Han Wenxuan stared at Hai Kui with his eyes, and the resentment in his eyes made Hai Kui sigh in his heart for a while, saying that heroes can't pass the beauty pass, is it that he is a hero, so he can't pass this beauty pass?

However, Haikui has always believed that he is a real villain, and he is not a hypocrite!

sighed, "Okay, don't stare at me with your resentful eyes, my heart is furious, I'm afraid of you, you wait." ”

Hai Kui said, walked in front of a few people, stretched out his hand and pointed at the shouting young man, "Well, you insulted the head of the first faction in the world, you should be punished, you are a foreigner, I will only be a slap punishment!"

When the words fell, the young man's body soared on its own, flew into the air, and in front of the heads of the people below, the applause rang out, and everyone clearly saw that the palm prints on his face were prominent, and he was slapped in the face.

The young man's cultivation is very weak, but he can't measure himself, so he made a bird, and he didn't resist in front of Haikui, and Haikui only wanted to use him as a demonstration and deterrent, and didn't want to kill him, so slapping him in the face was the best way.

A man, even if he has embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, is still very good-looking, and he will not change for eternity! Unless his life is in danger, who can afford to be slapped in the face.

The young man was beaten, but he was full of foul language and angry scolding.

Haikui sneered, he didn't care, scold, anyway, it was the Cold Moon faction that was scolded, and he was not the Cold Moon faction, no, isn't my wife from the Cold Moon faction?

I feel like I'm not sitting upright!

insulting his wife is even more insulting to him by three levels!

Because now this kid scolded in his mouth: "You women of the Cold Moon Sect are all, and they are all, and they are all turned by 10,000 people." ”

Grandma's, isn't this an insult to him, Lao Tzu will never allow anyone to put a trumped-up green hat on his head!

Hai Kui backhanded, increased the force, and slapped him in the face.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the young man's mouth, a few teeth were knocked out, and his speech was slurred, even if he scolded, he couldn't hear what he was scolding clearly, and his speech was leaking.

This time, I couldn't hear what I was scolding, and I felt a lot better!

A few of the fellow Daoists who were with the young man below were very angry, but they were shocked by Haikui's cultivation, so they could only scold below, and no one who wanted to find death dared to fly up to fight for life and death!

The expressions of other people around who don't care about themselves are different, some don't care, but most of them are dissatisfied, which is obviously too arrogant.

As soon as Haikui's right hand was loosened, the young man who was beaten in the air fell, and was caught by his own fellow disciple to check the injury.

"Daoist friends are so domineering!"

A majestic voice sounded, and in the square at the foot of the mountain, a bald head walked out slowly.

Isn't that a monk, in Haikui's impression, it seems that monks like to fight unevenly, and he frowned slightly.

There are three thousand avenues, each with its own way of cultivating, including cultivating Buddhism, but Haikui has a bad impression of the monk, because he thinks he is a real villain, and he thinks that the monk is a hypocrite!

Since ancient times, real villains and hypocrites seem to be unable to pee in a pot, and they are born with a sense of disgust.

"I've seen this fellow Daoist!"

"I've seen the master!"

People salute, Haikui naturally salutes, he is called a friend, he is called a master, and each other has the feeling of following the customs!

"What advice does the master have?" asked Haikui first.

"I heard that your faction regards itself as the first in the world, and the so-called greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, I want to ask, whether your faction can be civilized, safe and martial, and can determine the country?"

Haikui felt that the monk's question was quite sharp.

"Master, it's not that Buddhism has no desires and no desires, why does the master still care about these things, and he still cares about all beings in the world, even so, why doesn't the master enter the secular door and want to escape from the empty door?" After saying these words, Haquidon felt that he was also highly talented.

"Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, Clouds: Color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"

This sentence is high, the answer is equal to not answering and answering, Haikui turned around, "Master, the master is strong in Buddhism, please come forward to explain it to him, let him let go of his obsession and escape into my door!"

Zhen Miaoyu has been silent, and when she heard Haikui talking to her at this time, she glared at him, and she had a lot of whispers in her heart, but at this time, she really had to send an arrow.

Hai Kui turned his head and pointed at the monk again: "Well, Er's bald donkey, the little little little Dharma Dharma also dares to make an axe in front of the Cold Moon Sect, the first cultivation gate of my Great Heaven Dynasty, and I don't let you see the power of my sect, I'm afraid that the way of barbarians will turn the sky upside down!"

After Hai Kui finished speaking, he immediately retreated and said in a loud voice: "I invite the head of the Cold Moon Sect, the number one cultivation sect in the world, to discuss the Tao with the barbarian Dao thief! Everyone is welcome."

There was applause, and there were people cheering, which Haikui didn't expect.

Since ancient times, the Tao believes that the Buddha is the law of barbarians, and it is naturally not so friendly, so Haikui said, they also agree, but they do not agree with what is the first in the world, and applaud only because he said that the thief is the way of barbarians, applaud for this, that's all!

