"Master Jiugong has arrived!"

With a shout, nine people jumped out from behind these White Lotus disciples. These nine people were also dressed as White Lotus disciples, but their agility and vigorous movements made them look like masters of martial arts.

Huang Shaohong and Yan Zhendong took a step back at the same time. While observing carefully, they protected Liang Kuan and Aunt Thirteen behind them to prevent any sneak attacks.

Unexpectedly, these nine White Lotus Sect masters did not launch an attack after appearing on the stage. Instead, they turned three somersaults on the spot. After the somersaults were completed and they stood firm, these nine people put their arms around each other and formed a formation that looked like a Nine Palaces.

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As soon as they stood up, six more people jumped out from behind the White Lotus sect. After these six people landed, they tiptoed and jumped into the air, landing on top of the nine people. They also stretched out their arms and stood shoulder to shoulder.

stable.

Then three more people leapt out, like apes, to the side of the first nine people, and climbed up with their hands and feet. After several ups and downs, they were already standing on the shoulders of the six people on the second floor.

Liang Kuan, who was watching the show with Aunt Thirteen from behind, said in surprise: "What are you doing, building a three-story pagoda? I have seen a nine-story pagoda in the countryside, this is nothing!"

Huang Shaohong held the White Lotus Saint in his hand and yelled: "Ignorance!"

Yan Zhendong traveled all over the country and saw nothing, so he immediately explained: "This is building an altar. I have seen this kind of thing in Shandong."

Huang Shaohong laughed: "The White Lotus Sect likes to do these things that pretend to be gods and ghosts. It seems that the Nine Palaces have arrived!"

He casually gave Saint White Lotus another knife spine, and when he slapped the little Saint, she screamed in pain and began to cry again.

He chuckled and let the saint go: "Since the true master is here, I will let you go this time. If you don't learn well next time, you won't be spared lightly!"

Sure enough, his guess was correct. Just after the three-story altar was set up, the eighteen White Lotus Sect masters on the upper and lower floors shouted loudly at the same time: "The Eighteen Arhats of the White Lotus Sect have set up a three-story altar to welcome the Dharmakaya of the Nine Palace Masters.

altar!"

"I respectfully invite Master Jiugong of Nantianmen! Master Master is invincible!" All the White Lotus disciples present were half-kneeling on the ground.

The moment they knelt down, behind the crowd, a man with a white crown, bare arms, and a white cloak flashed his body, stepped on the heads of the kneeling congregants, and in a blink of an eye, he came close to him and turned his body.

He jumped straight up to the three-story altar.

After the man stood firm, he swung his cloak behind him, made a lotus seal with both hands, and performed an appearance pose.

After putting on this pose, I immediately felt that my strength had improved a lot. Those fanatical Bailian disciples were all full of energy and energy, as if a gangster had met a beautiful aunt, and they uniformly shouted loudly:

"Hold the sun, moon and stars in your hands, hold the thunder and lightning in your fists and hold the heaven and earth in your hands!"

Master Jiugong and other members of the congregation had finished shouting, and then he shouted sternly: "Huang Feihong, my Dharma Body is here, why don't you come forward and pay homage!"

Huang Shaohong laughed and said: "I have heard for a long time that the leader of the White Lotus Jiugong Zhenren likes to confuse the public with his evil words and pretend to be gods. Now I see it, and it turns out really good!"

After he finished speaking, his smile faded, and he said with a cold face: "I usually stay in Foshan and don't care about you when you are far away. Now your White Lotus Sect has offended me, Huang Feihong. If you don't give me an explanation, I'll get rid of you today."

You, the White Lotus Master Altar, have destroyed your bullshit true form!"

When Master Jiugong saw the defeated White Lotus disciples in front of Huang Feihong, his eyelids suddenly jumped. He didn't know whether he was frightened or angry.

