The dispute between the Ye brothers caused a lot of excitement. Ji Cheng walked onto the stage again and shouted: "Okay, now the Kaiyang Gate Ye Ming wins, and the other players who want to challenge come to the stage." ”

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, I heard a crisp Buddha number, and I saw a little monk in blood, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a young face, bright eyes, and folded his hands, walking on stage step by step.

"Wow, is this little monk fifteen years old? Such a young boy is also going to take the stage to challenge a master like Ye Ming, this is too bold. However, looking at the person who seems to be dressed as a Buddha and a jade monk, this Buddha is a jade monk, and there is no waste disciple, maybe the little monk has another prodigy. There was a lot of speculation for a while.

And the little monk came to the stage and said, "The incompetent little monk has seen the donor." ”

Everyone laughed again, what kind of bad luck is this, incompetent? It's also so weird.

"Hehe, little monk, your master gave you the name of drinking too much and playing drunk, incompetence is too casual. Seeing that you are only thirteen or fourteen years old, if you are stabbed by me, I am afraid you will not be able to bear it. Let's go down. Ye Ming waved his hand and persuaded him to retreat.

"Hey. I heard the brothers say that the world is chaotic, the world is striving for fame and profit, greedy for pleasure, and has long forgotten the code of ethics, benevolence, righteousness and morality. Now I have gone down the mountain to practice, and sure enough. As an elder brother of others, you are much older, but you don't know how to love your disciples, and your words are even more rude. The little monk couldn't look at it, so he came to give you a beating, and he had to knock out a few of your teeth, and he was guilty of karma for you. The incompetent little monk smiled, as if he was telling a very casual joke.

"Haha, this little monk is so bold, and he is too crazy to speak. Although Ye Ming is not a good thing, he is a descendant of Kaiyangmen. is about age, how can you win people by learning martial arts for a few years at this young age. ”

Ye Ming's eyes squinted angrily, and he said coldly: "How many teeth do you want to knock out my teeth?" How dare you say it? Originally, I saw that you were young and didn't plan to do anything with you. But since you are so ignorant of the heavens and the earth, then I will teach you a lesson, let you know that you know what is good and bad, and the province will walk the rivers and lakes in the future, and then speak wildly, and cause the disaster of killing. ”

"Amitabha. I can't imagine that the donor still has a heart for goodness. In that case, I will let you suffer less sin, and defeat you in one move. The incompetent little monk continued to give salutes.

"Poof! How can this little monk be the same as Luo Fan, talking so crazy that he can vomit blood. I'm laughing at me. Zhao Xue leaned forward and leaned back.

"Good! Anyone will say crazy words, let's see your real skills over there! Open the sun knife, the falling sun falls into the mountains and rivers! Ye Ming was furious in his heart, without reservation, and the big knife in his hand emitted golden light, as if he had a golden light, wanting to defeat the incompetent little monk with one blow.

The little monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, if you come to descend the clutches of the devil, the first move is to wash the dust with ten thousand flowers!" ”

After saying that, the little monk's eyes were as clear as water, and suddenly turned bloody, and in an instant, a terrifying aura erupted around his body, and the blood robe was directly opened. The huge energy instantly filled all directions, and even more than ten zhang away from the high platform was swept back by the wind.

"It's so strong!" Everyone was stunned and shocked, this little monk's skill was so strong that they couldn't believe it.

With a palm struck, I saw that the blood-colored palm was buzzing bigger, and it was divided into hundreds, but the fight in front of me became a siege from all sides! Even though Ye Ming had been prepared for a long time and slashed the big knife to the extreme, he could never fully defend against the attacks from all sides, especially the attacks on the top of his head and the soles of his feet, there was no possibility of blocking them at all!

"Ahh Yes! One move missed, Ye Ming's head, feet, and back suffered more than a dozen heavy blows all over his body at the same time, and immediately more than a dozen teeth flew out of his mouth, and the whole person broke bones and tendons, and was paralyzed like a loach, and he fell directly to the ground.

