Chapter 448 Shaolin Dragon Ball 2
Long Jinhuan and the four of them rushed to the Shaolin Temple Tarin. Long Jinhuan was not in a hurry to appear, but waited to reap the benefits of the fisherman.
"Don't talk, don't listen, don't look at you three old bald donkeys. I think you are tired of living, and you dare to stop me. Know it, let me take the Dragon Ball away, or your Shaolin Temple will flow into a river. I'll turn all three of you into life." The devil stood on a spire and threatened the three old monks below.
Around, many people from the Demon Gate are fighting against the Shaolin Monk. Just depending on the situation, the people in Shaolin Temple are generally at a downfall. These monks usually eat some cabbage and radishes. Now they have to work with people and suffer losses.
"Amitabha, the devil should not be rampant. Today, the three of us are going to accept you as a demon for Wulin. After saying that, the three monks jumped up and hit the devil on the top of the tower together.
"Hahaha, I don't know if I'm alive or dead! Let me send you back to the west." The devil suddenly pulled out a black knife from behind him.
"Drink the magic knife!" Long Jinhuan exclaimed in his heart. This is the weapon used by Wang Deyuan. How did it get into the hands of this devil? Is it possible that this devil is really from the Wang family?
It must be. If this demon is the Wang family, how can the Wang family be willing to borrow the treasure knife? But who is this bastard? Listening to the sound, it can't be Wang Deyuan and Wang Weijian. Is it Wang Shixun, the son of Wang Weijian? Long Jinhuan has made up his mind. He must take off the devil's mask later and see what this bastard looks like.
Long Jinhuan is also very interested in the three old bald donkeys. Listening to their legal name, he seems to be very arrogant, so he asked his godfather, "Are these three old monks dumb, blind and deaf?"
Xu Shan said in surprise, "Yes, these three old monks are called three monks. It's just a rumor that they have been sitting in Huaxi for a long time. I didn't expect to hide here to protect the Dragon Ball of Shaolin Temple over the years. When the three monks and Abbot Shaolin saw them, they all had to call their uncle respectfully.
"The strength of these three monks is not low, and they have reached the lower level of Wusheng. Although it seems difficult to fight against the devil, you can't lose for a while. Let's watch the play here so that we can reap the benefits of the fisherman. Long Jinhuan proposed.
The strength of the devil has reached the upper level of the martial arts saint. Now there is a magic weapon such as a magic knife, which is more like a fish in water. The three monks can't attack the devil at all. If it hadn't been for the true spirit of the Buddha's family, it would have been the nemesis of all demons and evil, and they would have been defeated.
In the place where the four people fought, the internal force raged, and the raised sand and stone enveloped the four people in it, and others could not see the situation inside at all. Before long, a heavy bell suddenly rang.
Dong, every bell rings, blows the raging sand and rocks around, and finally waits for the sand and stones to dissipate. Everyone saw clearly that the three old monks didn't know when they took a big bell.
If the clock doesn't listen to the monk, he can only hold it, otherwise no one's eardrum can stand it. Without saying anything, the two old monks kept pounding the bronze bell behind the clock.
Dong, a huge amount of energy spewed out from the mouth of the clock and hit the devil's head. The devil did not dare to neglect it. He clenched the magic knife with both hands and split it out. A sharp knife gas was against the huge energy. The two energies collided and collapsed the surrounding pagodas.
"Hahaha, carvingworm skills, let's see how many internal forces you have available!" The devil laughed arrogantly.
"Three people work together!" He shouted without looking at it.
He tried his best to throw the giant clock into the air, and then the three old monks jumped up again. In the air, he didn't listen to put his palms on the back of the silent, and put his palms against the back of the blind man. He accurately slapped his palms on the giant clock in the air.
Dong! The bell seems to come from a distant spiritual mountain. It is not sound, but it makes people feel good, as if they can forget all the troubles.
Then a roaring golden lion ran out of the mouth of the giant clock and ran towards the devil's head. The devil did not dare to neglect. The energy of his body ran rapidly, injected a lot of energy into the magic knife, and then split Huashan with a force. The knife was like a black python, hitting the flying lion.
The two giant energy beasts bit together, which can be said to be up and down. The three monks are still beating the giant clock and injecting energy into the lion. And the devil does not stop injecting energy into the magic knife, making the python more fierce.
