Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

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Looking at this tall man, Wu Gong curled his lips and his body expanded accordingly. He didn't like to look up at others, especially a man. But at this moment, an iron fist hit his head. The surface of this fist was covered with golden light, which looked extremely dazzling. It also brought up a fierce wind, as if out of thin air. There was a strong wind of level 12, and everything in the house was blown around. It looked extremely tragic, as if it was a car accident scene.

Wu Gong didn't expect that this guy would actually take action directly.

However, he was not afraid at all. His whole body continued to expand, and green light began to spread and ripple on every part of the body's skin surface.

"Boom!"

The iron fist hit his head hard.

At the same time as the dull sound sounded, Wu Gong suddenly felt that the floor tiles under his feet, which should have been very hard, turned soft. Then, even though his body was still expanding, his perspective continued to move downwards. , was smashed into the depths of the ground like a nail, and the stone bricks originally used to cover the soil were flying everywhere, looking messy and very embarrassed.

Seeing that his punch did not blow this man's head.

Outside the door, the strong man dressed as a monk punched him down again.

The iron fist squeezed the air, and the air was squeezed, making a harsh sound, which sounded very harsh and made people feel hairy. at the same time. At the same time, the man dressed as a warrior monk suddenly had a golden light on his body, and he seemed to have turned into a Bodhisattva like Fudo Myoyo. His face was full of majesty, and he looked like a treasure, possessing indescribable wealth. of majesty.

If a monk from the Shaolin Temple comes here, he will find that the set of boxing skills displayed by this hairy monk at this moment are actually the Fudo Mingwang that has been completely lost among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. Boxing, and has reached the top level, and the true energy has turned into Buddha's light to protect the body in every move.

Logically speaking, if the strong man in front of him could kill someone at the first sight, he should be full of blood debt, so how could he possibly be able to practice the Fudo Myoou Fist of the Buddha Heart Buddha.

But facts speak louder than words. The man in front of him was pumping his fists and smashing his fists while continuing to release golden Buddha light.

Wu Gong raised his arm to block the iron fist hitting him.

But he didn't expect that the iron fist was extremely heavy. When pressed down, it could even be comparable to a small mountain.

Wu Gong's arm, which was as hard as the roots of a big tree, immediately made the sound of bone cracking under the heavy impact of this iron fist. You must know that Wu Gong's body is particularly tough at this moment. Logically speaking, let alone Whether he received these few punches, ten punches, a hundred punches or even more punches, there shouldn't be any damage at this moment.

But this was not the case. He could clearly feel that the bones in his arms were rapidly collapsing and cracking at the speed that the human body could detect.

This feeling is very uncomfortable. It has been such a long time since Wu Gong felt the pain of being beaten for the first time. This feeling made him miserable. However, as his body continued to expand, the pain of being beaten continued. I feel gradually relieved, and the pain in my body is also relieved.

The man dressed as a monk immediately frowned when he saw this scene.

And without any hesitation, he waved his fist and walked quickly towards the person in front of him. His purpose of coming here was not to kill people, but to save people. In fact, his purpose of coming here was just to save Xiao Li Guanghua Rong. Other than that, other things did not have to happen at all.

Therefore, Wu Gong emerged from the soil before he had time.

The monk immediately walked into the room and began to look for traces of Xiao Li Guanghuarong.

It didn't take long for him to see Xiao Li Guanghuarong, who was hanging upside down from the beam.

Without the slightest hesitation, a stone appeared in the center of his palm and flicked, and the hemp rope hanging on the beam immediately broke. Then he picked up Xiao Li and Guang Huarong did not return the same way, but headed towards He crashed into a window not far away, but he was about to smash the window and escape.

A huge hand grabbed him from behind.

When his palm crushed the air, he unleashed a blow that was no less powerful than that of a monk.

Facing the palm coming from behind, the monk originally ignored it and was about to speed up and rush out, but he suddenly remembered that he was carrying Hua Rong on his back.

Therefore, after a brief thought, he twisted his body, waved his fist, and prepared to hit the back, preparing to use the recoil of the fist to allow himself and Hua Rong to successfully escape.

But what he didn't expect was. Or rather, he couldn't expect it at all.

His fist hit the huge palm hard, but almost the next second, a big mouth full of sharp teeth appeared at the place where it was hit. This big mouth came like that The urgency did not give him any space or time to react.

He could only watch helplessly as his palm was quickly bitten by this sharp mouth and dragged hard towards the center of his palm. Various thoughts were running rapidly in the monk's head. As these thoughts were running, he finally made a decision. He was seen waving his arms crazily, and his true energy was accompanied by light in his arms. Ripple on.

Just like a wooden pestle used to pound medicine, he began to swing around crazily at those sharp teeth. The sharp teeth immediately scratched the skin, but he seemed not to feel anything. The infuriating energy rolled out of his skin. And the wound spurted out, bringing out a large amount of blood, and at the same time, his arm was wrapped in a golden halo. Under this golden halo, he looked more like a Buddha.

However, against the background of the blood, he looked a little weird.

Or rather, full of murderous intent.

A bit like a glaring King Kong.

As he swung his arms hard, the sharp teeth broke.

He finally got rid of the shackles of these teeth and successfully pulled his arm out from between the teeth.

However, although he successfully pulled his arm out, he also knew that he had absolutely no way to leave here now, because the iron tower-like figure had already covered him and Hua Rong.

Looking at this warrior monk exuding golden energy all over his body.

