Ten big men divided four of them to chase Gao Dakuan and Liang Shanshan. The remaining six people all went down to deal with Su Le, but only two of them really took action. Seeing that the bat was about to hit Su Le, a thing the size of a table tennis ball flew over and was hitting the bat. Duh! The impact was extremely powerful, and the eardrums around them buzzed. The sneak attacker was shocked so that his arms were numb, and even the bat could hardly be held.

Everyone was shocked and looked into the distance, but they saw a monk who appeared in the distance. The monk had a face, a curly beard, and had a fierce look. His big eyes were like a copper bell. He stared at the group of people fiercely and said, "Amitabha, let me forgive you if you want to forgive others. Do you have to deal with him? Is it fair to be fair?"

Others don’t know this monk, but Su Le recognizes it clearly. This monk is clearly the one who guided him in Xianyun Temple yesterday. Even with his toes, he can guess that his appearance here must be related to him. And he was probably sent by his father. Su Le sighed in his heart, saying that he was giving him three days of freedom. It seems that the old man also said one thing to do and even sent a monk to follow him.

This monk is Minglong from Xianyun Temple. He was entrusted by Su Donglai to protect Su Le's safety. In fact, Su Donglai's original intention was to worry that an enemy would attack his son. The thing in front of him was purely accidental. Minglong did not want to show up, but when he saw Su Le in danger, he naturally could not sit idly by.

Minglong stopped the opponent's bat with just one Buddhist bead. His attack this time was amazing. Especially the man who launched a sneak attack on Su Le, his arms have not returned to normal until now, and the shock in his heart is even more indescribable. He is afraid, but he relies on his many people on his side and his arrogance is still arrogant and shouted: "A monk dares to meddle in other people's business."

Minglong said: "Although I became a monk, what I don't think most is to use the masses to bully the weak and rely on the strong to bully the weak. If you have the ability, one by one, one by one, and one by one, you will be divided into the top and bottom!"

As the monk spoke, he walked towards them. A man saw that the monk was really brave enough to meddle in other people's business and blocked his way. He reached out and pushed his hand to stop Minglong's chest. His intention was to stop Minglong from moving forward, but Minglong raised his hand and grabbed his wrist. Minglong's palm was wide, and he pinched the man's wrist like an iron hoop. With a little force, the man felt the bones were about to split. The fist he wanted to swing was immediately put down, and his body squatted down in pain and screamed: "You... let go."

Minglong ignored him at all and looked at Su Le and said, "Can't you see that he is practicing horizontal kung fu, iron cloth shirt, and fighting against such an opponent. If you want to fight head-on, unless your absolute strength exceeds him, you will use softness to overcome hardness."

Su Le smiled and said it was easy. The other party's stubborn practice skills were not easy to deal with. Although it is true that softness defeated hardness, any martial arts can be broken through the shackles of the rules once they practiced to the extreme. Using softness to overcome hardness is not applicable to the person in front of him.

Another person rushed towards Minglong. Minglong kicked him away without waiting for him to approach and continued: "Although the skill of the Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt can be invulnerable to the sword and gun for the body, any skill has weaknesses. For people like them, it is called a cover door."

Su Le could naturally hear Minglong was guiding him, and he smiled and said, "Where is this guy's door?"

The two talked in front of more than ten opponents, but did not take each other seriously at all. Minglong is skilled and brave. He is not afraid of nature. But Su Le is so young and does not show any comfort when facing the enemy. This boy's mentality makes Minglong secretly admire him. After all, he is Su Donglai's son, and Su Donglai's genes flow in his blood.

Minglong said: "This second-rate guy can't practice the yin and shrink the yang at all."

Su Le understood, her lips tilted and her smiled a little badly, and Minglong pointed him in the direction.

The man who fought head-on with him and just beat him backwards glared at the monk Minglong. This great monk was so hateful that he actually told his cover.

Su Le took a deep breath and gained a foothold. With the monk Minglong, he naturally was not afraid of being attacked from front and back. He hooked his fingers at the man opposite him with contempt and said, "Come on, let's compare one-on-one one-on-one."

The man clenched his fists and moved his footsteps. He first took two steps back, and then suddenly attacked, like a tiger out of the gate, attacking Su Le's face with one punch. This man's move was very simple, but he was strong in external skills and had a very good practice in his iron shirt. Although he could not reach the level of being invincible in the legend, his ability to resist attacks was much greater than that of ordinary people.

