Chapter Twenty-Four: The Monk of Ten Thousand Flowers

Two days later, Xiao Yu's father and son came to the City Lord's Mansion as promised, and they saw Zhao Tianhu waiting for them in front of the City Lord's Mansion from afar.

Seeing Xiao Yu's father and son coming, Zhao Tianhu hurriedly caught up.

As soon as the three of them greeted each other, they heard a voice: "Zhao Tianhu, where is your wife?"

Before the words fell, a streamer of light crossed the sky, and then a monk appeared in the field. The monk was dressed in a half-new robe, holding a string of prayer beads in his right hand, with a square face and broad ears, which was also a solemn treasure, but a wisp of obscene light flashed from time to time in the depths of his eyes.

"Stinky thief bald, I treat you like myself in vain, but you covet my wife, are you still a monk?!" When Zhao Tianhu saw this monk, he immediately gritted his teeth in anger, and his face turned pale.

"The Buddha said, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart'. For me, the monk of Wanhua, the same is true of beauty. ”

"You" Zhao Tianhu was angry and said all the words.

"Hehe, the city lord doesn't have to be angry, it's not worth it to be angry for such a scumbag. Wait for Xiao Ling to solve it for you. Xiao Ling smiled faintly.

As soon as this monk appeared, Xiao Ling was observing him. Xiao Ling found that this monk was indeed a cultivator in the late Guiyuan period as Zhao Tianhu said, but it made Xiao Ling feel weird. However, if it is also in the late stage of the Guiyuan Dynasty, Xiao Ling undoubtedly has a great advantage in the majesty of the True Yuan, coupled with the magic taught by Yuqing Jian and Yun Xuzi, Xiao Ling is not afraid of the Wanhua Monk at all.

Monk Wanhua's attention was on Zhao Tianhu, and it wasn't until Xiao Ling spoke up that he noticed Xiao Yu and Xiao Yu.

"Yo, Zhao Tianhu, I didn't expect you to find two helpers. However, do you think it's useful to find a helper?" After Monk Wanhua finished speaking to Zhao Tianhu, he immediately turned his head and glared at Xiao Ling: "Where did you come from, the stinky boy who has not dried up, is not ashamed to speak, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue." ”

"Hehe, don't you be ashamed to try it, it's useless to say more, let's shoot. Xiao Ling didn't know how to fight back against Wanhua Monk, because he knew that the best counterattack against this kind of person would always be his fists.

"Stinky boy looking for death!" As soon as the words fell, the Wanhua Monk raised his hand and made a palm, the golden light flickered, and the majestic palm power attacked Xiao Ling directly.

Xiao Ling had the heart to try this monk's cultivation, and he did not avoid it, and turned his hand to run fifty percent of his cultivation, and met the menacing palm of the Wanhua monk with a punch without any fancy.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the two forces collided in the air, and the aftermath splashed in all directions, raising dust and sand all over the sky.

When the dust and sand settled, Xiao Ling and Monk Wanhua stood in place, unmoved.

Xiao Ling and Monk Wanhua, who were the parties concerned, had not yet felt anything, and Xiao Yu and Zhao Tianhu, who were watching the battle, had already sighed to themselves when they saw the first move of the two of them, and these two people had their own thoughts at this time.

Xiao Yu thought that Xiao Ling's cultivation was so strong that it undoubtedly made his Xiao family's grasp of the Murong family a little greater.

Zhao Tianhu was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, the Wanhua monk seemed to have recurred from an old injury five days ago, resulting in unstable breathing, which gave him a chance to take advantage of. If Monk Wanhua was in this state five days ago, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thinking of this, Zhao Tianhu felt that he was in a cold sweat.

Monk Wanhua saw that the blow was fruitless, so he concentrated on Xiao Ling's cultivation. I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, Monk Wanhua found that he couldn't see Xiao Ling's specific cultivation, and vaguely felt that he was at the peak of the late stage of Guiyuan with himself, but Zhenyuan was much more powerful than himself, but he had not yet broken through to the top.

"Xiu Wei is even a few points stronger than the peak of my late Guiyuan period, seeing that he is still young, I don't know what adventures he had. But if you dare to stop me from doing a good thing, I can only blame your bad life. I don't think you'll survive my killer until you win the title. Hmph, why do you want to do so much, can this kid hold out until I use a killer weapon to say two. Monk Wanhua thought in his heart.

"I don't see that you kid has some ability, much stronger than that Zhao Tianhu. But this palm just now was just a temptation, and then it was not so easy. ”

Monk Wanhua didn't forget to taunt Zhao Tianhu before he made a move, because he wanted to force Zhao Tianhu to fight alone with him, so he could solve one first.

Although Zhao Tianhu's face was pale with anger, as the lord of a city, how could he not see the mind of the Wanhua monk, so he held back his anger and watched the battle silently on the sidelines.

Monk Wanhua saw that Zhao Tianhu was not fooled, although he was disappointed, he had no choice. If he forcibly made a move on Zhao Tianhu, Xiao Ling would never stand idly by, and when the time came, he would still be an enemy, and the gains outweighed the losses, so it was better to solve Xiao Ling first.

Thinking about this section, the Wanhua monk ran and cultivated, opened his mouth and roared, and a "Dafa holy sound" sounded like spring thunder, shaking the golden cracked silk, Xiao Yu and Zhao Tianhu were in a trance for a moment when they heard this sound. Immediately, his right hand shook, and the rosary in his hand turned into a streamer of light and flew towards Xiao Ling's heavenly spirit, bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind. If Xiao Ling was hit, blood would definitely be splattered on the spot.

Monk Wanhua's idea was very good, first using the "Great Brahma Holy Sound" to make Xiao Ling's mind appear in a trance for a moment, followed by the "Great Brahma Holy Sound" was the offensive of the rosary, which was to take advantage of Xiao Ling's trance to shatter Xiao Ling's heavenly spirit. The string of prayer beads was not an ordinary prayer bead, but was made of dark iron and some special materials through the cultivation method, which was powerful and heavy, and stronger than steel.

Seeing that the Xuantie Rosary was about to shatter Xiao Ling's Heavenly Spirit, Xiao Ling turned around in time and narrowly avoided it.

secretly said that it was dangerous, and Xiao Ling was also palpitating. almost died on the spot, and Xiao Ling's anger also rose. At that moment, the true yuan of the whole body was running, and a majestic fist burst out instantly, heading straight for the Wanhua monk.

The Wanhua Monk was not a fuel-efficient lamp, holding the Xuantie Rosary in his hand, and the Xuantie Rosary under the infusion of the True Yuan suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden brilliance, blocking Xiao Ling's fist strength.

The offensive was blocked, and Xiao Ling didn't care at all. Luck Zhenyuan again, the surrounding temperature immediately rises, and the palms glow with fiery red brilliance, which is the "Flame Burning Heaven Technique". Xiao Ling rubbed his body and advanced, his palms staggered, and he instantly attacked Monk Wanhua with eighteen palms.

In the face of the eighteen palms containing the true essence of the fire, the Wanhua Monk did not dare to underestimate it at all. The robe on Zhenyuan's body was blowing without wind, and it fluctuated with Xiao Ling's palm, and he actually defused Xiao Ling's rapid offensive with skill.

Although it seemed that Xiao Ling's offensive was resolved lightly, Monk Wanhua was actually not easy, and the rapid use of Zhenyuan this time also made him nervous, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest. In addition, the "Burning Heaven Technique" is to the yang to the strong, and the majestic fire power is by no means comparable to the general fire system method, and the Wanhua Monk is also a little difficult to deal with.