Chapter 366 Ding Ling VS Master Fang Zheng

But in this state.

It lasted for only about three or five breaths.

Then there was only a crisp cracking sound, as if something was broken.

Everyone looked closely.

Only a loud bang was heard, and then a Arhat was hit by a giant hammer. With a scream, it was thrown out for dozens of meters, falling to the ground like a rag, and rolling a few times

After the circle stopped, I looked carefully, but found that the person had only incoming air and no outgoing air.

Master Fang Zheng looked pale and angry.

Just waiting to be scolded.

Boom boom boom boom!

One by one, the golden arhats were swept out by the hammer shadow!

They all flew out dozens of meters like rags, falling to the ground with a banging sound, but without exception, they were all severely injured. Some even corpses were directly on the spot. Judging from their unrecognizable appearance, it was obvious that

Death was very tragic.

Qu Feiyan and his group were relieved.

"ah!"

However, Master Fang Zheng's eyes almost collapsed, and he couldn't help but roared angrily, and pointed at Ding Ling:

"Ding Ling, you big devil, do you really want to be enemies with the world and slaughter the people?"

Ding Ling carried the golden hammer of the drumbeat and walked slowly towards Master Fang Zheng, his eyes were deep, his face was indifferent, and his voice was cold:

"I have said a long time ago that I do not want to be enemies of the world, nor do I want to go against this world. You want to be the leader and be the enemy of me.

Since I want to be an enemy of me.

Then you must be prepared to be killed by me at any time.

Master Fangzheng!

What do you think?"

"ah!"

Master Fang Zheng roared:

"Ding Ling, you are using divine weapons, and our Shaolin Temple uses ordinary iron sticks. This battle was unfair from the beginning. If you are a hero, you should not do such unfair things."

"Ha ha……"

Ding Ling laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funnyest joke in the world. Suddenly, his smile stopped and his face turned cold as ice:

"Qu Feiyan is right. You bald donkeys are all hypocritical! It is fair for you to siege me. It is unfair to use the magic weapon. It is good!"

Ding Ling put down the golden hammer of the drum beating urn:

"I'll try your master Fang Zheng's unique skills in Shaolin Temple today!"

"good!"

Master Fang Zheng was originally beaten by Ding Ling to make his face hot, but when he didn't know how to go back, he saw Ding Ling put down his magic weapon and faced him with relief. At the same time, his heart couldn't help but lift it up.

He glanced behind him and said, "Amitabha", before saying:

"If I die, the people of Shaolin Temple should not avenge me, remember it!"

Master Fang Zheng sighed.

He overestimated the power of the Eighteen Arhat Formation in Shaolin Temple.

He also underestimated Ding Ling's domineering aura, unparalleled!

I originally thought that the eighteen first-class peak-level masters in the Eighteen Arhat Formation were enough to kill powerful men like Ding Ling.

And even if you can't kill it.

It should be possible to retreat.

Now it seems that he is looking up to him.

Despised Ding Ling.

The eighteen first-class top masters on our side have been cultivated by gathering the power of the entire Shaolin Temple and working hard for decades to cultivate!

They are enough to be passed on as the foundation of Shaolin Temple!

Now it's destroyed.

Master Fang Zheng felt sad, regretful, blamed himself, regretful, regretful, regretful, and angry.

I regretted and blamed myself too much, and felt that as the martial arts world of Taishan Beidou, Ding Ling would never kill them!

The annoyance is that he should not just mobilize the power of Shaolin Temple. He should have brought Wudang Sect and others to come and seek punishment.

I regretted the death of the Eighteen Arhats, and the decades of hard work in Shaolin Temple were destroyed!

"Abbot."

All the monks in Shaolin Temple changed their colors.

"Remember what I said."

Master Fang Zheng was solemn:

"Otherwise, even if I go to the West to meet the Buddha, my heart will not be peaceful!"

"Yes. abbot."

All the monks can only obey orders.

But everyone has bad thoughts in their hearts.

"Amitabha."

Master Fang Zheng made a decision and told the monks to step out and face Ding Ling:

"Donor Ding's hammering technique is earth-shaking, and his skill is beyond the reach of the world. I am most likely not your opponent! But I still want to say that Donor Ding has become deeply involved in the devil. Only by stopping his horse in time and returning to the road can he truly see my Buddha.

On the other side, you can enjoy great freedom and freedom.

If you continue to be so stubborn and do not repent, you may be the one who goes astray once you go astray and it will be difficult for the Buddha to save you!"

"Master Fang Zheng is very polite."

Ding Ling said moranously:

"Just let you tell the truth, I won't listen to you making a fool of yourself here!"

"Brother Ding, it's well said!"

Qu Feiyan cheered, and her pretty face was filled with joy.

"If Mr. Ding is willing to convert to my Buddha, my Shaolin Temple is willing to do his best to help you."

Master Fang Zheng sincerely said:

"This is a rare opportunity. Most people don't have this treatment."

"Thank you for your kindness from Master Fangzheng."

Ding Ling smiled slightly:

"I admire your Hunting and courage. I wish I could kill me not long ago. Now I am so proud of my ability to win over. Such Hunting is very rare. I ask myself that I can't do it. I won't share it with you, Master.

Let's sit down. Come on."

He raised his hand:

"Let me experience the unique skills of Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple."

"Since I can't understand, I'll give up this body of skin and try it out with Donor Ding."

Master Fang Zheng took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the boiling thoughts in his heart. He activated the Yijin Sutra. In an instant, the energy was filled with energy in his body. The energy was born from the inside, and it continued to move. It was like a tide rising, like a tide.

Like thunder!

boom!

Master Fang Zheng's body was like lightning. When he arrived in front of Ding Ling, he slapped out a palm. This palm looked ordinary at first, but in a moment, two palms suddenly turned into two palms, and four palms, in an instant,

The sky is full of palm shadows, and every palm is unpredictable and vast!

The void slammed into the air, and there were rumbling sounds passing through the sky from time to time.

Ding Ling did not advance but retreated, and slapped out with his palm.

Great Songyang Divine Palm!

After the Pure Yang True Practice and the breathing power, the Great Songyang Divine Palm, which was simultaneously induced by the breathing power, turned out to be countless palm shadows. Each palm was filled with hot and violent aura, as if it could explode at any time.

It was like thunder.

As the palms of both sides were photocopied together.

Bang bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom boom!

A series of explosions were heard!

As soon as the two of them fought, they entered the highest nest directly!

But wherever the shadow of the palm of the void flew over, the wind was constantly rising, and the thunder was secretly arose. Wherever the two passed, the huge rocks collapsed, the trees collapsed, the grass broke, and it seemed like two gods were fighting, making others secretly feel broken.

The people in Shaolin Temple all their hearts were in their throats. Seeing that their abbot was so brave, they were secretly cheering, and when they were radiant, they bang!

Suddenly a loud bang passed by my ears.

When I looked again, I saw that my abbot had been photographed flying out more than ten feet!
Chapter completed!