Chapter five hundred and seventy fourth the strong will be the leader
"Hey, are you still begging me? Don't worry, I won't promise you anything."
Feng Ao walked up and sat down, "Don't refuse in a hurry. If you can help me, how about I, Feng Ao, give you a slap in the face?"
Feng Yu hurriedly stepped forward to stop the master, but was held back by Yun Chong, preventing him from interfering in their affairs.
"Let me give you a palm? Are you sure? Between you and me, one palm can determine the outcome. Do you think clearly?"
"I, Feng Ao, have never broken my promise. As long as you can do me this favor, you can use this palm at any time."
Ye Tian also walked to the same table and sat down. He looked at Feng Ao for a long time and suddenly smiled, "I'm afraid you are the only one who can do this to you. You want me to help him restore his skills?"
"Yes, Yun Chong and I can't do it. His injury is indeed not serious."
"What if I don't agree?"
"Then I can only beat you until you agree."
The momentum between the two people suddenly increased sharply. For a moment, the entire Yin Mountain was wrapped in these two surging flames. Many people ran out and looked at the source of the breath. They knew that there was a sword demon Ye Tian here, but that other
Who is the one who can compete with Ye Tian? So powerful, could he be the guardian beside His Highness Prince Huai?
The battle between Silence was over in just a few breaths, but the smell of gunpowder smoke on the table was far from disappearing. The monk in the bamboo house in the small forest, and the elegant businessman in Huangquan Medicine Shop all spoke at the same time.
He looked at this unusual scene.
Ye Tian looked at Feng Ao for a long time and then said: "Help him, it's impossible for one person to do it."
"There are four of us."
"What kind of situation will he be in now? Can he be of any help?"
"His natural meridians and unique mind skills are the best helpers. Yun Chong is also here. You and I may be able to succeed."
"Okay, I'll help you with this. Remember, don't forget what you said."
Feng Ao smiled and nodded, "I always do what I say in Tianji Tower, there is no doubt about it. Old Man Yun, knock him out."
Before Feng Yu asked what they were going to do, he suddenly heard this sentence and slapped him, and he didn't know anything anymore.
"The mountain is very quiet, but not too quiet. There are always people down there that they can't watch. Are you sure you want to start now?"
"There is no way, time waits for no one. Even if he recovers now, he will not recover in ten days and a half months. I already know about the affairs of Leimen. Before he sets off, he must buy time. Although it is
I don’t know how to take action, but in a place where strength is the most important thing, I am the biggest trump card.”
"It's up to you, follow me."
The three of them took the younger one to the cave behind the house where Feng Yu saw Ye Tian for the first time.
Feng Yu was in the middle, and the three people sat scattered, gradually forming a formation of three talents. This formation was not to fight the enemy, but to gather the power of heaven and earth to assist Feng Yu's internal and external injuries and forcefully recover them.
position, both are indispensable.
In the cave, Feng Yu was shrouded in a layer of colorful halo, and the true energy in his body was constantly adjusting its breath along with the meridians. The whole person sat there and turned around, receiving the true energy slowly injected by the three people.
Three different true energy pillars pointed at Feng Yu's body. The terrifying Wia was suppressed in this hole. Occasionally, vortex cyclones appeared, almost tearing apart the space.
One after another, unusual figures were moving rapidly through the mountains and forests. Looking in that direction, it was exactly where Feng Yu and the four of them were. It was self-evident where these people came from and what they were going to do.
The middle-aged monk in the bamboo house in the forest was meditating and chanting sutras. He opened his eyes slightly and said, "Amitabha, when did the hatred in the world begin? How could it be caused by fate? Little Lotus Leaf, please don't go away. Dad will come when he goes."
Xiao Heye was chatting with Taoist Xiao Lianzi and didn't take it seriously at all. Ever since she was a child, she had never been afraid when her father was around. She even secretly ran away to Yetian's residence, but
After being stopped, her father took her back and nothing happened. She was not as scary as the people below said, like a demon.
"Go ahead, go ahead, I'll just wait."
The white-faced monk lowered his head and recited a Buddha's name in the air, then blinked, and his figure had appeared on the mountain road, sitting on a big stone. He pointed up his left hand and twisted a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand. For some reason, the big stone was like this.
Smoothly arrived at the middle of the mountain road.
The group of people rushed here and stopped when they saw someone blocking the way.
"Monk, don't block the road!"
The white-faced monk was unmoved. He didn't even open his eyes. He was still reciting sutras and moving the beads in his hand one by one.
"Stinky monk, you are looking for death!"
He raised the knife and slashed at it, but it hit the air hard and was knocked back. He stared at this with wide eyes, and a golden Buddha about ten feet high appeared, completely cutting the entire
The mountain paths were blocked off, and there was only one monk sitting under the Buddha statue.
