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    But soon, the abbot of Shaolin Temple realized that Jiang Ning was not joking and he was not overly concerned.

    All of this is true!

    As soon as the Arhats reacted, they saw a companion lying in the distance, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of anger, how can they maintain a calm mood.

    "Jiang Motou! You are looking for death!"

    "You actually dare to kill your junior brother? The crime is even worse!"

    ¡°Believe it or not, I¡¯m going to turn your Ming Dynasty upside down?¡±

    These eight people have grown up almost from a young age, and how good their feelings are. Naturally, there is no need to say more. At this time, when I saw the brothers being killed by myself, my mood was all chaotic.

    "Not good!" The old sweeping monk, who had everything in his eyes, couldn't help but secretly scream, "Oh no!"

    If these seven people are in a peaceful state of mind, they may really be able to fight Jiang Ning if they join forces.

    But now, I¡¯m afraid they will only end up being defeated one by one.

    Just when the old sweeping monk wanted to stop Jiang Ning, he found that it was too late!

    Jiang Ning¡¯s body disappeared instantly and turned into an afterimage, rushing toward an Arhat like lightning.

    "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the Arhat's lower abdomen was forcefully punched through by Jiang Ning's right fist.

    "I saw Jiang Ning's right hand, which was full of blood, sticking out from his back, dripping blood continuously. The scene was very terrifying.

    "Don't be a monk in your next life, lest I feel unhappy after seeing it." Looking at the arhat's eyes that gradually faded away, Jiang Ning whispered, and the next moment, he kicked the arhat's body away.

    It¡¯s like throwing away garbage, dismissively.

    "Bump!" The Arhat's body hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

    Everyone was silent. This muffled sound seemed to hit their hearts, making them feel extremely depressed and find it difficult to breathe.

    "the second!"

    Jiang Ning¡¯s voice sounded like it came from hell.

    "Ah! I'll fight with you!" An Arhat finally couldn't bear the oppression and let out a roar, then pounced on him without any plan.

    By this time, he was already in a state of chaos, and he still didn¡¯t know what moves he was using.

    He only knows to kill the guy in front of him and avenge his dead brother!

    Besidesonly in this way can he survive!

    Although brotherhood is very important, in comparison, one's own life is more precious.

    ¡°If Jiang Ning hadn¡¯t acted like he was pressing forward step by step and wanted to kill them all, he wouldn¡¯t have put all his efforts into it.

    "Hmph!" Jiang Ning just snorted from his nostrils in response to this Arhat's attack. He waved his right hand, like swatting away a fly, and slapped it directly on the Arhat's face. He forcefully pulled it out several meters away, and fiercely  It hit the ground and spit out a few teeth with some blood.

    Before the Arhat could feel grateful that he had not been killed by Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning had already stretched out his right finger and pointed it at the Arhat.

    "Shua!" A bolt of zhenqi shot out from his fingertips like lightning and stabbed into Arhat's heart.

    Accompanied by the sound of true energy entering the body, a bloody arrow shot out. The Arhat tilted his head and was no longer alive.

    Without giving the remaining five people a chance to react, Jiang Ning stepped forward with his right foot, pushed hard with his left foot, and kicked out like lightning.

    "The warning kicked an Arhat's head out!"

    White brain matter splattered everywhere.

    However, none of it splashed onto Jiang Ning¡¯s body.

    There was dead silence all around.

    The abbot of Shaolin Temple looked at Jiang Ning with a look of fear.

    He killed half of the Arhats in the blink of an eye.

    He has never heard of such a person in the world.

    What's more, this person is still the leader of a country. If he really turns against the Shaolin Temple, he may lead an army to attack soon.

    By then, I am afraid that the century-old foundation of Shaolin Temple will be destroyed!

    The old monk sweeping the floor stared at Jiang Ning closely, full of curiosity and fear!

    He didn¡¯t know why Jiang Ning, who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, had such powerful power.

    Even if he cultivated in his mother's womb, this shouldn't happen, right?

    "Throughout the ages, even the youngest people who have reached this level in the world are thirty or forty years old.

      And this young man 1 actually did something that his predecessors could not do at such a young age.

    "The four of you come together, don't waste time." Jiang Ning raised his fingers at the remaining four Arhats and said in a calm tone.

    To him, it doesn¡¯t matter whether he defeats them one by one or kills all four of them together.

    However, he did not know that the legs of the four Arhats were almost weak at this time.

    If their attitude toward Jiang Ning was anger at first, then it turned into resentment, and now it has turned into fear.

    They are also human beings, and they are also afraid of death. With Jiang Ning's ability to kill four people with just a raise of his hand, no one knows that the four of them are the ones delivering food.

    When I saw four Arhats, you looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them came forward first.

    Jiang Ning became a little impatient, frowned, and said coldly: "It's really troublesome, and I have to kill them one by one!"

    With that said, Jiang Ning strode over.

    "Donor Jiang, please keep your hands!" The old sweeping monk finally spoke. While speaking, he also deliberately used his inner strength to blend into his voice.

    It makes his voice sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocking people's hearts.

    I thought that even if Jiang Ning could not be affected, he would at least stop and listen to what he had to say.

    ¡°After all, there are not many people in the world who can do this skill that I have shown.

    But who knew that Jiang Ning acted as if he hadn¡¯t heard anything and walked up to an Arhat whose limbs were limp and smashed his Heavenly Spirit Cap to pieces with one palm.

    It was not until the Arhat collapsed that the old monk came back to his senses.

    But then, bursts of anger suddenly arose in my heart.

    The mentality of Gujing Wubo that has been there for many years is gone.

    ¡°I am also one of the best in the world, but you, a junior, dare to be so arrogant.

    "Eat my slap!"

    The old sweeping monk roared, his footsteps began to move quickly, and his body began to turn into afterimages.

    In the blink of an eye, the body of the old sweeping monk appeared behind Jiang Ning. He aimed at the back of his head and slapped it with a palm. The air flow surged. Even Jiang Ning felt the coldness coming from behind.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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