"If the little monk is defeated, the army will immediately descend the mountain."

Luo Zongwuba slowly walked towards Yuan Zhenzi, "And if the little monk wins by luck, it only needs the Heavenly Master to promise the little monk a small condition." ”

"Mage!"

Zhang Kuisi was in a hurry, and finally couldn't help but speak, "How can you ...... the two marshals who assassinated the two marshals in Longhu Mountain?"

But before he finished speaking, he was caught by Luo Zongwuba, who turned his head suddenly, with his eyes, "Lord Zhang, this is what the little monk and master mean, do you have any objections?" ”

Zhang Kuisi was slightly stunned, and then honestly closed his voice, lowered his head slightly, and no longer looked at Luo Zongwuba.

The Dharma King in the court was notoriously strong, and Zhang Kuisi felt that if he continued to talk about it, even if this Luo Zongwuba killed himself on the spot, he would die in vain.

Even if there are ten hundred Zhangkui Temples, in the emperor's heart, they are not as important as the Dharma King of Tantra.

Luo Zongwuba turned back and continued to walk towards Yuan Zhenzi.

Yuan Zhenzi said: "What conditions?" ”

If there was any hope that Longhu Mountain would be spared, he certainly did not want to miss such an opportunity. But he also knew in his heart that Luo Zongwuba's conditions were by no means a good thing.

Luo Zongwuba said: "It only needs the Heavenly Master to add the Sakyamuni Hall to the Sanqing Hall in the temple. ”

"What?"

"You monk is simply presumptuous!"

"Foolish dreams!"

Before Yuan Zhenzi could speak, all the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain around him were already out of anger.

What is Longhu Mountain repairing?

Monastic!

Now this Luo Zong Wuba actually asked them to worship Shakyamuni, isn't this a clear way to ask Longhu Mountain to bow down to the Yellow Sect?

It's simply insulting.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain can die, but the Heavenly Master Dao can't die......"

Yuan Zhenzi's head came up with the words that Zhang Tiandong had just said to him. If Longhu Mountain offers Sakyamuni on top of the Three Qings, the Heavenly Master will die.

However, Luo Zongwuba's conditions made it difficult for him to refuse.

As long as Longhu Mountain can win, the Yuan army will go down the mountain, Longhu Mountain will turn the danger into a disaster, and countless disciples will be spared.

The huge Dragon and Tiger Mountain, there are many disciples with profound martial arts, can't they beat this Luo Zong Wuba?

Although Luo Zongwuba's artistic conception just revealed is extremely strong, Yuan Zhenzi will never grow other people's ambition in his heart and destroy his own prestige.

"Okay, Poor Dao will promise you."

After a few seconds of silence, Moto-Mako finally made a choice.

And his choice undoubtedly disappointed Zhang Kuisi, and he snorted softly with hatred in his heart.

Luo Zongwuba took the golden bowl from his waist and said with a smile: "Which Taoist master came to give teaching?" ”

"Poor Dao to try."

Qing Songzi spoke, and was about to step forward immediately, but was dragged by Qing Yunzi, "Senior brother, let Poor Dao go and ask him for his tricks first." ”

Luo Zong Wuba is a disciple of the Dharma King, which is equivalent to the disciple of the "Qingzi generation" in Longhu Mountain. After playing tricks with him, Yuan Zhenzi, the ancestors of the Yuan character generation, are naturally not easy to make.

Qingyunzi is already the top master among the Qingzi generation.

Qing Songzi turned his head to look at Yuan Zhenzi, who nodded slightly.

Qingyunzi strode forward with a sword, stood a few meters in front of Luo Zongwuba, and saluted: "Qingyunzi of Longhu Mountain, please advise!" ”

"Amitabha."

Luo Zongwuba returned the salute, holding a golden bowl in each hand, "Dao Chief, please make a move!" ”

The people around them quietly stood a little farther away.

Qingyunzi was not polite, he shouted softly, stepped on the seven-star step, and rushed towards Luo Zongwuba. Before anyone arrived, the sword intent was already rushing towards Luo Zongwuba.

Great Yuan Realm!

As soon as he made a move, an extremely powerful momentum spread out in all directions, and the fallen leaves on the ground swept wildly with the wind.

Qingyunzi took Luo Zongwu Ba Mian Gate with a sword.

"Bang dang!"

Luo Zongwuba didn't move, his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground.

It wasn't until the tip of Qingyunzi's long sword blinked in the blink of an eye that he suddenly raised his hand, and the two golden bowls slammed together.

The deafening sound of a golden bowl.

Many Yuan soldiers and Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, who were ten meters away, were all crumbling.

A person like Zhang Kuisi, who was hollowed out by wine, sat down on the ground with a pale face.

Qing Yunzi's face changed greatly, because, after his long sword was caught in the golden bowl, he used all his strength, and his internal qi surged, but he couldn't pull it out.

