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"Amitabha is kind and kind, and Sha Lin, the donor of Lin Sha, is really polite!"

Outside Shangluo City, Lin Sha and his entourage were stopped by a dozen Shaolin disciples. They were the first forty-year-old middle-aged monk with a gentle face to salute.

Yue Buqun's complexion changed, and he hurriedly whispered something to Lin Sha's ear.

"Haha, it was really unexpected. I didn't expect the first seat of the magnificent Shaolin Commanding School to be dispatched!"

Lin Sha ha ha laughed, Le Zhuzhu stood up and flew up, fluttering lightly in Fang Shi two feet away.

"Doctor Lin is so light!"

Fang Shi's eyes lit up with admiration, and a dozen young and powerful Shaolin young monks behind him all showed dignified tension.

"The monk has won the prize, and the means are not enough!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently, clenched his fists and stood up, never letting go.

"Master Fang Shi, Huashanyue is not very polite!"

At this time, Yue Buqun comforted Lin's three mouths and a dart master, transported the light skills and flew to the Fang Shi monk with a smile and arched his hand.

"I didn't expect Yueju to be here too, which is really great!"

Fang Shi bowed his hands together in a salute and said a deep meaning.

"Fuwei Dart Bureau Lin Zhennan, with his son Wang Shi and Lin Ziping, have seen Master Fang Shi!"

"Fu Wei Dart Board Dart Master Tian Er, ... have met Master Fang Shi!"

""Shangluo Sanxiong" Zhao Daxiong, Qian Erxiong, Sun Sanxiong have met Master Fang Shi!"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhennan led a dart master, Wu Zi, and the "Shangluo Sanxiong" who served as captives to meet with the first master Fang Shi of the Shaolin Academy of Discipline.

Fang Shi is also very well-conserved. Whether he knows or does not know the well-known and unknown characters, all who greeted him all had their hands folded in ceremonies, and there was no flaw in the number of ceremonies.

Shaolin and his party made it clear that they came to Linsha. Although Lin Zhennan's family was willing to help but could not intervene, they had to take a dart master to evade far away, lest both sides would be affected by the aftermath.

As for the three stupid goods of "Shangluo Sanxiong", they honestly pull the cart as their coolie, and they are very captive in the hands of a dart master.

"I wonder if Master Fang Shi stopped me waiting for my way?"

Wait for the wordy talk to finish. Lin Sha asked straight forward.

The atmosphere was tense at once. Master Fang Shi still has a kind and kind face, but the dozen or so Shaolin monks behind him have already tightened their nerves and are ready to fight.

"I wonder if Lord Lin has heard the latest rumors?"

Fang Shi folded his hands and lowered his brows, bowing his head and not answering questions.

"I have been on my way all the time, and there are many rumors in the rivers and lakes. I don't know which one the master refers to?" Lin Sha smiled slightly. Kicked the ball back again.

Fang Shi suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with imposing light. Staring at Lin Sha Shen said: "I heard that Lord Lin will give me Shaolin's "Vajra Palm". I wonder if it is true?"

"Slightly know some fur, I don't know what the master asked?"

Lin Sha smiled lightly without acknowledging or denying it. The tone is calm and calm.

"I don't know where Lord Lin learns from?"

Fang Shi's eyes narrowed, and he asked without asking.

"What is the tone of the master. Do you question the prisoner?"

Lin Sha raised her brow with displeasure, her eyes sternly asked.

At this point, the atmosphere became more solemn, and the air around him seemed to stop flowing. The dull depression was almost breathless. Ten dozen Shaolin monks behind Fang Shi's forehead exuded a fine layer of cold sweat.

"Lin Shi Lin has been worried. The poor monk may have leaked because of the anxiety that Shaolin was unable to learn, so I'm too anxious, Lin Shi Lord, please forgive me!"

Fang Shi's forehead green muscles disappeared instantly, and a pair of gazing eyes stared at Lin Sha for a long time. Only then bowed his hands and apologized.

"Shaolin senior monk really extraordinary extraordinary!"

Lin Shazui grinned slightly, and nodded in compliment.

"Can Lord Lin tell how to learn the cover of "Vajra Palm"?"

Fang Shikou announced the Buddha number, and then Feng Feng returned to the question just now.

"When did I say that I would be Shaolin's "Vajra Palm"?"

Lin Sha was surprised, and then suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, Master Fang Shi must not misunderstand, I said that knowing one or two is not a little modest!"

Seeing Fang Shi was confused, so he smiled and shook his head and explained: "I have contacted Putian Shaolin disciples before and saw them practice Shaolin's "Vajra Palm", but I only know a few routines, it is nothing! "

Fang Shi was almost fooled by Lin Sha's remarks. This was reasonable and could not catch any flaws. If Shaolin had not received the exact news from the Songshan School, he also sent back the secret report with his eyes, confirming that Lin Sha's hand Shaolin "Vajra Palm" Kung Fu has been In the realm of perfection, I was afraid that he would be easily passed by him.

"Amitabha!"

The roots of Fang Shi’s forehead blood vessel burst, and he was suddenly forced by him. A plain old face was reddened. Gao Xuan screamed the good thing of the Buddha, and thunder rolled in his ears, demonstrating his superb internal practice.

