Demon recovery: the beginning of the full-level five thunder justice!

"Kick it with all your strength?" Jiang Churan asked.

Hearing this seemingly ignorant question, the flat-headed monk's expression became even more playful.

"That's right, kick with all your strength!"

His voice fell.

Jiang Churan kicked it out.

however!

The scene expected by the flat-headed monk.

It didn't happen!

Click!

It wasn't Jiang Churan's leg that was broken.

It was the solid wooden stick that was kicked in half and split into two pieces!

Even the person holding the wooden stick was carried away by the huge force!

In an instant, the smile on his face froze suddenly!

This……

What the hell is going on? !

How could it be broken? !

However, before he had time to think about it, Jiang Churan's voice sounded.

"It's just a kick with a wooden stick, do I need to use all my strength?"

"It can be solved with [-]% strength!"

As soon as this remark came out, the flat-headed monk frowned deeply.

"right!"

Suddenly, Jiang Churan asked again: "Master, since you know Vajra Legs, do you also know Iron Head Kung Fu?"

Hearing this, although the flat-headed monk was puzzled, he still replied arrogantly: "Of course!"

Jiang Churan nodded.

Then, he bent down and picked up a half stick from the ground.

Seeing his actions, the flat-headed monk suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't mess around..."

The flat-headed monk quickly reached out to try to stop Jiang Churan.

"Don't mess around, I'll try."

"Let's see if the iron head is hard, or this wood is hard!"

Jiang Churan grinned, and hit him on the head with a stick.

In an instant, a stream of fresh blood flowed down the flat-headed monk's forehead.

"Master, you have not mastered your iron head skills yet!"

Jiang Churan smiled.

The flat-headed monk baring his teeth in pain stretched out his hand to cover the top of his head.

Hearing Jiang Churan's words, he, who was already furious, became even more furious.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Hearing the flat-headed monk's roar, everyone thought that he was going to jump up and fight Jiang Churan.

But it didn't happen.

After he finished shouting, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

"Come on, someone is making trouble!"

Seeing this, everyone already had doubts.

After all, no matter how stupid you are, you can't be so stupid.

An eminent monk who subdued demons claimed to be an iron head master, but was smashed in the head by a stick.

A monk, it's fine to threaten to kill someone in anger, but then he calls and shakes him?

What about your diamond legs?

What about Fu Mo Fist?

obviously.

This stuff does nothing.

Even if he knew it, it would be difficult to be Jiang Churan's opponent.

Soon, more than a dozen people rushed up from behind with sticks and machetes.

A group of people surrounded Jiang Churan.

The old Taoist also stepped out from the crowd.

"Are you OK!"

he asked the monk.

"Dad, I'm fine!"

The monk waved his hand.

The content of the conversation between the two made everyone a little dumbfounded.

What the fuck? !

Falling magician, and Taoist Maoshan, are they father and son? !

this fucking...

Now, if they haven't figured it out yet, they are mentally handicapped.

Someone quietly stepped on his hind legs, ready to run.

However, before he succeeded, he was discovered by the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist shouted in a cold voice: "I have locked the door, none of you can get out, you all stay obediently, otherwise you and this kid will be cut off together!"

While he was speaking, he was still waving the machete in his hand, and slammed it fiercely on a wooden chair beside him.

Everyone trembled in fright, and they didn't dare to move any more.

The eyes of the two turned to Jiang Churan who was surrounded by the crowd.

"Boy, if you dare to hit me, I must kill you today!"

The flat-headed monk pointed at Jiang Churan, furious.

"Give me a hand, beat me to death!"

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"and many more!"

However, just as everyone was about to make a move, the old Taoist stopped them.

"Break his legs first."

"Dad, he hit me..."

The flat-headed monk quit, but he was interrupted by the old Taoist in a low voice as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Are you stupid?"

"Killing him in front of so many people, how much trouble will we have?"

The flat-headed monk took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said to Jiang Churan: "In this case, boy, let you live for two more days!"

Jiang Churan, who was surrounded by groups, suddenly laughed.

"Do you think you have the qualifications to discuss letting me live for a few more days?"

The flat-headed monk was furious instantly.

"Dare to be tough?"

"Is there, can't you see it yourself?"

"Do it, break his legs!"

He gritted his teeth and gave an order.

The big men surrounding Jiang Churan rushed forward.

Seeing this, some timid people turned their heads aside one after another, not daring to watch the cruel scene that followed.

However, no one found out.

The smile on Jiang Churan's face has never stopped.

Even when the big guys started to do it, it became a little more brilliant!

He raised his leg.

The first person who rushed in front of him, holding a machete, was immediately kicked and flew backwards!

Immediately afterwards, with another slap, a person who rushed up from the side was spun around in the air and fell to the ground.

Then, he tilted his head, stretched out two fingers on his shoulders, and pinched a whistling wooden stick...

...... ......

shit...

This……

Is this making a movie? !

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes widened in shock.

The expressions of the old Taoist priest and the flat-headed monk on the side gradually became terrified.

Just a few breaths.

All the big men have been brought down by Jiang Churan.

He turned to look at the flat-headed monk and the old Taoist priest.

Seeing this, the bodies of the two of them trembled uncontrollably!

Jiang Churan turned his gaze to the flat-headed monk and asked, "Now do you think you are still qualified?"

The flat-headed monk was pale and didn't dare to speak at all.

But obviously.

His silence, and there is no way to escape the reality.

Jiang Churan walked towards him!

"You, don't come here!"

The flat-headed monk was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground.

"I heard that you can have diamond legs?"

Jiang Churan stood a step in front of him and asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, I won't, I won't!"

The flat-headed monk immediately understood what Jiang Churan wanted to do, and quickly waved his hand.

But I saw that Jiang Churan shook his head.

"No, you will!"