Wang Shun looked back and saw that it was none other than the old host of Tianfengling Xituo Temple, the empty old monk, who was his second uncle.

"Uncle Shi, I'm ......"

"Wang Shunna, listen to me, retreat to the side and rest. ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi, then you have worked hard. However, be careful of this person's blades, they are all fragments, this kid is also good at fighting hidden weapons. ”

"Well, I see, you can retreat first!"

Wang Shun listened to the words of the empty old monk, stepped aside, and stood behind his master, the Golden Palm Buddha Zen.

The empty old monk raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Xuanliang. Then, a Buddha horn was recited.

"Ah...... Mida Buddha, little doll, this time, the poor monk came to move his muscles and bones. I don't know who your name is, little doll?"

Chen Xuanliang saw that it was an old monk who came to fight for a while.

I saw this old monk, who looked very spiritual. The skull is bright, with a ring scar on the head. White eyebrows can be three inches long.

The old monk's eyes were like lamps, and his compassionate gaze made him look a lot kinder.

The bridge of the nose is high, the mouth of the sea is square, the face is full of wrinkles, and a wisp of goatee is scattered on the chest. This old monk looks at his face, and he has to be in his sixties if he is not seventy.

The figure is neither fat nor thin, just right.

Chen Xuanliang's heart is cold, he can still stretch out his hand to beat Wang Shun, beat this old monk, Chen Xuanliang has no bottom in his heart!

In this world, the older you are, the more capable you are, and the older you are, the stronger your martial arts are. Looking at the age of this old monk, is it enough for him to fight?

Chen Xuanliang thought again, this hasn't started to fight yet, what am I afraid of?

I'll give it a try.

Chen Xuanliang thought of this, and then opened his mouth to respond to the old monk.

"Hehe, old-timer, I'm called Chen Xuanliang. My teacher loved me and gave me a nickname, calling me the eight-gibbon monkey martial arts scholar. I'm not famous, mention my teacher, you know. He is the famous white-eyed hero Xu Liang!"

"Oh, your teacher is Xu Liang?"

The old monk's eyebrows moved, Xu Liang knew too well. Although I don't go down the mountain much, I have heard about it. Xu Liang, this kid, is a rising star in the green forest!

helped Kaifeng Mansion to destroy the island, and made a lot of efforts, enough to be a hero. I didn't expect ...... The young doll in front of him turned out to be Xu Liang's apprentice.

"Hehe, they all say famous teachers...... Out of the master, you stretch out your hand first! I'll come to see and see, the famous Xu Liang has taught you something. ”

"Wait, before you do it, do you have to let me know who you are?"

"Hehe, what's the point of telling you? Poor monk, the Dharma name is empty. ”

As soon as this old monk signed up, no one else had heard of it, but Jiang Ping had heard of it. I didn't expect that among these people who came today, there was an empty old monk.

Jiang Ping frowned, and he didn't know if Chen Xuanliang could withstand it. However, Jiang Ping was worried about Chen Xuanliang, and he was not as worried as others.

Why?

Others don't know, Jiang Ping knows that Chen Xuanliang, this kid, not to mention a bad stomach, is also a belly of flowers.

In some of the cases handled before, although the idea came from Fang Shu'an's mouth, Jiang Ping knew that no matter how many bad things Fang Shu'an had, the tricks would be turned over and over, those few.

But since Chen Xuanliang arrived in Kaifeng Mansion, Fang Shu'an's work has been increasing. Therefore, Jiang Ping felt that even if Chen Xuanliang couldn't beat him, he could save his life.

Chen Xuanliang listened to the old monk's name, pondered for a while, and then spoke.

"Oh...... I haven't heard of you, and it seems that you are not very famous. You go down, you let the Golden Palm Buddha come over. I studied art with my teacher Xu Liang for three years, and as soon as I made a move, I had to fight a famous swordsman, what is the matter with beating you? The pheasant is nameless, the straw sandals are not numbered, and it is a shame to win you. ”

Although Chen Xuanliang had never heard of the empty old monk, he knew that this old monk must be a great swordsman.

