"Lin Zhengfeng's second son is really a big deal. He can actually offer a strange thing like the Ten Thousand Bone Vampire Pictures. Lin Zhengfeng is really lucky."
"Is this a strange thing? It's impossible. It looks like a painting no matter how you look at it."
"Why isn't it a strange thing? After using so much material, do you think that just a painting can only be used to see such a big function?"
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Zhou An looked at this scene coldly, but it was a pity that his cell phone had no power, otherwise he would have taken this scene and made it public.
Lin Zhengfeng's third son took a step forward and said, "Brother and second brother have given gifts, and it's time for me to show my own gift."
"Please see, Father."
Four maids raised seven heads and came over. There were old people, children, babies, men, and women in the head.
"These seven heads were the seven people I killed, and four generations lived together. I cut off their heads and made them with flowers and grass for a hundred days and nights. Finally, the seven heads were successfully made and became the heads of four generations.
Each head has a hundred flavors, different, please try it.”
"Put the head on the table, I want to taste it well." Lin Zhengfeng said.
The four maids put their heads on the table and stepped back.
Lin Zhengfeng picked up the chopsticks, grabbed a eyeball on the person's head, put it in his mouth, and ate it with relish. While eating, he said, "It's delicious, delicious, and my wife can eat it too."
His wife also picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
When Zhou An saw this scene, he had the urge to vomit. It was really a slaughter. This was the first time Zhou An saw him.
But those guests were different. When they saw this scene, they looked like they wanted to eat.
"My good son, I like the gifts of you three, and you all took your heart." Lin Zhengfeng said.
"I will do whatever I can to go through fire and water for my father," said the third son at the same time.
After the third son gave the gifts, the guests' gifts were also named one by one, including a hundred years of human bones, a burned human liver, a blood wine formed from the blood of thousands of people, etc. In short, there are all kinds of strange things, and each one has it.
After saying these gifts, the birthday party was officially started to eat, because in addition to the ordinary food on each table, there was also a plate of main course, which was cut from the human body. What was funny is,
A chrysanthemum was inserted on the butt.
At this moment, the eighteen monks suddenly rushed towards everyone.
Every monk shines with golden light, and he can kill him with one move. If he kills him with one move, he will die in his hands.
When this man died, he turned into a small puppet of one centimeter size. Zhou An was a little surprised that these puppets were picked up and looked at them. As a result, the puppet had no characteristics, and even the maker was very
Rough, as if it was made casually.
There was also a faint black air above, which made people feel depressed and nauseated and vomited when they smelled it.
The black flames ignited in Zhou An's hand, burning the puppet to ashes, and then continued to watch the eighteen monks in front of him "performance".
At first, Zhou An thought that the monks from Shaolin Temple had not come, and he did not expect that the eighteen monks who recited scriptures were monks from Shaolin Temple. It was really different from these eighteen monks, especially some of them did not have any scars on their heads, and the monks did not.
Those who quit scars are lay disciples.
For tasks like Lin Zhengfeng, the people who invited Wudang were all elders and disciples, not to mention that the ones invited by Shaolin should be at the same level, so Zhou An did not think they were from Shaolin at the beginning.
But now after seeing that he became a golden man, Zhou Xun knew that he was wrong. He was disguised by the Eighteen Monks, but now they have ring scars on their heads, and through them, they became a bronze man, Zhou An also knew.
The identities of these eighteen monks are the eighteen bronze men in Shaolin, which is the representative of the powerful combat power of Shaolin Temple.
The Eighteen Bronze Man is equivalent to the gatekeeper of Shaolin Temple. He uses the Eighteen Bronze Man formation to prevent the temple from leaving or entering the temple without permission. As the name suggests, there are 18 Bronze Mans in total, which are derived from the Eighteen Arhats, and the whole body of the Eighteen Bronze Man
As solid as copper, it is trained to become a copper body, emitting the golden light of brass, like a statue of a Buddha with a golden body.
I heard that every bronze man learns a unique skill from Shaolin Temple, which is extremely powerful. Even the Eighteen Bronze Man can use the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation to fight the enemy, which has unpredictable power.
Now even if the Eighteen Bronze Man does not use the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, they only use ordinary Shaolin martial arts, they will beat these people out of shit. Good Mood Literature Network
One by one, the guests died at the hands of the Eighteen Bronze Man, and someone finally took action.
"Bold, monk, I came to my Lin family to make trouble. I will kill you today." Lin Zhengfeng's second son shouted angrily.
But the Eighteen Bronze Man continued to kill and ignored him.
Lin Zhengfeng's second son, three smoke, and five smoke, were angry, and they rushed towards these monks.
Lin Zhengfeng's eldest son and third son also killed him.
The result of the three people vs. the eighteen monks can be imagined.
Naturally, Lin Zhengfeng's three sons were beaten by eighteen monks so that they didn't even recognize him.
The number of eighteen bronze men in Shaolin Temple is too dominant.
"You guys go too." Lin Zhengfeng said to his seven wives and concubines.
Seven wives and concubines stood up and killed eighteen monks.
This prevents the Eighteen Bronze Man from beating the third son, otherwise he will be disabled even if he continues to be killed.
The third son and seven wives and concubines fought with the eighteen bronze men.
Not to mention the three sons, these seven wives and concubines are really profitable and harmful. They beat the Eighteen Bronze Man and can no longer kill anyone.
"Use your own unique skills to fight the enemy, don't hide it." said a monk who seemed to be the leader.
"Shaolin Weituo Palm!"
"Shaolin Dragon Spinning Palm!"
"Shaolin Flower Scattering Palm!"
"Great wisdom has no definite meaning!"
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The eighteen bronze men used their own unique skills.
Lin Zhengfeng's third son was beaten to death, and his other two sons were also beaten to death. He had seven wives and concubines, three were beaten to death, and four were beaten to death.
Shiba Tong continued to kill the four injured wives and concubines again and Lin Zhengfeng's sons.
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of them. This person was Lin Zhengfeng. Now Lin Zhengfeng was holding a Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand and was fiercely storming towards the Eighteen Bronze Man.
He fought with the eighteen bronze men with one person's strength.
Lin Zhengfeng was really strong. He pressed the Eighteen Bronze Man and even hit the Eighteen Bronze Man from time to time. If they weren't for their bronze bodies, a Qinglong Yanyue Sword would have lost half of his life.
"Disciples of Wudang, you won't take action yet, so when will you wait?" said the monk who seemed to be leading.
After Lin Zhengfeng heard this, these monks actually had accomplices and looked around vigilantly in case of being sneak attacked.
But an embarrassing thing happened. The monk shouted for a long time, but no one responded.
"Hahaha, if your accomplices don't come to save you, you will die." Lin Zhengfeng laughed wildly and picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand and slashed at a monk.