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Wang Yan shot out of his left hand and took the wine jar directly, but the flower monk had already expected it, only to see him slap his palm on the table, and the wine jar turned towards him when he saw this, Wang Yan immediately stared, and then patted out with his left palm forward.

Aggressive...

I only heard a few soft sounds, but it was a series of five sword qi from Wang Yan's palm, and they attacked directly from the left and right sides of the wine jar towards the monk called Hua, and the monk called Hua saw this, but he raised his hand and rolled his sleeves, and those sword qi were like mud cows entering the sea.

And at the same time when the sword qi was useless, Wang Yan only heard a sound like thunder coming from under the table, but it was a quick point of the flower monk to hit him with a flick leg.

The trick of calling the flower monk is similar to the next move used by Xia He when he 'didn't dare to get drunk' and Wang Yan tried his hand, but the cultivation and strength of these two people are very different, Wang Yan was able to restrain Xia He's leg changes with the change of his legs, but he didn't dare to hold it up in the face of the monk called Hua, after all, he had never practiced the next plate kung fu.

Therefore, at the moment when the sound came out under the table, Wang Yan stepped a little, and then saw that his buttocks did not leave the bench, but at the same time that the whole person flew backwards, the bench supported him from the ground, and then spun in the air, and in the next moment, I saw a purple mang shaped like a crescent moon and feet long rushed out from under the table, passed under Wang Yan's bench, and hit the big pillar of the restaurant. This is called a flower monk who can hit his anger with both feet, which shows his hard work!

Bang...

I only heard a popping sound, and between the sawdust splashing, the top beam and column that required one person to hold were actually cut out of a pit nearly half a foot deep, and the whole column shook when it landed, and the roof beam of the restaurant also made a 'click' sound, looking crumbling.

Seeing this, Wang Yan smiled and said, "Dirty monk, if you collapse this restaurant, you can't afford to sell it." ”

As he spoke, Wang Yan landed on the bench with his buttocks, and at the moment when he turned around, a finger of his right hand struck forward.

Scold!

I only heard a sword sound, between the flashes of blue light, I saw a number of thin and silky swords breaking through the air, and the flower monk saw this pupil shrinking, and then saw him lift his hands, the two sleeves rolled at the same time, and a purple streamer appeared from the cuffs of the two sleeves of the robe between the rolls, and turned along the edge of the sleeves, and after a blink of an eye, the flower monk waved his hands to the left and right.

Boom...

After only listening to a few explosions, I saw that the gravel on the ground next to the monk was splashing, and there were a few small pits, and a few lanterns outside the window on the other side exploded in the air, but this guy unloaded the sword gang that Wang Yan struck.

"What's in your sleeve!"

Looking at the method of calling the flower monk, Wang Yan finally knew that this guy was using one of the exercises of the Jialan Temple Town School. It is rumored that this exercise specializes in cultivating the 'way of unloading', the so-called 'way of unloading' refers to the means of borrowing force to fight, resisting the strength of the shock, turning the circle of the gang, etc., which can unload the strength of others and even the qi of the gang, and even for their own use, this kind of exercise is really strange and unique, but unfortunately, the Jialan Temple has not heard of anyone practicing this exercise in recent decades, so the exercise is too difficult, I never thought that this is called the flower monk actually learned.

"Good eyesight."

The monk called the flower smiled, and immediately took a big breath like a long whale sucking water, and the wine jar on the table that was originally turned to him accelerated suddenly, and even between the rotation of the wine jar, a small column of water rushed out of it like a swimming dragon, and it was actually drilled into the mouth of the monk called the flower.

This guy can be called a peerless defender in his sleeves, and he has a steady victory over Wang Yan in his next hand, and he takes advantage of this square inch, maybe he also thinks that he has won, but how can Wang Yan admit defeat?

Syllable.

Wang Yan grabbed the corner of the table next to the window with his left hand, and then he was full of energy, and his left hand pushed out, and then he only heard the sound of 'boom', and the whole table was actually lifted out by Wang Yan, and the wine jar on the table flew out with the table, so that the water column that was sucked out of the wine jar was broken, and at the same time when the wine was sprinkled, the flower monk looked at Wang Yan with a confused face, and said, "You..."

The flower monk really didn't expect Wang Yan to directly lift the table, such a method is too unsophisticated, but before he finished speaking, the hair on his body was instantaneous, because there was no more cover between him and Wang Yan, Wang Yan was at the same time as the table was lifted away, his left hand pointed into a sword, and then pointed towards the flower monk like a storm.

In an instant, the two of them were full of finger shadows shot out by Wang Yan, if it was so natural, it was nothing, but at the same time as the finger shadows were struck out like a storm, the entire restaurant in the eyes of the monk called Hua instantly turned into a bloody color, and the surrounding guests, buddies, and shopkeepers all turned into bloody corpses, and the long street outside the window was also full of blood, and the whole world was only a piece of blood at this moment.

"Blood Sword Nine Styles!"

Monk Zhaohua couldn't help but exclaim, he understood that Wang Yan actually used the sword to refer to the sword, and used the Proud Sword Villa's Zhen Sect Peerless Learning.

In the next moment, the monk called the flower didn't think much about it, his hands were already full of purple mangs, and then he shrank his hands into his sleeves, and a circle of purple mangs was wrapped around the sleeve robe, followed by the two sleeve robes like a raging wind, and the heavy finger shadows that came quickly turned quickly.

Buzz...

With a burst of strange sounds, the finger shadow containing sword qi in the Dao Dao seemed to be included in the sleeve of the monk called Hua, and there was no movement at all, but as more and more fingers entered the sleeve, I saw that the two big-sleeved robes of the monk called the flower gradually bulged, and the circle of purple mangs on the cuffs also became uncertain, as if they were about to crack.

