Chapter 443

The legendary A San flight technique

The origin of this monk is extraordinary. He is a master from Nalanda Temple, the largest temple in the Tantric Buddhism. He practices Buddhist martial arts that have been passed down for more than a thousand years.

Yoga is one of its outstanding skills. In ancient India, Yoga was a very widely spread physical art and boxing technique. It was studied by Brahmins and Buddhism, so it is also one of the core cultural cores of India.

"Master Han Zhen, you can take action first."

The middle-aged Chinese bowed to the monk and said.

Both are top experts in the world and do not want to deal with one person at the same time. Even if the other party is very powerful and weird, they still have the pride of their own warriors.

Han Zhen nodded slightly and said, "I came here this time. I thought there was no chance to take action. Unexpectedly, this young man gave me too much surprise. He is powerful, but his demonic nature is too strong. If he enters my Buddhist practice and suppresses his demonic nature, he will be a hero in the world in the future. If he is very demonic, he will be a demon in the world and disrupt the peace of the world!"

Sim and the middle-aged Chinese all frowned secretly when they heard it.

My group came to do shameful things, but the monk said that he worked hard for world peace, and his motivation became much more noble.

People say that monks are the most shameless, and it is true.

Wang Hengxiao shouted at Fang Qiang, Wang Ming and others, asking them to leave first, punch him and directly suppress Bahad. Bahad's hard fists and feet were as hard as steel, which made Wang Hengxiao's blood and blood weak. This man practiced Muay Thai to a level.

However, Wang Hengxiao's extremely domineering force also made Bahad gradually lose consciousness throughout his body, and he could only instinctively punch and kick and suppress it, dragging Wang Hengxiao and others to rescue him.

Fang Qiang went to help Wang Ming up and hurriedly ran into the darkness to see if the reinforcements led by Du Yuecheng had arrived.

Huo Xiaoyan was also pulled away by two colleagues.

Sim's eyes flashed. He wanted to kill Fang Qiang and Wang Ming who had left several times, but he thought that this would disperse his power, so he gave up. The main purpose this time was Wang Hengxiao.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha..."

Wang Hengxiao finally hit Bahad with two punches and floated down the plate, flew out directly, fell to the ground and rolled out several meters away, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a flushed complexion.

With the Buddha's name, a thin-faced bald monk suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hengxiao, speaking Chinese, but his face was not Chinese.

"You are A San?"

Wang Hengxiao shouted in a deep voice: "One day, I will demolish your temple."

"Amitabha, the donor is guilty. If you put down your butcher's knife and follow me to the monk, I can keep the donor safe."

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Monk Han Zhen clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows and said with his eyes pleasing.

Wang Hengxiao ignored it and turned around and ran towards the front door. Sim placed his hands on the back door. There must be not many experts in the front door, so he could easily fight out.

At this time, Wang Hengxiao also felt the danger. Although his secret boxing skills were powerful, they continued to consume the potential of essence and blood and could not last long. Once it was long, the qi and blood would be deficient, and their strength would not increase but decline. At that time, they might be captured alive.

Very weird.

Han Zhen slowly floated off the ground, flew towards Wang Hengxiao, folded his hands together, as if the flying Buddha was pressing directly on Wang Hengxiao's head!

Flying technique!

Sim and the middle-aged Chinese both frowned.

Wang Hengxiao was also shocked.

This is something that exists in legend. Although there are many international biographies of celebrities who have seen the Indians with their own eyes and monks who have mastered their yoga practices can fly, there is still no definite record in reality. There are some cheating Ah San performing tricks on the street to defraud money.

In the 1970s and 1980s, the United States and the United States once held a large-scale flight art performance gathering. Many masters who have achieved success in yoga appeared in the square to perform flight art. It is said that the highest one can fly more than ten or twenty meters, or even higher.

But there are only written records, no pictures or video descriptions. It is said that it was controlled by the US and the US government, but only people at that time knew the truth.

at this time!

The flying technique really appeared in front of you.

This monk A San is not ordinary.

Wang Hengxiao was thinking about it and had time to study the most authentic Yin and ancient yoga techniques.

"I represent the Buddha's walking time, suppress the evil demons, donor, don't struggle!"

Han Zhen said with a compassionate face.

Wang Hengxiao snorted coldly and shouted: "Pretending to be a ghost, I see how powerful you are!"

over!

Wang Hengxiao suddenly jumped up and punched Monk Han Zhen, who was flying in the air and five or six meters above the ground.

Han Zhen picked up the flower in his palm and smiled slightly. As if the Buddha had arrived, his palm slowly stretched out and fought with Wang Hengxiao in a real battle!

Bang...

The space where the two of them fought made a muffled sound, and a stream of air scattered everywhere. The air surging within a few dozen meters was radius, as if a hurricane was brewing.

Wang Hengxiao was hit by Han Zhen and fell to the ground with one palm, and Han Zhen was hit and flew upwards for more than one meter.

However, Wang Hengxiao knew that this monk A San was very powerful.

