king of super special forces

Chapter 213 The dragon swings its tail
On the deck of the luxury yacht, Qiao Jun, Lin Qingcheng's, and Mu Lanlan sat around a small round table. On the table, there were three bottles of red wine worth more than 3 yuan, as well as various small desserts and colorful pastries. .

Looking at the rough sea, Lin Qingcheng stood up gracefully, facing the sea, with three thousand blue hairs fluttering in the wind.She held a red wine glass in her white and slender hands, and her phoenix eyes showed a trace of longing, "I really want to see the sunrise and sunset here, the scenery must be spectacular!"

"Me too, I like the tranquility and peace of nature, there is no dispute, no intrigue, only freedom!" Mulanlan also stood up, facing the sea.

"Don't you two want to go back to the villa? That's good! I'll pick up Qiaoer later, and we'll watch the sunrise and sunset together." Qiao Jun said with narrowed eyes while tasting the red wine.

"Really?" Lin Qingcheng and Mulanlan asked in unison.

At this moment, Qiao Jun's sharp star eyes flashed a cold light, he suddenly raised his head to look at the blue void, and said coldly: "Guys, how long are you going to follow me?"

Not long after the words were spoken, there was a sudden violent spatial fluctuation in the void, and then three old monks from the Western Regions descended from the void.

These three people had big bald heads that could be seen, wore uniform gray monk robes, and Buddhist beads the size of walnuts. They were stepping on the void and walking towards Qiao Jun step by step.

One of them held a Zen stick in his hand, looked at Qiao Jun coldly with cloudy eyes, and said in an extremely old voice: "Amitabha! So good! The benefactor, to be able to find the three old monks, it seems that the benefactor is indeed not simple. If so , the old monk suggested, open the skylight and speak honestly.

Donor, please hand over the Buddhist artifacts. The old monk and others take compassion into consideration and will never argue with the donator! "

"Old monk, what Buddhist god? Why don't I know?" Qiao Jun stood up, looked at the old monk in the void, and asked in a cold voice.

"Benefactor, it's the black dagger and a small picture. They are the two treasures of our Buddhism. Please return them immediately!" the old monk said expressionlessly.At the same time, his long white eyebrows fluttered in the wind, making him look very fairy-like.

"Old monk, are you talking nonsense with your eyes open? The treasure of Buddhism? When did your Buddhism start playing with daggers?" Qiao Jun asked a little funny.

"Benefactor, don't quibble! The old monk said it is the supreme treasure of Buddhism, and it is the supreme treasure of Buddhism. The old monk advises you to hand it over quickly, otherwise don't blame the old monk for being cruel!" The old monk suddenly said murderously.Comparing with the compassionate appearance just now, he is like two different people.

"The benefactor, the old monk and others are compassionate and don't want to fight with the benefactor. It is better for the benefactor to hand over the Buddhist treasure as soon as possible!" Another old monk holding a broken fan said coldly.

Qiao Jun pulled Lin Qingcheng and Mulanlan, whose faces were pale with fright, behind him, and after protecting them, he said in a cold voice: "Old bald donkey, don't talk so much nonsense, I really want to see you. Absolute learning, as well as the greatness of the Buddhist Void Mahamudra. I can give you one hand!"

"I don't know how to live or die, I have to teach you a lesson today!" The muddy old eyes of the old monk who took the lead suddenly flashed a stern light. As he spoke, his long white eyebrows and long white beard began to grow. Move with the wind.

Soon, he slammed out his palm, and suddenly in the void, a huge big handprint condensed with true essence, with terrifying coercion and overwhelming Lingfeng, slapped Qiao Jun with a whistling sound. ...

The terrifying real essence flows in the giant palm, it is extremely majestic, just like the Yangtze River that has been opened up, it is mighty, shaking the sky and the earth, and its momentum is monstrous.

"Buddhist Mahamudra!!" Seeing this scene, Qiao Jun's expression changed, "You two back off!"

Although Lin Qingcheng and Mulanlan looked terrified, they reacted immediately, turned their delicate bodies around immediately, and ran into the yacht in a panic...

"A...Mi...Tuo...Buddha!" ​​At the same time, another old monk whispered the words of the Buddha word by word. A cold glow.It was like the coldness of a peerless sword being drawn out of its sheath.

His wrinkled old face showed a hint of disdain. When he was pinching the beads, the characters 'Buddha' condensed with true essence emerged continuously in the void!
Each of these "Buddha" characters is glittering in golden light, extremely resplendent, and becomes bigger and bigger, and its momentum becomes more and more majestic, even surpassing the giant palm coming from the shock, as if it is about to explode the entire yacht.

Qiao Jun didn't hesitate any longer. Almost when the old monk was contemplating the Thousand Buddha Seal, his hands were already dancing on his chest. With his dancing, a miraculous scene appeared.

The purple true essence and the light of the stars surged out of his body, and soon in front of him a purple five-clawed dragon gradually condensed and became bigger and bigger. It's so big that it makes people chill, and it makes people feel frightened when they see it.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho!" The five-clawed purple dragon, like a dragon sailing out to sea, swam into the void. Wherever it passed, no matter the big handprints that came from the suppression, or the big Buddha seals, they were all being shattered. Even the void is trembling, and the ripples are flying in all directions, the horror is at its extreme!
"Shenlong wagging its tail!" Qiao Jun yelled lightly, and the huge tail of the five-clawed purple dragon swept out. Immediately, the three old monks who were trying to escape were directly swept by this tail!

Bang bang bang!
Following three explosions, the three old monks who possessed the first level of Nascent Soul were swept into nothingness by the fierce tail, leaving nothing behind except the three rings.

Qiao Jun stepped directly into the void, holding the three rings in both hands, and soon he looked at the five-clawed purple dragon that was gradually disintegrating in the void, and muttered to himself: "The eighteen dragon-subduing palms are so powerful! Terrific, it has consumed [-]% of my true energy, it is really terrifying."

"Joe, are you okay?" At this moment, Mulanlan ran out of the yacht, looked at Qiao Jun standing in the void, and asked nervously.

"I'm fine!" Qiao Jun was in a good mood, and received three rings in a row, which must have been a big gain.

"Then come down quickly!" Lin Qingcheng raised her head and shouted.

Qiao Jun smiled, walked directly to the deck, and sat down on the armchair.

"Joe, where are the three old monks?" Lin Qingcheng asked suspiciously.

"I beat him away." Qiao Jun said casually, he couldn't say he killed him, could he?

"Joe, are you a man or a god? I just saw that you can transform into a five-clawed purple dragon. It's amazing." Mulanlan looked at Qiao Jun as if she was watching a ghost.

"That's a martial art! It's called the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon! Its cultivation has reached my level. If you learn this martial art, you can also condense it!" Qiao Jun explained.

"Joe, can I practice like you?" Mulanlan stared at Qiao Jun and asked.

"Okay, I'll teach you how to practice when I come back from this mission!" Qiao Jun said.

(End of this chapter)