"Brother Duan, save that kid!"

At the moment when the fat monk and Meng Yunyi raised their skills to the highest at the same time, Mrs. Furong suddenly exclaimed.

It turned out that it was Mo Xingheng who was impartially in the middle of the confrontation at this moment. Just now, everyone's eyes were firmly attracted to the thrilling fight scene between the two, and no one noticed or forgot that there was such a child as Mo Xingheng in the field.

If Mrs. Furong hadn't discovered it in time at this critical juncture, I was afraid that the next moment this kid would have been shocked by the terrifying internal force wave generated by the duel between the fat monk and Meng Yunyi.

In fact, there is no need for Mrs. to remind him, Xihua Xiushi has also found out and is about to come to the rescue. So, at the moment when Mrs. Furong shouted, that is, the moment when the fat monk and Meng Yunyi had just collided together, Xihua Xiushi flashed to Mo Xingheng's side at this moment, copied his hand, clamped it under his armpit, and reflexively retreated without stopping for a moment. At the same time, he shouted at everyone: "Hurry back!" Almost in the blink of an eye, Xihua Xiushi took Mo Xingheng and moved horizontally to a hundred and fifty zhang away. This extremely fast movement made Mo Xingheng's brain have no time to react at all.

At the moment when Xihua Xiushi took Mo Xingheng to retreat, the terrifying internal force wave generated by the violent collision between the fat monk and Meng Yunyi instantly exploded, and the ripples of the internal force wave almost hugged Xihua Xiushi's waist and spread rapidly, and in an instant, it completely swept a radius of 100 zhang into a flat ground where nothing remained.

Many martial arts people who were watching the battle, even if they heard the warning of Xihua Xiushi, they couldn't dodge because of their lack of skills, and were killed and injured by the shock, and some were even shocked to pieces. As far as the eye can see, dozens of corpses are lying on the ground, and there are even disgusting severed limbs and stumps scattered all over the place, while those who are seriously injured and not dead are lying on the ground and wailing, the scene is extremely tragic.

The originally smooth street, as well as the stalls of the restaurants and vendors on both sides of the street, were even more miserable, completely destroyed into ruins by the terrifying Neilibo.

At this time, those survivors who had escaped the catastrophe with profound skills were looking at the tragic scene in front of them with palpitations, and their eyes showed a look of horror, and they could not help but be terrified and said, "This is really terrible!" And immediately after the horror, there was a sense of happiness for the rest of their lives! For a time, the mood was full of great sorrow and joy, great ups and downs, and it made people feel extremely emotional!

However, there were no casualties among the ordinary people, because they had long since disappeared from sight. And the owners of those shops and restaurants did not beat their chests and cried because their property had suffered unwarranted losses. This is because of their losses, and at that time, the government will coordinate and order the corresponding martial arts sects or individuals to compensate in full.

This is exactly the agreement made by the imperial court and the various factions of the martial arts early on, and this agreement has been implemented for more than 300 years since Emperor Taizu Dawu began to be implemented, and it has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people under subtlety. No martial arts sect will miss the appointment. Therefore, these shopkeepers who have suffered losses are not worried or heartbroken at all, at most they are just a little depressed! Yes, they have to close down for a while!

As for why the imperial court had such an agreement with the martial arts sects, and why did the martial arts sects agree to such an agreement?

It turned out that Wu Yuanzhang was originally from a martial arts family, so he naturally knew and understood the nature of martial arts people to compete and win, and he also understood that this was forbidden by the imperial court. In this case, it is better to be sparse than to block, and to establish certain rules to reduce and weaken the damage and impact of martial arts battles to ordinary people, in order to achieve the goal of stable rule.

Moreover, Wu Yuanzhang was able to establish the Great Wu Dynasty, and those famous factions in the martial arts can be said to have contributed a lot, and they did their best in the back. Therefore, out of consideration for meritorious deeds, Wu Yuanzhang gave the martial arts sect a lenient treatment that had never been seen in previous dynasties.

The imperial court does not interfere in martial arts affairs, does not suppress all sects and factions, abides by the rules of the rivers and lakes, and can engage in armed fights in public on the premise of not harming the people, and the local government may not stop it. After the fact, as long as it is coordinated by the local government, it is enough to compensate for the damages.

Of course, the premise of all this leniency is not to endanger the rule of the imperial court and not to offend the majesty of the imperial court. Otherwise, the invincible iron cavalry of the imperial court will immediately break through the mountain gate and destroy it.

The idle topic is a bit far away, and now it is back to the book, back to the final showdown between the fat monk and Meng Yunyi.

"Amitabha, sin and sin! I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me!"

Suddenly, a mournful and painful voice sounded in a low voice, awakening the survivors who had sunk into horror and grief, and everyone followed the sound to look at it, and saw two people standing on their knees in a piece of waste fifty feet away.

Among them stood the person, wearing a monk's robe, the corners of the monk's robe were wisps, looking tattered, with a string of huge Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, this person was none other than the fat monk, and he was the one who spoke out loud.

It's just that at this moment, his face is solemn, there is no ordinary gentle smile, and his face looks a little pale, and there are even a pool of blood stains scattered on his chest, if you look closely, you can see through the blood stains that there is a scorched black burn mark under the blood stains.

Obviously, the fat monk has been injured, and looking at this situation, the injury is not light.

