History’s Strongest Shopkeeper

"The Wanjie Building is calm for too long!"

Zhou Yang stood in the Wanjie Building and looked at the monks facing each other and sighed softly.

“Is it a business activity?”

Zhou Yang thought about it in his heart, but his eyes were staring at the monks who were getting more and more intense outside.

The Shaolin Temple Alliance is very strong, but the strength of the Panyu League is also strong, the master is like a cloud, the surface looks like a match.

"We still have to solve the Vajrafoam first." The Golden Wheel King said to the arrogant and arrogant.

Now that their side is taking the initiative, there is no need to sweep the floor and they are facing each other.

What they need is to turn this initiative into an advantage and gradually replace the power of Shaolin Temple in Wanjielou.

"Humph!"

鸠摩智 slammed into the floor and turned around with a large group of Panyu wearing a variety of costumes, disappeared in Wanjie Mall.

"How to do?"

All the abbots of Shaolin Temple looked at the plain sweeping eyes with their eyes.

The Buddhism formed by the Shaolin Temple Alliance is not weaker than any national power, but they are now facing all the forces of the Wanjielou.

As long as they get rid of the influence of the events of the big day, then Qin Shihuang's Zheng Zheng, Tang Taizong Li Shimin and Han Wudi Liu Qi, although they may continue to suppress Shaolin Temple, but at most limit the strength of Shaolin Temple.

There is no need to worry any more, worrying about the day when the army is pressing the border, and the soldiers are surrounding the Shaolin Temple.

Sweeping the floor and looking at the disappearing 鸠摩智 and others, shaking their heads slightly.

Although Mo Zhizhi is a bit arrogant, it is not easy to be arrogant and sensible.

It is difficult to obtain the right to dispose of King Kong Buddha through the way of gambling.

Moreover, the Moxie and his party are not so stupid, and the great advantage is not used, but they are not worth the gambling.

"Do you know who bought the King Kong Buddha in the store?"

At this time, Wanjielou walked out of a monk, the white bone Buddha in the world of the Westward Journey, about a foot tall, with a large string of white bones on the neck, a black sly face with a hint of gloom, posing to Wanjie Mall The hawker asked softly.

Although he was angry, he still dared not lose his temper to the customers of Wanjie Mall. Who knows if it will attract the attention of Wanjielou shopkeepers.

"I was bought by a group of Panyu, and he was executed." The small vendors selling solar appliances replied, this is not a secret thing, and many people have seen it.

"Where are you going?"

The white bone Buddha is anxious, and he has been secretly inquiring about the rules of the Wanjie Building.

As long as the King Kong Buddha is bought, the owner of the Wanjie Building will not mind the little things that the King Kong Buddha snatched the goods.

Who knows that Kung Pao Buddha’s effort was bought by people.

A Buddha in Jindan is not cheap. The Buddha of the Bone takes all his treasures and all the treasures of the Buddha. He decided to buy the Vajrayana today.

As a result, I found the King Kong Buddha in Wanjielou, and I have disappeared.

"Where can I go? Of course, the world where the Wanshang Primary School is located." The small traders are impatient.

The white bone Buddha in front of his body is too burly, blocking all the vacancies in front of his booth and affecting other guests.

"How can I go to the primary school of Wanjie?" The Buddha of the Bone Bone is anxious, and the Buddha of Vajrayana can't die.

"If you have a valuable point, you can." After the small trader answered the question, he closed his eyes and raised his mind. He planned to stop taking care of the Buddha.

The white bone Buddha heard the words and hurried back to Wanjielou.

"Maybe there is a better chance."

The sweeping mantle vaguely remembers the white-bone Buddha in front of him. He is the monk of the Mahayana Buddhism in the Westward Journey. From his expression, he should have a good relationship with the Vajray Buddha.

"Let's go one step at a time." The sweeping floor said, touched the ordinary membership card flashing with dazzling light, disappeared in Wanjie Mall.

"This is the Buddha of Vajrayana. Although I believe in Buddhism in Buddhism, it does not mean that we will let these Buddhas do what they want. Today, as a Buddhist leader, I will judge it, and the result of the trial will be sent to the reincarnation." On the streets of the small town, I said to the students of the Wanyuan Primary School, which is surrounded by densely populated areas.

To rob the goods of the primary school of Wanjie, of course, the crime is not dead.

Just to better show his attitude, to put an end to the revenge of King Buddha, and to choose to kill King Kong Buddha.

King Kong Buddha is a self-cultivator of Jin Danjing. Now he is going to be executed. For the students in the primary school of Wanjie, most of them are still practicing, but it is very lively.

"The law of the court is executed!"

Wu Mozhi looked at the resentful King Kong Buddha and spoke to a bronzed monk next to him.

