"Buzz!"

The space hummed, and the spiritual power in King Kang's hand struggled and twisted, it seemed that he was not trying to break free and escape, but seemed to be preparing to explode.

"A Wang Jing who is good at spiritual power wants to blow up a wisp of his spiritual power, and I can't stop it. King Kang said in a flat tone: "I don't have any means to find out his true identity, but ......"

After a pause, King Kang said, "But I have a way to seriously injure the original owner!"

As soon as the words fell, King Kang's body was full of black qi, and the power that just diffused was frozen for dozens of miles at the sea level.

After that, the black qi on his body turned into mysterious runes, pouring out towards the wisps of spiritual power in his hands.

The spiritual power couldn't withstand the impact of the black rune, and it shattered in an instant. But the runes transformed by the black qi did not disappear, and they crossed the space, as if they were striking somewhere.

"Ahh

Listening to the screams coming from the darkness, a smile appeared on King Kang's eternal face. It's just that his body, which was not very real, has become more unreal.

"Rats, delay me to find medicine......"

After King Kang snorted coldly, he sank into the sea again.

......

"Hmm, what do you two donors do?"

Looking at Chu Ge and Kong Shen outside the door, the little monk asked with a Buddha name seriously.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are no outsiders here, call big brother!" Chu Ge snorted coldly, and made a brain crash on the smooth and shiny head of the little monk. The reason why there was only one one was because the little silver snake coiled on the little monk's head had already raised its head.

Although the festival with it has been eliminated, Chu Ge subconsciously doesn't want to provoke it.

This little snake bites people very much......

As for Chu Xu, he left after pointing out the courtyard where Chu Gemu's family was. He said that there was something, and as for whether there was something real or fake, Chu Ge didn't bother to care. He is not there, and it is more convenient for him to talk to the little monk and others.

While speaking, Chu Ge stepped into the courtyard very familiarly and shouted, "Master, apprentice Chu Ge came to pay a visit, and brought a gift from my master!"

Kong Shen frowned, did not follow up, turned his head and bowed to the little monk, and said: "In the lower Kong Shen Confucius, I have seen the little master, dare to ask the little master's number?"

"Amitabha, the little monk is thin. The little monk clasped his hands together.

Hearing this, Kong Shen's arm that was giving a salute froze in place. He looked the little monk up and down and took a deep breath.

The little monk's round figure was wrapped in a red robe, and he looked like he had become a basketball master.

Such a person's legal name is actually called Thin Fang......

Are Chu Ge's friends so out-of-the-box?

Kong Shen came back to his senses, and noticed that it was a little rude to stare at the other party, so he smiled apologetically at the little monk and prepared to enter the courtyard.

"Ziyu donor and slow!" The little monk grabbed Kong Shen, glanced at Chu Ge, who was shouting in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Why should the donor be in a hurry......?" Little monk, I see that you and my Buddha are destined, how about we talk?"

As he spoke, the little monk pulled Kong Shen and was about to walk out.

Kong Shen subconsciously frowned when he heard this, thinking that the little monk and others wanted to murder Chu Ge. In the past two days, his master and Chu Ge have been in a state of flux, and he is also a little nervous.

However, before Lenovo arrived, Chu Ge said that it was absolutely safe here, and Kong Shen was relieved.

In the dark, he felt that the little monk in front of him had no malice, so he followed and walked out.

Despite this, he told the little monk that he was very uninterested in the things that he had to do with my Buddha, so he said as he walked: "The little master is wrong, I am a disciple of Confucianism, how can I have a relationship with the Buddha?"

Well, but I see that the little master's demeanor seems to be unclean, so why bother to escape into the empty door? It's better to simply return to the vulgar, enter my Confucian door, establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open ......peace for all generations."

The little monk was stunned when he heard this, and the hand that was pulling his sleeve inadvertently let go.

In the past, it was the Buddha who crossed people, and the first time I saw someone crossing people from under the Buddha's hands......

For a while, the little monk also forgot the original intention of Lakong. A monk and a scholar came to the front not far from the entrance of the courtyard......

"Master, Teacher, ......"

"Stop screaming, who are you looking for?"

Just as Chu Ge was shouting, a young Mu disciple came out of the side room and asked with a frown.

This time, Mu Jiuxi took Mu's people to participate in the family martial arts competition, of course, he would not only bring the little monk alone.

"Nonsense, of course I'm looking for my master!"

The man was dumbfounded and said, "Who is your master?"

"My sister is Mu Jiuxi!" Chu Ge said loudly.

"Presumptuous!" The young man of the Mu family, who had just accosted Chu Ge, suddenly changed his face when he heard this.

"Where did you come from, boy, squirting feces all over your mouth?"

"My sister Yunying is not married, when will she become your teacher?"

"Teach him a lesson!"

The other young people in the courtyard also leaned over with unkind faces when they heard this. Among these people, there are many masters above the seventh grade, and they are united to persecute them, but the momentum is amazing.

"Stop me! Who dare to move?" Chu Ge was not stunned at all, and snorted coldly: "I said that Mu Jiuxi is my master, she is! I have evidence!"

"What evidence?" asked several of the Muhammad disciples in unison.

Chu Ge pursed his lips, subconsciously glanced at the door, and saw that the little monk and Kong Shen were spitting and talking about something, and couldn't help but secretly scold the two of them for being unwilling.

Retracting his gaze and looking at the group of Mu disciples who surrounded him, Chu Ge said lightly: "Look carefully, what is this!"

As he spoke, he unleashed nine and eighteen kicks.

After the shadow of the legs disappeared, Chu Ge stood in place and said with a smile: "Do you know this leg method?"

The Mu children looked at each other. Finally, the nine-rank monk who called Mu Jiuxi's sister asked tentatively, "Jiujiao eighteen kicks?"

Hearing him say this, the faces of the surrounding Mu disciples changed in unison.

Could it be that what this kid said is true?

Nine Eighteen Kicks is Mu Jiu's unique tactics, and although many of the Mu disciples have heard of it, no one has ever been taught. As for the Nine Rank Cultivator, he also saw Mu Jiu Fan perform it once by chance.

Just when the children of the Mu clan looked at each other, a cold voice suddenly came from the grape trellis in the courtyard: "That's not nine and eighteen kicks, although the shape is similar, but the god is not similar." This guy is talking nonsense, call me!"

Chu Ge was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously looked at the grape trellis.

I saw a beautiful and graceful woman standing on the grape trellis, light as nothing, like a fairy descending into the world. It's just that there is frost on his face, and his eyes are as sharp as knives.

The faces of the other Mu disciples changed when they heard this, although they knew that there must be a problem here, but the main master had spoken, so what were they waiting for if they didn't do anything

Thinking so, a group of Mu disciples gradually approached Chu Ge.

"Also, even him, beat me to death!"

As she spoke, the woman stretched out her hand, and the little monk who was spitting at the door was directly picked up in the air and thrown into the crowd.