"Amitabha... Donor, the Burial Flower Palace is over there..."

Hearing this, Juekong pointed to the distance in front of him and said a word. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After that, when he saw the other party going to the Burial Flower Palace, he was very puzzled, so he asked curiously: "Donor, I don't know if you want to go to the Funeral Flower Palace, what is the so-called matter?"

"Hmph! The old man went to the Funeral Flower Palace to do something, and told you what to do! Don't be nosy!"

Hearing this, he glared at Juekong, and the old man in ragged clothes scolded.

Seeing that the other party was angry, Juekong clasped his hands together and stopped talking.

"Hey, you bad old man! We're kind enough to tell you where to go to the Flower Palace!

Behind him, seeing the ragged old man angry at his sweetheart, Tassel was unhappy in his heart, pursed his red lips, and hurriedly said coquettishly.

"Little monk, do you know when this Jianghu conference will be held?"

Glancing at the tassel and turning a deaf ear to it, the ragged old man looked at Juekong and asked again.

"Amitabha... Donor, the Jianghu Conference is over, you are one step late..."

Shaking his head, Juekong replied in a smug voice.

It suddenly dawned in my heart that the other party was going to the Funeral Flower Palace to participate in the Jianghu Conference.

"Oh! It's a step too late! This is not good, but I have to be taught a lesson by the second brother!"

Hearing this, the ragged old man was shocked, frowned, and secretly distressed.

After that, he looked at Juekong and suddenly asked, "By the way, little monk, what happened at the Jianghu Conference?"

Seeing this, Juekong clasped his hands together and honestly told what happened at the conference.

"What! Granny Thousand-Handed's arm... Cut off by the Peerless Grandmaster!"

After listening to the narration, the old man in rags was furious, raised his hand and slapped it towards the stone wall!

"Bump!"

Suddenly, a palm force broke out and slammed into the stone wall, the stone wall shook violently, the sand and stone fell, and a deep palm print appeared!

It is conceivable that this ragged old man has very profound skills!

"Peerless master!"

In front of him, when he saw this palm, he was stunned and surprised.

Unexpectedly, this person turned out to be a master!

"Wait a minute, little monk, you seem to be familiar with this Jianghu conference! You call the Absolute Dust Sect Master as your Uncle Ancestor?"

Withdrawing his big hand, he suddenly remembered that in Fang Cai Juekong's narration, he had always called the Peerless Dust Sect Master as his uncle's ancestor, the ragged old man, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha... The Peerless Dust Grandmaster is the little monk's uncle..."

Hearing this, the monks did not speak, Juekong folded his hands, nodded and acknowledged.

"Okay!

Seeing Juekong admitting, the ragged old man suddenly sneered, laughed, and his whole body was agitated, rushing towards Juekong!

Raising his palms, the ragged old man slapped Juekong's chest!

Unexpectedly, the other party would suddenly make a move, Juekong looked shocked, and when he pushed the tassel behind him, he jumped up in the air and kicked out his legs!

Mighty Kong Legs!!

Suddenly, the legs were as fast as lightning, and the volleys were staggered, facing each other's palms!

"Bump, bump, bump!"

Between the lightning and flint, the palms and legs intersected, and a burst of wild sand rolled up all around, and the powerful true qi of the two splashed everywhere!

After a few moves, the ragged old man took five steps back, and Juekong took ten steps back!

"Little monk, the leg technique is not bad!"

Standing firm, the old man's eyes stared at Juekong, and the ragged old man gave a sigh of appreciation.

"Donor, you and I have no grievances, why did you make a move on the little monk?"

Feeling a paralysis in his legs, Juekong looked at him and asked in confusion.

"Hmph! No injustice and no revenge? Your uncle and ancestor cut off one of the arms of the thousand-armed mother-in-law, this is a great hatred! Do you know who the old man is? The old man is thirteen fierce, yin and yang thirteen!"

With a cold snort, the ragged old man stared at him and shouted angrily.

Yin and Yang Thirteen, one of the thirteen fierce evils, the smallest ranked, is the realm of peerless masters!

Hearing this, he was taken aback, he never thought that the other party was actually one of the thirteen fierce demons! Juekong stared at the other party with solemn eyes, and was silent on guard.

"Stay monk..."

Behind him, after learning the identity of the bad old man, Tassel Meimu looked at Juekong worriedly and called softly.

"Tassel girl, the other party's skills are strong, the little monk is definitely not an opponent, you go quickly!"

Turning his head to look at the tassel, knowing that he was not the opponent of the Yin and Yang Thirteen, Juekong hurriedly said.

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm going to go together!"

Hearing this, he shook his head and replied stubbornly.

Now that my sweetheart is in crisis, how can I walk away?

"Hmph, don't even think about leaving!"

On the other side, hearing the conversation between the two, Yin Yang Thirteen sneered, and then his body was like the wind, rushing towards Juekong!

In an instant, Yin Yang Thirteen raised his big hand and slapped it towards the door of Juekong with one palm!

Seeing this, he leaned down and supported the ground with one hand, and Juekong immediately kicked out a leg and greeted him.

"Bump!"

The palms and legs intersected, there was a soft sound, and the powerful internal force was transmitted from the legs to the body, and Juekong supported the ground with one hand, and the ground slowly cracked!

Struggling to support the opponent's strong internal force, sweat gradually flowed from Juekong's cheeks, and then kicked out the other leg!

I saw the powerful and powerful King Kong leg hitting his chest, and Yin Yang Thirteen hurriedly withdrew his palm and took three steps back.

As the Yin and Yang Thirteen withdrew his palm, Juekong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and jumped up, and stood firm.

"Humph!"

With a sneer, he dodged the powerful Vajra legs, and the true qi of the Yin and Yang Thirteen was agitated, and he waved his palm again and rushed towards Juekong!

"Amitabha..."

Seeing this, Juekong put his hands together, stepped on the ground with one foot, and chanted a Buddha noise.

Suddenly, Juekong's whole body flashed with dazzling golden light!

"Bump!"

At this time, the Yin and Yang Thirteen came to the front of him, and a palm was imprinted on Juekong's chest!

But Juekong is unharmed, but the thirteen palms of Yin and Yang are painful!

I saw that Juekong's whole body skin turned golden, and at the time of crisis, he displayed the undefeated magic skill of King Kong!

"Amitabha..."

The tiger was stunned, and the Yin and Yang Thirteen were close at hand, and Juekong threw a punch, and the fist swept towards the other side!

I never thought that this little monk not only had a powerful leg technique, but also practiced such a strong external skill, and when he saw his fist rushing towards him, Yin Yang Thirteen immediately slapped his palm and greeted him.

"Bump!"

The fists and palms intersected, there was a loud bang, the earth shook, Yin Yang Thirteen took three steps back, and Juekong took five steps back!

"Little monk, the old man is underestimating you!"

Standing firm, with white hair flying all over his head, Yin Yang Thirteen said in a deep voice.

"Amitabha... Donor, only by putting down the butcher's knife can you become a Buddha on the spot..."

Hearing this, Juekong clasped his hands together and persuaded him with good words.

"Bullshit!"

With a scolding, the Yin Yang Thirteen volleyed a palm in the air and roared towards Juekong.

"Bump!"

Juekong threw a punch and knocked the palm force away, and the palm force hit the stone wall, leaving a deep palm print on the stone wall!

............... (To be continued.) )