Doomed To Be A King

The genius remembers the address of the site for one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The fire stick flew out and went towards Huiming under the eyes of everyone.

Seeing that it was about to fall into Huiming's hands, suddenly, a small hand didn't know where it came from, and he casually held the fire stick in the void, and then held it in front of him.

"Monk, it's wrong to rob someone else's things." Gan Bao's sleepy eyes were sparse, and the whole person gave a human and animal harmless appearance, returning the fire stick to Fengling Bamboo. "Also, don't make trouble at the library door. "

"You are the owner?" Hui Ming looked at Gan Bao. "Please return the Buddhist scriptures. In addition, this is a monster. Please don't mistake yourself!"

"I'm... a book, an amount, an administrator." Gan Bao thought for a moment before he said, "Monk, let's go."

"Stubborn, it seems that the donor is also a deep root."

Huiming recited the Buddha's number, and the Buddha behind him became more solid, his palms waved, and the Buddha's light shone brightly.

On the random side of Gan Bao's body, he escaped the Buddha's attack, frowning slightly, stepping on the ground, his body leaped, and appeared behind Huiming, waving his fist to attack.

Her attack does not have the slightest spiritual power, just like the punch of ordinary people, but the pressure is very great, and there is a feeling of collapse.

Huiming only felt terrified and raised her eyebrows, "Buddha's golden body!"

The shadow of the Buddha behind him shook suddenly, and then merged with Huiming, so that he was still coated with a layer of gold, the state of the law was solemn, and his right hand was slammed like a thunder and lightning.

"Fu Mo Quan!"

boom!

When the two fists touched, Gan Bao's face did not change much, and his body didn't move at all. Instead, it was Hui Ming. He only felt numbness in his palm, as if he had lost consciousness, pedaling, and stepping back a few steps. When watching Martians, they generally look at Gan Bao.

"Monk, do you want to go?" Gan Bao stopped at the same place and continued to ask.

"Amitabha."

He was shocked in his heart, but his face was pretending to be calm. "The donor is so fierce, then he can't complain about the poor monk."

As soon as the words fell, the cassocks on his body fluttered without the wind, and the whole person bulged slightly, waving fast knots with both hands, and finally gestured a Buddha's gesture of holding flowers, and shot at Gan Bao.

Suddenly, a strong golden light pierced out, and a huge "卍" word flew out.

Demon Seal!

The Buddha's power is so great that he roared with a sound of breaking the sky.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Gan Bao's face was still calm. When the Buddha's seal was about to reach his face, he just waved his right hand. At once, a silver light flashed, and the Buddha's seal was cut in half like tofu and disappeared in Between heaven and earth.

Looking closely again, Gan Bao's right hand actually held a short and long square knife, which is undoubtedly a kitchen knife.

hiss!

Everyone took a breath and was amazed.

It is really unacceptable that the kitchen knife cuts the Buddha mark.

"Okay, so powerful, who is that woman in the end, why is there no power in her body, but has such a strong strength, this is not scientific!" Everyone looked at Gan Bao, could not help but swallow.

Gan Bao's strength has been shown last time, but because the opponent is too weak and not intuitive, it is amazing again.

Huiming's face was dignified, and the palm of his right hand turned over, and the wind seemed to stop in his palm, and a world began to appear.

His palm seemed to become infinity, which was seen by outsiders, covering Gan Bao in it.

From the perspective of Gan Bao, Hui Ming's figure became extremely large, as if standing in the clouds, with fat head and big ears, and he actually appeared on the palm of his hand. The palm of this palm was fat and appalling. There is no margin.

"Amitabha."

Hui Ming's voice was thick and deep, and he was pressured, bursting into the void for a long time, "Please also ask the female donor to return to the Buddhist scriptures of this temple."

He saw that Gan Bao had no spiritual power. Although he didn't know why he could have such a strong strength, he absolutely did not cultivate the original world. In other words, in his palm, the country of Buddha had no way.

"It is rumored that the palm of the Buddha can hold the world and compare all living beings to sand. Today, it really deserves its name."

"This is too strong, can actually shrink people so small, is it really a illusion?"

"In the palm of the Buddha, one palm is one country. There is no border in this country, and the girl can't break free!"

"I heard that the monk of Leiyin Temple had to cultivate the palm of his hand since he was young, and he would refine the palm of his hand. He even worshipped in front of the Buddha and soaked it with a special medicinal solution. Still firm!"

...

There are many opinions, and the more one speaks, the more awe they are, and the look in Gan Bao is full of sympathy.

"Your Buddhist scriptures, we don't have it." Gan Bao said indifferently, looking around for the first time, as if looking for an exit.

"Since the donor doesn't admit it, then I can only bother to stay in my country for a while." Hui Ming won the ticket, and at this time he did not forget to pretend to say: "Relax, the poor monk invited the female donor to visit the Leiyin Temple. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ must be treated as a VIP."

Gan Bao didn't seem to hear what he said. He looked at it for a while, then looked at the fat palm under his feet. The kitchen knife turned slightly, and then slowly lifted up, stabbing straight.

puff!

It went smoothly, and the kitchen knives sank into it.

The audience was silent.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Gan Bao stunned one by one, as if there was no way to believe the facts in front of him.

"Then what, sting... stabbed in?"

"Did I read it wrong? Just such a random knife, stabbed in the palm of the Buddha?!"

"True and false? Who just said that the palm of the Buddha is awesome and unbreakable?"

...

The face was so sudden, all of a sudden, everyone's mouth was slightly opened, and was forced.

Hui Ming was also stunned on the spot, his surprise was far greater than everyone present, and he even forgot the pain in his palm.

Gan Bao pulled out the kitchen knife, and immediately blood spewed out.

"Well?" She frowned slightly. "Not yet out?"

Then **** a few times.

Puff puff!

It was three consecutive knives, which was particularly harsh in this silent atmosphere, and every sound made everyone's heart tremble a few times.

Such a huge palm has a lot of blood in it. Looking at the red fountains, everyone felt a pain for Huiming.

Seeing that Gan Bao was raising his hand to continue to pierce, Huiming, an excited spirit, immediately withdrew his palms and folded his hands together, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, can it be better? Just let the female donor be a horse today, please return to the shore as soon as possible."

Until this time, he tolerated the pain and pretended to be a good monk, as if he had let Gan Bao pass.

As soon as his voice fell, he turned around and left without staying.

"Bald donkey, who allowed you to go?"...