"The donor laughed, and the courtyard of Kaifeng City Inn was a battle. However, the donor showed his exquisite "Vajra Palm" Kung Fu, how can he say that he knows a little or two?"

The great monk was also a wonderful man. Seeing Lin Shazui's skill was so great, he did not hide the ‘evidence’ directly without concealing it. He admitted that there was their eyeliner in the inn at that time.

Think about it too. Kaifeng is the largest city closest to Shaolin. The power of Shaolin's heritage in Kaifeng City can be described by the twists and turns. It can be said that the eyeliner is densely covered with hands and eyes.

Linsha is a newly emerging super master of the rivers and lakes. Every move to Kaifeng City naturally attracts special attention along the Shaolin line. The battle of the inn has made such a big noise. It is not very good to say that the Shaolin eyeliner can see it. Difficult to accept.

but……

"Don't master me, I did not only use Shaolin "Vajra Palm", but also Huashan "Suiyuquan", Hengshan "Nanyue Hengshan Quan", and Fuwei Dart Bureau Lin's ancestral "Zhutianzhang"!"

Lin Sha smiled, his face showing an unobtrusive arrogance, and said lightly: "It's not that I boast, the strength has reached my level, the moves you have seen can be imitated by seven or eight points, and the power It can also reach more than 80%!"

As he said, his pair of eagle eyes shone brilliantly, and the waves rolled like Hong Zhongda Lu burst into the ear of Fang Shidai monk: "I wonder if the master believes?"

"Amitabha!"

Fang Shi's tall and honest body shook slightly, bowing his head and proclaiming a loud buddha with the "Lion Roar" Kung Fu, which clearly passed into the ears of the people and folded his hands. Shen said: "The donor is a good Kung Fu poor monk!"

"The master has such a deep internal force that the Shaolin martial arts are well-deserved!"

Lin Sha smiled indifferently and couldn't speak easily.

"Lin Shizhu forgive me, because Shaolin is not easy for me to leak out. Poor monks want to ask for "Vajra Palm".

Fang Shi pronounced the Buddha in a low voice, and lowered his eyebrows, and a pair of thick elders felt like a deep voice.

"Must the master play a game?"

Lin Sha smiled slightly coldly, and asked with a soft mouth.

"Please also give the donor a convenience!"

Fang Shi bowed his arms with his hands folded.

"Well then, I just wanted to see Shaolin's peerlessness!"

Lin Sha touched his nose and should bear it. His eyes inadvertently swept over the ten elite Shaolin monks behind Fang Shi, and asked softly, "I don't know if the master is alone, or are you going to go with the disciple behind him?"

Slaps, cheer up!

Fang Shi's cultivation of Kung Fu couldn't help but flush his face, his eyes were glaring as a vajra, his body was full of inner strength, and the monk's robe was blowing up without a wind. Ah-Mi-Tuo-Buddha, the poor monk is good at Shaolin's "Vajra Prajna Palm", and ask the donor to enlighten me!"

Speaking of striding forward, the palms were slowly pushed out with a strong internal force, indicating that Lin Sha could start directly.

"Since the master insists on this, then I'm welcome!"

Lin Sha's gaze flashed in his eyes, his internal force was surging along the meridian, running like the Yangtze River in the arm meridian, without lifting the slightest abnormality, and striding forward with the same stride. 'Vajra's demon' is out, and the mediocre Fang Shi monk pushes his palms up.

boom!

When the four palms touched, there was a slamming noise, the wind was full of violent wind, and the dust was flying horrifyingly.

drink!

Lin Sha sighed softly as a thunderbolt exploded, slowly closing Zhao Ningli and grinning: "The master has given it!"

The monk Fang Shi was not so calm and calm. He only felt a tremendous force that could not be stopped. Two mighty internal forces like the Yangtze River flowed into the palm of the hand, along the arm meridian. On the other hand, the two hands lost their combat strength and flew backwards involuntarily.

"Master!" "Uncle Master!" "Uncle Master!"

Seeing that Fang Shi's move was defeated and flew backwards~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A young Shaolin young monk screamed out behind him, and several fast-reacting people had jumped up and joined together to catch Fang Shi backward and flew backwards. As a result, the sound of humming sounded continuously, and the Shaolin disciples were caught off guard. They were taken back by the force of the monk Fang Shida.

boom!

The five Shaolin big bald heads smashed down on the ground, squeezed and huddled together in a mess.

"Amitabha!"

The monk Fang Shi was very good. He waited for him to climb up from the ground to take pictures of the dust on his body. The internal force violently suppressed the heterogeneous internal force pouring into the meridians. His face just returned to normal with a little embarrassment, and slowly walked to Lin Sha and his hands Together, they proclaimed the sound of Buddha, sincerely saying: "The donor Lin Lin's internal strength is far from being strong, thank you for your mercy!"

"Master is welcome!"

Lin Sha said with a serious face: "The Shaolin martial arts are otherwise extraordinary. The master took me all in one hand and did not hurt. It really deserves to be the right and authentic..." (To be continued.)

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