The reason why I say this is that I am angry with him before fighting, and if he is angry, won't he mess up with himself?

Chen Xuanliang didn't know that his wishful thinking was wrong. The old monk smiled slightly and spoke.

"Doll, don't take advantage of that tongue, I'm so old...... Do you care about your words? Huh? If you don't stretch out your hand...... Then I'm going to do it first. ”

"I didn't expect you to be in a hurry, I'll reach out first. ”

Chen Xuanliang was talking, and the soles of his feet could be changed. Leng Buding scurried forward, pulled out the iron fan from behind his back, and smashed it down with a snort.

I heard a crisp sound in the ear chakra, !! crack.

Chen Xuanliang thought that this old monk had to hide from himself, but he didn't expect it...... The old monk didn't hide.

With this brain shell, he took this blow solidly. shook out his iron fan, and his hand was numb.

I thought I wanted ten thousand peach blossoms to bloom, but no. This old monk has not moved. There was nothing wrong with his brain shell, just a white mark on the part that came into contact with the iron fan.

You know, this iron fan is not a slap, he said to slap you, nothing happened. This is iron, an iron guy of more than sixty pounds, who will not open the scoop?

Chen Xuanliang's heart is sinking, it seems that the hard skills and qigong of this old monk, not to mention reaching the peak, are not much worse.

Jiang Ping was also shocked, it seems that this old monk is not easy to mess with.

The old monk reached out and touched his brain, and then he was happy.

"Little doll, why don't you work hard? Haven't you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, you can go back and come back when you're full, the poor monk is not in a hurry, I can wait for you." ”

That's what an annoyance!

Chen Xuanliang spoke in his heart, you old monk, don't you think you have a deep foundation? If you have the ability, you can let me do it again.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuanliang was happy.

"Senior, I'm also an apprentice taught by the white-eyed hero Xu Liang, how can I be bored......? Shall I do it again?"

When the old monk heard this, his smile did not decrease. The heart speaks, you little doll, the heart is quite vicious. Do you want to beat me up again? Okay, well, then I'll satisfy you.

"Oh...... I see. Little doll, you don't have to be polite, just use your all. Why don't you just come again! The poor monk told you to open your eyes. Come on!"

"Okay, old-timer, with your words, then I'll be wild?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

Wang Shun looked at it, his uncle still had to take it hard, how could this work, could he still catch it?

Wang Shun wanted to go over when he left, but was pulled by the Golden Palm Buddha Zen.

"Teacher ......"

"Don't worry, just look at it. ”

"That'...... Alright!"

Chen Xuanliang spat at the mouthful, spit on the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and grabbed his iron fan.

It's a lot of energy!

Then one strides past and then leaps up again. The iron fan in his hand, with a whin, hung with a violent wind, and smashed down.

Chen Xuanliang, it's also quite bad.

The moment the iron fan fell down, it was pressed on the collapse spring. I heard a gaba sound, and the fan surface instantly expanded. At this moment, the sturdy was sturdy.

Chen Xuanliang felt that this time, I will give you the skull, and it will be over as a big cake.

On the side of the Golden Palm Buddha Zen, they were all startled when they saw this situation, and their faces were gloomy like water. The heart speaks, Chen Xuanliang, Chen Xuanliang, you are really not a thing!

Today, if the empty old monk dies, I will have to pick your skin.

Chen Xuanliang thought that his sudden attack could kill this empty old monk. As soon as the iron fan was withdrawn, Chen Xuanliang was dumbfounded.

Empty old monk, it's okay.

The white mark is much larger than the original, but the empty old monk is still untouched.

"Hehehe, doll, have you used enough strength this time? You beat me twice, as the saying goes, come and don't be rude, you can also take me twice!"

The old monk raised his right palm as he spoke. The figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, it was Chen Xuanliang's ...... Near.