Chapter 120: Be quiet for Lao Tzu!

"Hey, isn't this the bastard?" The slightly thinner little monk glared at Qin Fan angrily, gritting his teeth, as if he wanted to swallow him alive, and he was so angry in his heart that he lost all the etiquette of Buddhism.

"Uh...... Hehe. Qin Fan laughed embarrassedly, he knew that this little monk was even more angry than the last time, there was no doubt that this little monk must have gone to the Netherworld Forest, and then rushed back, thinking of this, Qin Fan couldn't help laughing tightly.

Although he knew that the little fat monk must have known that there was no one in the Netherworld Forest, Shi Yi didn't know, he must not believe his senior brother's words, and then secretly ran away alone.

But Qin Fan didn't notice a detail...... That is, this time, the little monk of Kongshan did not pull Shiyi, but just stood by with a smile and ignored it.

Tsing Yi only felt a needle in his body, uncomfortable, as if someone was staring at him, and then turned his head to look, as if a small bald head in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

He didn't understand why this little monk kept staring at him, Qin Fan reacted now, and understood why this little monk didn't stare at him, after all, he was only a No. 2 blacklist, and the one behind him...... Naturally, it's number one.

When the number one hate-level person comes out, number two has to stand next to him.

"But it seems that Tsing Yi doesn't know this little monk, what's going on, didn't they have a fight before?" Qin Fan said in doubt, and then immediately woke up when he thought about it, according to Tsing Yi's temper, I'm afraid I go out to fight every day, who still remembers the duel one by one a month ago, I'm afraid I've forgotten it a long time ago.

The little monk was furious at this time, this bastard actually pretended not to know me, and then took out a wooden stick from somewhere in his arms, with a faint golden light all over his body, and it seemed that there was a Taoist Buddha sound coming out of it.

Tsing Yi frowned tightly at this time, and asked something that stunned everyone: "You, why are you looking for me?" As soon as this sentence came out, even a calm Nangong Yu almost fell to the ground.

The last time you did it with someone else, someone else came to the door, but you asked why they were looking for you, it's amazing!

The boss next to him was also wiping his sweat wildly, and secretly thought in his heart, this master is really a god, looking at the appearance of that little monk, he is naturally looking for you to take revenge, otherwise what else can he do?

The little monk suddenly burst out at this time, and with a loud shout, a dark energy came from the mountains and seas, which shocked Tsing Yi.

"Sonorous!"

The crisp sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath suddenly erupted, and a cold light flashed out suddenly, and the sword qi that seemed to be full of anger and blood-colored killing instantly appeared in the air, making people tremble.

The little monk was full of anger, and he stepped forward without fear, full of golden light, like a golden sun, shining throughout the restaurant, but the temperature was not as high as the scorching sun.

"Whew!"

The wooden stick was drawn out instantly, and a whistling sound of breaking wind was extremely piercing, directly carrying a golden light and hitting the sword head-on, a loud bang, but there was no trace of smoke and dust emitted, and all the true qi was dissolved by the little monk Shiyi, and then directly scattered in the void.

This trick made Qin Fan want to applaud him, but he didn't know that this little monk actually didn't want this restaurant to be broken up in his heart, ......why? He couldn't afford it.

"Hey, junior brother, don't panic, senior brother help you!" Kong Shan, who had never made a move, shook his head, jumped up, and rushed towards Qin Fan, because this Qin Fan had already touched his bottom line a little, and bullied his junior brother again and again, which was absolutely unforgivable for a united and friendly Buddhist family.

Qin Fan disappeared in a flash, and sighed slightly in his heart, originally this time he came to disrupt the enthronement ceremony, but he ended up with Western Buddhism first.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh......"

Eight big knives came out of their sheaths, and eight barefoot black-robed men stood up, facing Qin Fan and the others, it was obvious that they were also people who were not willing to be lonely, and they wanted to cross the bar.

"Boom!!"

Nangong Yu was full of fighting spirit, and the wine table in front of him instantly turned into sawdust flying around, and then stared at Tsing Yi, but at this time, Luo Xiu got up lazily, held a pitch-black spear, and looked at Nangong Yu playfully: "Have fun?"

"Fight!"

Nangong Yu's eyes carried this monstrous battle intent, and he shouted, a blood-colored light flashed behind him, and he saw a big knife with a faint blood color in his hand, and the blade was buzzing, it seemed to be extremely psychic, and he felt his master's war intent.

The eight barefoot black-robed people naturally looked at Jiang Chensheng and Yue who were sitting there drinking, and whispered, of course, they thought that these two people were the best to bully, one had never seen a beggar, it was estimated that he was a native of the Canglang realm, and the other was Yue Qingyu, which was estimated to be barely comparable to a Tsing Yi, and there were eight people on his side, so why be afraid?

Jiang Chensheng's cloudy eyes looked at the eight barefoot black-robed people with drunkenness, and shot out a fine light, which made the leading black-robed man tremble, and the big knife in his hand was even tighter, but he did not directly order the attack.

Qin Fan's side is very miserable, he was chased up and down by Kongshan, there is no way, he is seriously injured and has just recovered, and his strength is barely comparable to the eightfold of the world, the other party is stronger than the bastard little monk of Shiyi.

If you don't run, are you waiting to be killed? Qin Fan is not so stupid.

"The wind passes without a trace!" Qin Fan ran directly behind Jiang Chensheng with a smoke, now preserving strength is the king, what he wants to do is not to do it with this group of bastards, but to disrupt Li Baihuo's enthronement ceremony.

Otherwise, according to his temper, I am afraid that even if he releases all the killing moves and causes his body to collapse, he will have to fight.

"Hands-on. The barefoot black-robed leader stared at Jiang Chensheng for a long time, and then saw that Kong Shan actually attacked in that direction, facing the seven people behind him, and then turned into a black light and shot straight out.

"Fuck me quiet!" Jiang Chensheng's cloudy gaze was as bright as starlight at this moment, and his true qi exploded, and a coercion like a mountain torrent suddenly dispersed towards the surroundings.

All the people who fought were shocked, and for some reason they automatically stopped attacking in their hands, and then turned their heads to look at Jiang Chensheng in surprise, and a thought sounded in everyone's hearts...... A half-step earth sect that can step over the level!

The black-robed man who had previously climbed his momentum to the extreme forcibly stopped, a mouthful of red blood spurted out, glanced at Jiang Chensheng a few times, and directly strode away with people.

But Nangong Yu looked at Jiang Chensheng at this time, his battle intent was surging, and he seemed to want to fight Jiang Chensheng in his heart!