"Uncle Shi, do we want to stop?" Xuanci’s abbot looked at the King Kong Buddha, who was about to be sentenced, and turned to look at the floor.

If the group of people who have been killed by Mozhizhi killed King Kong Buddha, their Shaolin Temple Alliance will definitely be at a disadvantage for the next period of time.

"There is no one to save people." There was no change in the look of the sweeping scorpion. I felt a strong momentum that suddenly appeared, and the voice was a little cold.

Hey~

The white bone Buddha appeared in the primary school of Wanjie. When he read the slight perception, he discovered the Buddha Buddha below the town.

The white-bone Buddha did not talk much at all, and flew to the small town below the mountain. At the same time, the white bones on the neck turned into a streamer, and the broken bronze knife in the hands of the execution of the bronze monk.

Ding!

A metal strike sounded, and the bronze monk retreated backwards and flew straight out.

The broken knife in his hand was crushed by the smashing, and the bronze mouth of the bronze monk was full of blood and even broken bones.

If there is no Wanjielou, this hand can be said to have been scrapped.

"Six-pulse sword!"

鸠摩智 looked at the glorious Buddha Buddha and the bruised bronze monk, a gloomy face.

The ring finger is gently pressed against the white bone Buddha, and a white light is shot from his ring finger, like a light sword directly shooting the white bone Buddha.

The white-bone Buddha looked at the unscathed Vajray Buddha and took a light breath, not paying attention to the oncoming white light.

The white bones that have already flown back again flew out of his hands and greeted the white light. When the two touched each other, the white light was scattered by the white bones, and the white bones still flew to the sorcerer.

In the face of the rapidly flying white bones and beads, the sullen face of the sorrowful and sorrowful eyes was a dignified, and the black monk in front of him turned out to be a master.

"Just take you Liwei!"

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It was just for the people in the sweeping area to see his strength and let the sweeping people know how difficult it was to retreat.

One wants to save, one wants to kill, there is no room for peace talks.

In an instant, the two men fought together, and they were acquainted with the Buddha's authentic martial arts. The great strength of the great masters was only a gap with the white bone Buddha in the late Jin Dan.

However, after blocking the two tricks of 鸠摩智, the white bone Buddha did not fight, and a flash, rushed to the sealed Vajray Buddha.

Only the white bone Buddha was not close to the Vajray Buddha, and was intercepted by a figure.

The white bone Buddha retreats quickly, and he feels a threat from the man in front of him.

boom!

The King of the Golden Wheel looked at the retreating Buddha of the Bone, and smashed it on the body of the Buddha of Vajrayana. He had a powerful force that shattered the bones of the upper body of the Vajray Buddha.

If it wasn't for the initial cultivation of Jin Dan, and protecting his body, King Kong Buddha would probably be dead under this palm.

But now it is dying, I am afraid it will not last for a while.

"You are looking for death!"

The white-bone Buddha looked at the Vajray Buddha, who was about to die. His face was smashed, and the white bones of his hands gradually became larger. Each white bone and the beads were as big as a fist, with a total of seventy-two pieces.

If King Kong Buddha died, he did not know when he had to wait until he was successful.

The white-bone Buddha, who is mad, will play the left and right of the two men, the sorcerer and the sorcerer, and only the power of parry.

"It's so strong!"

The students of Wanshou Elementary School look at the martial arts and the Golden Wheel King who fought against Jin Dan, and such a powerful strength may have already surpassed the ground.

boom! boom!

The bones of the white bones are full of mana spurting ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will smash the two men of the martial arts and the Golden Wheel, and rush toward the dying King Kong Buddha. One hand will lift the Vajrayana and leave quickly.

But at the moment when the white bone Buddha flew away, someone moved!

"If you come to the eleventh style of the palm of your hand, the wrath of the Buddha!" ​​At this moment, everyone saw the golden light shining on the sweeping floor, with a meditation.

At the same time, a powerful momentum emerged from his body like a volcanic eruption.

The next moment, the white bone Buddha who had already flown to the sky to prepare to walk away, saw a giant palm of black and gold, and photographed them directly.

Boom!

The white bone Buddha did not have time to calm down and return to Wanjie Mall, and was shot down by the black gold giant palm.

In an instant, the mountain shakes below, and the mountain stone blows up. Under the black gold palm, a mountain of hundreds of meters is half-burned.

The smoke dissipated and everyone looked stunned.

The Buddha's bones were destroyed, and the bones of the Buddha's bones were broken. They lay on the ground and couldn't move. The blood of the mouth was raging. When his white bones were protecting him, he was turned into ashes.

Everyone has been speechless for a long time, looking at his face and calmly sweeping the floor.

How could it be so strong?

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Seeking recommendations! ! ! Seeking a monthly ticket! ! ! ! (To be continued.)