"Damn! Damn! What did I see! Is this really a murder?"

"I blinded my dog's eyes! How did this old monk appear? The people in the delegation are really dead?"

"What a big deal, something big happens!"

In order to show his majesty, Sojiro Noda has always allowed reporters to follow the interview records when challenging various sects. A live broadcast host of Tiggo.com has become the only person in the live broadcast. For this reason, Tiggo.com specially gave the host a special high-definition satellite mobile phone to clearly display the live broadcast to everyone.

Now, as soon as the crazy monk Puyuan appeared, he killed all the people in the entire Japanese delegation. This terrible scene made the audience who watched the live broadcast exclaim.

More than forty people were like dominoes, blew blood and fell to the ground one after another, like bundles of straw blown down by the strong wind, looking strange and terrifying.

At this time, Sojiro Noda's face turned pale and his heart was bleeding.

This time, in order to establish his authority and to show off the strength of the Japanese martial arts world, the members of the delegation are all masters in martial arts practice, and they are almost one-third of the elites in the entire Japanese.

Now one-third of the masters were actually killed by the crazy old monk in front of him with his supreme internal strength. This was equivalent to the destruction of the entire Japanese martial arts masters. Without a hundred years, they could not recover!

"I hate it so much!"

Noda Sojiro was heartbroken, "I always thought that after so long, the crazy monk Puyuan had already been transformed, but he didn't expect that he would still be alive! I want to know that he is still alive, and I said I would not come to Shaolin Temple no matter what!"

When the crazy monk Puyuan killed a lot in Europe, the global shock caused not only the underground forces in European and American countries, but also the Japanese martial arts world was shocked. The combat power of the martial arts master was known by the world's major forces for the first time.

However, it took Puyuan a fifty or sixty years to make a big fuss in Europe and the United States, and at least fifty or sixty years have passed since now. Everyone outside thought that this crazy monk had passed away long ago. Even when talking about Puyuan in the Japanese martial arts world, they thought that Puyuan had become a part of the world.

Noda Sojiro had collected a lot of information about the Chinese sect before he was in China. There was no news about Puyuan in this information, so he dared to come with peace of mind. If he knew that Puyuan was still alive, he would not dare to come to China at all.

It’s not that Noda Sojiro is afraid of Puyuan. If Puyuan is a normal person with clear brains, even if he is a rare master of martial arts, Noda Sojiro is not afraid of him.

But the mad monk Puyuan's madness is well known worldwide. A normal person faces a madman, and this madman is a guy with great force. No matter how conceited Sojiro Noda was, he didn't want to fight with Puyuan.

If you fight a madman, let alone whether you can win. Just dealing with his crazy spirit is enough to make people feel headache.

Moreover, if a madman fights, he will be desperate. Even if Noda Sojiro can win by chance, he will probably suffer serious injuries that are difficult to recover, and he may even die together.

Therefore, Noda Sojiro naturally stayed away from the crazy monk Puyuan.

Not everyone is as lucky as Guo Dalu. If he fails to become a master of martial arts, he will be able to escape from the hands of Puyuan. Besides, how could the battle between masters escape regardless of face?

As soon as Noda Sojiro approached the Shaolin Temple gate, he sensed the violent and chaotic aura of Puyuan. He immediately knew that the crazy monk who was fighting in Europe and the United States was still alive, so his face changed color and he turned around and left.

But he could sense Puyuan, and Puyuan could naturally sense him. The crazy monk was in the Sutra Pavilion for a long time and wanted to have a rival but could not get it. He had already felt so uncomfortable all over. Now he felt that a master who was not inferior to him approached, so he was naturally very excited.

When he was young, he was caught by the Japanese pirates invading China. He hated the Japanese very much and killed many Japanese masters. At this time, he actually sensed the breath of Japanese warriors and became violent.

The old monk was a little crazy at first, but now after sensing the breath of Sojiro Noda, he was full of murderous heart and couldn't bear it, so he fucked all the minions as soon as he appeared.

In the eyes of this crazy monk, there is no kingly law at all. He only acts with his will. He kills him when he should, and stops when he should stop. Whenever he has a flash of inspiration, he may become the Bodhi fruit of killing, and from then on, he will achieve the Bodhi fruit of Bodhi.

on site.

