It seems that the little monk is at most fourteen years old, but just now he threw Young Master Jin out of the door with a flick of his hand, and this strength is simply terrifying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info You must know that Young Master Jin can also be regarded as a first-class player in the rivers and lakes, although the little monk took advantage of it, but it is enough to prove that the strength is not trivial.

Now that the Hundred Immortals Sect is employing people, how can Mr. Murong not be moved when he encounters such a young master, and in his spare time, he must be the top master in the rivers and lakes! So he wanted to recruit him, but the annoyance on his face disappeared immediately, and he changed to a smiling appearance, and said, "Which temple does the little master recite Buddha in?" ”

"I'm not in any temple, and I don't chant Buddha."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Murong suddenly felt that Zhang Er King Kong couldn't touch his head, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I obviously saw you knocking on the wooden fish just now." ”

The little monk said unhappily: "Knocking on the wooden fish is not the same as chanting the Buddha." ”

"Then what are you knocking this thing for?"

"Cursed man."

"What?" Mr. Murong felt even more strange, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was better, if he was a benevolent lord, he would call him a murderer in the future, so he smiled and said, "It's not necessarily good to wander alone on the rivers and lakes, if you don't dislike it, you can follow us." ”

"Good!"

Mr. Murong couldn't help but laugh when he saw him agree so quickly, but what the little monk said next made his whole body freeze.

The little monk said: "Since you want to go with me, then go and get some food now, I'm hungry, go and come back quickly, don't delay!" ”

It's like Mr. Murong is a subordinate to call him.

The atmosphere changed instantly. The smile on Mr. Murong's face disappeared strangely, becoming very ugly, and his whole body trembled slightly, which showed that he was already angry in his heart. How dare this little thing command him!

"Look for death!" Mr. Murong waved his hand.

Suddenly, more than ten people in black rushed up, and the long whip whipped at the little monk like a poisonous snake. I saw the little monk sitting still, swiping with his right hand, he actually grabbed all the long whips, and then dragged them out. Those black-clothed people involuntarily flew out of the door, knocking over the young master Jin who had just gotten up, screaming repeatedly, obviously some of them had broken hands and some had broken feet.

Mr. Murong is really scared at this time! Those men in black are his close guards, and their strength should not be underestimated, but he didn't expect to be able to take a move from others. He barely believed his eyes, and he froze for a long time, wondering if he should make a move. When he encounters such a strong person, even if he can't fight against most of them, isn't that little monk a sword immortal? Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Mr. Murong's forehead, a fourteen-year-old sword immortal, he had never seen or heard of it, could he find a second one in the world?

The little monk didn't look at him directly, put his right palm on his chest, closed his eyes to adjust his internal breath, and soon, a thick white mist rose on him. It turned out that he was using true qi to steam and dry his clothes, and this method was actually very effective, but in a moment, the wide monk's robe was as dry as the sun.

Mr. Murong couldn't help but retreat step by step, seeing that the little monk was still practicing with his eyes closed, he had a secret thought in his heart, his right hand clasped a poison dart, quietly secretly lucked his true qi, and shook it lightly, and hit the little monk's throat, just wanting to kill him by surprise.

It's a pity that Mr. Murong saw something strange again, the poisonous dart obviously hit the throat of the little monk, but the little monk didn't seem to feel anything, and he didn't move at all. Mr. Murong couldn't help but take two steps closer to take a look, just don't look at it, he was scared to see it. It turned out that the poisonous dart was still three inches away from the little monk's throat, and it was frozen in the air, which was extremely weird.

Mr. Murong hurriedly jumped out of the door like an arrow, but it was too late, the poison dart caught up with the master like an eye, and crashed into his arms, he couldn't help screaming, fortunately he didn't hurt his life, hurriedly pulled out the poison dart, and took the antidote. He didn't dare to go back to the Taoist Temple anymore, and walked away with a group of black-clothed people.

The little monk suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly: "The two who are hiding behind, come out." ”

Wu Wang's heart was cold, so he had to show up to see him. The little monk glanced at the two of them, his eyes shimmered, like lightning, and his face looked old, not at all like a fourteen-year-old boy. Wu Wu was stunned, he couldn't guess what the little monk was, he only felt that he exuded a strange aura all over his body, and he was very strong.

"Who are you, what are you doing there?"

The voice was full of intimidation.

Wu Wang hugged his fists and said: "Just to avoid the rain, how dare you have other thoughts." ”

"Hmph, that girl is very beautiful, come and help me beat my back." The little monk stretched out his hand and pointed at Yun Xindao.

"What?" Yun Xin was stunned for a while, and couldn't help laughing, this little thing turned out to be a womanizer, but he was too small, and he was a bald monk, but he wanted to take advantage of her, which was really grotesque.

The little monk frowned and said, "I'll come over when I call you over, what's so funny?" ”

Wu Wangyi stretched out his hand, grabbed the light spirit sword, and said slowly: "If you deliberately cause trouble, just do it." ”

The little monk looked at the sword in Wu Wang's hand in a daze, seemed thoughtful, and said, "You are the Wu Wang, who has become famous recently." ”

"Yes."

"I heard that your sword is very powerful!"

"Yes."

"You want to fight me with this sword?"

"If you're struggling, I don't mind giving it a try." Wu Wang stared at him coldly.

The little monk smiled: "I have lived for more than eighty years, and I have never been scared by a kid like you. ”

"What? Are you in your eighties? Wu Wang and Yun Xin shouted in unison, they couldn't believe their eyes, no matter how they looked, this little monk looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old person except for his eyes, what the hell was going on?

Wu Wu couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that you will never grow old?" ”

"No, it's rejuvenation." The little monk pondered for a while and then said, "Why don't you use this to exchange your sword for the art of rejuvenation?" ”

Wu Wang shook his head and gently wiped the blade of his sword with his sleeve. The little monk suddenly jumped over, as fast as lightning, and reached out to grab the sword in Wu Wang's hand. He was fast, and Wu Wu was not slow either, he only slapped the hilt of the sword with his hand, and suddenly shot out an extremely strong sword light on the blade, forcing the little monk to leap backwards to dodge. The sword light shot right where he was sitting just now, and suddenly there was a big pit.

The little monk was shocked and said, "It's really powerful, and it deserves its reputation!" If you don't think the art of rejuvenation is enough to resist this sword, I can add another Illusion Pill, which can make people enter the realm of Illusion......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Wu directly slashed at him with a sword, ignoring his skills and Dan Bhutan, he was not interested in those things. The little monk was furious, knowing that the sword light was powerful, and hurriedly jumped away to dodge. Wu Wang's chain of three swords slashed out again, and with a few roars, seeing that this broken Dao temple was crumbling, he hurriedly rushed out with the cloud core, and then jumped on the light spirit sword and quickly flew away. Fortunately, the rain had stopped by this time.

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