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"Use your whole body to drive your legs to exert force."

"Then kick it out with all your strength!"

The flat-headed monk's mouth twitched with a sneer.

Kicking this solid wooden stick with all your strength, even if a professional boxer comes, it will definitely not feel good!

It may even break a leg directly!

This is the price of talking too much!

"Kick it with all your strength?" Lin Feng asked.

Hearing this seemingly ignorant question, the flat-headed monk looked even more playful.

"That's right, kick with all your strength!"

His voice fell.

Lin Feng kicked it out.

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however!

The scene that the flat-headed monk expected did not happen!

Click!

It wasn't Lin Feng's leg that was broken, but the solid wooden stick, which was kicked in half by him!

Even the person holding the wooden stick was carried away by the huge force!

In an instant, the smile on his face froze!

This...

What's so special about this? !

How could he break the solid wooden stick?

However, before he had time to think about it, Lin Feng's voice sounded.

"It's just a piece of wood, still need my full strength?"

"It can be solved with [-]% strength!"

As soon as this remark came out, the flat-headed monk frowned deeply.

"Oh, right!"

Suddenly, Lin Feng asked again: "Master, since you know the vajra legs, don't you also know the Iron Head Kung Fu?"

Hearing this, although the flat-headed monk was puzzled, he still replied seriously: "Of course!"

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he bent down and picked up a half stick from the ground.

Seeing his actions, the flat-headed monk suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"What are you going to do?!"

"Don't mess around...!"

The flat-headed monk quickly reached out to try to stop Lin Feng.

"I'm not messing around, I'll try."

"Let's see if it's your iron skills, master, or this wood!"

Lin Feng grinned and hit him on the head with a stick.

In an instant, a stream of fresh blood flowed down the flat-headed monk's forehead.

"Master, you haven't mastered your iron head skills yet!" Lin Feng laughed.

The flat-headed monk grinning in pain stretched out his hands to cover the top of his head.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, he who was already furious became even more furious.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Hearing the flat-headed monk's roar, everyone thought that he was going to jump up and fight Lin Feng.

But it didn't happen.

After he finished shouting, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

"Come on, someone is making trouble!"

Looking at this, everyone already has doubts.

After all, no matter how stupid you are, you can't be so stupid.

An eminent monk who subdued demons claimed to be an iron head master, but was smashed in the head by a stick.

A monk, it's fine to threaten to kill someone in anger, but then he calls and shakes him?

What about your diamond legs?

What about Fu Mo Fist?

obviously.

This stuff does nothing.

Even if he knew it, it would be difficult to be Lin Feng's opponent.

Soon, more than a dozen people rushed up from behind holding sticks and machetes.

Everyone surrounded Lin Feng

The old Taoist also stepped out from the crowd.

"Are you OK!"

he asked the monk.

"Dad! I'm fine!"

The monk waved his hand.

The content of the conversation between the two made everyone a little dumbfounded.

What the fuck? !

Is the descending magician and Taoist Maoshan father and son? ?

This is so outrageous!

If they haven't figured it out yet, they are mentally handicapped.

Someone quietly pulled up his legs and prepared to run.

However, before he succeeded, he was discovered by the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist shouted in a cold voice: "I have locked the door, none of you can get out, you all stay obediently! Otherwise, you and this kid will be cut off together!"

While he was speaking, he was still waving the machete in his hand, and slammed it fiercely on a wooden chair.

Everyone trembled in fright, and they didn't dare to move any more.

The eyes of the two turned to Lin Feng who was surrounded by the crowd.

"Boy, if you dare to hit me, I must kill you today!"

The flat-headed monk pointed at Lin Feng, furious.

"Give me a hand! Beat to death!"

But just as everyone was about to move, the old Taoist stopped them.

"Break his legs first."

"Dad, he hit me! I want him dead!"

The flat-headed monk disagreed, but as soon as he spoke, the old Taoist interrupted him in a low voice.

"Are you stupid??"

"Killing him in front of so many people, how much trouble will we have?"

The flat-headed monk took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said to Lin Feng: "In that case, boy, let you live for two more days!"

While being surrounded by groups, Lin Feng suddenly laughed.

"Do you think you have the qualifications to discuss letting me live for a few more days?"

The flat-headed monk was furious instantly.

"Dare to be tough?"

"Is there, can't you see it yourself?"

"Do it, break his legs for me!"

He gritted his teeth and gave an order.

The big guys surrounding Lin Feng swarmed up.

Seeing this, some timid people turned their heads one after another, not daring to watch the cruel scene that followed.

But no one noticed that the smile on Lin Feng's face never stopped.

Even when the big guys did it, it got even worse!

He just kicked his leg up.

The first one rushed in front of him, and the person holding the machete was immediately kicked and flew out!

Immediately afterwards, another slap made a person rushing up from the side spin around in the air a few times before falling to the ground.

Then he tilted his head and stretched out two fingers to pinch a whistling wooden stick at his shoulder.

What the hell!

This...

Is this making a movie? !

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened in shock.

The expressions of the old Taoist priest and the flat-headed monk on the side gradually became terrified.

In just a few breaths, all the big men have been brought down by Lin Feng.

He turned to the flat-headed monk and the old Taoist priest.

Seeing this, the bodies of both of them trembled uncontrollably!

Lin Feng turned his gaze to the flat-headed monk and asked, "Now, do you think you are still qualified?"

The flat-headed monk was pale and didn't dare to speak at all.

But obviously.

His silence was no escape from reality.

Lin Feng walked towards him!

"You, don't come here!"

The flat-headed monk was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground.

"I heard that you can have diamond legs?"

Lin Feng stood a step in front of him and asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, I won't, I won't!"

The flat-headed monk immediately understood what Lin Feng wanted to do, and quickly waved his hands.

However, Lin Feng shook his head.

"No, you will!"