"This female donor..." Speaking of this, Zhenghe became even more speechless and even blushed. He was not very good at arguing with others. Now in broad daylight, he was suspected of not being a Buddhist. For a moment, he was not very good at arguing with others.
It’s also hard to refute.
The most important thing is that it is impossible for him to reveal the identity of the Flower King.
If, in full view of the public, it was known that he was suppressing the saint of the Huajian Holy Cult, what kind of sensation would it cause on the mainland?
A Buddhist disciple actually captured the Holy Girl of the Huajian Sect. Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to cleanse himself. The reputation of Buddhism would be greatly affected, and he would become a sinner.
"Okay, I'm speechless now. Fake monk, you are indeed a fake. You are so audacious. Today I will do justice to God and kill you, the guy who harbors evil intentions." The red-haired middle-aged man learned that
Knowing Zhenghe's identity, he no longer had the slightest scruples. He shouted coldly and slapped a palm towards Zhenghe. The fire was blazing into the sky. In an instant, it was like a sea of fire covering him, which was very terrifying.
His name is "Tuoba Xiong", and he is a famous master of the Qilin tribe. I heard that Qilin Tuoba was tamed and turned into a mount. He was specially sent by the tribe to solve the problem.
It has to be said that his strength is really terrifying. A random palm made people feel like the sky was falling. Zhenghe's pupils shrank suddenly, and he did not dare to be careless. He quickly pinched out the "swastika" seal in his hand, and his whole body burst out with extremely bright energy.
Get golden light.
There was a bang. Unfortunately, the strength of the middle-aged man was only one step away from overcoming the tribulation realm. It was too terrifying.
Zhenghe was naturally no match for him in a head-to-head fight, so he was suddenly knocked away, vomiting blood in his mouth.
Upon seeing this, the Flower Emperor immediately stood up and ran to the center of the banquet. This was her only chance to escape, and she would not let it go.
"What are you doing, stop?" However, many experts from the Huajian Holy Sect flew over immediately, stopped in front of the Flower King, and shouted coldly.
"Hmm..." Flower King wanted to speak, but because his mute point was tapped, he couldn't make any sound. He could only make gestures there, as if to explain.
The masters of Huajian Holy Cult looked at each other, and they were all confused.
"Wait a minute..." At this time, the Ewha Lady couldn't help but walk down from the high position, staring closely at the Flower King's face, feeling a little familiar.
Hua Wuming seemed to have noticed something was wrong and followed him.
"Hmm..." When the Flower King saw the two of them, he was as if he had seen a savior. He kept making gestures, with a look of extreme anticipation in his eyes.
Hua Wuming vaguely noticed that the woman had something to say to them. At that moment, after frowning, he touched the air with his palm, and a mysterious power burst out. The original mud chips and stains on the Hua Huang's face were suddenly wiped out.
It faded away, revealing a fair, delicate face.
"Saint?" Many masters of the Huajian Holy Cult were shocked and exclaimed when they saw this.
"Flower King?" Hua Wuming and Lihua Shengsheng also looked startled. They never expected that this dirty, beggar-like woman would actually be the usually beautiful and charming Flower King. The gap between the two is huge.
Too big.
When Hua Wuming untied the mute points on Huahuang's body, Huahuang burst into tears and cried loudly: "My Lady, the leader must uphold justice for me."
The face of Our Lady of the Pear Blossom immediately darkened. Although the Flower Emperor's talent was not outstanding, among all the saints in the past, she could only be considered a relatively mediocre one. She was far inferior to the previous generation of saints who danced all over the city, but no matter what, this was
The saint she was about to win, who symbolized a decent reputation, was secretly captured by the monk Zhenghe. How could she not be annoyed?
This is another big shame for the Huajian Holy Sect after the Wu Qingcheng incident.
"Bold and stinky monk, you dare to capture even our saint, you are so tired of living." Our Lady of Pear Blossom immediately turned her head, looked at the field, and shouted murderously.
With her status, she didn't bother to argue with young people, but Zhenghe went too far.
Everyone around them gasped in horror and cast shocked glances at Zhenghe. Obviously before this, no one would have thought that the woman next to the monk was actually the Flower Emperor.
As a monk, he actually captured the holy girl of the Huajian Holy Cult. He is really... fierce.
"Haha, I have long said that this monk is a fake. It seems even more fake. Today is your happy day, Our Lady of Pear Blossom. Without you having to do anything, just let me kill this evil monk on the spot. It can be regarded as a gift.
A gift for your birthday." Qilinxiong laughed and said.
Our Lady of Pear Blossom nodded and agreed. She was celebrating her birthday now and she did not want to kill anyone with her own hands.
Anyway, with Qilin Xiong here, this little monk will definitely die.
"Evil monk, go to hell." Looking at Zhenghe who was knocked away by his own palm, Qilinxiong smiled coldly, with a fierce light in his eyes, and strode forward, like a god of death approaching!
Zhenghe seemed to know that he would definitely die today, so he simply stopped resisting and just sat cross-legged, made seals with his hands, and began to chant sutras.
This appearance is like a generation of eminent monks about to sit down and pass away, but it is full of a solemn atmosphere.
"Humph, I'm still pretending!" Qilinxiong smiled coldly, with a look of great disdain. Then with a bang, his five fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed Zhenghe's Tianling Gai.
The friction between the finger and the air made a sharp sound of breaking wind, and the air flow surged like five rivers. It is conceivable that if it was hit, Zhenghe would never survive, and his head would explode like a watermelon in an instant.
"Whoever dares to touch my friend is seeking death!" However, just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a young man's loud shout came rolling in from a distance, like thousands of thunderous explosions, shocking the whole world.
The whole universe is trembling endlessly!
Immediately afterwards, a figure with golden light all over his body came to the field like lightning in front of everyone's attention. Like a golden god descending from the sky, he punched Qilin Xiong with a brilliant light!
Click!
The sudden change also made Qilin Xiong startled. Then before he could react, he felt an overwhelming force coming, causing him to let out a sudden scream and fly out.
Finally, he hit the square thirty meters away, cracking the solid surface. Everyone turned around and saw that both of his arms were bent down, and his fingers were shattered. They were completely crushed by that blow.
The fist was smashed and the blood was flowing. It was very miserable.