"Name!" When Ye Zilong and his family members saw this, they all flew to the stage in pain.

"Doctor, doctor, come and save my son." A group of people hurriedly shouted Qian Ling'er.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm not in a hurry, I can't die, I can't die." Qian Ling'er rushed over with the medicine bag on her back. Then start to straighten the bones and compound the tendons. Quickly reviving Ye Ming, Qian Ling'er smiled: "It's okay, I can't die." The little monk's methods were vicious, but they did not hurt his internal organs, but only broke many of his bones and tendons. I'll tidy it up for him and go back and raise it. However, this knocked out such a tooth, and I have to find another Langzhong to repair it, and I don't have any materials here. If you don't make up for it as soon as possible, I'm afraid that your cheeks will be deflated and you will be disfigured in the future. ”

"Thank you, doctor. Is there any good medicine that can make my son get better faster? Ye Ming's mother, Ding Jiahui, hurriedly took out another stack of silver tickets, handed it to Qian Ling'er, and asked eagerly.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Your family takes care of my business so much, I have to find a way to have it without me. You see, this is my own configuration of the five yuan liquid, six elixir, after taking my medicine eighty-year-old old lady can also grow teeth, bald people can also grow hair, your son has a small problem, after eating, keep it for ten days, he can be alive again! Qian Ling'er took the money, and happily took out two bottles of medicine and handed them to Ding Jiahui.

Seeing this, Qian Ling'er walked back to the stands, Luo Fan turned sideways, and said with a smile: "So short of money?" I see that you have become a counterfeit drug, does your medicine work? ”

"Tong Suo is not bullied! Why do you buy two bottles too? Let's sell you cheaper, one thousand taels a bottle, and I'll give you a bottle. Qian Ling'er smiled.

"Forget it, you should keep the medicine and sell it to the Ye family. His family is stupid and has a lot of money. Luo Fan smiled.

The Ye family carried Ye Ming down to cultivate, Ding Jiahui gritted his teeth, pointed to the incompetent little monk on the stage, and asked: "The rules of the competition are not allowed to deliberately hurt people." This little monk deliberately injured my son, don't you have anyone to take care of it? It seems that what the Tiandu Dynasty said just now is also. ”

"Hey! You can't talk nonsense, this lady. In front of everyone's eyes, the little monk only used one move, and it seems that he didn't use all his strength, your son-in-law can't bear it, this is not a deliberate injury, at most it is a bit heavy. If you think there is a problem, you can raise it, let's discuss it in detail, if everyone thinks there is no problem, it can only mean that your son's skills are not as good as others. Luo Fan laughed.

"Whew! You just deliberately want to see my son injured, and it's not easy for me to open the Yang Gate, if you don't give us an explanation, we will not give up. Ding Jiahui was annoyed and ashamed, and pointed at Luo Fan angrily.

"Well, ma'am, it's serious. In the ring competition, it is not surprising that there are some injuries. Didn't Qian Ling'er say it just now, it's not a big deal, just go back and recuperate. Hurry up, go. Luo Fan was kind and pleasant, waved his hand and smiled.

"Madame! Let's go, in the ring, we have no reason to argue. Ye Zilong pulled Ding Jiahui away, and frowned. Although he was angry, he couldn't afford to offend either the Buddha and the Tiandu Dynasty.

"Oh, incompetent little monk, your name is really wrong. It's obviously very capable, but it has to be called incompetent. As the saying goes, virtue is not shown, merit is not ashamed, this incompetence just shows that your master is clever. Let's continue to play, but don't play so hard. Luo Fan looked at the incompetent little monk and smiled.

"Amitabha, the little monk only fights the rude, thank you for the thunder chief god to catch the point." The incompetent little monk said with a slight smile.

"It's a good trick to wash the dust, then let me learn a lesson or two!" There was a sneer in the crowd, and they saw the second largest group of underworlds, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old monk, wearing a gray monk's robe, stepping on the void, and the immortal walked on the high platform.

"The monk of Xiling Tiantuo Temple, oops, this Tiantuo Temple is the first martial arts sect in the rivers and lakes. Unexpectedly, they will also play today, and now there is something to see. The crowd immediately became excited.