The two sides are in a stalemate like this, but Long Jinhuan can see that the three monks are obviously a little powerless, and it will be a matter of time before they fail. But at this moment, an old monk with a broom appeared between the two sides.
"Brother De Zen! It's great that you're here. Come on, get rid of this evil for Wulin and Shaolin. I don't hear the old monk say excitedly.
"Ah, the Zen mage is also alive. It seems that the Shaolin Temple is really hidden. Xu Shan said in surprise again.
"It turns out that this pretentious old monk is called De Chan. I have experienced the strength of this old monk, and he has reached the middle level of Wu Sheng. With him joining, the devil looks very difficult." Long Jinhuan actually worried about the devil's leisure.
"Little dragon, don't say disrespectful words. The master of Dechan is a master of martial arts. In those years, he was highly valued in martial arts. Don't look at the three monks who are about to be unable to support him, and Master Dechan will not take advantage of the danger of others to attack the devil. Xu Shan taught him a little lesson.
Damn it, so careless! Your sister, if this old bald donkey can sneak up on the devil, Shaolin Temple still has a chance to turn defeat into victory. Otherwise, when the devil slows down, even the old bald donkey of Dechan can't beat him.
The devil was also worried that Dechan would take the opportunity to attack. He was so angry. Why can all the old bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple live so well? Hundreds of years old people don't die, and it doesn't matter if they don't die. Their strength is not weak. It's not a fucking thing!
"Old monk Dechan, you are a Taoist monk. If you do a sneak attack, be careful to spread it out, so that the whole world will say that the monks of Shaolin Temple are sanctimonial and dead donkeys." The devil can only use fame to contain the old monk Dechan with something that is worthless in his eyes.
"Amitabha, this benefactor, if you can put down the dragon ball, the old man will not take advantage of the danger of others, and also ensure that you leave Shaolin safely. If you are still obsessed, you will have to do it for heaven. De Chan put his hands together and said.
"Okay, I admit defeat. I don't have to ask for Dragon Ball, but for my apprentice, that is, the current saint of my holy door. I came to steal the Shaolin Dragon Ball in order to let him practice. Since there is nothing I can do, I will return the Dragon Ball to you. The devil suddenly said so.
"Fuck, scolded the one next door. This bastard not only framed me, but also took advantage of me. Damn, I won't kill you." Long Jinhuan suddenly cursed in a low voice in anger.
After saying that, Long Jinhuan was about to attack the devil with a hidden weapon, but Xu Shan stopped him. "Xiaolong, wait until he takes out the Dragon Ball."
Long Jinhuan held the little dragon flying stick in his hand. When the devil took out the dragon ball, he inserted it in his eyes.
Over there, the devil said to De Chan, "How can I hand over the Dragon Ball at this moment? I'm afraid that if I'm a little dispointed, I will be injured by the three monks.
"No, this bastard wants to play tricks." Long Jinhuan suddenly said. However, Long Jinhuan did not stop it. First of all, the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple were not a good thing. They took the dragon ball of Long Jinhuan as their own sacred objects. Second, he is still waiting for the devil to take out the dragon ball.
De Chan nodded to his brothers, so the three monks slowly reduced the energy output. But they didn't completely withdraw their energy.
The devil also reduces his energy until he can free a hand and take out the dragon ball from his arms. The devil made up histoe to throw the Dragon Ball to Dechan.
It's just that the direction of the devil's throwing suddenly turned, and the dragon ball, mixed with huge energy, suddenly threw it to the opposite Sanbul Monk.
The first thing to do is not look at the monk. The old monk Dechan didn't expect the devil's words to be so untrustworthy. In order not to let his brothers die, Dechan did not attack the demon, but chased Dragon Ball and wanted the next blow.
The devil smiled gistly and shouted, "Go to hell, you!" With that, the devil raised the internal force to the limit and injected it all into the magic knife.
The python suddenly increased several times, tore up the weak male lion in a few strokes, and then rushed to the four monks, San Bu and Dechan.
"Damn it, you should die for me too!" Long Jinhuan suddenly flew out from behind the pagoda in the distance. First, he threw two dragon flying sticks at the devil's head, and then teleported to grab the dragon ball in the air.