At this moment, the two of them were walking on the road, looking up at the gloomy weather with no sun visible, and the black and dull stone path under their feet, surrounded by layers of temples and lofty mountains shrouded in black mist......

The people I met on the road were in groups of three or five, most of them were dressed in strange costumes and strange descriptions, some of them looked at them with unscrupulous eyes, and some people showed fear after seeing Xiangxiang, but the fierce light in their eyes could not be hidden no matter what. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Chong is still young, and when he sees these eyes, he will naturally be afraid, Xiangxiang saw his face, so he comforted him softly: "As long as you don't mess with people, there are some people here that we don't have to be afraid of, some people are very powerful, we can't mess with them." ”

Ling Chong said curiously, "Forces, are there any other forces here besides the Four Palaces?"

Xiangxiang understood that he had limited knowledge of the Shura Temple, so she explained to him in a low voice.

Only then did Ling Chong know that in the Shura Palace, a place of "high freedom", there were seven or eight out of ten thugs in the world, although there was such a general belonging as the Four Palaces, as long as these thugs were not stupid enough to interfere with the freedom of the Four Great Hall Masters, the Four Great Hall Masters rarely cared about their affairs.

Under the rules of the jungle of natural development, the weak are constantly attached to the strong, and many large and small forces belonging to individuals are gradually formed.

Liu Ruyun, as the Lord of the Yan Demon Palace, is of course a big force, and she sent Xiangxiang, a cronie, to Ling Chong's side, not to serve him, but to protect him!

After all, many people knew that Xiangxiang was Liu Ruyun's person, and when they saw Ling Chong walking with her, they naturally didn't dare to offend them easily.

There was a flame flickering in Ling Chong's eyes, and the more he understood the Shura Palace, the stronger the desire in his heart to fulfill his wishes.

"Over there is the Baizhang Cold Pool, over there is the Shura Slaughterhouse, it is a place that must not be approached, here is the Mad Demon Palace, that side is the Mad Demon Palace, and in front of it is the Night Demon Palace, we can get to it through that garden......"

As they walked towards the Night Demon Palace, Xiangxiang told Ling Chong about the distribution of various parts of the Luo Palace, and Ling Chong knew that these were very useful for the future, so he silently kept them in his heart.

When the two came to the black garden, they suddenly heard a baby crying miserably, and saw four men talking and laughing towards them, and the baby was chubby, and one of the men grabbed the flesh on the back, and lifted it up without touching the ground.

The man was irritated by crying, and with a "whew" he brought the child in front of him and yelled: "What are you crying for, crying and throwing you into the oil pan and frying it!"

This is still a baby less than a year old, who is sensible, crying even louder.

Behind them, a man in ragged clothes rushed forward, knelt down on the four of them and wept bitterly: "Master Chang, if you want to eat, you can eat me, please let my daughter go, I can use you as a cow and a horse." ”

The person who called Changye said fiercely: "Fuck you, you girl has fine skin and tender meat, I just eat it, your rotten meat is sour and smelly, what do I eat you!"

As he spoke, a kick flew out and kicked the man in the face.

This foot was extremely heavy, only to hear the "bang", the man flew backwards three feet, and fell to the ground with blood on his face, but he missed his beloved daughter, although he was seriously injured, he still crawled over little by little.

Several men laughed wildly, and the person named Chang Ye threw the baby girl in his hand back to them, and then shook his hand, lifted a steel knife and said with a cruel smile: "Ye Xingyun, a waste like you is also annoying to live in the world, let me send you to see Master Tianyao Ancestor!"

When Ling Chong saw this scene, how could she still bear it, she ran over with a step, Xiangxiang didn't hold it, Ling Chong was already standing in front of Changye, she couldn't help but be taken aback.

Didn't you say that this little monk didn't cultivate at all?

But how could he be so fast?

Xiangxiang shook her head, wondering if she was wrong, only to see Ling Chong standing in front of Changye, and said firmly: "Amitabha, this benefactor, you have beaten him like this, you can't use the knife." ”

Seeing his bald appearance, Chang Ye felt a little strange, when did such a little monk come to the Shura Palace?

Ling Chong stood still, standing with his palms folded.

Chang Ye saw that although this little monk was short and stood there motionless, he was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he had an indescribable deterrent that shook his heart, but the brutal heart he had cultivated over the years still made him slowly raise his knife and threaten viciously: "If you don't go away, Lao Tzu will split you!"

"My second-layer purple blood Dafa, I don't know if I can block this knife, most of the time I can, he can't fly the imperial treasure, but I can, which shows that my skills are deeper than his, don't be afraid." ”

Ling Chong thought in his heart, although he was young and had no experience in confronting others, he could clearly feel the fluctuations of blood qi on Chang Ye's body, so he could judge that his strength was inferior to his own.

This is the unique effect of the Purple Blood Dafa, except for him, there is no second person in the world who can observe the opponent through the fluctuation of blood qi, and he said calmly: "You are not my opponent. ”

Chang Ye's face immediately turned ugly.