He saw his hands changing from the lotus seal to form a demon-conquering seal that resembled Buddhism. At the same time, he shouted again: "Old Mother Wusheng teaches disciples nine palaces. Now there is an altar of eighteen Arhats to protect the law. They can do justice for heaven and subjugate demons!"

He pointed at Huang Shaohong as he spoke: "Huang Feihong, if you want justice, I will give you justice. Whether you can get it or not depends on your ability. Please come to the altar!"

Those Bailian disciples shouted at the same time: "Please come to the altar!"

These more than a hundred people were drinking loudly at the same time, which was really shocking. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be deprived of their courage first.

But Huang Shaohong is not afraid. This body is not his own anyway. Besides, he still has healing potion. As long as he doesn't die, he won't die.

He immediately laughed loudly: "You have a Dharma altar, and I also have a Dharma altar. Let's see which one is more powerful, your Dharma altar or mine!"

After he finished speaking, he cupped his fist at Yan Zhendong beside him: "Old Yan, please help set up an altar!"

Yan Zhendong felt depressed for a while and snorted: "I am doing this for the sake of the deputy leader of the martial arts alliance, as you promised!"

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After Yan Zhendong finished speaking, he assumed a crotch-crotch posture while riding a horse, put his hands on both shoulders, and then imitated the behavior of the White Lotus disciples and shouted: "Master Huang, please come to the altar!"

Huang Shaohong pulled himself up from the ground, lifted up as high as a person, and landed on Yan Zhendong's shoulders. His legs were firmly held by Yan Zhendong's hands.

He spread his hands forward and back, striking the classic signature pose of Master Huang in the movie, and then said with a smile: "Today, I, Huang Feihong, will use this invulnerable Vajra altar to meet your White Lotus Sect's Eighteen Arhats altar!"

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After he finished speaking, he stamped his foot: "Drive!"

If Yan Zhendong were a modern person, he would definitely say, "I have a saying mmp, I don't know if I should say it or not!" He rolled his eyes, stepped on his feet, made a bang, and carried Huang Shaohong straight towards the altar of the White Lotus Sect opposite.

Rush away.

When Master Jiugong saw it, he sneered again and again and ordered: "Eighteen Arhats, subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

The base of the altar composed of nine people at the bottom immediately gathered their formation and rushed towards Huang Shaohong and Yan Zhendong, shouting: "Conquer demons and eliminate demons, conquer demons and eliminate demons!"

Who is Yan Zhendong? In this era, he is a master who has trained the iron cloth shirt to be invulnerable. He supported Huang Shaohong and rushed directly into the opponent's altar without any scruples. The two of them punched and kicked each other in just a few breaths.

, he demolished the opponent’s altar of the Eighteen Arhats to pieces.

Even Master Jiugong couldn't stand on the altar. He turned around and jumped down. There were two White Lotus disciples below who sacrificed their lives to hold him up.

Huang Shaohong laughed and mocked: "Master Jiugong, it seems that my Dharma altar is male, and your Dharma altar is female. Your female Dharma altar will not work well when it meets my public Dharma altar!"

"Bah!" Master Jiugong spat: "Do you really think I haven't read the book? Don't tell me the story about Sun Monkey in Shui Xu Zhuan!"

Huang Shaohong almost burst out laughing. One of the White Lotus disciples who had read the book quickly reminded him: "Master, that's called "Water Margin". Besides, Monkey Sun is from "Journey to the West", not "Water Margin"!"

Jiugong Zhenren's face was feverish. He suddenly turned his wrist and pointed his hand at the man: "Hey... this man is possessed by an evil spirit. Quickly capture him and cast down the demon!"

Immediately, twenty or thirty people dragged the talkative congregants away to have a meal.

Huang Shaohong laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He didn't dare to let Jiugong tease him any more. If he continued like this, he would get spanked. He was laughing so hard that he immediately stepped on Yan Zhendong's shoulder and flew towards Jiugong: "That goblin, look.
Chapter completed!