The Yellow Turban Thieves have also been roaming the area for many years, and today they finally met their nemesis.

The person who came was a monk, and it seemed to be two monks at first, but then one of them didn't know what to do, so only one came.

But just this one monk made the Yellow Turban Thieves completely collapse, and this battle could not be fought at all.

The members of the Yellow Turban Thieves basically know martial arts, and they all have some internal strength, but there is no congenital perfection among them, and the leaders who take the lead are the highest in the late congenital stage.

The monk came to the mountain gate, and held up a yellow, orange, and orange quaint golden bell outside his body, which was completely formed by internal force, and let those minions fire their bows and arrows, they could not destroy the golden bell at all.

Then the monk slammed open the mountain gate with a punch and entered the stockade.

After entering, countless people besieged it, and the monk simply sat there cross-legged, waiting for the people around him to pounce, stretching out his hand and starting to arrest people.

Every person who is caught by him will soon be full of skill, and his body will become an ordinary person with a soft body, because he suddenly loses his internal strength, they are even worse than ordinary people, and they completely lose their combat effectiveness, even if they do not lose their combat effectiveness, the monk will gently punch them, so that they really lose their combat effectiveness.

Countless bandits rushed up, all surrounding the mountain of human flesh, but they just couldn't break through the cover, the monk just kept absorbing power, that is, sucking and sucking, and the speed of absorption was extremely fast, and with a bang, the internal force was gone.

The bandits gradually understood that this monk supported the cover on one side and absorbed the internal force on the other, and if this continued, his cover would never be broken.

After they reacted, nearly half of the people in the entire cottage were sucked dry by this monk. The remaining bandits collapsed and scattered in a hurry, wanting to fight the guerrillas.

But this guerrilla is not so easy to fight, the monk absorbed the strength of hundreds of people, stood up with a hundred times the spirit, stood in place and began to volley people.

The monk's move is too ruthless, he raises his hand at you from afar, and your whole person flies over. It fell directly into his hands, and then all his skills were lost.

The bandits were going crazy, running around like flies, but they couldn't run, this monk was like shopping, flying all the way, occasionally raising his hand, and a person fell into his hands like a commodity. There aren't many who can run.

The bandits wanted to run from the front door, but the mountain gate was destroyed, and there were still hundreds of people who had lost their internal strength there, crying out for grief, and the front door could not get out.

The remaining bandits were finally chased by the monk and ran to the back door in a swarm.

But something even more tragic happened, they thought that another monk had run away, but they didn't expect to stay at the back door, they had just run to the door, and the monk came over.

Or rather, this is not a monk. Rather, it was a lama, dressed in red, with half of his shoulders exposed like an exhibitionist, his body was covered with watermelon juice and dust, and his body was almost as dirty as the one who asked for food, and the expression on his face was stinky, like a dead old lady.

Seeing the bandits running over, this lama was like seeing the enemy who killed his wife, and rushed forward without saying a word, hitting one by one, and basically the person who was hit by him. Martial arts were directly abolished, not to mention, if you don't do it, you will be left with a little disability.

I don't know where this lama came from so angry, the bandits couldn't resist when they saw it, so they remembered the good of the monk in the cottage, and rushed desperately to Huo Yuanzhen's side, kowtowing one by one to beg this monk.

"Master, suck me!"

"Master. Abolish my martial arts, I have done a lot of evil, and I should have been abolished a long time ago. ”

"Master. He can't do it, I'm already congenital, I have absorbed my internal strength, and I guarantee that you will be 100 times more energetic in the future, your waist will not be sore, your legs will not hurt, your feet will not cramp, and it will be no problem to enter the cave room every day and be a groom every night. ”...,

Huo Yuanzhen's face turned pale, and he looked at this nonsense guy: "Okay, I'll fulfill you!"

By the time Sanger finally held dozens of poor yellow scarves in his hands, and he didn't dare to come over, Huo Yuanzhen had almost become a yellow scarf seller, and Zhou was everywhere, and hundreds of yellow scarves were going to bury him.

Ninety percent of the entire cottage people were taken by Huo Yuanzhen!

The result of this bet does not need to be compared at all, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple won the final victory with a huge advantage and a disparity in scores.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't kill all these Yellow Turban thieves, but just set fire to this cottage completely, as for those Yellow Turban thieves, they have become ordinary people, and after completely losing their internal strength, they no longer have the ability to block the road and rob, and they can only be ordinary people in the future.

As for the sins they committed before, Huo Yuanzhen can't really investigate them one by one, the monks pay attention to compassion, they can't take people's lives, those who are extremely evil, naturally the government will clean them up in the future, and after taking all the internal strength of the other party, Huo Yuanzhen is already satisfied.