Between the falling leaves, Qingyunzi's sleeve robe swayed, which seemed to be amazing, but in fact, it was suppressed by Luo Zongwuba, who was as immobile as a mountain, at the moment of the fight.

This monk is not in the true martial arts realm, and I am afraid that it will not be far away.

People who can't see the clues haven't felt anything, but people with deep eyesight such as Yuan Zhenzi have ugly faces.

In the grass house, Zhang Tiandong, Zhao Dongting and others were also watching the two people fighting through the window.

Zhao Dongting didn't see any clues, he only thought that Qingyunzi and Luo Zongwuba were wrestling, but Zhang Tiandong sighed softly, "Tantra can produce many people......"

Hong Wutian, Mrs. Xu, and Tie Liduan also had a little heavy faces, and Hong Wutian said: "If this monk has not gone all out, it should be a true martial arts realm cultivator." ”

Even he arrived in surprise.

With a grade like Luo Zongwuba, achieving true martial arts is definitely a genius among geniuses.

The tiger father has no dog son, and the famous Dharma King in Zhongdu didn't expect to have such a powerful apprentice. The rise of the Yellow Sect does not seem to be due to luck.

"Zhenwu?"

Zhao Dongting was full of surprise when he heard Hong Wutian's words, "This monk has reached the True Martial Realm?" Can anyone in the temple beat him? ”

He couldn't help but care.

If Longhu Mountain is dedicated to Shakyamuni, the impact on the entire south will be too great.

A complicated look flashed in Zhang Tiandong's eyes, and he suddenly smiled, "Dragon and Tiger Mountain...... There will be no defeat. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly saluted Zhao Dongting, "Does the emperor dare to fight with Poor Dao?" ”

"What does the Heavenly Master mean?"

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, and then suddenly said, "Tell me now?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Tiandong nodded, "The emperor is my junior disciple, the Qingzi generation, after passing on my skills, he can fight with this Luo Zongwuba." ”

Zhao Dongting frowned slightly, "He may be in the True Martial Realm, can I fight?" ”

In his mind, even if he had to pass on Zhang Tiandong's cultivation, it would be impossible for him to grow so big, right? Can you directly break through from the Zhongyuan Realm to the True Martial Realm?

Zhang Tiandong laughed softly: "Poor Dao is not a lie, but I don't know if the emperor dares to take this risk." ”

Zhao Dongting didn't dare to agree directly, "What is the chance of success?" ”

"Thirty percent."

Zhang Tiandong held up three fingers.

Zhao Dongting was really embarrassed.

The odds of 30% were too low, and he didn't want to take such a risk, because he still had to live.

At this time, Luo Zongwuba and Qingyunzi were still fighting outside the house.

It's just that the faces of all the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain are not good-looking.

Qing Yunzi was caught in the long sword just now and couldn't pull it out for a few seconds, and finally it was Luo Zongwuba who took the initiative to release the golden bowl, and he was able to withdraw, but he staggered back a few steps.

After stumbling a few steps, he is a layman, and he can also see that he does not have the upper hand.

After drawing the sword, although Qingyunzi's figure was more erratic, the green robe continued to surround Luo Zongwuba, and the sword light flickered, but it was always blocked by the golden bowl.

Luo Zongwuba smiled peacefully, and never moved for half a minute.

A pair of huge golden bowls blocked left and right, blocking all kinds of Qingyunzi's exquisite moves, and it seemed to be effortless.

Qingyunzi's face was ruddy, and he had already promoted his internal qi to the extreme.

The fluttering yellow leaves almost enveloped the two of them.

The clanging sound is incessant.

"The little monk is offended."

In the middle of the fight, Luo Zongwuba spoke.

In the following moment, his feet suddenly moved, and he blinked in front of Qing Yunzi, who was about to make another sword move.

The bowl pushes forward.

"Drink!"

Qingyunzi's long sword was also handed out, and a sword seemed to be able to open a mountain and split stones.

"Dang!"

Luo Zongwuba's robe swayed, and it instantly became round, as if inflated.

Qingyunzi's long sword broke inch by inch.

He was slapped on the chest with a double bowl, and although he blocked it with both hands, he still vomited blood and threw it away.

"Senior brother!"

"Master!"

The Taoist priests shouted in surprise.

Someone hurriedly ran to Qingyunzi.

Qing Yunzi pushed them away, his face flushed, he stood up forcefully, and looked at Luo Zongwuba with fixed eyes, "The senior monk is so deep in cultivation. ”

The entire robe fluttered up, which could already explain the fact that Luo Zongwuba had reached the true martial realm.

After saying this, Qingyunzi stepped back a little dejectedly. took a few steps, but finally fell to the ground.

The Taoist priest next to him hurriedly held him in his arms and fed him a few pills.

Luo Zongwuba smiled, "Which other Dao Master came up to give advice?" ”