Wu Gong didn't mean to talk nonsense at all. He waved his hand quickly, and the front of the car, which was like a truck carriage, smashed over from the side, shattering the air and causing gusts of wind.

A thin layer of cold sweat appeared on the monk's forehead.

He hugged Hua Rong and retreated quickly. His footsteps left eye-catching afterimages on the ground. Clear footprints appeared in front of him one after another. He retreated quickly, but soon he could no longer retreat. Retreat, because he will soon reach the wall, and once he leans against the wall, he will have no room to retreat.

At that time, maybe he will be quickly patted into a meat pie together with the wall.

Thinking of this, he immediately cast his gaze on the roof. His legs were like springs and he pushed hard on the ground. The monk jumped up from the ground. The speed was so fast that he was like a rocket off the string. , holding Hua Rong and quickly crashed through the roof.

Escaped from this room.

How could Wu Gong let him go?

The whole person also jumped with force, directly knocking down the entire roof, and flew into the air. With a strong grasp with his palm, he caught a large number of tiles and rubble that were knocked away with his jump. Then he quickly threw the bricks and rubble in his hands like hidden weapons.

Along with these bricks and gravel, they were spread like raindrops.

The monk in the distance immediately had no choice but to give up and try to escape to avoid these rubbles. He kept waving his arms that were still bleeding while trying to avoid those who might shoot Hua Rong into pieces. bricks and stones to resist.

This also greatly reduced his escape speed.

It is even said that there is no progress at all.

Wu Gong took this opportunity to quickly crush several roofs and chased after them.

His big hands kept flapping left and right, and the monk hurriedly dodged. Not only was this guy's fist skills very powerful, but his light kung fu was also considered to be top-notch in the world.

In the blink of an eye, the person rushed out like a phantom.

Seeing this, Wu Gong once again threw a large amount of gravel.

This guy's Qinggong is really good, but no matter how fast he is, there is no way he can go faster than these bricks and rubble.

Moreover, even if he is not afraid, the person he is carrying on his back is very fragile. If he is penetrated by these bricks and gravels that carry huge power, the consequences will be disastrous. It can even be said to be death. It's impossible to tell without a complete body.

Seeing that he could no longer escape, the monk simply stopped.

He put down the Hua Rong that he had been carrying on his back. The golden zhenqi all over his body was rolling and motionless, and the aura of his whole body also increased further, especially the golden hair crown he wore on his head. The hair crown sparkles and looks dazzling and extremely dazzling.

Wu Gong looked at the monk facing him, and immediately understood that he wanted to challenge him head-on. A disdainful smile appeared on his face, and he lightly outlined his fingers, and his meaning was already clear.

The monk rushed over quickly, like a golden phantom, and as he sprinted, his aura was further increasing, and the hair under the crown was constantly fluttering like sharp long needles.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Wu Gong's eyes.

The aura of this guy is no less than that of the guy named Ximen Chuixue.

It's just that to a certain extent, Ximen Chuixue is purer, more proud, and more powerful than him. If he and Ximen Chuixue were to compete, Wu Gong would have no doubt that this guy would be able to compete in a few games. It was quickly cut in half during the round.

When the time comes, blood will fall everywhere like raindrops.

Face this guy's sprint.

Wu Gong's body quickly grew larger again.

Soon he broke through the limit of six or seven meters and truly became a giant.

This also attracted the attention of many civilians around. Poor civilians who had never seen such a situation in their lives were all frightened to the point of speechlessness. Panic soon spread throughout this vast city. .

Many women who were choosing clothes also immediately noticed the loud noise happening here. Looking at the people fleeing in all directions, serious expressions quickly appeared on their faces. They stopped choosing clothes and paid out money. No, quickly move towards the place where the commotion occurred.

Soon, they arrived at the place where the noise was coming from.

Looking at the two people fighting fiercely.

Li Mochou didn't hesitate at all, and a large number of silver needles flew out with the wave of her palm. The other women also took the initiative to use their martial arts to besiege the monk. The poisonous hand medicine king arrived next, and the old poisoner did not hesitate. He joined the battle, but he unexpectedly discovered Hua Rong lying outside the battlefield, so he broke away from the battle and then assisted in restraining Hua Rong.

Wu Gong once again discovered the fatal weakness of his huge body - the speed was too slow. If the speed could be faster, the guy in front of him might have been dead long ago!

However, as the girls joined the fight.

The disadvantage in speed was gradually made up for.

This monk is indeed very powerful, but when faced with the siege of everyone, especially the women, who are all top-notch players in the world, he gradually feels overwhelmed.

But still there was no thought of surrender.

Seeing that he was about to fall into a disadvantage again and be beaten to death by a group of people, a voice suddenly came from the distance.

I saw a young Confucian scholar, with three or four strong-looking men, rushing out from a distance. They rushed towards Wang Yuyan not far away. Because they could see it, among these people, only Wang Yuyan did not He knows martial arts, so he wants to help her as a bargaining chip.

"If you don't want her to die, stop it!"

The young Confucian scholar shouted before Wang Yuyan was tied up.

Unexpectedly, the moment her palm was about to touch Wang Yuyan, Wang Yuyan suddenly stepped back like a ghost. As her weird steps kept twisting, eight identical figures appeared on the spot, none other than the famous Long You Bafang.

It turned out that Wang Yuyan had been practicing Qinggong with Su Quan during this period of time in order to prevent herself from being a drag. Wang Yuyan is not good at fighting, so it is not easy to learn martial arts against enemies, even if she is a martial arts wizard. (End of chapter)