Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

This girl really didn't feel wrong, Bai Ziyang was quite bored with the monk, if it wasn't for the sunny weather that made him feel better, he might have chopped up a few bald donkeys right now.

The monks behind him saw Bai Ziyang's disrespectful words and anger appeared on his face, but the old monk was not angry, but with a smile on his face, he said, "Let's ask this benefactor, is he Bai Ziyang, Young Master Bai?"

Bai Ziyang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Shaolin to have great energy, the two of them just arrived last night, they just slept at the foot of Songshan Mountain for one night, and now Shaolin monks have come to find them.

It was only a moment of mixed thoughts, and then he said with a smile: "Monk Shaolin, you don't eat fast and recite Buddhism, why do you even ask me about the whereabouts of this scholar? Could it be that the scholar's wealth is...worried by you bunch of bald donkeys?"

"presumptuous!"

A monk was so enraged by Bai Zi that he almost lost control of his anger and took a step forward: "The benefactor speaks indiscriminately and speaks harsh words to the poor monks. Please apologize to the benefactor, otherwise...huh!"

This burst of sneer made Bai Ziyang raise his eyebrows: "Otherwise, what about you? Monk, how are you?"

"No reason!"

The monk roared and punched Bai Ziyang in the face!

His fists were full of vigor and majesty, and Bai Ziyang had never been in contact with any Buddhist martial arts, so he didn't know what it was called.

In the early morning, Bai Ziyang really didn't want to kill anyone, so he punched him a couple of times.

The strength is like thunder, the fist is as fast as the wind, and the huge strength naturally brings huge damage.

Just listen to 'click! With a sound, the monk's right fist was completely broken, hanging on his body like smooth noodles.

This monk was also stubborn, the bones in his entire arm were broken, and he didn't make a sound.

"Monk, just call out if it hurts, holding your breath hurts your lungs, and the scholar just hears this click... feels very painful."

"Pfft!" Qu Feiyan laughed instantly at Bai Ziyang's words!This will cover your mouth and hold back hard, and your shoulders will shrug.

The faces of the other people were pig liver-colored, and they were obviously very angry.

But Bai Ziyang didn't realize it at all, and said again: "Girl, you too, you hurt your lungs if you want to laugh, just laugh!"

"Hahaha, I can't take it anymore, master...you are too bad, hahaha!" When Bai Ziyang added this sentence, the girl couldn't hold back anymore, with tears in her eyes, she couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Bai Ziyang's vicious actions, the others were already very angry, and with Bai Ziyang's words, Qu Feiyan's smile...

Immediately yelled twice, rushed forward together, punched and hit!

The corner of Bai Ziyang's mouth was grinning, and he cast the Shadow Step, shuttled around several people one by one, with fists or palms in his hands, and the several monks rushing up each heard his own punching arm - click!

After the first person, all of them lost an arm by Bai Ziyang.

Bai Ziyang shook off his cuffs, and said to the old monk who had stood still for a long time: "Why didn't the old monk take action? Isn't the most powerful in Shaolin just bullying the few with more and calling for beating and killing?"

Even an old monk with such a cultivation level couldn’t help hearing this, his expression changed, and he yelled at the Buddha: “Amitabha, Shaolin is the land of Buddhism, my Shaolin disciples live and practice Buddhism, and practicing martial arts is just to strengthen your body and never get angry. meaning."

"Oh? Then...they are not Shaolin disciples? Damn it for pretending to be Shaolin disciples!"

The old monk was shocked: "Stop!" He raised his hand to stop it.

Unfortunately, it's too slow, Bai Ziyang's speed is as fast as a shooting star.The old monk swung his palm in the air, but he realized that it was just a phantom. When he came back to his senses, all the disciples fell to the ground, their chests sunken, obviously they were shocked to death by the palm punch.

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Chapter 30 Qin Chuan Shaolin Temple. "Ask for flowers, ask for collections. "

"Ah, the Buddha has a vajra with glaring eyes, so the poor monk can only ask for advice!" The old monk was immovable at the beginning, but now he is as anxious as a thunderbolt.

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already come to Bai Ziyang, his fist was stronger and thicker than the previous few, and his palm technique was also much better.

Bai Ziyang stood still, and was still hit on the chest by him. He wanted to try his body-protecting energy.

"Bang!" A wind was blown under the two people's feet, blowing away the debris around them, and Bai Ziyang's body also swayed.

"Ah, master..." Qu Feiyan cried out in shock when he saw the master standing still and was slapped by the old monk, and then saw Bai Ziyang's smile and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Old monk, your palm technique is strong but not strong, but it's still a bit short."

Hearing Bai Ziyang's soft voice, the old monk's eyes widened in disbelief, he knew that he was invincible when he received the palm, and even there were few people in the world who could be enemies, but he could still speak with the help of his protective energy, It's unbelievable.

Bai Ziyang's whole body trembled, and the stellar energy was suddenly released. The old monk was thrown out, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out in mid-air.

"Boom!" The old monk fell to the ground and kicked up a little dust, his heart twitched, and his blood was heaving. He was seriously injured by the shock just now, and now he was suffocating in his chest, almost making him breathless.

But fortunately, this old monk's internal strength is good, and there is no fear of his life.

Bai Ziyang ignored him, and continued up the mountain with Qu Feiyan. After the news spread that the Sun Moon Sect Tianshengnu was imprisoned by the Shaolin sect, from time to time, green forest heroes and gangsters came to Shaolin Temple alone or together to make trouble.

They wanted to find the culprit more, the so-called Mr. Bai, but they couldn't find it after searching the whole rivers and lakes.

Who would have thought that Bai Ziyang was in a house outside Luoyang City.

Nothing happened on the mountain road, let alone a monk, Bai Ziyang didn't even see a reflective object.

Arriving on Mount Shaoshi, outside the Shaolin Temple, Bai Ziyang found that the security here was even stricter. Apart from the disciples of the Shaolin School, there were actually disciples of the Wudang School, the Wuyue Sword School and other schools.

Seeing this, Bai Ziyang felt like he was welcoming Ren Woxing or Bai Ziyang, rather than dealing with those people of three religions and nine streams.

Bai Ziyang remained expressionless, and said flatly, "Girl, come with me."

Qu Feiyan wasn't frightened by the battle, instead he looked excited, the two of them tapped their toes lightly, their figures flashed and they were several feet away, and after a few leaps, they appeared in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, who is here?" After a few calls of the Buddha, a group of people immediately surrounded Bai Ziyang, master and disciple.