The Most Powerful Fisherman in the Heavens

"Xiaoyouyou's domineering boxing!"

The sweeping monk's arms trembled slightly, looking at Ye Donghuang with serious eyes, he regarded Ye Donghuang as an opponent.

He knew that he had been mistaken just now, and he didn't realize that Ye Donghuang was an invincible grand master, otherwise he wouldn't have easily clashed with Ye Donghuang.

Every invincible grand master is the darling of the times, and his merits and good fortune, even if there are strong and weak, the gap will not be too big, and generally no one can do anything about it.

"Old monk, you are not bad!"

When Ye Donghuang's figure moved, he punched down, but it was Shaolin's powerful Vajra Palm.

The floor-sweeping monk also struck out with the same palm, the same powerful Vajra Palm.

Ye Donghuang's cultivation base is not enough, but his physical body is strong, and he can break through ten thousand spells with one force.

The sweeping monk's physical body can't compare with Ye Donghuang's, but the 100% perfect Vajra posture is mysterious and unparalleled, and the powerful Vajra Palm turns decay into magic in his hands!

"This is the real Vigorous Palm!"

"I didn't expect Ye Donghuang to be so powerful!"

Everyone was amazed, this is the real master, what Murong Fu, Murong Bo and others can only be regarded as small troubles.

"Dragon Claw!"

"Phaseless Tribulation Finger!"

"Kanglong has regrets!"

"One Finger Zen!"

All kinds of martial arts are in Ye Donghuang's hands, including Shaolin's seventy-two stunts and dragon subduing eighteen palms.

The sweeping monk is also proficient in all kinds of Shaolin martial arts. The two of them use each move and style, seemingly simple and simple, but they are back to basics and extremely dangerous.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Ye is so powerful in martial arts, and he is also proficient in various schools of martial arts. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in his hands are much better than me!"

Xiao Feng was amazed, although he didn't know where Ye Donghuang learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but he couldn't control it.

"Young Master Ye is so kind to our father and son, and now we are just going to kill those pious bald donkeys in Shaolin together with Young Master Ye!"

Xiao Yuanshan originally hated Xuanci for killing his wife back then, and today he was almost turned into a Shaolin running dog by the sweeping monk, he had already simmered in his heart, as soon as his figure moved, he slapped Xuanci with his palm.

"Not good! Protect the abbot!"

Xuandu exclaimed, and used his unique skill of Nianhua Finger to attack Xiao Yuanshan, but was blown away by the palm.

"Amitabha!"

Xuanci clasped his hands together, saw Xiao Yuanshan's palm sent Xuandu flying and then came to kill him, but he didn't dodge at all.

He knew that there was no way for him to escape now, so he might as well die generously and save face.

bump!

Xiao Yuanshan shattered Xuanci's internal organs with one palm, killing him.

Immediately, there was a sense of enlightenment in my heart, as if the knot in my heart that had been suppressed for thirty years was untied at once, and then I was excited to kill other Shaolin disciples.

However, at this time, Murong Bo, who had been converted by the sweeping monk, blocked Xiao Yuanshan, and the two fought fiercely together.

"Murong old thief, die!"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, without any hesitation, he and Xiao Yuanshan rushed towards Murong Bo.

"Boss, do we want to kill him now?"

Holding the crocodile scissors, Yue Laosan stared at each of the Shaolin disciples, eager to try. Since he promised to be loyal to Ye Donghuang, he naturally wanted to fight for Ye Donghuang at this moment.

"kill!"

Duan Yanqing took a look at Ye Donghuang who was fighting with the sweeping monk, and made a decisive decision.

His notoriety does not fit well with the decency of a family like Shaolin, moreover, he has promised to be loyal to Ye Donghuang before, so there is no way out for him to regret it now.

The two of them joined the battlefield, and helped Zhao Shirong share a lot of pressure.

boom!

In the sky, Ye Donghuang and the sweeping monk slapped each other fiercely, their bodies trembled, and they flew upside down at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the two fought fiercely together again in an instant, and Ye Donghuang was clearly in the upper hand.

"This devil is so powerful that the monk can't take it down for a while, so I'll kill this little demon girl first!"

Xuandu was not seriously injured after being hit by Xiao Yuanshan's palm. Seeing that Ye Donghuang and the sweeping monk were evenly matched, and even suppressed the sweeping monk, he looked at Zhao Shirong unkindly.

