Chapter 42 Is It Worthy of the Buddha and His Old Man?

"Hey, I know you all want to go in and get a chance, so as to soar into the sky, but that's just a pitiful fantasy, as a person who has come over, I can only remind you that you are still young and have a lot of opportunities to go in and fight.

It's not like I'm old, no matter what, I have to go in and fight, I hope those disciples of the Great Gate Sect, for the sake of me as a bad old man, can let me go.

The bad old man only has a small wish, which is to obtain an elixir that breaks through the innate realm. ”

The person who spoke was an old man, he was already very old, and in his twilight years, he had limited martial arts training qualifications, and he had been stuck in the realm of first-class peak for a long time.

He had a hunch that the deadline was approaching, and if he couldn't break through, he would only turn into a handful of loess.

"These people from the Great Gate Sect are really too deceitful, and the treasures are destined to be known to them, and they have already made up their minds, and they don't give us a way to live at all."

"That is, if we don't have a strong background and no strength, should we let them bully, why don't we go together and divide the treasures equally, if those big power disciples want to snatch it, how about we join forces to resist?"

One person came up with this idea, which made countless people agree.

"Who is slandering us?"

Suddenly, a voice with anger suddenly sounded from outside, and I saw a group of bald donkeys wearing monk's robes walking in at the door of the inn.

Each of them has a bright head, a powerful breath, and six ring scars on the top of their heads, indicating that they are from the Shaolin Temple.

Walking in front was a young monk, he seemed to be the leader, just now he spoke, finished speaking, and locked on all the people in the inn with his eyes.

"They're from the Shaolin Temple!"

The people around glanced at it, and recognized their identities, and their faces couldn't help but change, like this kind of tavern, the disciples of the Great Gate Sect generally don't easily condescend.

That's why they talked about the major forces, but they didn't expect that there were really big force disciples who condescended to be noble, and what was terrible was that the conversation just now was heard by the other party.

The young man at the head of the bald scoop looked at the group of people in the inn coldly, and said, "You are a group of ants, you are so bold, you dare to talk about the top sect, and slander the reputation of our Shaolin Temple, you should be punished."

The words of the young man at the head were full of arrogance.

When everyone was silent, the young man headed by the bald scoop opened his mouth domineeringly again, and said, "The person who has just slandered himself will cut off his arm, and I can not blame the past."

The bald words of the young man at the head made the faces of the people around him change greatly, and the rest of the people who did not speak were extremely happy, as for the old man who had just opened his mouth, his face was as pale as earth.

A few martial artists who came up with the idea gritted their teeth and said, "This master, we were wrong just now, I pumped my own mouth, and I will never dare to destroy the reputation of Shaolin Temple in the future."

Then they slapped their mouths with their hands.

The first-class peak old man in the twilight said cautiously, "Masters, the old man is arrogant, slandered all the major sects, and knows that he has done something, there is a first-class martial arts here, and I hope that all masters will not be blamed in the past." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he trembled and took out a yellowed book.

"Old man, you will be a man" led by a young man behind the bald scoop, laughed and walked out, unceremoniously taking the book handed by the old man.

After seeing the name on the book, the young man's bald face immediately changed, and he scolded and said, "Grass, five tigers cut off the door knife, do you call it Huazi."

The young bald lady had a disgusted expression on his face, he thought it was some kind of martial arts he had never seen, but he didn't expect it to be a rotten "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife".

So the young bald scoop immediately spoke viciously to each other, and sneered, "Slandering our Shaolin Temple, just a rotten street exercise will be dismissed, old man, your apology is very insincere, leave your arm." ”

The old man's face was ugly, but he didn't expect this group of Shaolin Temple disciples to hold on to them because of a trivial matter, which made him angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to resist.

He said pitifully, "Masters, for the sake of the old man who is lonely and miserable, and is a bad old man, just spare me this time."

The young bald lady snorted coldly, and said, "If you say the wrong thing, you will be punished, if you are spared once, in the future, we Shaolin Temple, I don't know how many young people will talk about it"

"Old man, since you don't do it, then I'll take it myself"

After the young bald lady finished speaking, a powerful momentum erupted from his body, which belonged to the breath of the innate master, and the majestic aura enveloped the old man.

Then his right hand clenched into a fist and slammed it into the old man's chest.

Poof!

The old man couldn't block the punch of the young man's bald scoop, and felt that he was hit hard by a brute bull in his chest, and his body flew out upside down.

The young bald scoop didn't know where to take out a long sword, his figure flashed, and then he slashed off one of the old man's arms.

The Shaolin monk uses a long sword, this picture is so beautiful that some people almost didn't laugh when they saw this scene!

