At this moment, at the entrance of Xuanri Temple.
Almost all the pilgrims who came to Xuanri Temple to worship Buddha were kicked out.
Xuanyi Temple's behavior undoubtedly aroused public anger, causing them to quarrel non-stop at the entrance of Xuanyi Temple.
However, in the face of this situation, the monk of Xuanri Temple not only did not comfort him, but directly shouted at everyone.
"In this important place of Buddhism, why are you making such a fuss? Can you bear the responsibility for disturbing the Buddha?!"
A middle-aged monk frowned. He saw that his momentum had frightened these people, and he was proud that he had practiced his lion's roar well.
So, he continued to keep a straight face and shouted loudly: "Today, I am standing here. If anyone wants to enter this door, he must step over me first!"
The middle-aged monk is very confident because he is a powerful early Xuan level warrior.
Now facing these ordinary people, he could at least fight hundreds of them by himself. He didn't believe that these pilgrims dared to attack together!
And the fact was just as he expected, none of these pilgrims dared to speak out.
Not only were they afraid of really disturbing the Buddha, they were also afraid of this middle-aged monk who was not easy to mess with at first glance.
However, at this moment, bursts of roaring sounds from sports cars suddenly exploded.
"Buzz~buzz~buzz~"
The roar was like the roar of a bull, full of wildness and explosion.
And in addition to the roar of the sports car, there are also the sounds of many motorcycles, which are also full of uninhibitedness.
"Huh? These people are so rich, but they actually drive so many sports cars in broad daylight? Amitabha, if they come to Xuanyi Temple to worship the Buddha, they must be asked to donate more incense money to the Buddha!"
The middle-aged monk murmured to himself, but the next moment, he was completely stunned.
Because there are dozens of luxury sports cars parked directly in front of Xuanri Temple. Lamborghinis, Ferraris, and Maseratis are all very common in the fleet.
And the color of these sports cars is all black. However, there is a fist-sized blood drop logo on the front of the car.
Seeing this sign, the middle-aged monk had no reaction, but felt a little strange.
But among the pilgrims, some were relatively well-informed and immediately recognized what it meant, and their brows instantly furrowed.
"Damn it! I know, this stinky monk kicked us out because he must want to flatter the Society of Spilled Blood and let the people of the Society of Spilled Blood worship the Buddha first!"
"It's really funny. How can these people from the Blood Society, with their hands stained with blood, be qualified to stand in front of the Buddha?"
"Haha, you are so naive! These days, as long as you have enough money, you can ask Buddha to make curry for you!"
"..."
Hearing the words of the pilgrims, the middle-aged monk was suddenly surprised. He did not expect that the largest underground force in Yanhai City would actually come to Xuanri Temple to worship Buddha.
This made him worried. If these people wanted to worship Buddha, should they be allowed in? Or should they be allowed in?
Just when the middle-aged monk was so distressed that he almost lost all his hair, a Rolls-Royce Phantom with blood drops on the front slowly stopped behind those sports cars.
The middle-aged monk became serious. He knew that the president of the Society of Spilled Blood was here!
But the other pilgrims stared angrily, and they were all furious. These rich people could really do whatever they wanted! In order to worship the Buddha, they even kicked them out.
The door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom was opened, and a one-armed man in a suit walked out and walked directly to the gate of Xuanri Temple.
Behind him were dozens of sports car owners. Each and every one of these sports car owners were full of energy, and their strength was at least at the peak of the Huang rank.
It can be said that these dozens of them have stepped out of the aura of thousands of others.
The middle-aged monk's face was instantly filled with a smile, and he walked directly towards Wang Yang, while extending his right hand.
With his behavior, any fool would know that the middle-aged monk wanted to shake hands with Wang Yang.
However, Wang Yang walked directly past the middle-aged monk and handed the napkin in his hand to the middle-aged monk.
"Throw this paper into the trash can, thank you!"
"Donor! What do you mean?"
The middle-aged monk looked ugly and threw the piece of waste paper directly to the ground. Because there was phlegm spitted out by Wang Yang in the piece of waste paper.
"It's not interesting. If you're not a garbage collector, just get out of the way. Don't disturb me as I want to go in!"
Wang Yang frowned, with a hint of impatience on his face. The boss is still waiting for him!
"As long as I'm here, you can't even think about going in. If you want to go in, you have to step on my body to get in!"
The middle-aged monk sneered, and several monks immediately surrounded Wang Yang.
However, Wang Yang seemed not to have seen this exactly. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly sighed: "This is such a big world, full of wonders! This is the first time I have encountered such a request!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yang's face darkened and he shouted to the sports car owners: "Brothers, give me a fight!"
Among the owners of sports cars, there are naturally Xuan-level warriors. In front of these Xuan-level warriors, the middle-aged monk who should have been powerful could not survive a single move and was directly knocked to the ground. Including other monks, as long as
Anyone who dares to stop me will be defeated!
After teaching these monks a lesson, Wang Yang stepped on his body and walked in with his brothers from the Society of Spilled Blood.
At this moment, buses stopped one after another. People in black clothes got off the buses silently one by one, and then walked into Xuanri Temple.
Seeing this scene, most of the pilgrims outside were so frightened that they covered their mouths, not knowing what to say.
Especially those who said before that Wang Yang was in the same den as the Xuanyi Temple Snake Rat, his face was full of shame!
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"You're lying. You keep saying your people are here, but where are your people?"
Abbot Chuanjia looked at Jiang Xiaofan with a sneer on his face, and Ling Qian and other monks from Xuanri Temple also laughed at him.
"Hahaha, have you seen this? This guy is just a braggart!"
"He is like this, and there are still people coming to save him? I think they are just cats and dogs!"
"Hmph! If you dare to show off in our Xuanri Temple, all brothers and sisters will take him down together later!"
Abbot Chuan Jia sneered and shook his head, and ordered the Vajra Arhat to subdue Jiang Xiaofan together.
But at this moment, there was suddenly a burst of noisy footsteps outside the door.
Listening to the sounds of those footsteps, each one is particularly calm and powerful, obviously they are people with deep inner strength.
"who is it?!"
Abbot Chuan Jia looked towards the door with an ugly expression, and found that it was a one-armed man.
And behind this one-armed man, there are actually dozens of people with the same extraordinary aura.
The momentum of each of these people is no weaker than Vajra Arhat, or even stronger.
The one-armed man in the lead walked directly in front of Jiang Xiaofan and bent down deeply.
"Boss, I'm late, please forgive me!"
The people brought by the one-armed man all knelt down and knelt down before Jiang Xiaofan, their movements neat and powerful!
Chapter completed!