Today Shaolin's reputation has been discredited, just now Abbot Xuanci was beaten to death in front of him with a single palm, and the culprit was Ye Donghuang.

And he also found that today they might not be able to keep Ye Donghuang, even Wu Xingyun and the other three would find it difficult to keep them.

If Ye Donghuang made a big fuss in Shaolin but left safely, wouldn't his reputation in Shaolin be completely discredited?

And Zhao Shirong was by Ye Donghuang's side, and he didn't say bad things about Shaolin.

"Amitabha, there is no distinction between male and female demons, they are all demons!"

XuanDu looked at the tragic death of XuanCi again, his eyes became vicious and hot.

Grabbing with five fingers, three fallen leaves flew up from the ground and fell between his thumb and forefinger. When he threw it casually, the fallen leaves burst out like an indestructible hidden weapon, directly hitting Zhao Shirong's heart.

It is one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, the flower finger!

"not good!"

A strong crisis hit, Zhao Shirong's hairs stood on end, she saw Xuandu's movements from the corner of her eye, and wanted to dodge, but her opponent hit him with a stick, making her unable to dodge.

She swung her long sleeve with her right hand to block the slamming stick, and slapped the falling leaves with her left hand.

boom!

Attacking back and forth, Zhao Shirong blocked the long stick with his right hand, but felt a strong attack, his delicate body trembled, his arm lost consciousness instantly, his left hand barely blocked a fallen leaf, and the remaining two fallen leaves slammed into her chest!

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhao Shirong was sent flying, his light green clothes were dyed red, like a beautiful rose, about to wither.

"Damn it, it's really shameless, it's a sneak attack with more bullying!"

"Such a beautiful fairy looks like she's about to die!"

The melon-eating crowd onlookers were in an uproar. Xuandu's finger-twisting is also well-known in the martial arts circle. If he was hit head-on, the injuries can be imagined. In all likelihood, he would die!

"Shameless!"

Xiao Feng knocked Murong Bo back with a palm, he was very angry, he didn't expect the Shaolin eminent monk to act like this, he was really disappointed!

call out!

Ye Donghuang shook the floor-sweeping monk away with his palm, and his figure suddenly appeared behind Zhao Shirong, hugging him.

His face was very cold, he had been paying attention to the changes in the field just now, but the battlefield was changing rapidly, when Xuandu made a move, he happened to be held back by the sweeping monk, flawlessly distracted.

"Brother Ye!"

Zhao Shirong reached out and touched Ye Donghuang's face, feeling that life was passing by quickly, she knew she was dying.

"Don't talk, I won't let anything happen to you!"

Ye Donghuang injected Ten Thousand Dao True Qi into Zhao Shirong's body, sealed her wound, stopped the bleeding, and at the same time used the healing ability of Ten Thousand Dao True Qi to heal her heart that was shattered by the force of the Nianhua Finger.

"Yeah, Brother Ye, I believe in you, you are omnipotent!"

Zhao Shirong smiled sweetly, but the pale cheeks and the deep red at the corners of the mouth were so poignant and so distressing.

"Dare to hurt you, I will kill him all over the house!"

Ye Donghuang kissed her lightly on the forehead, raised his head, and looked coldly at the sweeping monk.

"Little friends are domineering, are you only allowed to kill, and we should just catch them and wait to be killed?"

At this moment, the sweeping monk no longer has the demeanor of a master before, and has become like ordinary people, with greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred and anger.

Because of Ye Donghuang, dozens of his Shaolin disciples were killed and injured, and the loss was heavy.

Even Xuanci was beaten to death with a single blow, and the prestige accumulated by Shaolin for hundreds of years disappeared all at once.

"Yes, I want to kill you, you have to die!"

Ye Donghuang's imposing manner was overwhelming, with his long hair flying, like an unrivaled demon god.

Zhao Shirong leaned against Ye Donghuang's arms, looked at his resolute face, and listened to his domineering voice, feeling sweet in his heart.

At this moment, even death is worth it.

The people who eat melons around are terrified by this breath, and have the urge to escape from Shaolin, feeling that staying here is too scary!

"What a devil, today the poor monk will eliminate one evil for the Jianghu martial arts!"

The sweeping monk laughed back angrily, he hadn't seen such an arrogant person for a long time, even Xiaoyaozi didn't dare to say such big words in front of him.

"die!"

