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Chapter 2010: Ambush

Ten minutes later, Qinglong bid farewell to Xiao Yu and returned to the Zhenbao Pavilion, but Xiao Yu continued to fly forward.

Not far ahead, there was lightning and thunder, and the wind was howling.

In the midst of the thunder and lightning, stood a yellow-haired priest wearing a yellow robe.

Standing opposite the yellow-haired priest was a bald monk wearing a red cassock.

The monk stepped on a white jade Zen staff, which exuded extremely rich Buddha light.

I met Monk Xiao Yu twice. He was an elder of the Reclining Buddha Temple. He also exchanged a lot of treasures at the auction.

This time I was ambushed, so I must have been targeted for a long time.

"Amitabha, Gagar, my Buddhist sect has no enmity or enmity against you, why did you ambush me?

Do you want to be my enemy for that little treasure?"

Both of them are novice monks, so they are both standing on the magic weapon. Judging from the aura of the two of them, the priest should be stronger.

"Monk, people must be self-aware. Those things are not yours to own. Hand over those things and I will let you go. Otherwise, this mountain range today will be your burial place."

The yellow-haired priest held a magic wand in his hand and said in a cold voice.

Only a few of the priests who came from the west were able to obtain treasures in exchange, while most of the others returned empty-handed.

That's why the Western priest set his sights on the monk. Both of them were at least a minor level of cultivation, and they were almost the same. Without outside help, he would definitely be able to kill the other.

"How dare you be so arrogant in our land of China? Aren't you afraid that other Xuanmen disciples will come and kill you on the spot?"

The monk suddenly grabbed him, and he took off the red cassock, and then the other party threw it out.

The cassock flew out and floated in mid-air, rising and falling, while bursts of faint Buddha light began to emit from below.

Then the monk stepped forward and stood on the cassock. At the same time, the white jade Zen staff under his feet was also grabbed in his hand.

"In that case, just come and get it. Although the poor monk is not high in cultivation, he is not someone who can be easily bullied by sneaky people like you."

The Zen staff in the monk's hand suddenly swung forward, and a Buddha's light flew out from it, turning into a golden Arhat and slapping it towards the yellow-haired priest.

The monk's Buddha's Light attack didn't look very powerful, but it caused a lot of harassment to the yellow-haired priest even with the same level of cultivation.

Seeing the Buddha slapping his palm, the yellow-haired priest's face instantly became solemn, and then he picked up the magic wand in his hand and pointed forward lightly.

At the same time as he waved his magic wand, the raging thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to hear his command and rushed directly towards the palm of the ancient Buddha.

The lightning was not strong and looked a little scattered, but after rushing out, it gathered together and instantly became as thick as an arm.

At the moment when the two collided with each other, the ancient Buddha collapsed directly, but the thunder and lightning did not stop and flew towards the monk again.

When the ancient Buddha shattered, the monk quickly backed away and threw the white jade Zen staff in his hand.

The Zen staff was like a top, whirring in front of the monk, and rays of Buddha light flew out, turning into a symbol, directly intercepting the thunder and lightning attack.

Then, the monk turned his hand and took out another wooden fish, quickly knocked it twice, and suddenly threw it towards the yellow-haired priest.

The wooden fish flew out and suddenly came to the priest's side with the force of thunder.

But at this moment, the priest pointed the magic wand in his hand at the wooden fish.

Boom...

The two magic weapons collided together, making an explosion sound, and then both shattered instantly.

At the same time as the magic weapon shattered, both of them took a step back. It seemed that they were evenly matched, and neither one had an advantage.

Xiao Yu stood in the clouds in the distance, watching from a distance, but did not directly help.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This is inevitable in any place. A fight can be regarded as giving the monk some fighting experience. It will not be too late to save him when he is defeated.

And while Xiao Yu was watching, several streams of light flew towards this direction from the direction of Zhenbao Pavilion. Judging from the aura, they should be from the Buddhist sect.

Since the other party came to rescue troops, Xiao Yu did not stay any longer and returned to the Treasure Pavilion invisibly.

"Xiao Yu, the latest news is that the old man in black whom you pay close attention to is on our way back to Maoshan.

Moreover, the other party has found helpers and is preparing to ambush us."

As soon as Xiao Yu returned to Zhenbao Pavilion, Qinglong began to report the news immediately.

"Who is the helper?"

Xiao Yu sat in the upper seat and asked the disciple who was watching the news.

"Master, I heard from a mountain god somewhere that he is an old man with yellow hair and is very powerful.

There were three people in the group, and he didn't dare to provoke them. He just heard the other party's voice through the grass and trees, and informed me immediately."

A man dressed as a commoner said anxiously.

When Xiao Yu competed with a man in black for the formation flag, in the end, although the other man withdrew, he looked at him with unfriendly eyes, so Xiao Yu was more cautious and left later.

Unexpectedly, the other party was preparing to intercept them on their way back to Maoshan.

"You go down first."

"yes……"

The disciple bowed and retreated, and then Xiao Yu asked Qinglong to find Wang Yao and Bai Jiao.

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.

Since the other party wants to fight, he will not be a coward.

At the same time, on the top of the mountain on the way to Maoshan, an old man in black was sitting.

On a stone a hundred meters away from the other side, there was an old man with yellow hair and a young priest dressed as a disciple sitting.

"Old man from the ancient tomb, we have been waiting for two days. If that Xiao Yu doesn't come, our ambush will be in vain."

The yellow-haired old man squinted his eyes and said impatiently.

If there is no profit, he can't afford to be early. If he didn't value the treasure in the hands of the Maoshan people, how could he come to trouble Baijiao!

"Don't worry, Xiao Yu is young and energetic, so he won't fail to come.

Although his appearance has changed, I can see his true face by practicing a secret technique.

The other party is also very cautious, knowing that he is too popular and has made people hate him, so he does not dare to show his true colors to others.

When I come here this time, I will definitely let him know what it means to shoot the first bird."

As the old man in black spoke, he stretched out his withered palm, and then something like a paper man appeared in the other person's hand.

"Paper Demon, it depends on your performance tonight."

The old man in black touched the paper figurine in his hand, as if he were seeing his beloved child.

The yellow-haired old man in the distance also smiled when he saw it, and then he also took out a white statue, which was a lion-like evil beast.

"Old man from the ancient tomb, Xiao Yu has killed countless of my European Xuanmen disciples. Today I will let him try the treasure rewarded by the Ghost Emperor.

We are just grasshoppers on a rope now, so don't try to eat poisonous food.

I heard that there is another person in your ancient tomb, who is the very famous Zhizhao old man in the capital of China. If this news is known to the Taoist sect, I think your ancient tomb will be very lively, right?

and……"

Halfway through his words, the yellow-haired priest suddenly fell silent, because the eyes of the old man from the ancient tomb were looking at him coldly, which made him feel his whole body tense.

“Misfortune comes from your mouth, so watch your mouth.

The old man Zhizha has a very good relationship with the immortal Li Shancai. If you let him know, I guarantee you will not survive for three days.

If you don’t believe it, you can try it.”


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