The people behind him knew something was wrong, and the monk's kung fu was so good, so they rushed forward together. But no matter how they attacked, they could not break the body of the golden Buddha, and in the end only their own people were injured.
A middle-aged strong man came out. He pushed away the people blocking him and walked step by step to the golden Buddha. Without raising his head, he punched it hard.
There was only a moderate sound, and ripples of true energy rippled in the air. The strong man did not take a step back, but he also did not move forward. The golden Buddha was still a golden Buddha.
"What a Shaolin magic weapon! I want to see if you can withstand a few of my ground-shaking punches!"
There were no fancy moves, he just raised his hands and just punched the golden Buddha one after another. He kept hitting the golden Buddha, but his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he was breathing heavily. Anyone with a discerning eye could see it.
Out, that's the end of it for him.
"Haha, your earth-shaking fist is nothing more than that. Let me meet this monk."
This man did not come over, but flew up into the sky. He jumped ten feet and came to the place where he was sitting on an equal footing with the golden Buddha, and kicked him out.
"Heaven's broken legs!"
Huge footprints were imprinted on the Golden Buddha, but they disappeared as soon as they heard a sound, leaving no trace behind.
The strong man looked at the man who had landed and laughed and said, "Oh, you're so crippled, it's nothing more than that. You haven't even broken the golden body. How about we go back together?"
"Cut the nonsense and come together!"
The two of them kicked one another, up and down, and the Tiancan Kick and Earth Shaking Fist that had been accumulated were full of true energy. The younger brothers behind them looked at these two moves, which are among the top martial arts in fist and kick kung fu.
, all with envy and longing in their hearts, wondering when they would be able to reach such a terrifying state.
However, dreams are dreams, reality is reality, and imagination cannot replace the actual results.
This time there wasn't even a sound. The golden body and fists and feet collided, and the two of them were knocked away dozens of meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Baibei, this monk is too strong. This body will be sanctified."
"The physical body? Did we meet the physical body? We didn't even open the first door, okay, don't flatter yourself."
"Both of you, stand down."
A man who was older than them, probably about to have a grandchild, walked up from the road behind him. There was nothing special about him. The only distinguishing feature was that he had a broken arm and was carrying a knife on his back.
"I originally thought that Sword Demon Ye Tian could not leave Yinshan, so I thought of setting a trap for him to die when he left. I didn't expect that Feng Ao and Yun Chong would suddenly appear here, but I gave them a chance. Since they have to spend a lot of money
Mind, I can only take advantage of this opportunity to annihilate him in one fell swoop. I never expected that a monk would appear halfway. Are you from the Shaolin Temple?"
"Amitabha, a poor monk named Bai Mian, is not a Shaolin disciple."
"Not a Shaolin disciple? That's another Buddhist sect. He's really good at cultivation. He's reached the Dongxuan realm at such a young age. He's really a leader in the world. However, no one can stop our Seven Kills. Are you really not going to leave?"
Bai Mian glanced at him, closed his eyes again and recited Buddhist scriptures, as if everything else had nothing to do with him, and the eternal kingly path was to devote oneself to the Buddha.
"Then try your golden body with my knife."
Rising from the ground, the sword was unsheathed, and the destructive sword intent was approaching everyone. When the sword fell, it was like a meteor crashing, and the rocks began to tremble a little. The three people in the cave also noticed it, but since there was no threat yet
To them, the boy in front of them was naturally more important.
But even though he was about to be born with a strange phenomenon and Hunyuan came to the world, the golden Buddha remained motionless, which frightened everyone. The man with a broken arm was a little unbelievable, "This is impossible, you and I are both in the cave mystic realm, how could I do this with this knife?"
I can’t break your golden body!”
Many people who are not weak in martial arts are also watching very closely. People who have been in the ghost market know that this white-faced monk is powerful, but they did not expect that he is so powerful that he can withstand a sword from the Dongxuan Realm without being hurt at all.
, it’s really amazing.
An Yinan and others were also watching them. This group of people knew that they had been discovered by many people, but they were not afraid, because since they were here, they must be sure, and behind them, there was someone who had not yet appeared.
He is the strong man from Sihai Villa.
The old man with the broken arm planned to continue to fight hard. He had never suffered such humiliation before. The sword with all his strength could not move him at all. Such defensive power was really amazing. Now that he was on Feng Yu's side, he was afraid that there was only that one on his side.
Someone took action. But after waiting for a long time, the man just passed the message secretly.
"Let's go. There's no chance today. Try to avoid ghost gates in your future plans."
Everyone was shocked, "Sir, why is this? Could it be that you can't move him even if you take action?"
No one answered, and he had obviously left first. The old man with the broken arm took a deep look at the white-faced monk sitting there under the golden body, and led a few people down the mountain. No one stopped him, and the people from the ghost gate did not take action.