Jiang Xiaofan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that a mere Xuanri Temple would have so many famous temples.
Forget about Vajra Arhat, he actually created some kind of Temple Protector King, who was even more professional than Wang Yang, the president of the Spilled Blood Society.
If this Chuanjia hadn't been on the blacklist, Jiang Xiaofan would have wanted this demon monk to work for him.
"snort!"
Chuan Jia snorted coldly. Seeing Jiang Xiaofan like this, he thought Jiang Xiaofan was scared, so he calmed down even more.
"King Minghu of the Temple did not originally belong to Xuanyi Temple. He was the big devil on the snowy plateau. But three years ago, he was inspired by our Buddha, so he voluntarily put down his butcher knife and became the protector of Xuanyi Temple.
King Ming!"
"Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself, take your people, and get out of Xuanri Temple. I can pretend that nothing happened. But if you insist on destroying my Xuanri Temple, then don't blame me for being rude.
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Perhaps this so-called Temple Protector Mingwang is really powerful, so Chuan Jia's tone was so strong that even Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue.
"Master, I'm not a mouse. I can't figure out my position! I beg you, hurry up and please come out to protect the temple and the king. Please don't be polite to me!"
Jiang Xiaofan's face was filled with laughter, and Chuan Jia was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and wished he could slap Jiang Xiaofan in the face.
"Okay! If that's the case, then I hope you won't regret it!"
Chuan Jia pointed at Jiang Xiaofan menacingly, and then, under Jiang Xiaofan's shocked gaze, he took out a new golden Ai Crazy mobile phone.
"Damn it! This rubbish phone ruins the atmosphere!"
Jiang Xiaofan complained, but Master Chuanjia had already dialed the phone.
"Hey! Mr. Zabuzan, I'm very sorry to disturb your practice. But we are encountering a big problem now. Some people want to demolish Xuanyi Temple by force. Please come and help..."
While making the phone call, Chuan Jia lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a submissive tone, as if the Temple Protector Mingwang was standing in front of him.
After hanging up, his back straightened again, and the dignity appeared on his face again.
"Young people are overestimating their abilities, your retribution has arrived..."
"Snapped!"
Before Abbot Chuan Jia finished speaking, he received a big scratch on his face.
Jiang Xiaofan wiped his hands with a piece of paper and cursed: "I don't believe in the retribution you said. I only believe that 'every cause must have an effect, and your retribution will be me'."
After saying that, Abbot Chuanjia, who was about to retaliate, was kicked back to the ground by Jiang Xiaofan again, screaming in pain.
Although he has practiced some Buddhist kung fu, he can only deal with ordinary people, and he has no power to fight back against a strong person like Jiang Xiaofan.
"Who dares to disturb Buddhism?!"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came.
As the temperature in the air dropped a lot, some weak pilgrims even had their teeth chattering from the cold.
"call!"
Just when everyone was frightened, a figure suddenly jumped out from the backyard of Xuanri Temple.
He is extremely fast, and his agility is particularly strong. He can walk on the high wall as if on flat ground. After jumping off the high wall, he did not land on the ground, but stepped on other people's heads to move forward.
He may have heard Abbot Chuan Jia's cry for help, so he came directly to Jiang Xiaofan and looked at the young man in front of him with evil eyes.
"Young man, destroy your hands and get out of Xuanri Temple. Otherwise, King Ming will not mind saving you all!"
As soon as Temple Protector Ming Wang Zhabuzan opened his mouth, he exuded a strong smell of blood. Even Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but frown.
"The murderous aura in you cannot be so strong unless you kill thousands of people. How can you save a demon like you from being worthy of staying in the important place of Buddhism and being the guardian of the temple?"
Jiang Xiaofan ignored Zhabuzan's words and asked with confusion on his face.
Hearing Jiang Xiaofan's words, Zhabuzan sneered, raised his chin and said, "You know what the hell, it's not that I don't deserve to be here in Xuanri Temple, it's that they don't deserve to be King Ming here!"
"Do you know about the Hehuan Sect in the Snowy Plateau? King Benming is an eminent monk of the Hehuan Sect, with unfathomable strength! Murder, arson, rape, murder and robbery are commonplace for King Benming! But King Benming is willing to let go.
Butcher's knife, I want to become a Buddha immediately, so I am willing to stay here in Xuanri Temple!"
The tone and attitude of Zhabuzan's words, combined with Abbot Chuanjia's flattering look, made people feel that Xuanri Temple was really not worthy of Zhabuzan.
However, when Jiang Xiaofan heard this, he burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha, I don't think you should call me Lord Protector of the Temple. You should change your name to King of Laughter! You are just an evil warrior who is like a street rat. How could you have the courage to say such a thing? If Xuanyi Temple hadn't been like this
A stupid monster monk is in charge, are you worthy of joining Buddhism?"
"What a man who puts down the butcher's knife and becomes a Buddha immediately. Today I will let you know that it is easy to put down the butcher's knife, but it is difficult to become a Buddha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaofan rushed towards Zha Buzan.
His speed was so fast that even ordinary people couldn't see him clearly, so he rushed in front of Zabuzan.
Facing Jiang Xiaofan's cannon punch that went straight to the heart, Zha Buzan's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect that Jiang Xiaofan, who looked so young, could actually have such skills.
But he was obviously not a weakling. He leaned back and hid directly.
After dodging away, he became shorter and used a move to sweep his legs.
The power of this leg was very fierce. His right leg was really like a giant axe, sweeping towards Jiang Xiaofan's calf. If he was hit by it, a big tree would probably collapse!
He knew that Jiang Xiaofan used Xingyiquan to hit hard and advance without any obstruction. And he also learned that kind of fierce and domineering Kung Fu, so he was ready to confront Jiang Xiaofan head-on!
However, he underestimated Jiang Xiaofan after all. Faced with the fierce kick, Jiang Xiaofan not only did not retreat, but raised his kick and kicked it. And the place where the kick was was on Zabuzan's knee!
Back off? What a joke!
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!
"Damn it!"
Zha Buzan cursed angrily, then put his left hand on the ground, suddenly changed the direction of attack with his right foot, and kicked Jiang Xiaofan directly in the chin.
This move is relatively common in Brazilian war dances. Not only is the attack fierce, but the attack angle is particularly weird.
If you don't pay attention, you may be kicked directly in the chin. And the end is often not optimistic!
"You have good leg skills. Your legs are suitable for making soup!"
The colleague who was speaking to Jiang Xiaofan directly raised his right elbow and slammed it downwards.
His blow was really like the weight of a mountain, unstoppable. It was also so fast that Zhabuzan didn't even have time to avoid it, and was hit hard on the tibia of his right foot!