"Vile spawn, die for me!"
The slightly plump grey-robed old man's eyes revealed a murderous glint. His entire person was like an arhat. Palm shadows that filled the sky instantly enveloped Xiao Fan's body. Sharp killing intent overflowed in all directions, and a powerful aura surged in all directions like waves. : … ….
"One of the top ten Buddhist techniques, Arhat Subduing Demons. Amazing!"
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but whisper.
Xiao Fan looked indifferently at the slightly plump old man in grey robes who was already in front of him. He stood on the spot without moving. He only stretched out one hand, then suddenly raised it and slapped it out!
"Pa!"
A clear and melodious sound rang out, and the palm shadows that filled the sky of the slightly plump grey-robed old man suddenly disappeared. His entire body seemed to have been hit head-on by an enraged elephant, and he shot backwards with a loud bang.
"Boom!"
The slightly plump old man in grey robes smashed through the wall of a house on the side of the street. Smoke and dust rose, and the broken stones fell to the ground.
Moreover, the remaining force did not dissipate. The slightly plump old man in grey robes smashed through two more walls, directly smashing through the house. Finally, he stopped on another street.
The people on the other street exclaimed, not understanding what had happened.
"What?"
Seeing this scene, the white-browed old monk, the other old monk in grey robes, and the middle-aged man in black suddenly narrowed their eyes.
One hit!
Just one hit!
He sent a Heaven Stage martial artist flying with a slap!
Such strength!
"Get over here and accept your death!"
Xiao Fan shouted sternly. His voice was like a thunderclap that rang in everyone's ears. He suddenly took a step forward, and the ground immediately trembled, causing the people on the ground to sway a little!
"Swoosh!"
The slightly plump old monk in grey robes, who was still lying on the other street, immediately flew back through the large hole that had been smashed through. With a 'plop', he knelt in front of Xiao Fan, unable to move.
"Didn't you want me to kneel and apologize to you? Then kowtow to me 108 times first! "Xiao Fan shouted sternly. He stretched out his hand and pressed it directly on the head of the slightly plump old monk in grey robes.
"Bang!"
The head of the slightly plump grey-robed old monk fell heavily on the ground with a dull thud.
"Ahhhh!" He kowtowed. The slightly plump grey-robed old monk immediately screamed crazily. "Little bastard, how dare you humiliate me in front of everyone? Humiliating our Heavenly Dragon Temple, I will kill you, I will definitely kill you! "
"Kill me? Keep on dreaming! First, kowtow 108 times to me, and then I'll slaughter you! "Xiao Fan's face was full of arrogance and wildness, and he exerted more force. The slightly plump gray-robed old man's head hit the ground again, making a dull sound.
Looking at this scene, no one in the surroundings spoke. Everyone was shocked, and their mouths were wide open. They stared blankly at this scene that they had never imagined or seen before!
Heavenly Dragon Temple's Heaven realm martial artist, Grandmaster Longxu, was actually being forced to kowtow in front of everyone!
This. There were no words to describe everyone's feelings at this moment!
Other than shock, there was still shock, and other than horror, there was still horror. Even their thoughts stopped at this moment!
The white-browed old monk, the other grey-robed old monk, and the black-robed middle-aged man were also stunned. They stared blankly at this scene, and for a moment, they felt a huge impact, and their minds stopped working.
He, how dare he?
How dare he be so impudent? So arrogant? How could he be so lawless?
Who was that slightly plump grey-robed old monk?
One of the two great elders of Heavenly Dragon Temple, the famous Grandmaster Longxu in the cultivation world, and one of the orthodox Buddhist disciples!
Unexpectedly. He was humiliated in such a way?
Hearing the incessant kowtowing and the angry roar of the slightly plump grey-robed old monk, the white-browed old monk and the other grey-robed old monk finally came to their senses. Their eyes were instantly bloodshot, and they could no longer bear it. They roared angrily, "Bastard, our Heavenly Dragon Temple will not rest until you are dead!"
"Cut the crap, all of you get over here and kowtow to me, and then one by one, you will die!"
Xiao Fan raised his head and removed his hand from the slightly plump grey-robed old man's head as he shouted. He raised his hands and directly sucked the white-browed old monk and the other grey-robed old monk over.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Xiao Fan's two hands pressed down on the white-browed old monk and the gray-robed old monk's head. Without any hesitation, he forcefully pressed down. Immediately, their foreheads hit the ground with a dull thud.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Xiao Fan opened his hands, and three invisible hands made of spiritual energy pressed down on the white-browed old monk and the other two grey-robed old monks' heads, forcing them to kowtow in unison. The sound of kowtowing rang out continuously.
The surroundings were deathly silent, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.
Everyone looked at this scene with extreme shock, and the expression on their faces was ten times more shocked than before!
The three grandmasters of Heavenly Dragon Temple, Long Ying, Long Xu, and Long Chen, were all forced to kowtow to this unfamiliar young man. This scene could no longer be described as shocking.
"Too, too arrogant, too, too domineering, too, too insufferably arrogant, and too, too f * cking satisfying!"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd could not help but mutter to himself.
These words were like a stone that fell into a still pool of water, igniting the flames in many people's hearts. The blood in many people's bodies began to boil like lava, burning their bodies. Their mouths and tongues were dry, and their hearts began to beat wildly.
This was how a person should be!
To be able to make three great figures kowtow to him in front of so many people, this was simply, simply unimaginable.
The black-robed middle-aged man stared blankly at the white-browed old monk and the other two grey-robed old monks who were kowtowing while crazily screaming. His heart was in a perilous situation!
This young man, just who was he?
He actually dared to trample on the face of Heavenly Dragon Temple, no, Buddhism, and ruthlessly, without any mercy. This was simply, simply!
Did he, did he not know what the consequences of his actions would be?
The black-robed middle-aged man stiffly raised his head and looked at Xiao Fan's ordinary yet arrogant face. A trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart!
This person was either a complete madman, or a terrifying expert with a trump card.
But even if he was an expert with a trump card, he was only one person. Could he fight against the entire Buddhism by himself?
The Buddhism people would arrive the day after tomorrow, and it was said that many Holy Monks would come this time. What kind of storm would occur at that time?
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