Evil creature!

Mo Ying turned his head to look, a young monk in his twenties, born with a tall cow and a big horse, the sound was like a bell, he shouted violently, and actually bombarded Miss Lan Yan with the wooden stick that mobilized his vitality in his hand, Miss Lan Yan twisted her body, although she lost a bit of strength, but still let out that painful hiss......

Mo Ying was furious in his heart, withdrew his sword and turned around to abandon Yang Hou, and stabbed towards the tall young man, the speed was also extremely fast.

A sword stabbed out, the red light was great, and the young monk was about to bombard the stick on Lan Yan's body but was forced to retract it, and his body retreated a few feet before standing.

He looked at Mo Ying intently and said, "What a vicious sword! I will accept you today!"

"Who are you, what are you doing in my other mountain?" Mo Ying said angrily, he didn't like the young man in front of him, the moment his sharp stick bombarded Lan Yan's body, he doomed them to be enemies.

"The little monk of the Duzun Mountain doesn't quit, but who are you? You can manipulate the divine beast to kill people?"

After the monk finished speaking, Mo Ying frowned, he heard his master Zhuge Wenwu say:

There is a mountain outside the mountain called Duzun Mountain, there is a temple in the mountain, the perennial incense is continuous, and there is a high monk in the temple, the name is called Kuzun Zen Master. This person can break life and death, dissolve marriage, see the future with extraordinary abilities, and have a very high cultivation realm, but he has a paranoid personality, likes gold and silver, and is a good woman.

Few women who enter the temple to seek an heir can escape his clutches, and they don't know how many people and families they have harmed. But no one dared to ask him for a theory, and he was abolished at least and killed at worst.

Until more than ten years ago, there was a woman who went up the mountain to ask for a child, was knocked out by this withered monk, wanted to misbehave, was bumped by the senior brother who was traveling with her, the two fought hard for a day and a night, the female senior brother was invincible and almost died, only to seek other mountains, and then this withered monk disappeared in the rivers and lakes......

And this young man who claims to be a non-precept monk is somehow an apprentice of the withered monk, and he looks like there is an aura between his eyebrows that makes people unable to see whether it is evil or good, somehow?

Thinking of this, Mo Ying asked, "Who are you?"

"Bold, dare to call this master by his name! Look at the stick!" said that he was going to do it again, as if he was just like his master, he was a violent temper.

"Wait! The old man is notoriously rebellious, and he can't imagine that his apprentice has really inherited the mantle and has not gone the same way! He did a lot of evil in the past, and then he was banned from the Duzun Mountain by the other mountains, and it was originally a Duzun Mountain with strong incense, and there were gradually fewer pilgrims, why? Are you walking down the mountain for the master? Are you coming to Beishan to seek revenge? Or are you here to destroy the forbidden land of Beishan to be famous?"

"You are talking nonsense, my master is a master in the world, how can he be grounded, how can there be those dirty things you said. He cultivated on the Duzun Mountain, accompanied by green lamps all the year round, and concentrated on worshipping the Buddha, how dare you destroy my teacher's name. But where did you come from, a little brute, you are extremely evil, and today the little monk will take you for the heavens!"

After speaking, the wind rises. The long stick in his hand is like a dragon going out to sea in the hands of the unquit monk, and the shadow of the stick in the sky shrouded down towards the ink shadow, and the ink shadow who did not dare to slack off at all looked sharp, and the beast shook his sword, and did not retreat but advanced, and he went up, and the two quickly fought together......

......

And Yang Hou, who was on the line of life and death, had already evacuated to the village under the protection of his cronies when Moying drew his sword and turned around, and Sun Buer also followed closely all the way. They were now standing on a rooftop, watching what was happening at the entrance of the village.

Looking at the figure in the sword light in front of him, Yang Hou sighed: "It's really thanks to this little monk, otherwise the general would not have died under that young man's sword!

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone behind him say, "Old man's apprentice, of course he can do it!"

