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Chapter 510 Arhat Overturning the Heavens!

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    Zhao Lingfeng still looked solemn, and walked slowly to Bu Feifan.

    "This is an eminent monk in Lingyin Temple. His Dharma name is Jidian. Although he looks crazy and is dressed like a beggar, little brother, he is actually an eminent monk!"

    Zhao Lingfeng said with emotion: "If I hadn't been injured by that gangster when I went out to carry darts before, all the doctors would be helpless, and when they were almost dying, it was this master of aiding epilepsy who rescued me with a blind magic medicine.  , to be safe and sound.¡±

    For some reason, when Zhao Lingfeng talked about the magical medicine, he paused slightly, as if recalling some bad memories.

    However, since this is the case, Bu Feifan has confirmed that he is the living Buddha Jigong he knows well!

    However, except for Zhao Lingfeng, everyone else looked indifferent, and was not surprised at all. Bu Feifei speculated that it might be because Jigong had only recently joined Buddhism at this time, and he had not made many achievements and his reputation was not obvious.

    Hu San squeezed his broken arm with one hand, so that the blood would not continue to flow, but this also cut off the possibility of healing later.

    "It's really Hulong Pingyang being bullied by dogs! Now even a stinky beggar dares to talk to me like this!"

    Hu San looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, but stared at Bu Feifan with vicious eyes for an instant, as if he wanted to firmly remember Bu Feifan's appearance in his mind.

    "Zhao Lingfeng, and you kid, wait for me!"

    Hu San shouted angrily, and instantly jumped up behind him.

    This action of his instantly chilled the hearts of those bandits who were still fighting with the bodyguards. There is no doubt that their boss has abandoned them.

    "Want to leave?" Bu Feifei's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

    Now that he has seen the moment of his attack, he must not be spared, otherwise it is very likely that he will attract pursuers.

    Just when Bu Feifei was about to get up, he saw Husan running straight in the direction of Jigong.

    "Smelly beggar, still want to block the way?"

    Hu San waved the paw of one hand indifferently, and the sharp sound of piercing the air swept across the front, followed by a burst of black air instantly rising into the air.

    Hu San looked at one of his arms in disbelief. At this moment, the original sharp nails had all faded away and turned into his original appearance, and the black energy on his body continued to recede.

    "What did you do!" Hu San shouted in astonishment.

    However, Ji Gong said with a nonchalant smile, "I'm saving your life."

    "No! No!" Hu San suddenly felt ashamed.

    At the same time, he was also desperately attacking Ji Gong, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

    A strange character slowly appeared in the center of Jigong's palm, exuding a faint golden light.

    "Arhat turned the sky!"

    At such a close distance, Hu San was unable to avoid it at all, a golden light flew out from Jigong's palm, and hit Hu San directly on the chest.

    In an instant, Hu San flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

    Only a perfect arc was drawn in the air.

    After Jigong finished all this, he just put his hands together slowly, turned around and said to Zhao Lingfeng: "The rest will be troublesome to Escort Zhao, this man has no room to resist, he just needs to be sent to the government immediately!"

    It was only then that Bu Feifan noticed that a puddle of black pulp flowed from the body of Hu San lying on the ground, exuding a disgusting smell.

    At this moment, although Hu San's face was weak, his aura gradually stabilized, and the black air on his face disappeared completely, and he no longer looked like he was about to die.

    Jigong said lightly: "I know you think again, why should such a sinful person be allowed to live?"

    Zhao Lingfeng bowed his head slightly, and replied: "I'll ask Master Jidian to answer!"

    Jigong did not know where to take out that very characteristic rotten cattail fan, which looked old as if it would fall apart with a little effort, and he fanned it slowly.

    "We are not qualified to judge his crimes. Whether he beheaded for public display or acquitted is a matter for the government!"

    Jigong laughed and walked over, while Zhao Lingfeng was still frowning tightly, as if he was constantly thinking about Jigong's words.

    Bu Feifan stepped back slightly, smiled, and said: "Thank you, master, for your help, otherwise this Hu San would have run away!"

    However, Jigong did not answer, but kept looking at Bu Feifan and said"It's really strange, how did you manage to appear in front of him at that moment before? And are you afraid of me? Why do you back away when you see me?"

    Bu Feifan said perfunctorily: "This is also a secret technique that I have painstakingly studied for many years, and I am generally unwilling to try it on others."

    When he said this, Bu Feifan's hands had already secretly touched the chess pieces on his body.

    Although it was the first time we met Jigong, he was also a Buddhist after all, and he was the reincarnation of the Arhat Subduing the Dragon, so maybe he wanted to be his enemy.

    And if he had guessed his identity, then a big battle would be inevitable.

    Just when Bu Feifan was thinking about it, that Jigong suddenly turned around and stopped talking to Bu Feifan, as if he had lost interest in him.

    "By the way, Escort Zhao, did you take a trick from him before?"

    Zhao Lingfeng nodded quickly, showed his arm, and said, "When I couldn't dodge earlier, I was rubbed by his claws, but fortunately, the wound didn't look deep, and it didn't bleed. It's a blessing!"

    Ji Gong was silent, walked up to Zhao Lingfeng, and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

    In an instant, Zhao Lingfeng sat paralyzed on the ground.

    You know, Zhao Lingfeng, who is the head of the bodyguard, is a big man over forty years old, with a strong physique who can walk as far as two extraordinary steps, but now he was slapped lightly by Ji Gong and sat powerlessly on the ground, his face pale.  He also became extraordinarily pale, and the bean-sized cold sweat kept dripping from his head.

    Down.

    "Dad! What's wrong with you!"

    Zhao Xun'er immediately noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Lingfeng, after all, Jigong would never be able to take action against him, and a man who was originally so strong suddenly became like this, which is really unbelievable.

    "Master, what's wrong with you?"

    "Head!"

    A group of bodyguards all looked nervous, their eyes were full of but certain expressions, and they all moved towards this side slowly.

    And when Jigong raised Zhao Lingfeng's arm, the originally not deep wound was constantly glowing with black air, and a rotten smell came out, as if it was no longer a hand, but a hand.  A rotting corpse.

    "This is it!" Zhao Lingfeng stood up with difficulty, his eyes filled with disbelief.

    "Is it still lucky now? Head Zhao?" Jigong said with a smile as if gloating.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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