The other mercenaries laughed when they saw the Arhat statue shattered.
Some even flattered the black man: "The Divine Envoy Taylor is so powerful! Don't even think about this being a stone statue. Even if a real god were here, he would surely be blown to pieces by Taylor's punch."
"That's right, Divine Envoy Taylor is ranked 19th among Divine Envoys. How could those crappy Chinese gods possibly be a match for Divine Envoy Taylor?"
Taylor obviously enjoyed these flatteries and laughed even more wildly.
But he was only halfway laughing when he was suddenly slapped in the face and his laughter stopped abruptly.
"Who? Who hit me?" Taylor covered his swollen face and turned back angrily.
The mercenaries looked at each other and waved their hands.
"Emissary Taylor, not me."
"Emissary Taylor, it's not me either."
"Emissary Taylor, let alone me, how dare I hit you? Besides, I don't have the ability to do that."
Taylor knew that it was definitely not these idiots in front of him who hit him, but he was slapped for no reason and he didn't even know who hit him, which made him feel very frustrating.
"Who is it? Come out here if you dare!" Taylor yelled, his voice shaking the entire Arhat Hall.
Bang!
Taylor had just finished yelling when he was slapped on the other side of his face, and the force was even stronger.
The other side of Taylor's face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he opened his mouth and spat out a bloody tooth.
He didn't see who hit him, which made Taylor furious, and the veins in his neck bulged.
"Ah..." Taylor picked up the automatic rifle on the table and fired at the ceiling like a madman.
"Get out of here if you have the guts..."
Bang!
Taylor was slapped again, and this time the force was even greater than the previous two slaps combined.
Taylor, a 2-meter-tall guy, was hit and flew up, then fell heavily to the ground.
With a wow sound, Taylor vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Emissary Taylor..." The mercenaries immediately surrounded him.
There were also a few people standing guard with guns pointed.
At this time, an old monk floated lightly in front of the mercenary.
The mercenaries were startled by this scene and pointed their guns at Yuankong.
As soon as Taylor saw Yuankong, he knew that the person who had just hit him must be the old monk in front of him. He immediately roared and ordered: "Shoot, kill him for me."
The mercenaries received the order and started firing at Yuankong without saying a word.
Ta-ta-ta...
Bullets rained down like raindrops, but no matter how hard they pulled the trigger, they just couldn't hit the target.
Yuankong seemed to be walking forward slowly, but his body shape was constantly changing.
Sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, like a ghost.
Click, click, click.
Soon, all the mercenaries ran out of bullets.
Just as they were hurriedly changing bullets, Yuankong suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Amitabha, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly."
After chanting the Buddha's name, Yuankong flicked his fingers and shot out invisible energy.
More than a dozen mercenaries were hit in the abdomen by the true qi and all fainted.
Taylor got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with anger: "I thought all the monks in this temple were dead, but I didn't expect that an old bald donkey like you was still left. You dared to attack my people? It seems that you are tired of living."
Taylor clenched his fists and roared.
The black vest on his body was instantly shattered, revealing muscles as strong and powerful as a chimpanzee's.
The aura of Bai Ren Di Jiu Duan was fully unleashed, and a wave of air rose from his body, directly overturning all the offerings on the altar.
Such a terrifying momentum made the tied-up rich people whimper in fear.
Some of the older ones were so scared that they fainted.
Yuankong smiled slightly: "Amitabha, beasts are beasts. Even if they master power, they can never become human, let alone become gods."
After saying that, Yuankong waved his monk robe, and a stream of true energy like water mist immediately hit Taylor.
It is obvious that Yuankong's true qi is of water attribute, but this seemingly gentle true qi is not less lethal.
The mist-like Qi hit Taylor's steel body and then went straight through it.
Taylor was a little confused.
That’s it?
"Hahaha, old bald donkey, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you're just so-so. In that case, it's my turn." Taylor's face was ferocious, and he showed a bloodthirsty smile.
But just as he took a step, his foot suddenly twisted into a pretzel shape and became soft, as if it had no bones.
With a bang, Taylor fell face down.
Looking at the foot that looked like a piece of cloth, Taylor's face changed drastically.
The extreme pain made Taylor let out a shrill scream.
"Ah... old bald donkey, what did you do to me?"
"Amitabha, I am just eliminating your evil thoughts from the root." Yuankong clasped his hands together with a kind look on his face.
In fact, when Yuankong's true energy passed through Taylor's body, a part of it had already passed through the pores and entered the other's body.
And these true qi, like water molecules, will pass through the blood vessels to Taylor's bones, and then squeeze the bones until they are crushed.
In other words, the bones in Taylor's leg are now broken into pieces finer than sand.
Even the best surgeon in the world, with the best glue in the world, cannot restore it.
I can't even put the pieces together.
Directly crippling Taylor's leg is what Yuankong meant by eliminating evil thoughts from the root.
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