After most of the day passed, the cottage in the barren mountains became history completely, and the name of the Yellow Turban Thief could only appear in the mouths of storytellers.

After dismissing all the bandits and confiscating some of their silver bills by the way, Huo Yuanzhen went to see Sange, who had been far away from him...... Brother Sanga, what are you doing so far away?"

Huo Yuan Allah said hello and looked at Sange with a smile.

Sange uncharacteristically twisted a little, the arrogant lama was gone, but like a new little daughter-in-law, some wanted to talk to Huo Yuanzhen, but opened his mouth and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Huo Yuanzhen's face remained unchanged, but his heart was actually happy, and he said to Sange: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Sanger secretly clenched his fists, as if he was cheering himself up, and came to Huo Yuanzhen slowly, coughing a few times: "Ahem!! I'm ashamed to say this, I still don't know what the name of my junior brother is?"

"The poor monk is the abbot of the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan. ”

Huo Yuanzhen reported his name, but Sanger didn't react.

Coming here to compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance, although Huo Yuanzhen thought that Sange was an opponent, Sange never regarded Huo Yuanzhen as an opponent, and even several of his masters did not take this abbot of Shaolin Temple, who has been very famous recently, seriously.

No matter how famous they are, they can't pose any threat to Sange, and they think that Sange's main opponent is Dongfang Qing, the original alliance leader.

So after Huo Yuanzhen signed up, Sanger was not surprised, but hurriedly said: "It turns out that you are still the abbot, junior brother." ”

"Wait!"

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly interrupted him and said to him: "Sange, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for you to call the poor monk junior brother now, right?"

Sange's face changed, he didn't make a sound for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth fiercely, "That's it, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, since I lost, I'm willing to gamble and lose, big brother!"

The last two words were so hard that they seemed to come out of the throat.

Huo Yuanzhen nodded unceremoniously and agreed: "Well, Brother Sanger is really true to his word, big brother admires you!"

Looking at this monk who looked seven or eight years younger than himself and called himself the eldest brother with such thick skin, Sange's face was a little red, his kung fu was very high, but his face was the difference between heaven and earth compared to Huo Yuanzhen.

The eldest brother also called, and Sanger also let go at this time, and simply complained.

"Big brother, you guys are too strange here in the Central Plains, you don't know, just now I met a monkey in the woods, good guy, a stick was played by it, our Potala Palace specializes in practicing sticks are not as good as it, and the strength is surprisingly great, it is actually greater than my strength, and it is particularly cunning, and it runs fast, the reason why I was delayed is because I ran into it...,"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "Big brother, I told you a long time ago to pay attention to the beasts in the mountains and forests, how did you solve it in the end?"

Huo Yuanzhen knew that the Great Sage was fast and clever, so he should be fine, but after the Great Sage ate the Promotion Pill, his strength was probably about the same as that of Dongfang Qing and Nameless, which was considered the pinnacle of perfection, and he did not reach the Imperial Realm.

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen ask, Sanger said hatefully: "Don't mention it! I have been entangled with that monkey back and forth for a long time, I ran to chase it, I chased it to run, nothing was done, I just soaked mushrooms there, and finally I planned to lead it out of the woods and clean it up outside, but I didn't expect this monkey to be fooled at all, and finally I was worried about things here, so I took the initiative to run!"

Huo Yuanzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, it turned out that Sange took the initiative to slip away, and the great sage did a really good job.

However, Huo Yuanzhen still pretended to be puzzled and said: "I thought that you were good at kung fu, little brother, but I didn't expect that you couldn't beat a monkey, it seems that you definitely don't have any stunt protection." ”

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, Sang Ge suddenly blushed and defended: "That's not the case, I can definitely fight, but it takes a little more effort, the monkey is too flexible, and uses trees to dodge, relying on the advantage of sticks and long weapons to fight guerrilla with me, my super martial arts secret big mudra is hand-to-hand combat to exert the greatest power, and the demon flying pestle can not be moved, I am really unwilling to use it to deal with a monkey!"

Huo Yuanzhen's eyes rolled twice, and he nodded: "Oh! It turns out that brother, you can do two super martial arts, amazing!"

"Hey, big brother misunderstood, where is super martial arts so easy to learn, little brother, the most thing I have done over the years is to lay the foundation, as for super martial arts, I have only learned the secret big mudra, and the demon flying pestle is a talisman weapon taught to me by my master, and it is very powerful, but it is not super martial arts. ”

Huo Yuanzhen nodded slightly, with a strange smile on his face, "It turns out that brother, you still have these means, then it seems that in this martial arts alliance leader election, you will definitely be able to win the championship in one fell swoop." ”

Hearing Huo Yuan's praise, Sanger was slightly embarrassed, although he wanted to be proud, but in front of this eldest brother who had just won him, he really couldn't be proud. (To be continued) RQ