He is one of the most powerful people he has met so far. He may be better than his master Li Jiansheng and can catch up with Mr. Zhang Yicheng.

Just now, Wang Hengxiao jumped from the ground and started attacking down to the ground, and his strength reached the extreme, but Han Zhen was in the air and had nowhere to leverage his strength. He fought with Wang Hengxiao with his body.

In this way, it was evenly matched, so Wang Hengxiao was weaker!

"Old monk, the future is long."

After that, Wang Hengxiao turned around and ran away again.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

In a moment!

Three bullets flew over, blocking all directions and spaces of Wang Hengxiao's retreat. Wang Hengxiao hurriedly stopped and twisted strangely in the air. Two bullets flew over while rubbing their clothes, leaving a burning mark on the clothes, and the skin was sore that it was scorching.

This bullet is not Lao Zheng's small-caliber pistol, but a sniper rifle bullet. It was hit, and Wang Hengxiao's muscle skin also left a transparent hole in his body.

"Donor, stay."

Han Zhen shouted, suddenly pounced down, and his palms fell from the sky.

Wang Hengxiao rushed to fight, and a huge force knocked Wang Hengxiao backwards with a loud bang. Two holes were directly knocked out of the two brick walls behind, making a raucous sound.

More than a dozen black shadows around rushed up to check the situation, fearing that Wang Hengxiao would run away, and Bahad was one of them.

Wang Hengxiao did run away. With the help of Monk Han Zhen's powerful force, he flew backwards. The wall was broken by two fists, and he ran out of the underground boxing market directly. There was an underground parking lot outside. More than a dozen people and Monk Han Zhen were chasing him.

at the same time!

Several snipers hiding in the dark exerted force at the same time, and bullets slashed through the air and whistled, the sound made Wang Hengxiao's skin numb.

"Super big!"

Wang Hengxiao secretly blamed himself in his heart. He had always thought that he was an invincible master and acted a little unscrupulously. This time, even though he knew that the other party was prepared, he jumped into the trap arrogantly.

I didn't expect that the other party had prepared so many methods and sacrificed two masters Hill and Cage to make time arrangements. There was a range of sniper shooting in all directions. Even this underground parking lot was within the observation range of the opponent's scope.

"Little brother, stop running, you can't escape today."

The middle-aged Chinese man appeared on the other side of the parking lot, and said slowly: "You are also Chinese, I don't want to attack you, don't force me."

"You've taken action against me."

Wang Hengxiao said indifferently.

"Hurry up, there's not much time."

Sim and his group chased after him and shouted.

Although less than ten minutes have passed, there are already a lot of reinforcements from Wang Hengxiao. The reinforcements on Wang Hengxiao will come back soon and the police are also there. Even if Sim is not afraid and has the highest power around him, it is unwise to confront the official people. If it is exposed, it is difficult to get out.

"Amitabha."

Monk Han Zhen yelled the Buddha's name, his feet slowly left the ground again, and floated towards Wang Hengxiao.

In fact, Wang Hengxiao guessed that this monk might have practiced the lower plate stub method such as Qianjin Pendant, and condescendingly induced Qianjin Pendant to have great power, not to mention that the monk's strength itself is so powerful that it is so powerful.

This is a truly comparable figure to the three mythological masters a hundred years ago.

In comparison, Wang Hengxiao is still a little bit different, but the difference is the difference. Among warriors, especially among masters, a slight difference is enough to determine destiny.

boom…………

Sudden!

A cement wall next to it was suddenly knocked away by huge force. Fang Qiang and Wang Ming drove two cars and hit them in, then drove directly along the lane, forcing Sim and more than a dozen people to bypass. Fang Qiang hurriedly waved to Wang Hengxiao.

Of course, Wang Hengxiao understood that when he flashed his body, he crossed a hundred meters in a few steps, and arrived at the truck driven by Wang Ming. Wang Ming quickly turned the steering wheel and drove towards the exit.

Dangdangdangdang………

A series of bullets hit the front of the truck, and the door was knocked into a series of sags, sparking everywhere. Wang Ming was unmoved at all and drove calmly.

Fang Qiang's car was going to hit Sim and others, so that they would not have the opportunity to organize people to chase them.

However, Monk Han Zhen, middle-aged Chinese, Ero, and Bahad passed by parked vehicles and ran towards the truck where Wang Hengxiao was. The speed was extremely fast. In a few blinks, he caught up with the truck. Han Zhen fell directly on the truck and directly printed his palms on Wang Hengxiao's chest.

At this time, Han Zhen didn't say nonsense and pretended to be compassionate, and acted ruthlessly.

The palms were pushed out and crushed like two walls.

Wang Hengxiao's body narrowed slightly, and his figure became softer. He greeted him with his hands. The big winding force burst out, constantly entangling the power in Han Zhen's hands, eroding the power therein.

At this time, Wang Hengxiao had an unsustainable feeling, and the consumption just now was really huge.
Chapter completed!