The Goddess President's Personal Soldier King

"Five years ago, the benefactor made a big fuss at Leiyin Temple. Since the benefactor left, the treasure of Leiyin Temple has disappeared. The benefactor still wants to deny it?"

Faxiang asked.

"Did you see me steal it with your own eyes?" Ye Chen asked lightly.

"No."

"Then your brothers and sisters have seen that I stole it?"

"nor."

"Then you are talking nonsense here, aren't you obviously slandering people? Although you are a monk, if you slander me so much, I will beat you."

A dimness flashed across Ye Chen's eyes, and he flicked the cigarette butt away.

"Benefactor, don't make excuses! The monk's master once came back from the mountain and told the monk that the benefactor also knows the magical power in the immortal formula. The benefactor talked about it, and it was not the benefactor who stole it. Then why did the benefactor have the magical power in the magic formula?"

Monk Faxiang asked aggressively.

Ye Chen smiled, "Monk, can you use chopsticks?"

Faxiang was puzzled, scratched his head, and replied, "Yes."

"Then will you eat?" Ye Chen asked again.

"Yes." Fa Xiang replied.

"Then what about shooting a cannon, will it?" Ye Chen continued to ask.

"This this……"

It was difficult for Faxiang to speak for a while.

"Will it happen? Monks don't tell lies."

Gritting his teeth, Fa Xiang replied: "Yes!"

"Great monk, hand it over!"

Ye Chen's eyes became fierce.

"Give... what?"

"You can hand in whatever you know!" Ye Chen snorted coldly.

"Why does the monk have to pay, and what does the monk know has anything to do with the benefactor?" Fa Xiang was completely confused.

"Then what does the kung fu in my kung fu have to do with you?" Ye Chen asked back.

"But there is only one book of divine formulas..."

"Who told you that there is only one copy of the divine formula? Is it the Buddha?" Ye Chen asked.

"No."

"Is that a fairy?"

"Nor...not at all."

"Since it's not, why do you only have one copy of the divine formula?"

For a split second, Fa Xiang seemed to understand something.

"Amitabha, the root of wisdom of the donor, the monk is far away by a hundred and eight thousand miles."

"The master is wrong."

"The matter of the God of Immortality can be temporarily put aside, but the benefactor has killed too many lives and created too much killing karma. Even if it is not for the God's Art, the monk will do justice for the sky and eradicate you.

Dharma Xiang bowed his head and recited the Buddha's words silently, then raised his head suddenly, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

Suddenly a majestic Buddha Qi gushed out from his body.

The momentum was mighty, like a surging river, rushing towards Ye Chen.

In an instant, all the glass on both sides of the corridor was shattered, and a whirlwind swept away centered on Faxiang.

The wind is sweeping, mighty and mighty!

Ye Chen's clothes and hair were rustling, but his body remained motionless like Mount Tai!

"Monk, don't deceive people too much. Back then, your master begged me for ten days and ten nights and I didn't agree. Do you think the reason why I made such a fuss at Leiyin Temple five years ago was because your master was too annoying?" , always begging me to learn some bullshit magical skills from above, I smashed your Leiyin Temple in a fit of anger, look at this, not only will I smash your temple this time, I will also smash you!"

Ye Chen said coldly.

"The benefactor is very generous. Otherwise, let's leave here and find a wide area. What does the benefactor think?"

"Exactly what I want!"

The two jumped directly from the eighth floor of the nightclub.

This move shocked many people.

They landed quietly, without even the slightest sound, just fell down so lightly.

Just when everyone was astonished, they disappeared like the wind.

This time it shocked everyone even more!

"Are these two people human or ghost?"

Maybe everything is up to God!

Soon, the two came to the beach.

The beach stretches as far as the eye can see.Not even a ghost.

"Benefactor, the monk is about to perform his gong."

"Monk, no wonder you want to become a monk."

"The monk was very kind before he became a monk, and he became even more kind after he became a monk..."

"Stop, this has nothing to do with your kindness." Ye Chen said.

"What does that have to do with it?" Fa Xiang scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"Monk, do you know? Fortunately, you have become a monk. If you hadn't become a monk, even if you knelt down for a year, your woman would never let you be fooled once." Ye Chen smiled. road.

"Monks only kneel to Buddha, not to women."

Ye Chen sneered and sighed helplessly.

Fa Xiang finally made his move, and he was seen pinching the Buddhist formula with one hand and the rosary beads with the other, chanting something in his mouth.

It's like a swan song for a thousand years!

The wind is blowing, and the monk has already made a move!

A big Buddha word floated out from his palm leisurely, pressing towards Ye Chen like overwhelming the sky.

That kind of power is like a stormy sea, and it seems like Mount Tai is pressing down on the top.

"I gave you a chance! You don't want it!" Ye Chen said indifferently, clenched his fist, looked at the monk lazily, and waved his fist lightly!

The seemingly limp hands collided with the master's domineering palm.

boom!

There was a loud noise, like thunder...

All of a sudden, the wind was raging, the wind swept up the dust on the ground, the gravel flew horizontally, and the sand splashed!

But the dharma image is still in place, unmoved.

Ye Chen didn't move either.

"Benefactor, I only used [-]% of my strength." Fa Xiang said.

"Monk, I'm useless for half the time." Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"The benefactor has such a big tone!"

As he spoke, the monk clapped several palms.

Each palm leaves a giant handprint in the sand!

That handprint was as big as half a football field.

Ye Chen smiled in the wind and sand, every time he avoided the monk's attack skillfully.

The expression seemed to be playing with a three-year-old child.

The monk was tired and stopped his hands.

Ye Chen lit a cigarette and glanced lazily at the monk.

"Monk, you have practiced the Shocking Buddha Palm well. It has reached [-]% strength. I am afraid there are only two people in this world who can beat you with the Shocking Buddha Palm."

Ye Chen analyzed.

"Don't be joking, benefactor. As far as the monk knows, no one can beat the monk in terms of this palm alone." Fa Xiang said very confidently.

Ye Chen laughed, loudly and presumptuously.

"What's the benefactor laughing at?" Faxiang asked puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just now know that the monk is a frog in a well."

"What does the benefactor mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just want you to see the world"

Then, Ye Chen flipped his wrist lightly, his palms were as elegant as clouds, flowing like flowing water, with a faint domineering arrogance that looked down on the world.

His face was a little more playful.

At this time, in the void, a brilliant light, like fireworks, flew down and entered the palm of the hand.

The light reflected Ye Chen's figure mottledly on the ground.

"This... this is impossible!" Fa Xiang was shocked!

At this time, the surrounding void was distorted for a short time.

And Ye Chen seemed like a heavenly Buddha descended.