President Bingshan's personal husband

Chapter 143 Blood Stained Temple Gate

Is he crazy?
mad!
Dare to slash the monk with a knife in front of the southern Shaolin gate.

He kicked in a row, kicking on the hands of the two, and then changed his left hand into a claw, and grabbed the wrist of one of them tightly.

A click.

The man screamed, his wrist was broken!
A series of kicks, several moves in an instant, the toes landed on the chests of the two.

Chi Chi!

The two figures flew out backwards, and slid far away by scraping the ground.

Immediately there were two puffs in succession, and the two spat out blood, and at the same time, there was a whoosh.

The Shaolin sign that had been hanging for an unknown amount of time turned into two halves, and fell on the ground alone, splashing a splash of water.

On the ground, the three monks stared blankly at Li Sanya with resentment and panic.

All around, there was only the sound of rain, and the hearts of those who had followed to kill Li Sanya were beating.

This is that Li Sansu?

Some people who had never seen Li Sansu before coming here, such as Erniang in Fujian and Widow Zhao in Putian, were wondering if these people were mentally ill, a group of people beat a young man, what about it?

See you now, hey, it's better to go home, being a widow is just killing your husband, and killing Li Sanya is killing yourself.

After all, it is better to die than to die to your husband, and being a widow can still be happy, and it is even more exciting, isn't it.

The rain continued to fall, but no one in the distance dared to say anything joking.

He walked towards the three of them.

He walked very slowly, step by step, as if stepping heavily.The footsteps were not loud, but to everyone's ears, it was like the Sanskrit sound of the King of Hades urging his life.

Those three people were especially afraid. One of them was okay, but his wrist was injured, so he could move, but those two were kicked twice by Li Sanya!

Their bodies had already been seriously injured, and they couldn't use their true energy for a while, and they couldn't move at all.

Li Sanya walked up to the two of them, stared blankly, waved his hand, and raised his weapon high.

The woman in the distance screamed out, apparently not daring to look any further.Especially Li Sanya's cold expression.

Many people were thinking, if this guy ran into the crowd with that four-dimensional weapon, who would be able to stop it.

The faces of the two monks were pale, and they twitched, staring at the strange weapon full of jagged teeth with horror on their faces.

call!
The blade seemed to cut through the air and fell with a bang.

At the same time, Li Sanya's ponderous face finally moved, and he got up and jumped aside.

laugh!
The Zen stick that flew out of nowhere pierced deeply into the place where Li Sanya stood just now.

"Amitabha, Li benefactor, you are too hostile!"

The gate of the monastery was officially opened, and a great monk in cassock came out, and behind him, Fang Jie and others followed.

Li Sansu was the indifferent person who didn't say a word.

Angry?

What is hostility!

It's not that you forced me to.

He looked at them coldly: "Are you finally willing to come out?"

He glanced over Fang Jie and Baimei and the others.A cold light flickered in his eyes.

"Hey, I didn't realize that the abbot came out, it seems that Li Sanya is going to suffer."

"I don't think so. I don't think the abbot is powerful, but whether he can subdue Li Sanya is still unknown."

"Hey, let's watch a good show!" Everyone talked a lot.

At this time, the abbot Najue also spoke.

"Benefactor Li, why did you kill the disciples in my temple?"

Li Sanya could hear what they said clearly.

Xin Dao turned out that the abbot of Southern Shaolin is such a monk.

But seeing this monk's two protruding ears, wine-grooved nose, and sunken eye sockets, he seemed to be sick.

Even so, Li Sanya was a little more careful.

Anyone who can be the abbot of Southern Shaolin is a mediocre person.

"Hmph, Sun Yuetian was taken away by you, why do you say I killed someone?"

The abbot frowned slightly, looked at the people around him, they all shook their heads, and then hurriedly said: "Benefactor Li, I'm afraid I made a mistake. My people from South Shaolin had withdrawn from the Northwest years ago, how can we catch them?" Sun and moon benefactor."

Li Sanya frowned and said with a sneer, "Then the traces left by the Buddha's Fury Fist where I live are fake."

Unconsciously, his complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Are you serious?"

Li Sanya didn't speak.

Unconsciously, his complexion changed several times, and he finally calmed down: "The benefactor may not believe it now, but the Buddha's anger boxing score was actually lost more than [-] years ago."

As soon as these words came out, some people laughed.

One must know that the Buddha's Fury boxing technique has the same status in Southern Shaolin as the Dragon's Claw in Songshan Mountain. I don't think it's because Li Sansu was afraid of Li Sanya and told such a lie.

But there are also some people with serious faces, obviously believing what they said unknowingly.

But no matter what, and no matter how many other people here believe it, as long as Li Sanya doesn't believe it, then today, this Southern Shaolin will inevitably have blood flowing into rivers.

The eyes of the group of people all fell on Li Sanya, paying attention to his movements.

I saw him staring straight at him, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed.

It's still raining, but it's just a drizzle, so many people don't care.

He laughed loudly, like thunder on the ground, shaking the branches beside him, and raindrops falling from the leaves.

Everyone's complexion changed again, they were all surprised by the depth of Li Sanya's inner strength, after all, Li Sanya was only in his twenties.

Li Sanya laughed, stared straight at him, and sarcastically said: "Sun Yuetian's words are indeed true, this Southern Shaolin is basically bad people."

As soon as he said this, the monks standing on both sides immediately became angry, and with a roar, the demon stick was directed at Li Sanya's body to take care of him.

Li Sanya laughed loudly: "A bunch of thieves dare to ask Buddha!"

With a wave of his ability, the whole person jumped in,

The weapon in his hand was his own.

One side is serrated, and the other side is a sharp blade.

When the subdue magic stick came down, it was fully restrained.

He held it in both hands, the weapon in his hand was already a bit heavy, coupled with his deep internal strength, he swung it down, chopped off a stick, turned over again, and the blade slashed across the necks of the two.

Blood shot.

Among the ten people, two fell to the ground immediately.

He didn't stop when he shot, some slashed, stabbed, picked, and between hooking and lifting, two more fell to the ground.

"Evil thief!"

The white-browed monk roared angrily, jumped into the battle ring, rescued a disciple, took off the Buddha string, and swung it vigorously.

Ding!
The two exchanged seven or eight moves in an instant, and Li Sanya swiped his sword, and another person died under his sword.

The few monks who came out also shouted and shot.

Li Sanya's pressure was obviously doubled, but his style of fighting immediately changed from open and wide to light and agile. The weapon in his hand was like a dexterous sword, which could take away a person's life every time.

At the gate of South Shaolin, within a moment, blood really flowed like a river.

The rain washed away, washing blood to the feet of Hua Shan and the others.

Although it was raining, the pungent smell of blood still made everyone change color.

This guy is really terrible, and he can't die when he fights.

Those who met Li Sanya but never met Sun Yuetian were all puzzled, what was the relationship between Sun Yuetian and Li Sanya that made him behave like this.

　Not at home, with relatives, code words on the mobile phone, the third watch should be very late.Alas, a group of people tell you to get married...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)