Su Le hit the opponent with his left hand. This time he no longer fought head-on with the opponent. When the two fists approached, they turned into palms and supported the opponent's wrist to avoid his sharp edge. At the same time, Su Le kicked the opponent's right foot into the lower vagina.

The man frowned. He was better than Su Le in terms of strength. If he insisted on attacking, this punch would definitely cause damage to Su Le. However, Su Le's kick would also hit his underworld. If it were replaced, he might dare to take a risk, but the monk had just pointed out the place of his cover, which made him worry. He had to withdraw his fist in the middle, take a step back, raise his foot and hit Su Le, blocking Su Le's penis's penis.

Su Le still dared not fight him head-on. When the opponent stretched out his legs to block it, he had already retracted seven points of his strength in advance. Facing the opponent's iron shirt kung fu, the greater his attack power, the greater the counterattack power he was. Even so, when his legs were touched, he was still hurt by the opponent's hard bones.

Minglong shook his head. Although the other party had many accomplices, no one dared to step forward easily when he saw Minglong standing aside and pressing the formation. Through Minglong's actions just now, almost everyone realized that the monk's martial arts were not ordinary.

Although Su Le knew where the other party's cover was, it was quite difficult to hit the other party's cover. Because the other party deliberately opened the distance between them, the sixteen-way silk-wrapped hands given to him by Xing Sanjiao was useless.

Minglong also saw that there was a considerable gap in martial arts cultivation between Su Le and his opponents. This gap could not be made up in a short period of time. He was thinking about helping him.

Su Le has already used the skills of the bottom of the box, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! Su Le waved this palm, and the opponent immediately saw that the palm was as clever as it was, and it was exquisite. He swung his fist to break it. Su Le had a very strong ability to adapt. He had calculated it accurately before using this move. Even if this palm could hit the opponent's body, it would not cause much damage to him. This guy's ability to resist hit is really too strong. The right palm is a virtual move, and the purpose is to attract the opponent's attention. The left hand is the main force of the attack. Ordinary people are on the left and right.

The use of hands will be different. The right hand is often much more flexible than the left hand. But Su Le is different. He can control his left and right hands freely since he was a child. In the canteen of the meat joint factory, the double-knife chop and wheel chop of intensive training will make his use of the left and right hands more freely. Su Le's left hand can also play the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing Palms. Of course, this was inspired by the mutual fighting between Mr. Jin's books. Since even a fool like Guo Jing can be trained, he can succeed, not to mention that the foundation is not weak.

Although the big man made a blocking move, Su Le's right palm still drilled in from under his arm and imprinted on his chest. Su Le thought that his powerful palm hit the opponent, as if he had hit a rotten wood. With a sound in the open space, the opponent had no reaction at all.

The man snorted coldly and punched Su Le in close range. Su Le tried to get this punch and wanted to complete the attack with his left hand. Kang Long Youhui, the most powerful move of the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was used flexibly by Su Le. He slapped the other party's crotch, and at the same time, the other party's punch also hit his chest.

Su Le was beaten so hard that he took seven or eight steps in a row, and stopped his retreating momentum. He felt that his chest was as dull as if he was hit by a huge rock, and he was almost unable to penetrate.

The man was even more miserable. Su Le slapped his vagina, causing Venus to appear in his eyes, and a scream! He covered his crotch with both hands, fell to the ground and rolled and moaned. The more delicate the door, the more powerful it was. How could he withstand Su Le's palm?

Su Le did not stop attacking because the other party fell to the ground. Then he rushed up and kicked the man hard in the asshole. The man screamed again, and the scream was no less than the one just now. Su Le said: "So there are two doors!"

Su Le's attack aroused all the anger of the opponent's group of people, and he had already knocked down the person, but he was still unwilling to let him go. This kid was a little too ruthless in his actions.

The rich family, who was beaten to the point of being full of flowers by Gao Dakuan, finally stopped the bleeding from his nose. He shouted, "Beat me! Beat him as he dies. I will be responsible for anything." The boy was so angry that he was embarrassed.

Gao Dakuan and Liang Shanshan ran fast. The four big men who were chasing them noticed something was wrong behind them, and then turned back to help. The group of people surrounded Su Le. In their opinion, Su Le was the culprit.

Monk Minglong snorted coldly: "Do you think you are farting when you talk?" He twisted a rosary with his fingers and shot out with a whistle. Before anyone could approach Su Le, he was hit on the forehead by the rosary. With a thunderous sound, it was like a wooden hammer hitting the wooden fish. The guy was smashed to death and fell straight to the ground.

Seeing that the monk was so powerful, no one dared to come forward.
Chapter completed!