Ye Donghuang hugged Zhao Shirong with his left hand, and stepped forward with great momentum, coming to bring the sweeping monk in front of him, and punched him down.

"I see how you kill me?"

The floor-sweeping monk didn't care at all. Although Ye Donghuang was physically strong, it was possible to kill him, so he raised his hand and blasted him with a prajna palm.

Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills are also in his hands, and they are superb.

However, when the two palms were about to collide, Ye Donghuang's punch suddenly shifted a little on purpose, avoiding the collision with the sweeping monk, and punched the sweeping monk's chest.

At the same time, the sweeping monk's Prajna palm fell hard on Ye Donghuang's chest.

Life for life, injury for injury!

Boom!

The full fist and palm strength of the two exploded in each other's chest.

Even if Zhao Shirong is protected by Ye Donghuang's power, he can still feel the palpitating and terrifying power!

That is a terrifying power that can destroy her a hundred times in an instant!

"Brother Ye!"

Zhao Shirong exclaimed, it was hard to imagine what would happen if that terrifying palm landed on him.

And Ye Donghuang worked so hard for her. Thinking of this, she was even more moved and guilty, her beautiful eyes were red and full of worry.

"Ye Donghuang!"

Wu Xingyun, Li Qiushui, and Li Canghai exclaimed, and a terrifying breath erupted, breaking apart the crumbling Eighteen Arhats formation and the Vajra Demon Subduing formation. The Shaolin monks who formed the formation were severely injured, and the weak ones were directly shocked to death.

Seeing Zhao Shirong in Ye Donghuang's arms, the three of them were full of jealousy!

If they were the ones who were injured, would Ye Donghuang fight for them and the sweeping monk?

In fact, Ye Donghuang didn't try his best, and it was impossible for Zhao Shirong to let him try his best.

He also has Dongfang Qingyi, and a host of other women, and it is impossible for him to abandon all the others and go all out for one of them.

With his physical body, exchanging injuries with the sweeping monk will not be life-threatening.

It wasn't like this before, but he was sure to take down the sweeping monk without getting hurt.

Now that Zhao Shirong is injured, he has no choice but to change his plan and make a quick decision!

Zhao Shirong is his default woman, if you get hurt, you can get hurt, anyway, he will recover soon, so let Zhao Shirong make it up to him at night!

"puff!"

The sweeping monk spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were gloomy, he couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been injured.

The corner of Ye Donghuang's mouth also overflowed with blood, and the palm of the invincible Grandmaster was not so pleasant.

Fortunately, his Wan Dao Chaos Body is strong, and the Wan Dao Donghuang Jing is running. The injury just now has basically healed, but he still looks seriously injured on the surface.

"Okay, okay, if you want to fight hard with me, let's see who can beat the other!"

The floor-sweeping monk was furious, and even the poor monk didn't use it anymore, and used me directly, strands of golden light bloomed all over his body, and the cassock shattered, revealing a lean and strong body!

The golden light flowing on the surface of his body conveys the meaning of indestructibility, immortality and indestructibility of the vajra, but it is the body refining method he cultivated, the vajra glazed body.

Although Ye Donghuang's physical body is strong, he has confidence in his Vajra Glass Body!

"war!"

Ye Donghuang threw Zhao Shirong to Wu Xingyun, and fought fiercely with the sweeping monk. The two of them punched to the flesh, and it depends on who can't hold it first!

"Hiss! What a ruthless person. Ye Donghuang clearly had the upper hand before, but now he uses this desperate style of play. It seems that woman is really important to him!"

"Yes! If there is a man who is willing to work hard for me, I will be worth it even if I die!"

A fat aunt with a pockmarked face was carrying a mace, her eyes were narrowed, full of envy and jealousy.

Swish Swish Swish!

After the voice fell, the surrounding area of ​​the fat aunt was emptied, and the lethality was too great!

"mean!"

Suddenly, the mournful and indignant voice of the floor-sweeping monk resounded through the world, and everyone was puzzled and looked intently.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

I saw a sword in Ye Donghuang's hand at some point. The sword had already been inserted into the sweeping monk's chest and came out from the back!

"Win the king and lose the bandit!"

Ye Donghuang was so obsessed with talking nonsense to him, Donghuang's sword shook, and a terrifying power erupted.

Boom!

Under the unwilling and resentful eyes of the sweeping monk, he shattered it at once, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Sweeping monk, pawn!

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