When this sword falls, it must have cut off one of the old man's arms.

The old man's face turned pale, as if he had a premonition that his arm was not in danger.

"Stop.." At this moment, a joking voice sounded.

"Is this the disciple of Shaolin Temple, he has no bearing in his heart, he likes to oppress and bully people with power, and the most important thing is that you are a monk, holding a sword as a weapon, are you worthy of the Buddha and his old man?"

A group of disciples from Shaolin Temple quickly found the person who spoke out, and found that it was just a very handsome young man and a few servants without martial arts, and immediately said coldly, "Who are you, dare to care about our affairs"

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't get used to a group of you guys bullying an old man"

The young man slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at the bald scoop of the young man, and said, "The old man has apologized, and he didn't say how the Shaolin Temple is. ”

The young bald lady turned his head to look at the young man and said coldly, "Since you want to be nosy, then I'll see if you have the ability to meddle." ”

The young man snorted coldly, and the long sword was poured into the internal force, and suddenly the long sword seemed to be activated, and the sword body was glowing with a layer of golden light, like a silver snake coming towards the young man's chest.

At the same time, a momentum unique to an innate master enveloped the boy's body.

The speed of the long sword was very fast, and almost instantly, it came to the young man's chest, and the bald face of the young man was flushed with an indifferent smile.

The young man didn't seem to see the young man stabbing at him, shook his head, his tone was full of disappointment, and said, "It's really domineering!" In that case, then Dugu will cut off his arm! ”

As soon as the young man's voice fell, he saw a flash of white light!

Swish!

The arm of the young bald scoop holding the sword suddenly fell to the ground, and suddenly a large stream of blood sprayed out, as if it was raining.

"Ahh

The bald young man, who was originally smiling, instantly turned into a distorted color, and the whole person wailed bitterly, and his voice was full of pain.

The people around were also exclaiming, they didn't understand how the young man made a move, and the disciple of Shaolin Temple had one of his arms cut off, so he let out an exclamation.

The group of Shaolin Temple disciples next to them also changed their faces, originally in their opinion, this young man who blocked their companions would be pierced through the heart by his companions with a sword.

But he didn't expect that the first to lose his arm was his companion.

A group of Shaolin Temple disciples surrounded the young man's table in the middle, with a cold look in their eyes, and said, "Where did the arrogant disciple come from, cut off my junior brother's arm, don't you want to leave"

The young man with the broken arm looked at the young man with a resentful face, and roared like a madman, "Ah! I want him to die, brother, kill him for me, kill him! ”

Although he didn't see exactly who did it, it must have something to do with the young man.

And now that he has no arm, he has become a half-wasted person, even if his realm is still there, but if he is missing an arm, his strength will drop by at least half.

At this moment, the young bald lady really hated the young man to death, full of resentment towards the young man, and longed for the other party to die immediately, so that he could vent his anger.

For this group of disciples of Shaolin Temple, the young man really has nothing to say, who is arrogant just now, this young man in front of him is arrogant.

I just said a fair word, I didn't say a word, I wanted one of my arms, and now I haven't seen who cut off his arm, and I'm going to kill myself, is this to see that I'm a bully?

"Get out!"

For this group of arrogant bald scoops with nostrils facing the sky, the young man didn't have a good face, with frost on his face, and scolded directly.

"Looking for death..."

This group of Shaolin Temple disciples said angrily, the momentum of the innate master on their bodies emanated, and everyone was like this, and more than a dozen momentum crushed towards the young man.

The momentum is fierce and incomparable, and if you are bombarded with so much momentum, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

Click!

The young man at the head is very powerful, and the momentum is also the most powerful, and he bears the brunt of the enveloping the young man.

"Take your life!"

A disciple of the Shaolin Temple saw the opportunity and took out a strange weapon from his cuff, which was shaped like a dagger, and headed it towards the young man's chest.

"Not good..."

Just as they were making a move, a crisis suddenly befell them, and their faces suddenly became extremely vigilant, and they all urged their internal forces to use their internal forces to protect their bodies.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

A scream came out, and I saw the bald young man who had just shot at the young man, and one of his arms was bleeding like a pillar, with scarlet blood, and fell to the ground.

The rest of the Shaolin Temple disciples saw that their companion's arm seemed to have been slashed in the void for no reason, and there was a faint fear in their hearts, and this time they seemed to kick down the iron plate.

The young man at the head said to the young man who was still drinking, "Your Excellency is so arrogant, we are disciples of Shaolin Temple!" ”

He hadn't sensed the boy's action yet, and his face was extremely ugly, so he could only burst out of the background to threaten the other party.