The other, who fell on one knee and supported the ground with his palm, looked very embarrassed at this time, his original gorgeous clothes had become tattered, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

The appearance and look on his face were invisible because this person was buried in his hair, but everyone knew that this was Meng Yunyi, the son of thunder. Moreover, everyone could see that he was more seriously injured than the fat monk. This is evidenced by the way he looked at this moment and the large blood stain on the ground in front of him.

In this way, the result of the duel between the two is already clear at a glance. The fat monk won, and Meng Yunyi lost!

Seeing this, everyone's hearts sank coldly, and their fear of the fat monk deepened again. Who is this mysterious fat monk, and even Thunder Gongzi is not his opponent! You must know that Thunder Gongzi is a super master of the Holy Xuan Realm!

"Ahem, cough, cough" A coughing sound sounded, Meng Yunyi slowly raised his head, only to see that his face was pale and terrifying, the corners of his mouth were still overflowing with blood, his eyes were dull, and he no longer had the same stunning look as before, and then he looked at the fat monk and said slowly, "Your Excellency is very capable!

Although Meng Yunyi has an arrogant and indifferent personality, he is a frank and straightforward person and will not afford to lose, so he frankly admits that his strength is not as good as that of the fat monk.

A look of appreciation flashed in the fat monk's eyes, Meng Yunyi's frank style of conduct was very temperamental, and the other party's strength was very strong, so the fat monk respected and admired Meng Yunyi from the bottom of his heart. At that moment, he solemnly saluted Meng Yunyi, and said solemnly: "Lord Meng Shi has accepted the poor way! Master Meng Shi's talent is really admired by the poor road! He is worthy of being the best among the young generation!"

The last sentence of the fat monk is by no means a compliment, it is definitely sincere. Because judging from the situation just now, Meng Yunyi has already entered the peak of the middle stage of the Holy Xuan Realm, and he can enter the late stage of the Holy Xuan Realm just one step away!

And Meng Yunyi's age is only in his early thirties, and he is a super master in the late stage of the Quasi-Saint Xuan Realm at the age of thirty, and he is afraid that the entire martial arts will not exceed twenty when he looks at it today. With his strength, he can definitely be included in the ranks of today's top young masters in martial arts!

And in time, this talented young talent will surely grow into a hero who dominates the world!

He deserves the admiration of a fat monk!

"Hehe! A loss is a loss, and no matter how beautiful the words are, they can't change this fact. Meng Yunyi deserved to be a cold and arrogant person, and he didn't accept the fat monk's praise at all, and responded coldly. Then his words changed, and he said coldly and arrogantly: "However, don't be complacent, as long as it takes another three years, this son will definitely not lose to your Excellency again, and at that time, this son will definitely ask your Excellency for advice again, and be ashamed of Snow Child's defeat today!"

After speaking, he immediately got up, but he didn't stop for a moment, waved his hand to order a group of subordinates, and soon he disappeared from the scene with the disciples of the Perak Hall.

As soon as Meng Yunyi left, the rather clever Changle Gang leader also hurriedly took the rest of the gang to flee for their lives and left together.

The fat monk did not make any obstacles, but quietly watched these people leave. His expression was calm, his eyes were indifferent, and no one knew what was going on in his heart at this time.

And if he doesn't speak, the others have nothing to say. For a while, there was silence on the field. Everyone quietly watched the fat monk, waiting for his next move. They knew that the silence was only temporary, as there were still Lady Bloom and Lady Fleur standing at the scene.

It is impossible for these two to be idle, like them, to stay and watch the fun. There will inevitably be a fight between them and the fat monk. The previous wait-and-see move they had been keeping a wait-and-see was just out of identity reserve and consideration, and let the Changle Gang and Perak Hall do it first. This is actually the pride of being a strong man!

The most powerful people are always the last to make a move! If you don't give the juniors a chance to show their faces on the stage first, once they do it first, won't the juniors just have to watch the performance from the audience! This is called the support of the seniors to the juniors!

After about the time of tea, the fat monk set his eyes on Xihua Xiushi and Mrs. Furong, and everyone was surprised to find that his complexion had become much better-looking, obviously in this short time of tea, the fat monk's internal injuries have been healed considerably.

"Lord Duan and Mrs. Duan, it seems that they must communicate with Poor Dao today! Since this is the case, Poor Dao has no choice but to obey the wishes of the two!" said the fat monk with a smile on his face.

"Fat monk, are your injuries healed?" Xihua Xiushi smiled lightly and asked with some curiosity. In fact, he had already seen that the fat monk was secretly healing his wounds by being silent, but he didn't stop it, because his pride didn't allow him to do so. It's just that he didn't expect this fat monk to recover so quickly. I don't know what kind of exercises this fat monk used, and it has such a miraculous effect of healing internal injuries so quickly.

"It's no big deal! At this point, Master Duan doesn't have to worry. The fat monk smiled faintly.

"Okay! However, before we do it, Duan wants to ask you a question first, and I hope you answer truthfully!" Xihua Xiushi nodded lightly at the fat monk's answer, and then his expression changed, and he asked coldly: "Who are you? What does it have to do with the Demon Gate?"

"He is the Maitreya Demon Monk, one of the twelve demon generals under the Demon Venerable Throne of the Demon Gate Reverse Demon Sect!" Suddenly, a cold but beautiful voice sounded one after another, coming from outside the crowd.