The murderer?!

People always kill them?!

hiss.

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was breathing in air conditioning.

"I'm dead, this kid is dead!"

"That's right, it's rumored that Master Lekong has a quirk of nature, both good and evil. Even if he is a blood Bodhi, he will have to be afraid of it."

"Yes, otherwise, how could Master Lekong become a close friend with Ye Qingtian?"

"Hmph, this kid is so crazy that he dares to talk to Master Kong like this!"

The onlookers also began to whisper.

call.

Listening to the discussion around him, he turned the Buddhist beads and said, "Donor, do you want to force me to do it yourself?"

For Tang Long, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

You know, Master Lekong is known as the Thousand-Handed Divine Monk.

There are rumors that when Master Lekong comes out of his palm, countless phantoms of his arm will appear behind him.

This is exactly the Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm that Master Lekkong is best at!

Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm, one of the seventy-two unique skills in Shaolin.

It is rumored that this palm technique can be practiced to the extreme and can slash out three thousand palm prints with one palm, which is extremely powerful.

In terms of power, it is not even under the Dragon Subduing Palm, or even stronger!

Bang!

Suddenly, Tang Long stretched out his finger and hit the acupoint of Emperor Ye Wu.

In an instant, Ye Wushen's body was frozen.

In addition to his eyes, Emperor Ye felt his whole body become extremely stiff.

hiss.

At this time, Emperor Ye Wu could not help but take a breath of air conditioning. What a terrible acupoint technique that actually directly sealed his meridians.

Moreover, no matter how Emperor Ye Wudi hits the acupoint, it can't be untie it.

It was not until this time that Emperor Ye Wu realized that he might have met a peerless master.

Tang Long closed his palms and smiled indifferently: "Haha, I have heard that Master Kong's palm is strong for a long time. I am not talented. I want to take a palm of my senior. I would like to give you advice!"

"What?!"

"Hiss, crazy, this kid must be crazy!"

"That's right? Master Lekong is known as the Thousand-Handed Divine Monk. He has one hand, Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm, and he will fight the world with invincible hands!"

"Hey, young man, don't be impulsive, hurry up and apologize to the master!"

"Yes, little baby, Master Lekong is already over 100 years old. How strong is his internal strength? He is only one step away from the legendary holy realm. Do you know that he can instantly blow you up with one palm!"

Some of the old men present were a little unbearable and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade them.

The Thousand-Handed Monk Lekkong was stunned, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Donor, do you want to commit suicide?!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully triggering the mission and taking the Thousand-Handed Divine Monk's palm, do you accept it?"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully accepting the task, starting the task, checking the task details."

"Task Level: SSS Level."

"Task requirements: Take over the Thousand-Handed Monk to the point of fighting power."

"Task reward: One Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm LV4, after activation, you can instantly upgrade the Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm to LV4, double the palm power, and slash out with one palm, you can shoot thirty-six palm prints, which is extremely lethal."

At this moment, the system released the task.

Take the palm of the air?!

Moreover, it must be tens of palm power!

That's ten percent of the palm power!

However, Tang Long practiced the Nine Yang True Sutra, and when he met the strong, he was strong, and he was not afraid of this Thousand-Handed Divine Monk.

Besides, it's just a palm.

Xia Bingyao said nervously: "Old Tang, you are crazy. How dare you provoke Master Kong? Do you know that this person and my grandfather are from the same era. How strong is the internal strength? If you provoke him, what is the difference between self-abuse?!"

Tang Long smiled and said, "Haha, don't worry, I just took a palm."

"But...!" Xia Bingyao's face turned red, she wanted to speak but stopped.

Tang Long smiled indifferently and said, "Haha, just take care of Tangtang, I'll meet that bald donkey."

Seeing that Tang Long insisted on doing this, Xia Bingyao had to smile bitterly and said, "Haha, okay, you should be careful."

Tangtang grinned and said, "Hehe, don't worry, mom, Dad Tang Long won't let you stay a widow."

Xia Bingyao said with a dark face: "Shut up!"

This girl is becoming more and more distorted.

If this were normal, Xia Bingyao would have to give Tangtang a few hours of ideological education class.

But at this time, Xia Bingyao was all focused on Tang Long.

So, naturally, I don’t have the time to take care of Tangtang.

"Haha, donor, why not let me come and discuss with you." At this moment, Master Jie Yan, the first Master of the Bodhidharma Hall, came forward with a smile and said.

The Vajra Buddha who followed the side said carelessly: "Yes, let the senior brother take action."

Even the Iron-footed Buddha kept winking Tang Long.

But!

Tang Long was too lazy to pay attention to the Iron-Foot Buddha!

call.

The Thousand-Handed Monk Le Kong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a serious look: "Donor, I am very sorry, I don't kill, so I will not take action!" Tang Long sneered: "Haha, Master, your attitude is a bit too contemptuous, right?"

The Thousand-Handed Monk raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Are you a word!"

"Master!" Jie Yan hurriedly stepped forward and said.

Lekong pointed at the fingers and said coldly: "I won't die if I pick him up, let's challenge me again!"

Tang Long glanced at Jie Yan and said indifferently: "Master Lekong, this insult must have a bottom line? Can this black charcoal head be used to take my palm?!"

"Donor, you're too crazy!"

"Hmph, Master Jieyan is the first in the Bodhidharma Hall. He is proficient in various Shaolin skills and has profound skills. How can you humiliate me?!"

"Bastard, this kid dares to insult me ​​in Shaolin Temple?!"

The disciples of Shaolin Temple also came forward and shouted.

KAKA.

Jie Yan, the first seat of the Bodhidharma Hall, clenched his fist secretly and said with a cold look on his face: "Donor, please take me a palm!"

Tang Long said with a embarrassed look: "Oh, it's a suicide provocation!"

"Damn it, it's so crazy!"

"Bastard, this kid is really bad!"

"Master Jieyan, don't worry, go up and fuck him!"

"Bow him to death!"

"Blow him!"

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and almost everyone shouted with fists.

At this time, Xia Bingyao was also speechless. She didn't know what Tang Long was doing.

You know, this Thousand-Handed Monk Lekong is so strong that his internal strength is from the same era as Nanxian.

To be honest, Xia Bingyao really doesn't understand why he provoked Li Kong?!

Suicidal provocation?!

Humiliated?!

The head of the dignified Dharma Hall was actually humiliated?!

This time when I came to Wudang, Master Jieyan came to win glory for Shaolin Temple.

But who would have thought that he would be despised by a young boy before he even entered the mountain gate?!
To be continued...