"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Fa Zhi only felt that his head seemed to be smashed by Mount Tai, his eyes were full of gold stars, the golden light on his body flickered, and the golden body of Futu was almost scattered by Yun Shibao's palm.

Yun Shibao's palm is unreserved, not only has enough internal strength, but also uses the power of the bloodline to improve the physical strength to the extreme, one palm down, enough to have a million catties of huge power, that is, the rule of law has a third-order middle-grade cultivation, and he was directly stunned for a moment.

Xiao Qing seized the opportunity of the moment when the golden body of Futu was turbulent, and the soft sword directly opened a hole in Fa Zhi's body at a tricky angle.

"Damn, what kind of weird way are you? How could he have such terrifying power? Fa Zhi finally stopped being as calm as he was just now, and looked at Yun Shibao with an angry expression.

In a sense, this eccentric teenager is a much greater threat to him than Xiaoqing.

"Ben Shao is born with divine power, as for that set of body methods, it is called Ah Bao Thirteen Style..."

"It is divided into old man carts, ****, old tree roots, poisonous dragon drills... Thirteen kinds of footwork, combined with each other, are infinitely useful, and they will definitely be able to send your bald donkey to the sky..."Yun Shibao said with a smile.

"Po Thirteen Style? Why haven't the poor monks heard of such a mysterious body in this world? Hearing this, the old monk frowned and said to himself in confusion.

The old monk doesn't know anything about men and women, but how can Xiaoqing not know? Seeing that the old monk was really thinking about the "Ah Bao Thirteen Styles" was the light martial arts of the rivers and lakes, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and glared at Yun Shibao with a cynical face angrily.

"Arrogance +15 (*5)"

"How dare you play tricks on the poor monk? Looking for death..."Seeing Xiaoqing's expression, where did the old monk not know that he was being played? The face was like frost, and the monk's robe was like an extra blower, and it swelled rapidly, which was a sign that the internal force was running to the extreme.

"Yo, you think you're a pufferfish? Don't be angry..."Yun Shibao said in a beautiful way.

After roughly figuring out the old monk's routine, he is now completely unpanicked, he has three professions, ability, bloodline, martial arts, and the three are in one, which gives him the capital to fight beyond the level, and with the addition of Xiaoqing, who is a third-order middle grade, it is only a matter of time before he wants to win this old monk.

Therefore, Yun Shibao is so provocative of the old monk and wants to brush up some arrogance value.

"Shaft, take advantage of your tongue, today the poor monk will kill you in the palm of his hand..."The old monk was originally very firm in his Zen heart and would not get angry easily, but at this moment, he was already on the verge of collapse by Yun Shibao's anger.

"King Kong Demon Circle!" The old monk shouted vigorously, and the countless wandering tadpole runes on the Leshan Giant Buddha suddenly flew out of a part, imprisoning Yun Shibao in place with lightning speed.

"Grass, what are you doing..."Seeing this, Yun Shibao's face changed, and he subconsciously wanted to use a "flash" to avoid the old monk's attack.

However, the invincible ability actually failed at this moment, no, it can't be said to be invalid, it's just that when Yun Shibao was urging the ability, this golden rune hindered his connection with the spiritual power, and he couldn't use the ability spell "Flash." ”

"Flower Floating Butcher!" Seeing this, the old monk showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, shouted vigorously, folded his hands, and suddenly bloomed with golden light around his body, and a thousand-armed golden Buddha suddenly appeared behind him, and the Buddha's hand was like a substance, shrouded towards Yun Shibao.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! Yun Shibao's mouth spurted blood, and was slapped into the river by thousands of Buddha's hands.

All this happened very quickly, and Kuai Xiaoqing didn't even have time to react, and the smile on his face hadn't completely faded.

"No, little bastard..."After reacting, Xiao Qing exclaimed, jumped over, and jumped off the Buddha's head, trying to fish Yun Shibao out of the river.

However, the flood was surging, and Yun Shibao was swept away by a huge wave as soon as he fell into the water, where could Xiaoqing still find his traces?

"Damn... Damn..."Stepping on the vast river, Xiaoqing's eyes were full of tears, her eyes were full of remorse and sadness, the blow of Fa Zhi just now was unbearable even for her, a third-order mid-grade martial artist, let alone Yun Shibao, a second-order consummate martial artist, therefore, in her opinion, Yun Shibao would be dead this time.

"You... Damn..."Xiao Qing raised his head with blood-red eyes, and the cold murderous intent in his eyes was a chill in Fa Zhi.

The tumbling immortal river seemed to feel Xiaoqing's anger, and let out bursts of violent roars, and the huge waves slapped towards the giant Buddha, which was rapid, fierce, and had the potential to drown it.

"Donor, the sea of suffering is endless, turning back is the shore, Bai Suzhen suppressing this place is God's will, and it cannot be violated..."

"And the little benefactor just now, although the poor monk was killed by mistake, but it was really his own fault, and when the poor monk returned to the temple, he silently recited the mantra of the past for him, for his excess..."

After killing Yun Shibao, the old monk regained his previous appearance as a monk, standing at the head of the Buddha, looking down at Xiaoqing who was walking on the waves.

"Old monk, I wanted to rescue my sister today, but I didn't want to kill more..."

"But you killed that little bastard, so..."

"Today's old lady is full of Leshan, no matter how many casualties there are, it is because of you alone, other days, I will see how you repay the fruits of today!"

Xiaoqing stepped on the tip of the huge wave, and the momentum was monstrous, like a demon god.

If Yun Shibao saw everything in front of him, he would definitely be shocked, and then he suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that the basic arrogance value of the drought who used to be a god is only 10 points, and Xiaoqing's basic arrogance value has reached 25 points, even though he belongs to the plot character and has a bonus in the plot, but there are not as many scenes as the hero, so it is naturally impossible to reach such a high level.

It turned out that Xiaoqing had always hidden his strength.

As Xiaoqing's words fell, the river surged again, sweeping towards Leshan with unrivaled might.

Such a scene can't help but remind people of the scene of the White Lady in folklore in order to save Xu Xian, the scene of the water flooding the golden mountain, the legend and the reality, at this moment, it seems to overlap.

"It's... Is this Moco immeasurable? ”

"No wonder, no wonder for so many years, adults have repeatedly sent people to sneak into Shaolin to find the Yuanji Moke written by Dharma back then, and it has been fruitless, it turns out that you have already gotten it..."

"Mother God, you're really hiding deep enough!" Fa Zhi's expression was solemn, and his eyes looked at Xiaoqing deadly.

"Dead bald donkey, let's die..."Xiaoqing now just wants to solve the wisdom of the law, rescue Bai Suzhen, and avenge Yun Shibao, where is he still in the mood to talk nonsense with the old monk.

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Just as a big drama of "Water Man Leshan" was being staged outside, inside Leshan, in the Lingyun Cave, Yun Shibao looked at the monster in front of him that was more than four meters tall and was full of scorching flames, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva subconsciously. Read the latest chapter of "The Strongest Mad Emperor Claw Book House in the World" for free for the first time.