Yang Hou looked back and saw that an old monk who was over Jiazi was standing behind him, looking at the front with a calm face, as for when he came, no one knew, and no one knew how long he had been standing.

Yang Hou was shocked in his heart, and asked, "I don't know what the monk is called!"

"Kuzun!" replied the old monk lightly.

"It turned out to be a Kuzun Divine Monk, who has admired the name for a long time, and I am fortunate to be fortunate to meet it! I just don't know why the Kuzun Divine Monk suddenly came to this other mountain?" Yang Hou asked.

"The old man has been grounded by Zhuge Wenwu for ten years in Duzun Mountain, and tonight it just happened that the deadline has arrived. The old man wanted to walk around, and suddenly saw a strange light here on the top of Duzun Mountain, so he took his disciples over to take a look. This is called the old monk of Kuzun, his face is indifferent, but his tone is very cold.

"Oh! I see! Thank you for saving your life!" Yang Hou hurriedly said.

"It doesn't matter, the old monk is not interested in your life, but he is impressed by the young man, especially the sword in his hand. ”

The words did not put Yang Hou in his eyes at all, although Yang Hou was unhappy in his heart, he did not dare to be angry. Pi smiled without smiling and hurriedly said: "Kuzun is a master in the world, we are on the order of the prince to enter other mountains, it is really an order to act, if you disturb the purity of the predecessors, you will also look at Haihan!"

Yang Hou said this beautifully, but how could Kuzun, a monk known as a high monk, not hear it, and he was just showing his body.

But he enjoyed this very much, and it sounded comfortable, and suddenly his brows stretched and said: "It turned out to be Li Yang's order, so the old man will give him a favor." In the early years, he had hiked up Duzun Mountain, had a relationship with the old monk, and left countless gold and silver, this favor should be returned!"

When Yang Hou heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and said: "I didn't expect the monk to have such a beautiful thing to say with my master, Yang Hou has thanked the monk here first!"

Kuzun didn't answer, and looked at the apprentice in the rice field in front of him who was fighting with the young man, as if he thought of something, and said slowly: "This young man is evil, it stands to reason that he is not my apprentice's opponent, but he can't be attacked for a long time, he should be a disciple of other mountains!"

When Yang Hou heard this, a plan suddenly appeared in his heart, and he said: "It is indeed evil, and the cultivation realm is not high, but it can drive the dragon and the phoenix and crush us and other cultivators, I am afraid that there will be no peace in this river and lake!

Saying that, Yang Hou saluted respectfully, seemed righteous and righteous, and then remained silent.

Kuzun suddenly replied with a smile: "The general is serious, Li Yang did not go well when he took the position of the crown prince of the East Palace, and Beishan gave his opinion, it is understandable that he wants to break this forbidden area, but I don't know if you have the ability? Beishan has always been domineering, and he is proud of himself." I have offended a lot of people, and I don't know if he has the wisdom!"

Now there are many cultivators sitting in the old village official's house, but unfortunately, although this general is an official of the imperial court, he is only a shallow learner, how can he drive them, but he is a high monk, can he ......?"

Yang Hou really didn't lose as a general, nothing else, climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix in the government and the opposition, and seeing the wind and making the rudder, the ability to make the rudder was still perfect.

He deliberately didn't finish the rest of the words, just waited for Kuzun to pick it up, sure enough! As soon as his words fell, Kuzun said with a scorching light in his eyes: "In the past, he was favored by the prince, and when he was in danger, he donated generously, and today this Shunshui favor should be done, the old monk and the general are people on the same road, and they don't need to be too polite in the future, they should help each other......

Yang Hou said a word of invitation respectfully, and a few people got off the roof and walked in the direction of the old village official's house......

......

This Kuzun is not at all worried that his disciples will be defeated if they do not quit the monks, and I don't know where the confidence comes from?