"The little monk has no monk, and when he sees that the incompetent monk is reckless, he has come to ask for advice or two." When the monk came to the stage, he was also full of arrogance, and said with provocative words.

"Monk of the Dao? An incompetent monk, an incompetent monk, what is the name of this law. is worthy of being a disciple of the two major gangs of the underworld, and this monk is also a top arrogant. The crowd was speechless.

"Hehe, the monk of no way, since there is no way, the incompetent monk will draw a way for you! Take my move first, the Dharma is immeasurable, such as coming to the world! Suddenly, the incompetent little monk's body bloomed with majestic energy, even more than ten times just now, his bloody eyes and body, his palms were red and dead, and a phantom several feet tall appeared on his body, as if a demon god had descended into the world, and he condescendingly hit the Wudao monk with a strong blow.

The monk of Wudao did not dodge, and opened his mouth to drink: "The Dharma is boundless, the King Kong is not bad, and the supernatural powers are free!" In an instant, the body bloomed with a diamond light, and the golden lotus mark appeared on his forehead, and the whole body seemed to be golden.

"If you come to the world, King Kong will not be bad! The secret technique that Tiantuo Temple has never passed on to the outside world, and two young monks who are not more than twenty years old have actually practiced it! ”

With a bang, the palm qi fell, and the thunder tower plank cracked inch by inch, and the Wudao monk stood firmly, and the floor under his feet was already in pieces.

"Armor-piercing King Kong Tong Xuan Finger!" Seeing that the extreme move did not break the opponent's King Kong body, the incompetent little monk suddenly stood up, his body spun in mid-air, his index finger condensed like a golden light sword, and swirled like a storm, his finger qi tore through the space, and the sky was shattered!

"King Kong is not bad!" Seeing that the incompetent little monk broke his armor and fingers, he could break King Kong, and the golden body of the monk turned soft! There was a bang, the ring was completely destroyed into powder, the smoke was lined up on all sides, and more than a dozen feet of ground rolled up a layer.

"It's horrible. This is a skill that a teenager should have, which is more powerful than the mad lion paw of the eldest brother. All the viewers were amazed by the strength of the two, and He Mingzhong was even more surprised and opened his mouth.

"It's amazing, Tiantuo Temple is not a martial arts sect in the rivers and lakes, and these two monks are martial arts wizards who are rare in a century, and their future prospects are limitless."

The smoke and dust dissipated, but I saw that on the chest of the incompetent monk, a little red blood stained the monk's robe, and the plum blossoms were spotted.

"The Dharma is immeasurable, and the Qiankun Mingguang Fist! Shake! Suddenly, the Wudao monk was covered in golden light and unfolded again, his fist was like a big golden fantasy of a water tank, and the divine fist was unstoppable, hitting the incompetent little monk.

The incompetent little monk withdrew his fingers, took a step back, and closed his palms suddenly, "Amitabha, eight Buddhas are in the sky!" In an instant, eight golden Buddha illusions appeared around his body, enveloping the surroundings and slamming down the Divine Fist of the Daoless Monk. Then, the wind and clouds change with the palm of your hand, the sky is thundering, the palm is ten miles out of the wind, and the grass and trees are shaking!

"Ahh Get out of the way! The audience retreated.

But seeing the two monks, one is invincible and the other is a powerful palm of the Eight Buddhas, overlapping hundreds of moves, and the energy that instantly collapsed made all the seats of the audience in all directions shatter, and the sand and gravel rolled away, and the number was urging, as if a thunderstorm swept away.

"My mother, is this something that a man can do? These two are also too terrifying. ”

The crowd took a few dozen steps back, frightened from afar.

Suddenly, the turmoil in the field stopped, and everyone's eyes cleared the smoke, but they saw that the incompetent little monk vomited blood, and the blood of his fingers dripped into the dust through the gaps, and the monk Wudao's face was red, and his fists were also dyed red. And the whole solid wood ring has completely disappeared.