Immediately, Nangong Haotian's tumbled body suddenly floated up nearly one meter high. Dozens of gleaming flying knives flew towards him, and with a series of "beep" sounds, they all flew into the air.
On the building pillars and windows behind Nangong Haotian.
The dozens of flower monks on the ground were shocked when they saw that the visitor had easily dodged all his attacks. They all exclaimed and looked at Nangong Haotian in mid-air in disbelief.
When Nangong Haotian saw this, he couldn't help but smile grimly. He suddenly flicked his shirt sleeves, and immediately, his figure shot down quickly, like a meteorite from the sky, but it was he who performed the skill of Thousand Jin Falling.
As soon as Nangong Haotian's figure reached the ground, he discovered that from the temple gate to the front of the majestic hall ten meters away, there was a corridor higher than the ground. Nangong Haotian couldn't help but feel happy, his arms suddenly shook, and his figure
As light as a feather, it landed in the center of the corridor.
However, just when Nangong Haotian stepped on the ground, he was shocked and angry to find that a large bluestone incense burner over one meter high in the center of the passage in front of him fell over with a "whoosh".
After all, Nangong Haotian still had little experience. He didn't expect that the tall stone incense burner in front of him was actually a kind of mechanism.
Seeing this, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but smile bitterly, but with this distraction, it was already too late for Nangong Haotian to dodge the mechanism. Moreover, even if he could dodge, he might have a worse encounter.
Seeing the stone incense burner being smashed down quickly, Nangong Haotian was shocked and anxious, but he had no time to think about it. He hurriedly used the power of chaos and raised his arms to support the large bluestone incense burner, which weighed nearly a thousand kilograms.
But how could Nangong Haotian's power be so great? The stone incense burner weighing a thousand kilograms, coupled with such a fast speed, was so powerful that ordinary people could no longer stop it.
After Nangong Haotian held the incense burner with both hands, he felt a powerful force coming from his hands and then to his waist. He felt that his internal organs were about to shift, and a strong sense of oppression came over him.
At this moment, a few meters away from the high steps of the main hall, a burst of proud laughter suddenly sounded, "Ignorant young people dare to come and disrupt the Buddhist monks' Qing Dynasty. You are really throwing yourself into death."
The man paused, and suddenly said loudly like an order: "You two go over, there is no need to kill him, we will watch him exhausted, beaten to death under the bluestone incense burner, Jie Jie Jie Jie."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he was immediately shocked and angry. At this critical moment of life and death, he had no time to think more, so he could only subconsciously use the Waste Transformation Technique.
"Ouch", Nangong Haotian suddenly raised his head, and a powerful roar of dragons and tigers came from his mouth.
The surrounding flower monks were stunned by the sudden loud noise, and they all stood frozen on the spot. Looking at Nangong Haotian again, they saw a golden dragon several meters long appearing on his head, circling, with extremely majestic eyes.
The entire temple hall was illuminated by this golden light, and the golden light shone.
In an instant, Nangong Haotian's whole body turned golden, and he looked like a golden Buddha alive. With this change, Nangong Haotian also felt that his power had become extremely powerful, and he pushed forward with all his strength, blocking the pressure.
The bluestone incense burner underneath.
The legs that were still in front of the incense burner were still supported on the ground. At this time, Nangong Haotian did not feel that the pressure was too heavy. Instead, he felt that he could lift it off with just a light move.
Seeing this, Nangong Haotian did not hesitate anymore. He held the bluestone incense burner with one big golden hand, and slammed the bluestone incense burner with the other hand. There was a "crash" sound, and countless green smoke rose up. A large bluestone incense burner,
It instantly turned into a pile of large pieces of rubble.
Seeing that Nangong Haotian was so brave, the bluestone incense burner weighing thousands of kilograms was shattered by his light palm. The whole audience was shocked and said "ah", followed by a deathly silence. All the flower monks present
They were all stunned by Nangong Haotian.
"Are those the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon?" A flower monk asked tremblingly.
"It seems so. I saw a golden dragon hovering over his head. Maybe, maybe, it really is the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon!" Another flower monk holding a staff replied with some uncertainty.
"Impossible, don't panic, everyone. The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms have been lost decades ago. This man must be trying to scare people, but in fact it is a deception. Everyone, go ahead and hack him to death!"
The flower monk who spoke shouted, but there was also some fear and trembling in his voice.
Hearing these words, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that he was guaranteed to use the Waste Transformation Technique in the future. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, no matter how powerful it was, was just a martial arts secret. Compared with the Waste Transformation Technique
, the value difference between the two is too big, and Nangong Haotian doesn't have to worry about others knowing that he is practicing the Waste God Transformation Art, which will cause the entire martial arts to pursue him.
"From now on, I just need to say that I am practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. They don't know anyway. Hehe, God is really helping me. Gah ga ga, look at my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and send you back to Hong Kong!" Nangong Haotian's
He was ecstatic in his heart, this was simply a martial arts secret book specially prepared to cover up for him.
But just when Nangong Haotian was lost in thought, the two flower monks who had been ordered to kill Nangong Haotian had already walked up to Nangong Haotian. They were two tall monks in gray clothes. One was holding a God-Slaying Kitchen Knife.
The other one was carrying a demon-killing shovel, and they were already not far in front of Nangong Haotian.
Although the two of them were a little scared after seeing the strange phenomenon on Nangong Haotian before, Nangong Haotian seemed to be easier to deal with than the person behind him giving orders.
I saw the two tall flower monks with fat heads, big ears, thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly shouted loudly, and each waved the God-Slaying Kitchen Knife and Demon-Slaying Shovel in their hands, and they all rushed towards Nangong Haotian, trying to kill Nangong Haotian's body.
The head exploded.
Nangong Haotian put away the Waste Transformation Technique at this time, and took a closer look at the appearance of the two Hua Monk. They had tiger heads, swallow foreheads, lion noses, and square mouths. They were similar to the appearance of the Hua Monk who intercepted his father Nangong Shuangjie that day.
Suddenly, Nangong Haotian let out a sharp howl, flashed, and flew to greet him.
At the same time, Nangong Haotian cursed in his mouth: "Damn it, you bunch of stupid flower monks, I'm going to explode your sister's anus today, I'm going to kill my dad, scolded the cheating guy next door.
, take your life!"
But there was only a "swish" sound, and the demon-killing shovel of one of the tall flower monks shoveled under Nangong Haotian's ribs. It was so thrilling that Nangong Haotian was so scared that he hurriedly stopped talking and concentrated on dealing with the two.