At this time, there were already many people on the road who saw this scene, and they all gathered around to see the excitement, and when they heard Ling Chong say this, they suddenly let out a burst of laughter, how can this little monk look at it as a child, and how many years can he cultivate?

"Ah Chang, quickly cut off this little bald head with a knife, stew the meat, and everyone eats it together!"

"Hurry up, are you afraid of the little bald head?"

Hearing the laughter of the people around him, Ah Chang's face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted, "Die." "Swing the knife and slash down!

At the moment when everyone thought that Ling Chong was about to hit the ground with his bald head!

Bang!

I saw Ling Chong rushing forward, and his bare head was extremely fast on Ah Chang's stomach, only to hear Ah Chang let out a strange scream, vomit blood and throw it away, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Huh?"

A group of people's eyes almost popped out, although Ah Chang is not a very strong master in the Shura Palace, how can he be considered a hard character, and he was actually blown away by this little bald head with "iron head skills"?

This little monk would not be more than ten years old when he looked horizontally and vertically, how could he have such ability? For a while, everyone's eyes fell on Ling Chong, and they were extremely curious about his identity and cultivation.

"The second layer of the Purple Blood Dafa turned out to be so powerful, no, it should be that person who is too bad. ”

Not to mention the surrounding circle of onlookers, at this moment, even Ling Chong himself was inexplicable, he touched his bald head, and then looked at Ah Chang who was struggling to get up in the distance, and was incredible.

How powerful the Purple Blood Dafa is, although it is only the second layer, it has already given Ling Chong considerable strength, but he has too little knowledge, and he can't do any external kung fu, only the head is the hardest in the whole body, and at this critical moment, without thinking, he crashed into it.

If he knew a little bit about martial arts kung fu or ordinary spells, he wouldn't have used this kind of dangerous trick to send his head up, but even so, his strength was not comparable to a third-rate villain like Ah Chang.

"You stand up to me, uh...... How dare you stand up to me...... Uh, I'll kill you!"

Ah Chang spit out a mouthful of blood, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he threw himself at Ling Chong with a knife, Ling Chong didn't dare to slack off, bent down slightly, and concentrated on the battle, as long as Ah Chang was rushing over, he would go over.

He has too little combat experience, and his "iron head skill" is effective, so he intends to use it once, and he only wants to win and save people, and he doesn't pay attention to the trivial aspects of whether his movements are good-looking and whether his posture is beautiful......

Most of the onlookers were thugs with rich combat experience, and when they saw him make this move, they immediately knew that this little monk was about to use such powerful kung fu as "Iron Head Gong" again.

However, Ah Chang has already suffered a loss from his first head, how can he be eating the second head?

"Dare to hit me, hack you!"

Ah Chang thought viciously in his heart, the closer the distance, the tighter his long knife would be held, he also saw Ling Chong's movements, but this time he was already on guard, and it was impossible for him to be hit.

Just when the two sides are about to get closer, they are about to decide the winner!

A white light shot out of the air!

The cold light flickered, and the blood splashed.

Yes!

I only heard Ah Chang let out a terrible scream, and the steel knife fell to the ground with a loud bang, and everyone looked at it, only to see that Ah Chang's right wrist with a knife was pierced by a small sword with a red silk, and blood flowed out drop by drop.

"Red Silk Sword, Red Silk Fairy Sword, it's Ah Xiang of the Yan Demon Palace!"

Someone recognized the owner of this flying sword and immediately exclaimed.

Everyone changed color, and they all turned their heads to look at where Red Aya came from.

But seeing a girl in red walking out of the crowd, it was Xiangxiang, Ling Chong took the risk to push out a head, she didn't have time to stop it, she was already frightened, how could this second knife still make Ling Chong take risks!

I only heard her say angrily: "Dare to be rude to my master, don't ask for this palm of yours!" Where the words fell, the red silk trembled, the fairy sword swirled, and one of Ah Chang's palms immediately broke off, and blood immediately surged.

The red silk was flashing, and it had returned to Xiangxiang's waist, but the little fairy sword was hidden somewhere.

"It's ...... you"

Ah Chang's forehead was sweating in pain, but this time he was not screaming, he just glanced at Xiangxiang with hatred and fear, and then at Ling Chong, but he didn't dare to speak, covered his bloody broken palm, and turned around in a hurry.

The glamorous demon Liu Ruyun is the second-in-command of the Shura Palace, there are very few people in the Shura Hall who are qualified to provoke her, Xiangxiang is one of the four little witches of the delicate Xiangxiu under her, and she is the number one celebrity under Liu Ruyun, and she actually calls this little monk the master!

The depth of this little monk's background can be imagined!

If he doesn't know each other, it's light to pay for his life, where does he dare to talk nonsense......

When everyone heard what Xiangxiang said, they were all secretly shocked, no matter what the origin of this little monk was, in short, this was a person who must not be offended, and after realizing this, some people began to leave in disgrace.

In the Shura Temple, even if it is a passerby, it is not surprising that he will cause death inexplicably.