many pilgrims, but they can also ensure continuous incense. The monks on the mountain are also very modest. If they meet pilgrims on the road, they will stop and get together.

Everything is so calm and simple. People who have lived around for decades don't think there is anything unusual about xiaoxiangguo temple.

However, the mountain gate is not always open, and pilgrims have to wait for the Buddha festival to go to incense.

There are numerous Buddha festivals in a year, almost every month. The more solemn ones are Buddha's birthday, Chengdao Festival, Lantern Festival, Nirvana Festival, Yulan basin Festival and so on.

So when the mountain gate was closed, the pilgrims were not surprised, but they didn't know that as soon as the mountain gate was closed, the martial monks inside began to change into civilian clothes and go down the mountain from the back mountain.

When they came back, some of them were covered with blood and some were injured. In short, they did not only see things.

Moreover, it is not allowed to hang a list casually in the temple, and it is often shown that the meditation room in the temple is full of people.

So pilgrims often see some strange people go in and out of the temple, but this is a Buddhist holy land, and no one cares.

But they don't know that these people who hang the list in xiaoxiangguo temple are the staff of the Wu family. To be exact, they are the experts invited by the Wu family.

For example, Falcon hunting, which was most valued by Wu Jiusi before, was listed in xiaoxiangguo temple, but he rarely went back to the temple and mostly followed Wu Jiusi outside.

Many people envy him, even some people envy him, but people's skills are there, and they can't say anything.

But today, Falcon suddenly came back from outside, broke three fingers, took five million cash, and then returned to the meditation room.

Many of the meditation rooms in the backyard are independent courtyards. Those with high Kung Fu can live in such independent courtyards, while those with slightly low Kung Fu can live with several people.

Falcon hunting naturally has an independent courtyard, which can be entered by an arch in the East. Directly opposite is the huge wall with the word "Buddha".

To the north are several main rooms, which are well decorated, just like high-end hotels.

In the courtyard, it is much rudimentary, with only some exercise equipment, stone locks, guns and sticks.

The host heard that the Falcon had returned, so he wore cassock, held the Buddha beads in his hand, declared the Dharma, and came to the small courtyard.

He is broad and fat, especially his head is shiny. The ring scar on his head is very eye-catching. There is a rosary hanging on one hand. You can see that hand. It is very broad.

This broad hand is even a little too much. It stands in front of the chest, almost covering half of the chest, more than half larger than ordinary people.

Through the window, he poked his head inside and asked, "falcon, are you there?"

"I'm not feeling well today. I don't see any guests. Please come back," falcon refused the host's visit.

The host smiled and said, "see or not, you are there. If I enter or not, the door is there. You can't say, but your legs are on me, so don't blame the poor monk for being rude."

After these eloquent Zen words, the host kicked the door and went in.

The Falcon got up from the bed and shouted, "dead bald donkey, what do you want to do?"

"You know too much. I'll pass you on behalf of the Buddha." the host is dressed in a blood red cassock, which is the blood clothes man in Wu Jiusi's mouth.

He shouted loudly and rushed forward. The Buddha bead in his hand hit the Falcon's face door, which suddenly fell over the bed.

After avoiding the Buddha beads, without waiting to stand firm, the man in blood clothes rushed forward and roared, and his huge palm came overwhelming and photographed the Falcon's heart.

The latter rushed to the battle, raised his healthy right hand and quickly palmed with the man in blood.

It should be said that the Falcon can eat even Xiao Yan's strength, but now, under the hasty battle, it was pushed out by the palm power.

Bang, smashed the window behind him and rolled to the ground.

The master in blood is a powerful Vajra palm, which is almost representative in the vigorous Kung Fu. No wonder he can shoot the wounded Falcon out.

The old monk followed and jumped out of the window.

Before landing, the Falcon had grabbed an eyebrow staff nearby and swept towards the man in blood clothes.

The latter did not dodge, roared a burst of thunder in a low voice, and fiercely waved the blood red cassock on his feet.

The cassock seemed to be puffed up and formed a shield, directly across the road from the stick.

Bang

After a loud noise like a drum, the eyebrow stick snapped, while the bulging cassock did nothing at all.

The man in blood clothes doesn't publicize his name!

The Falcon's shock in his eyes flashed by and suddenly rolled away. At this time, the man in blood stamped on the place where he had just stood.

With the sound of bang, a footprint several inches deep fell in place. This is a kilo foot.

The master in blood clothes knows the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin like a new one. The Buddha beads thrown out by him make the Falcon unprepared. That's the supreme magic skill of fixing beads to subdue demons.

Then he patted him out with the powerful Vajra palm, blocked the eyebrow staff with the cassock subduing magic skill, and then a thousand catties of feet fell from the sky.

Although the Falcon avoided, it was shocked by its great strength. When it wanted to get up, it was originally supported by the back of the palm of its left hand.

But after being shaken, his fingers fell to the ground and poked on the ground through gauze. This time, he immediately stagnated in pain.

At this time, the man in blood seized the opportunity and stepped forward. His big hand suddenly sank and pressed directly on the Falcon's shoulder.

The Falcon only felt a locking force on his shoulder. Half of his body was paralyzed. He wanted to get up, but he felt that the lower part of his arm was also caught.

Then, Juli heard that he was picked up directly from the ground. It didn't feel good to rise in the air.

When he lost his support, his strength suddenly became useless, which surprised the Falcon, and his hand suddenly grabbed the man in blood clothes by the arm.

Unfortunately, at this time, he suddenly felt a whirl of heaven and earth. It turned out that he had been swung by the man in blood clothes. Then he felt that he had been thrown out.

He tried to catch something, but he could only leave a deep blood groove on the man's arm.

And he flew out directly and hit the gambling wall on the side heavily. It also falls on the word "Buddha".

With the sound of slapping, I don't know how many bones were broken. They were stuck on the wall for a long time. When they fell down, the wall cracked and people became meat mud.

Hum, I didn't hum. I died on the spot.

Two martial monks standing at the door came in, and one of them said, "master, your tablet throwing hand is improving again. Congratulations."

"Amitabha, you two read the Tibetan Sutra a hundred times, then read the Amitabha Sutra a hundred times, and then burn him, and put the ashes in the back mountain Tallinn..." the man in blood lamented and said with a lonely look.

Another disciple hurriedly said, "master is really the heart of a Bodhisattva. He is merciful and will be able to achieve Tao and complete merit and virtue in the future."

"My killing is against Buddhism. I hope the Buddha can understand and not let me fall into the path of reincarnation. I'm satisfied." the man in blood clothes announced another Dharma and then walked out of the courtyard.

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