Then again, this non-precept monk is young, similar to Moying, and his one-handed stick method makes the furnace perfect, and Moying can't help but be shocked in his heart after a long battle, this monk is so powerful, if his master comes, what should he do?

And just when he was secretly amazed, under Ling Yan's demon pupils, he happened to see an old monk and Yang Hou getting off the roof, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart, Yang Hou would never have anything good, and he was not a generous person. Unexpectedly, he had just left Wuyao Mountain and returned to Pingping Village, and before he went to other mountains, he encountered such a tricky thing in a row......

I don't know if Master and Senior Brother know it?

Distraction in battle is already taboo, although the monk who does not quit is also frightened by the strangeness of Moying's moves, but the more this happens, the more his instinct for battle fanaticism is stimulated. Seeing that the other party was thoughtful, the stick method suddenly changed, from sweeping to splitting, the ink shadow's head was biased, and he was about to dodge, who would have thought that this was just a false move, looking at the wooden stick that was about to fall, the trajectory suddenly changed in the air, and swept towards the back of the ink shadow, the ink shadow raised his sword to parry, or half a point slower, the strength of a stick was like the power of nine bulls, and the ink shadow was directly blasted out of the three zhang away, and it was only after a few shakes that he stabilized his body.

A burst of heart-piercing pain came, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the ink shadow raised the sword to block, and the blood just splashed on the sword body, and the sword body was red and glowing.

Mo Ying endured the pain, read into the sea of knowledge, called the blue smoke into the sword, a wisp of green smoke blew in, the sword body trembled, the red light was very large, holding the sword in both hands, slashing towards the sword of the non-quit monk, the sword light skyrocketed, accompanied by the dragon's roar, and hit the top of the monk's head in a wind-swept manner......

Seeing this, the monk was frightened, and immediately retreated with a stick, with an astonishing speed, trying to dodge the sword after drinking blood, but he was also half a minute slower, the sword light turned into countless beast heads in front of his eyes, and he was opening a big mouth with fangs, wanting to tear his head apart, he was afraid, a little afraid, but fear could not end the sword of the beast after drinking blood......

Getting closer and closer, closer and closer, he seemed to see his bare head torn and bitten, and he couldn't help shouting: "Sun Buer, you have been stabbed by a thousand knives, you dare to deceive ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of "bang", and the wooden sticks in the hands of the monks were broken, and green smoke came out, which quickly burned and fell to the ground. He felt sorry for the hundred-year-old red sandalwood stick, but he was too busy to take care of it, the sword light had reached the top of his head, he tilted his head, avoided the sword light, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered on his legs again, and tried to escape!

But it was too late, the sword light split his shoulder, the bright red blood flew out, and the sword light catered to, without the slightest intention to stop, the blood was constantly flowing, and the body was like a fire to be roasted, he was afraid, he was really afraid, he no longer dodged, he knew that there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for the result that had been predicted.

He regretted it very much, and he regretted it immensely! He knew that he wouldn't go down the mountain with his master tonight, and he shouldn't have known this Sun Bu'er a few days ago, and he told himself that there was a little peach blossom in the village, which grew like a hibiscus out of the water, and he shouldn't have thought about the spring light that Sun Bu'er said about when the little peach blossom took a bath, and he shouldn't have pretended to be in the fun......

But how could there be so many people who knew it earlier! If they had known, they shouldn't have said those two words, "Evil obstacles!" and hit the blue wyvern with a stick, let alone beat the boy with a stick until he vomited blood......

For a moment, the little monk thought about a mess, it is said that people are like this when they are dying?

He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the red sword light to split his flesh...... However, except for the pain in his arm, he didn't wait for this moment to come, he felt that the wind in his ears was very light, a little cold, he opened one eye slightly, and saw a handsome face in front of him looking at him with a playful face, holding the black sword in his hand, and glowing red, there was a beautiful fairy beside him, and a heroic uncle?

"You, why don't you kill me? What is the purpose of looking at me like this?" asked the monk.