"No more playing."

Waiting for the last few fingers into the sleeves, he shouted when he called the flower monk Deng, and then threw his sleeves towards Wang Yan as if he was holding a hot potato, but before he could throw out his sleeves, he only heard a few soft sounds of 'bang', and then he heard the sound of 'bang' explosion, his two sleeves were blown apart, and there were bursts of qi explosion in the air between the two, and the waves of air raised Wang Yan's hair.

"You're fooling."

When the residual strength of the explosion was gone, Monk Hua raised his arm that was as smooth as jade and pointed at Wang Yan with a look of displeasure. Although this guy was broken by the Blood Shadow Waterfall, he was not injured, and the power of the Sleeve was evident from this, you must know that this is the Blood Shadow Waterfall that Wang Yanyun trained into a sword fetus, and consumed half of Tai's internal force to stimulate the blood shadow waterfall, although he did not use all his strength, but the power was better than the Blood Shadow Waterfall used against Rao Yu at the beginning.

And this is called the flower monk is dirty all over his body, and a pair of arms are as white as jade, it seems that all the kung fu in his sleeves is on these arms. Wang Yan was very interested in this mastery, but it was a pity that this was the mastery of the Jialan Temple, how could others spread it, so he didn't want to explore more, but smiled slightly: "Did I cheat?" ”

As he spoke, Wang Yan turned around slightly and stretched out his left hand to his right side, the wine jar actually fell from the sky and fell into his hand, and then Wang Yan raised his eyebrows provocatively towards the monk who called the flower, and then laughed loudly, and poured the wine in the jar into his mouth with his head up.

Wang Yan did not play tricks, although he lifted the table, but after using the blood shadow waterfall, he used his right hand to shoot out a soft silk qi, and used a doorway similar to a dragon to control a crane to capture the table flying in the air.

And when the monk called the flower took over the blood shadow waterfall, he controlled the soft silk qi to tilt the table slightly, and the wine jar on the table slid down the table, and he stretched out his hand to catch it steadily, how could it be regarded as a trick?

"Happy!"

After taking a long sip of wine, Wang Yan felt happy, and at the same time, he manipulated the soft silk qi with his right hand to put the table back between the two, and it seemed that everything was back to square one.

Seeing this, Monk Zhaohua's face changed, his eyes flickered, and finally this guy waved his hand and said: "Forget it, it looks like I can't beat you anyway, even if you win." ”

As he spoke, this guy stood up, clasped his hands into fists, bowed to Wang Yan quite formally, and said, "Yuantong is willing to bow down." ”

Yuantong is called the name of the flower monk, this guy's such a formal behavior can't help but make Wang Yan feel good, although this person looks bohemian on the outside, and his words are not in tune, but his heart is frank and unrestrained, such a person can indeed be called a true temperament.

Wang Yan also stood up immediately, clasped his hands into fists and saluted back, and said, "Accept." ”

In this way, the two of them can be regarded as having tried, and in front of everyone, they asked Monk Hua to admit defeat frankly, and the superiority has been divided.

However, after this form is finished, the flower monk is in his original form, and he sat down and said: "It's a loss, it's a big loss, I'm afraid that I will be grounded by the old monk for more than half a year when I go back to the temple, no, Lao Wang, you have to invite me to a big meal, otherwise I can only eat green vegetables and tofu in the temple for most of the next half a year, which is really going to suffocate a person." ”

Wang Yan smiled slightly when he heard this, and then shouted: "Take the wine and get the meat." ”

After a while, a table full of wine and meat was delivered, and the shopkeeper took the golden beans thrown by Wang Yan and carefully retreated, Wang Yan didn't say much, let alone dislike calling the flower monk, the two of them pushed the cup and changed the cup and stuffed it, and the ghost uncle on the side seemed to be quite satisfied when he saw it.

This meal the two of them had a good time, and when it was almost evening, the monk called Hua to walk out of the restaurant with Wang Yan's shoulders around him, this guy seemed to have really drunk too much, his steps were vain, and he stumbled step by step, but fortunately he was hugging Wang Yan.

"Lao Wang, we don't know each other, and it's rare that you don't dislike me, although you don't talk much, but I can see that you really have a relationship with me. I don't want to care about the grievances of the older generation, and I don't bother to take care of them, anyway, I made your friend.

I keep this meal in my heart today, you can rest assured, as long as I go back this time and wait for me to receive the punishment of the old monk, I will wait for me to reappear in the rivers and lakes on another day, and then I will take you to eat all the delicacies of the mountains and seas of this Beishengzhou, and then make a few jars of the 'Qinghong' brewed by the Jingyue Sect, so that you can taste it. ”

Called the flower monk to blow nonsense for a while, not to mention the rest, the 'Qinghong' brewed by the Jingyue Sect is said to be the secret recipe of spiritual wine from Tianyuan Holy Island, and drinking it has the effect of pure internal force, how many jars are there? It's good to get three or two cups.

However, Wang Yan didn't care, just said, "Okay." ”

The flower monk laughed and said, "Lao Wang, don't think I'm bragging, I'll tell you that there are beauties, my favorite beauties." On the third day of June next year, the Ruan family of Qifeng Pavilion will come to Longyun City in Beishengzhou for three days, you will definitely come then, our brothers will join forces, and enjoy enough beautiful people and delicious food. ”

As he spoke, he asked Monk Hua to stand still, and then stretched out a hand to look at Wang Yan with burning eyes, Wang Yan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and between the two hands, the two almost said in unison, "A word is a certainty!" ”

When the words fell, both of them raised their heads and laughed, and when the laughter stopped, they asked the flower monk to step a little, and in the afterglow of the sunset, they drifted away into the distance, leaving only his voice.

"Lao Wang, see you two in the early third day of June next year!" (To be continued.) )