The monk was not in a hurry or annoyed, he looked up at Zhen Miaoyu, the head of the Cold Moon Sect, with calm eyes, that focused look is the realm of men and women in love, there is nothing else in the eyes, only you!

This monk's concentration is good.

Zhen Miaoyu coughed dryly, looked at Haikui, and finally looked at Han Wenxuan with a pleading gaze, as the head of the Cold Moon Sect, she had been preaching and teaching for decades, but now she didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Slowly quieted down, silent, no one spoke, waiting for the head of the Cold Moon Sect to speak.

It seems that from the beginning to the present, it is the man who is talking, and no one is talking to the women, what is the identity of that man, and what is the relationship with them.

Speculation varies.

Most consider it to be impure friendship.

Zhen Miaoyu paused for a long time before slowly speaking, "Thank you for your support." ”

After holding back such a sentence for a long time, Haikui was speechless.

As soon as her words fell, someone shouted: "Cheer a fart, what ability do you have to be the first in the world, come on, come on, and have a few tricks with grandpa and me!" "Phew, the first in the world, Lao Tzu is here to see which shameless guy dares to call himself the first in the world, just like you, I'm afraid that the bed can't be called the first in the world!"

Foul language arose for a while.

"Master Zhen, it's just a group of rabble, let me see what you have to do to send this rabble!"

A loud voice suppressed all the voices, and a middle-aged man in white appeared in the air, with extraordinary instruments, followed by several women, all of whom were dressed in white, looking at the respectful attitude, it was obviously the attendant of the middle-aged man in white.

Zhen Miaoyu frowned slightly, someone came to know.

The middle-aged man's face was a little strange, and he looked at Zhen Miaoyu from top to bottom, and said: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Zhen's head is really the same as it was back then, and he is still so beautiful." ”

It's just getting more rustic.

The people around him saw that there was another emergence, and immediately held their breath and watched quietly.

The monk on the square saw that he was suddenly forgotten, shook his head slightly, rose up, and an illusory lotus platform appeared under his feet, looking like a cow of a high-ranking monk, flew to the same position as Zhen Miaoyu, and said: "Master Zhen has not answered the words of the little monk yet!"

"Where did the monk come from, didn't you see me talking to my old acquaintance?" the middle-aged man in white frowned and said coldly.

When the five white-clothed women around him heard this, they immediately threw a big blow at the monk unceremoniously.

The monk didn't expect these people to be unreasonable, so he suddenly started to move, began to read the scriptures in his mouth, and quickly fought with these women with his hands sealed.

Haikui's heart blossomed, so lively.

The middle-aged man in white didn't care about the hot fight between the woman under his command and the monk, and looked at Zhen Miaoyu's eyes blazing, "Zhen Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much!"

The tone and expression were clearly very meaningful.

As soon as Hai Kui heard this, he knew that this guy was a woman who coveted Zhen Miaoyu, and the impression of the middle-aged man in white in his heart was negative.

This middle-aged man in white has a good appearance, an extraordinary temperament, and his cultivation is one line higher than Zhen Miaoyu, according to this level, he wants to play with women, ordinary women, with good figures, high education, he can play with anything, why did he fall in love with Zhen Miaoyu?

Haikui glanced at Zhen Miaoyu's back, although the charm still exists, she can actually be called an old woman.

Forget it, it's too unbelievable for some people's tastes, I don't dare to think about it.

The cultivation of the five maids is lower than that of the monk, even if it is a siege, but the cultivation of immortals is not an ordinary martial arts, what two fists are invincible and four hands are completely useless here, five people can't help a monk.

The monk didn't want to hurt them, so he fought for a while, "Boom, boom!

As soon as the mantra came out, those who were weaker than the monks immediately had their qi and blood tumbling, and their breathing was unsteady.

Han Wenxuan, including several of Zhen Miaoyu's disciples, were all influenced by the truth.

Donkey Kong struck the five maids, and they fell to the ground like kites with broken strings.

The middle-aged man in white frowned slightly, his body shook, saved his five maids, let them heal on the ground, and took out a magic weapon shaped like a colorful lotus leaf to envelop the five people, and the colorful lotus leaves protected the five people from the attack of the outside world.

The middle-aged man in white rushed up, and said angrily to the monk: "Bald donkey, dare to hurt my maidservant, if I don't make a move today, you won't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

When the words fell, the two were on the verge of breaking out and fighting together.

Hai Kui really didn't expect it, he originally thought that they were all here to fight with the Leng Yue faction, but he didn't expect that they would fight together now, but he put the Leng Yue faction on the side of Leng Yue, which was really ridiculous.

Hai Kui stretched out his hand and pressed Han Wenxuan's back, and after stabilizing her breath, he said, "It's getting more and more lively, now, your Cold Moon Sect can be regarded as completely famous." ”

Han Wenxuan glared at Haikui.

The middle-aged man and the monk fought more and more fiercely, and in the end, except for those who had cultivated to a strong person, the rest of the people could not see their figures, and could only see the colorful light produced by the collision, as well as the roaring sound.

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