Puyuan went to Zhechan and approached Noda Sojiro step by step. The Zen stick drooped on the rocky road, leaving a deep mark, and sparks flew everywhere.

The entire Zen stick in Puyuan's hand was like a firecracker igniting a fuse, and it seemed to explode at any time.

"Bang bang bang!"

As Puyuan moved forward step by step, it was like thunders ringing in succession underground, and the ground within a radius of more than ten meters was swaying slightly.

Under Puyuan's forced force, Sojiro Noda retreated step by step. A samurai sword inserted between his waist could not help but buzzed lightly as he retreated, and the entire blade slowly popped out of the scabbard inch by inch.

The knife on Sojiro Noda's waist has never been pulled out since he came to China. The martial arts master who fought with him before is not worth his draw. He is enough to defeat the enemy with bare hands, so this knife has only played the role of an ornament these days and has lost its actual significance.

But today, it is finally time to draw the sword. Facing the Zen Staff of the Crazy Monk Pu, there is probably only one person in the world who can deal with it without weapons, but this person will never be Sojiro Noda.

It was not until this time that the audience came to their senses and screamed everywhere. The group of people who were originally watching the fun were shocked and ran down the mountain desperately.

"Killing! This old monk killed someone!"

"Run, run quickly, it's really going to be dead!"

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The scene was in chaos.

Leng Beifei and Wang Gangdan were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

Even though these Japanese people were rampant, they were still quite sensible after all, and they did not cause any death. But when Puyuan appeared like this, the good guy suddenly took these people!

The group of Japanese who were originally showing off their power and power were completely killed, leaving only a big boss like Sojiro Noda.

Although this situation seems to be relieved, it is not a big deal after all. After so many people died, it is going to happen if something big will happen. When an international dispute occurs, no one will lose the fruit of it.

"Senior, stop fighting!"

"Monkey, don't kill anyone!"

Seeing Puyuan pressing step by step, Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei looked at each other, and at the same time flew towards Puyuan, trying to stop the old monk from killing.

When the two of them left the ground, the Zen stick in Puyuan's hand suddenly shaking. Several strings of copper rings hanging at the head of the Zen stick collided with each other, making a harsh sound, which shocked the two of them, and their breath was not smooth. The person paused in the air, and then staggered to the ground.

Leng Beifei and Wang Gangdan were shocked, and only then did they realize the old monk's power.

After the copper ring of Puyuan Zen Staff sounded, it stopped. It was obviously just a bracelet-sized copper ring, and the sound made was incredibly loud and sharp, and the listeners felt disgusted. The audience who had not yet walked away were shocked by the sound of the copper ring and their bodies became weak and they couldn't help but retching.

Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei sighed, knowing that the power of them alone could no longer stop them.

Since they could not stop them, they had to save the audience next to them. The two of them immediately flashed and took the audience one by one to the bottom of the mountain.

"Let me go, let me go, I still want to broadcast live!"

When Wang Gangdan caught a young man walking down the mountain, the man holding his cell phone kept struggling, "I have to broadcast the entire process today, otherwise the boss will deduct his salary!"

Wang Gangdan said: "Idiot, is salary important or life important?"

The young man struggled and said, "What's the point of living without money?"

Wang Gangdan laughed and scolded: "Nonsense!"

He ignored this person's struggle and carried him to the mountainside like a chicken.

In front of Shaolin Temple.

Puyuan and Sojiro Noda still walked and retreated.

When Noda Sojiro retreated one after another, seeing his back pressing against the trunk of an old pine tree, a long roar suddenly came out of his mouth. The long samurai sword suddenly popped out of the scabbard and instantly came into his hand. Then the sword light lit up and slashed towards the mad monk Puyuan like a serene practice.

At the same time, the Zen stick in Puyuan's hand was pulled in front of him, and the Zen stick hit Noda Sojiro's chest like a city hammer.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Noda Sojiro flew down the mountain like leaves. He suddenly vomited blood in the air, put away his sword and returned to the sheath, coughed and said, "Let's learn it!"

The crazy monk Puyuan couldn't help but retreat. Every time he took a step back, there was an extra footprint on the ground, which was printed on the bluestone ground.
Chapter completed!