When he walked out of the inner hall, Geng Mo saw Yao Hui sitting in front of the stone table not far away.

The latter was also squinting his eyes and looking at him with interest.

Seeing this, Er Pang suddenly felt like a cat's fur! As he thought, the big black stone hammer appeared in his hand!

Looking at Yao Hui walking towards him step by step, Geng Mo said coldly: "You two, hurry up!"

"I do not go!!!"

Erpang walked up to Geng Mo with red eyes, clutching the stone hammer tightly!

"Let's go!" Geng Mo shouted in a low voice without any doubt!

"Let's go!" The old ghost stepped forward and grabbed Er Fatty.

"Haha... let's go???"

Yao Hui walked over with a smile and flexed his wrist: "Without the consent of labor and management, none of you can leave!"

"Fuck!" The second fat man raised his hammer and was about to smash it down, but Geng Mo reached out to stop him.

Geng Mo: "It's me you're looking for, what does it have to do with them?!"

Yao Hui was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Aha?...You want to be reasonable, right?..."

Seeing that Geng Mo remained silent, Yao Hui rubbed his nose and continued in a nonchalant manner: "Okay... come on, let's make a calculation!"

"You interfered with Huang Hong's sister's matter, and I lost ten thousand taels of silver..."

Yao Hui counted on his fingers, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, but he didn't take Geng Mo and the three brothers into his eyes at all.

Even the Temple of the God King was not in the corner of his eyes.

"Then, there are rumors all over the city of Xuanbo City, saying that you were the one who beat the laborers away... Then, the reputational damage fee will be increased by ten thousand taels!"

Geng Mo gritted his teeth and looked at the fool in front of him, feeling worried...

When entering the door, the old monk said that he was in danger of death. Could it be that the source was this guy in front of him?!

This...came so fast?!

But Geng Mo didn't dare to bet. In the last battle in the bamboo forest, he knew very well how terrifying Yao Hui's combat power was. He was afraid that even Zhan Bao and himself were no match for him!

He is not afraid of fighting him. With his newly improved strength, he also wants to verify where his limits are?!

But we don’t dare to put Er Fatty and Old Ghost in danger!

"Give it to him!" After thinking for a moment, Geng Mo said.

The old ghost slowly took out the golden ticket from his pocket as if he had dropped a piece of meat, but Yao Hui snatched it away.

"Tsk tsk... You're rich. Eight hundred taels of gold tickets, equivalent to eight thousand taels of silver." Yao Hui stuffed the gold tickets into his pocket like a man of wealth, raised his head and pointed at the old ghost and the fat man arrogantly, and then

He looked at Geng Mo with a smile: "They can leave, but you stay!"

"Let's settle the bill!"

"Haha, okay!"

Geng Mo stopped them and took a step back, gritted his teeth and yelled at Er Fatty: "Get out!"

The fat man's red eyes were motionless, and his teeth were bleeding from his bite!

The old ghost patted Er Pang on the shoulder in despair: "Let's go!"

"Take a few moves!" Erpang suddenly exploded, turned around and hit Yao Hui amidst the sound of wind!

The latter did not evade, turned his head slightly, and the stone hammer hit his iron-like shoulder with a loud sound, causing a muffled sound!

Yao Hui frowned slightly, and a violent energy spread out from him, like the pressure of an ancient ferocious beast!

He shrugged slightly, but didn't make any movement. The force of the counterattack actually pushed the two fat men and the hammer far away, and hit the large bronze incense burner outside the palace door with a 'boom!'. When he landed, he coughed up blood and

Passed out instantly!

Pilgrims nearby screamed and fled...!

The monks guarding the courtyard quickly rushed out from the inner hall one by one and assembled for battle.

at the same time,

Geng Mo and the old ghost moved at the same time!

The old ghost teleported behind Yao Hui, clenched his fist and struck the back of Yao Hui's head. Geng Mo's body was full of momentum, and he hit Yao Hui's old fist with a fighting spirit.

"boom!"

A muffled sound!

Geng Mo took three steps back, but Yao Hui didn't move at all!

Seeing that the old ghost's attack was coming... Yao Hui raised the corner of his mouth, fell back, and threw his head back again...! There was only a "bang!" sound, and the old ghost flew away with a bloody nose.

, he was unconscious when he landed.

Standing up straight again, Yao Hui bared his teeth at Geng Mo and said, "Don't worry, after accepting your money, I won't kill them."

That punch just now was a decisive blow.

Geng Mo gritted his teeth, concentrated his strength on his arm, cut through the wind with his fist, and hit Yao Hui straight in the face!

"Well done!" Yao Hui roared, his face full of fighting spirit!

There was a muffled sound of "Bang!", Yao Hui's arm went numb, but Geng Mo also took three steps back!

Good boy, it’s been so long since I last saw you, and your strength has improved to such an extent?

He used a full five points of his strength in that punch just now, but he only made this kid take three steps back???

So what would it be like if you tried your best?!

Hahaha......!

Yao Hui roared and rushed out to fight, his eyes full of fanatical fighting spirit!

...

In the host room.

The great monk serving the gods was standing in front of Master Jingku with clasped hands, admonishing: "Why are you doing this?"

"You don't need to ask any more questions." Master Jingku was leaning on the desk tiredly, writing with a pen.

"There's a fight outside, and Yao Hui is here."

"Haha, that war maniac? It's interesting..."

Master Jingku blew the written letter gently, and the handwriting on the page dried instantly. He folded it carefully and put it into an envelope.

"Send this to Liuzhengguan and hand it over to Master Puxing."

"The God King is merciful..." The yellow-robed monk clasped his hands together and took the letter, his eyes filled with unbearability: "But Master, you...?"

"Let's go," Master Jingku looked at him with a kind smile: "Chenyuan, you and I have already escaped into Buddhism, can't you still see through life and death?"

"What the master teaches is," the great monk Chenyuan recited the Buddha's name secretly, and then asked tentatively: "What about the things outside?"

"Can you beat that madman?" Master Jingku asked with a smile.

"The poor monk is far from his match."

"That's it. Just go ahead. Donor Geng will definitely be fine."

"Master, you...can't take action anymore." Monk Chenyuan advised again.

Master Jingku sighed deeply and suddenly changed his face: "Get out!"

I saw the old monk kicking Chen Yuan violently and shouting like a bell: "You who are chirping, hurry up and deliver the letter!"

"Hey, yes, yes!" Monk Chenyuan then exited the room with sweat on his head.

...

Seeing Chenyuan exit the room, Master Jingku smiled solemnly, and with his thin body, he struggled to hold the table and sit back on the cushions.

His eyes were no longer clear, but instead were filled with turbidity...

"The King of Gods is Merciful..." Old monk Jingku recited a Buddhist chant softly again, slowly closed his eyes, and when he looked again, he saw that there was no life left.

...

Outside the Temple of the God King, the battle between Geng Mo and Yao Hui has reached a fever pitch!

Facing Geng Mo's violent attack, Yao Hui's eyes started to be playful, then slowly became boring, and then became angry!

Who is Yao Hui?

Martial arts mad!

I saw a surge of momentum around him, and he hit Geng Mo on the shoulder with a shocking fist!

In an instant, Geng Mo fell like a cannonball, plowing a furrow on the solid ground!

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Chapter completed!