The golden light burst out, and the monk's arms surrounding Yang Shengzi were very powerful, and each of them grabbed Yang Shengzi's eyebrows, chest, and lower abdomen.

Three places attack together! Yang Shengzi is bound to die at the hands of Jin Snake Tangsi

The young monk himself quickly escaped and fled from here.

It's not that easy to make Yang Shengzi fall down so quickly!

Yang Shengzi's Qi suddenly surged out, lingering around him, and then he stretched out a punch. Five colors of light suddenly condensed on his fist, and the light flashed brightly. There was a burst of air flow, and Yang Shengzi had already punched.

A punch hit the arm that was tens of feet long!

It can't be smashed!

Yang Shengzi only left a purple bruise on the young monk's arm that was tens of feet tall. He immediately used a five-shaped spell again and hit the earthworm-like arm head-on!

"Golden Key Divine Metal Technique!"

The heaven and earth are colorful, and Lancang changes color.

A huge golden key flew from a distance and hovered above Yang Shengzi's head.

The golden key suddenly shrunk to the size of a palm, floating and shaking in Yang Shengzi's palm.

It's like opening the door to a new world, shining with golden light and dazzling.

The sound of gold pieces exploding constantly came from above Yang Shengzi's head.

The air flow clanked, and the palm of the hand pushed sideways, and the palm-sized golden key flew away.

Golden Key vs. Golden Snake Silk Spinner!

The young monk’s arms turned out to be impregnable!

The golden key suddenly collapsed and shattered, and the young monk's elongated arm suddenly retracted.

But even so, the young monk still let out a howl of "Ouch", apparently because he was penetrated by Yang Shengzi's golden key to the point of pain.

"Good boy, remember my name, Old Man Maha. I have already kept this account in mind!"

The young monk snorted coldly, and then announced his name. Behind the young appearance was actually an old man!

Then this person should have changed his appearance and stayed in the Buda Zen Palace.

As Old Man Maha spoke, he kept moving his hands. He wanted to blame the young man for stealing Buddhist scriptures on the young man opposite who was obstructing him, and let the lama of the Buda Zen Palace deal with him!

It can be said to be a good calculation.

Old Man Maha immediately took out the stolen Buddhist classic, tore off the cover page and threw it away.

The cover page of the Buddhist scripture suddenly fell to Yang Shengzi's feet.

The figure of Old Man Maha quickly fell to the ground again, like a black shadow, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Old Man Maha landed on the ground, he muttered something silently in his mouth. The blue light shield on the roof suddenly shattered, and the sound of shaking the sky and the earth was so clear that it woke up all the monks in the Buda Zen Palace.

Yang Shengzi immediately wanted to fall to the ground but it was too late. There was a torn Buddhist classic at his feet.

Yang Shengzi was framed.

At the moment when the cyan light shield shattered, many lamas in the Buda Zen Palace noticed it immediately.

Many lamas jumped out of the Buddhist caves. Some were holding Arhat sticks, some were holding hands of compassion, and there were also monks with angry eyebrows and twitching their beards, standing quietly in the square.

Many monks saw Yang Shengzi on the roof, with a torn Buddhist scripture at his feet. The Buddha's voice shouted angrily: "Thief, if you don't hand over the Buddhist scriptures quickly, you can quickly come down and kneel down to admit your mistake!"

"What if I say that I didn't steal your scriptures?" Yang Shengzi raised his eyebrows and calmed down.

"With fists and feet without eyes, the donor may die!"

"Then let's fight!" Yang Shengzi stared at the monks in the square and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture, indicating that he could be beaten to death.

After all the monks drank in unison, they stopped talking nonsense. They dared to steal and steal in the bright world, and did not teach them a lesson, which was a disgrace to the Buddha's teachings.

The first three monks on the square were holding sticks, leaping straight up, landing on the roof of the Sutra Pavilion, and confronting the thief. As the two sides looked at each other, flames flew in all directions.

Let the fight begin!

"Three sticks in the dark hand!"

The three monks who came first jumped up from the ground, holding Zen sticks, and each surrounded Yang Shengzi.

A stick comes down from the top of Yang Shengzi's head. This stick is high and downwards. The strength of the Zen stick is like a hundred kilograms of weight. The pressure of the stick is extremely strong. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. The momentum is extraordinary!

The other stick is a swing stick. The monk is seen with his Zen stick wrapped around his body, spinning toward Yang Shengzi. While the Zen stick is spinning, gusts of wind appear around it, and the airflow trembles crazily and becomes powerful.

The last stick is the piercing stick. The monk gathers all his energy on the Zen stick, holds the other tip of the stick with both hands, and pierces the chest. It is bound to break the chest with one stick!

When the three sticks arrived together, the space began to shake, as if it was refracted by the power of these three sticks.

The movements of the three sticks are strong and soft, alternating between fast and slow, with a bright rhythm and rapid momentum. They sound in the east and strike in the west, looking at each other from left to right.

Yang Shengzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and murderous intent emerged. If there were only three monks who wanted to kill him, they would be underestimating Yang Shengzi!

A flash of light suddenly flashed across Yang Shengzi's eyes, and eight colors of light suddenly surged out of his body. The colorful light burst out, intensified, and finally covered his whole body, like a man of eight colors holding up the sky, crystal clear and extremely mysterious.

Yang Shengzi first stretched out his fist and hit the stick, both of them retreated, and the air flow trembled.

Then he stretched out his fist and used it as a palm, and slapped the stick with his palm, causing the stick to fly out immediately.

Finally, the palm turns into a finger, and the eight-color light lingers on the fingertip, showing great power. One finger pokes the Zen stick above the head, as if knocking the Zen stick!

The sky and the earth exploded.

Yang Shengzi picks three sticks!

After the one-blow battle, Yang Shengzi's figure was as steady as a rock, motionless.

On the other hand, the three monks who flew in first were hit hard, and their energy was as if they had been smashed to pieces. They were turned upside down and could not calm down no matter what.

The three monks flew down, hit the ground, and fell unconscious.

"Come again, fight!"

Yang Shengzi yelled loudly, which made the other monks in the square even more eager to move. They must come to meet this thief who knows nothing about the world!

Before Yang Shengzi could stop for a moment, he first stretched out his right hand and pointed at the void, then slapped it hard on the ground, and the Five Elements Technique was completed.

"Kui Mu Yuan Qiong Shu!"

The sky and the earth changed, the ground beneath Yang Shengzi's feet rumbled, and a golden tower suddenly rose slowly from the ground.

The ground began to crack, the clouds opened and the mist dispersed, and streams of wood and gold mysterious light flooded the Jinque Pavilion, causing the space to shake wildly. Yang Shengzi pointed at each other from afar, and the Jinque Pavilion slowly moved forward, and the air flow exploded every inch it moved.

Jinque Pavilion directly attacked the people in the square.

"The young monk has long eyebrows and comes to meet the donor!" A young monk has long eyebrows, hanging like willow leaves, falling to the ground.

The figure of the monk with long eyebrows suddenly rose from the square. His eyes glanced at the technique Yang Shengzi used, and he immediately twisted his eyebrows as drooping as willow leaves in his hands and threw them at Yang Shengzi.

The monk with long eyebrows chanted silently.

"Sumi Buddha Whip!"
Chapter completed!