Chapter 935: Monks are not Taoists
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"Hey, hey!"
The long-robed man suddenly laughed strangely and said, "Three-eyed Buddha, it seems that you are nothing more than that. ā
Before the words fell, I saw the other hand of the long-shirted guest suddenly burst out, slammed into his fist, and penetrated a fierce internal force downward.
"Not good!"
The long-shirted guest screamed in his heart, and with all his strength, a hole suddenly opened on his forehead, like a third eye, and his momentum skyrocketed.
However......
Burst!
Suddenly, the three-eyed Buddhist disciple was defeated by the long-shirted guest, defeated by the long-shirted guest, spit blood, was beaten by the long-shirted guest and staggered, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, but he couldn't stand firmly, and sat on the ground in a flash.
"You...... You are ......"
The Three-Eyed Buddha wanted to say something, but at this time, he felt that his Yuan Soul had been greatly damaged, and he didn't dare to say any more, so he hurriedly used his skills to heal his wounds.
Everyone was shocked when they saw that the Three-Eyed Buddha disciple had lost to the Changsan Guest.
Fang Xiaowu secretly thought, "Who the hell is this guy, why is he so tough!"
"Stop, don't let anyone go, and if anyone doesn't obey me, I'll kill them first." When the long-robed guest saw that someone was about to go down the mountain, he suddenly said coldly, not only on his face, but even on his whole body, he was full of murderous aura.
"Amitabha Buddha ......"
Master Wuhua stood up and said, "What kind of enmity and grudge do the donors have with the poor monk, why do you want to go to the zenith to destroy the chess game presided over by the poor monk?"
The long-robed guest first glanced at Ying Bantang, who was eyeing him fiercely, and then his gaze fell on Master Wuhua and asked, "You are Master Wuhua?"
"Don't dare, the poor monk is just no flower. ā
"Okay, Wuhua, as long as you give me the fairy grass, I will spare you once. ā
"Donor, what do you mean?"
"I came to the capital this time, originally to participate in the world's No. 1 martial arts conference, and by the way, to pick up the title of the world's No. 1 person, and on my way to Wangsendai, I suddenly heard you playing a chess game in the Suspended Mountain, saying that if anyone cracks the chess game, who can get a fairy grass, right?"
"Yes. Master Wuhua said.
"To be honest, I didn't have much interest in fairy grass, but I have lived for hundreds of years and have never seen fairy grass, so I want to see what fairy grass looks like, since you have fairy grass, you can give me fairy grass, and I can also give myself an excuse to put you down the mountain. The caftan said.
"You ......" Master Flowerless still didn't understand.
"Hey, hey. The long-robed guest sneered: "Before I came up here, everyone who came to the levitating mountain to solve the chess game was all killed by me. ā
When they heard this, they were all astonished.
But I heard the long-shirted guest say again: "Although I haven't counted how many people died under my palm, according to my estimates, there are a thousand people at least, and there are a few peerless powerhouses in the late stage of the Unity Realm, but none of them are my enemies." ā
Originally, he said that he had killed many people, but now, he actually said that the peerless powerhouse in the late stage of the One Realm was not his opponent of one move, and it was not one person, but several people, which made many people gasp.
"Are you...... Don't do it!" someone screamed, his face pale.
Don't do it!
The first on the black and white list, the first on the black list, and the master who faintly has the name of the first person in the world who no one knows.
"Don't do it myself!" There was a terrifying light in the eyes of the long-robed guest, like hatred, and with a trace of fear, he said coldly: "Who said I don't want to do it myself?"
Suddenly hearing a "bang", a yin qi broke through the air, dissolving the finger qi, which was amazing, and the person who shot it was Ying Bantang.
"Who are you to dare to oppose me?" asked the long-robed man.
"The old man should be half-tang. ā
"Ying Bantang, what sect?"
"Demon Cult. ā
"It turns out that you are from the Demon Cult. Ying Bantang, although your Demon Sect is powerful, I don't care, as long as you admit your mistake to me, I will let you go down the mountain. ā
Ying Bantang, as a Yin Demon of the Demon Sect, how could he admit his mistake to the Cheongsam?
Moreover, before he made a move, he had already thought about dealing with the Cheongsam, because he had already guessed who the Cheongsam Ke was.
I only heard him say lightly: "It's not impossible to ask the old man to admit your mistake to you, but you have to kneel down and kowtow to the old man, how about it?"
The long shirt laughed angrily, and said while laughing: "Okay, good, good, I have been in the world for decades, and today is the first time I have heard someone talk to me in such a tone, you have a kind, I want to ask what your status is in the Demon Sect, and what is your ranking." ā
Since Ying Bantang has already said that he is a member of the Demon Sect, of course he will not hide his identity, and said in a deep voice: "The old man is the Yin Demon of the Demon Sect, and he belongs to the ancient demons. As for the old man's ranking, the monk is not the way, this kind of thing is not for you to say. ā
Monk is not Taoist!
Everyone's hearts were in shock.
No wonder this guy is so strong, it turns out that this guy is the fifth on the black and white list and the third on the black list.
The long-shirted guest was stunned and asked, "How do you know that I am a monk?"
Ying Bantang said coldly: "Why doesn't the old man know? Do you remember the person you killed more than forty years ago?"
"More than forty years ago?" the long-shirted man thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I killed so many people that I can't remember who you are talking about." ā
"To you, that person is a stranger, but to the old man, he is the old man's relatives, and he is the old man's apprentice!"
"Oh, it turns out that your apprentice died at my hands, no wonder you did it. ā
"Hmph, the old man sent him out on errands, but I didn't expect you to disagree with him, and you killed him without even asking who he was, but fortunately he used a secret technique to transmit to me before he died, and I knew that he was dying in your hands. ā
"I didn't expect your Demon Sect to have such a powerful secret technique, and I didn't even notice it, but this kind of secret technique doesn't pose any threat to me at all. Anyway, I've already defeated the Three-Eyed Buddha, so let's go with you next. ā
After speaking, the long-shirt guest will correspond to Bantang.
"Wait!" Ying Bantang shouted.
"What, you're afraid of losing to me?" said the long-shirted man with a non-smirk.
"The old man is not afraid of losing to you, but ......"
"And what?"
"It's the old man......"
Before he finished speaking, a fine light suddenly flashed in Ying Bantang's eyes, and his whole body was full of yin energy.
With a bang, a silver substance rushed out of the Baihui hole on the top of Ying Bantang's head, and when it was sprinkled outward, it was like a fishing net, covering the long-shirted guest when it landed.