As soon as Laoshi Monk said this, the leaders of the five gangs felt that he was talking too much.
"Monk, let me meet you first!" The leader of the Sirius Gang took the lead and sacrificed his soul - the three-tailed Sirius!
"Donor, please wait!"
The honest monk stopped him with words.
"Monk, are you afraid before I take action?" The leader of the Sirius Gang looked at the honest monk with a smile.
"Donor, please come together, I'm in a hurry." The honest monk clasped his hands together and said with a confident smile.
"You have no shame, I can take care of you by myself!" The leader of the Tianlang Gang didn't know the cultivation level of the honest monk, so he took out two scimitars. The sharp sword light gathered on the tips of the swords.
He walked three feet closer to Monk Lao Shi and then mercilessly slashed at Monk Lao Shi's face.
The honest monk did not avoid it, still with a smile on his face. When he saw the two sword lights about to fall on his bare head, he suddenly flew up and kicked the leader of the Tianlang Gang on the chest and abdomen. The leader of the Tianlang Gang
His body shrank back, then shot backwards, knocking down a wall a hundred meters away. He struggled a few times, blood flowed from his mouth, and then he fell unconscious.
The leaders of the other four gangs were all surprised. They didn't expect that the monk had some skills.
The leaders of the Luoyan Sect and the Cangyue Sect left in despair. Both of them were only at the ninth level of the Solid Yuan Realm. They couldn't even defeat the leader of the Tianlang Gang, let alone kick him to death.
An honest monk.
Although the leaders of the Goshawk Gang and Chenyu Valley are a little scared, the greed in their hearts overwhelms their reason. The attraction of the thousand-year dragon milk is too great. For a cultivator, who doesn't want to improve his cultivation level in a short period of time?
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"Let's go together!"
The leader of the Goshawk Gang and the leader of Chenyu Valley decided to go together, but before they could take action, Monk Lao Shi flashed at extremely fast speed. Before the two leaders had time to see clearly how Monk Lao Lao took action, they
He was slapped away by the honest monk, leaving two bloody traces hundreds of meters away on the ground, and died on the spot.
After the death of these three people, Qianyu could clearly feel that the number of people hiding nearby suddenly decreased a lot. Only by making these people pay the price of blood would they become honest.
"Donor, let's go."
After killing three people easily, the expression on the honest monk's face remained unchanged. Qianyu supported Shaqiang and slowly walked out of the city. They still hadn't gone far when there were three people on the street blocking their way.
Two young people plus an old man. One young man is tall, dressed in white clothes and wearing a long golden sword at his waist. The other young man is of medium build, wearing an ordinary gray shirt and wielding a long whip.
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The old man's hair is half white, but there are no wrinkles on his face. His clothes are also very particular, half black and half, and cut very reasonably. This dress alone makes him look much younger. He does not carry anything with him.
Regardless of the weapon, there is a touch of majesty on his face that makes people dare not look down upon him.
"The three benefactors are also here for the Millennium Dragon Milk?" Honest Monk was the first to speak.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? If I am not here for the Millennium Dragon Milk, why am I here for you?" asked the young man with a sword on his waist. "Monk, do you know who I am?"
"I only know that if the donor blocks my way, the donor will become a dead person later. I am never interested in the identity of the dead." The honest monk was still smiling, but there was a knife hidden in his smile.
"What a loud tone!" The young man pulled out his left hand and unsheathed the long golden sword at his waist. Then the sword light flashed, and hundreds of golden sword lights came towards the honest monk like an overwhelming force.
This young man's cultivation is in the late Yuanyin realm. He is a casual cultivator with no family or sect. He came here to seize the thousand-year-old dragon's milk from Qianyu.
The honest monk waved his right hand, and a golden Buddha light shot out of the air, swallowing up hundreds of sword rays. Then he gathered his strength slightly, and a hundred-foot-sized Buddha seal shot out.
The young man's expression changed, and he immediately used his special move: "Sword breaks the sky!"
I saw the golden light blooming on his body, and the golden sword in his hand was divided into two, two into four, four into eight... In a few breaths, it had divided into ten thousand swords, densely spread over the sky above his head, as bright as a star, he
With a wave of his hand, ten thousand golden swords rushed down like a violent storm, and collided with the hundred-foot-long Buddha seal.
"Dong dong dong..."
The golden sword was completely destroyed by the Buddha's seal. In the young man's horrified eyes, the huge Buddha's seal swallowed him up. He screamed in agony, and then fell to the ground with bruises all over his body, dying.
"Monk, you have some fucking skills. Let me meet you for a while!" Another young man hit the old monk with a long whip. The old monk stretched out two fingers and pinched them, like chopsticks.
Like the food, it easily clamped the young man's long whip. No matter how much strength the young man exerted, he could not pull the long whip out of the honest monk's hand.
"Come here!"
The honest monk clamped the long whip between his fingers and pulled it back. The young man's body was pulled forward along with it. Then he slapped a palm and hit the young man in the heart, killing him on the spot.
This young man was also a casual cultivator, and his cultivation was at the early stage of Yuanyang realm, which was much more powerful than the young man just now. As a result, he didn't even survive a round and died directly at the hands of the honest monk.
Two young men with good cultivation died one after another, and some casual cultivators hiding nearby were so shocked that they left quietly. Although the Thousand-Year Dragon Milk is important, it is not as important as life.
"I didn't expect the master to hide his secrets." The old man with half white hair said.
"A prize, a prize, a prize." The honest monk was very polite.
"You can easily kill cultivators in the late Yuanyin realm and early Yuanyang realm in just a few moves. The master's cultivation level must be above the Taiyi realm." The old man continued.
The honest monk smiled and said: "The donor also came here for the thousand-year dragon's milk?"
"Yes." The old man nodded, "But I have changed my mind now."
"Oh?" Honest Monk was very curious, "Why?"
"Master's cultivation is profound and we are no match for him, so I give up on my own initiative." The old man was very self-aware and left in a hurry after saying this.
This old man's cultivation level is in the Taiyi Realm. Looking at Shacheng, his cultivation level is extremely strong. However, he was scared away by Monk Lao Shi. This is enough to show that Monk Lao Shi's cultivation level is very high.
"No one will come to trouble me now, donor. After fighting for so long, I'm a little hungry. Let's find a place to have a meal quickly." The honest monk suggested.
Qianyu thought it was feasible, so he supported Shaqiang, found a restaurant in Shacheng, and ordered a large table of good wine and food. Shaqiang immediately became energetic when he saw the food. The honest monk gulped down wine and ate meat.
He doesn't look like a monk at all.
After the three of them had eaten and drank enough, it was already noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the three of them were still some distance from the city gate, so Qianyu decided to continue on his way.
As soon as the three of them left the restaurant, they met the old man whose hair was half white.
"Master, I'm here again." The old man said with a smile.
"The donor is really brave. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" the honest monk said with a smile.
"I dare to come, of course I am well prepared." As he said this, the old man clapped his hands, and two strong men appeared on the street dragging a young, beautiful and hot girl.
"Let me go! You bastards!" the girl cursed loudly.
"Boss Donor..." Seeing this young girl, the honest monk's expression turned grim, "Why were you arrested by them?" (To be continued)