What made several people sweat even more was that after all, he had been fighting for so long, but he had not recognized Changsun Luocang, and he still cursed Niu Qianding with Niu Qianding. One was tall and strong, leopard head and eyes, and the other was thin.
With his old and white hair as snow, how could he regard Changsun Luocang as Niu Qianding? With this look, how could he see that Ye Wuse has wisdom?
Did you make a mistake? He is actually not Ye Wuse's master? By the way, he seems to have never mentioned Ye Wuse, only mentioned his disciple's Dharma name Wujie. Unfortunately, time was tight before, so he forgot to ask Ye Wuse.
I don’t know if the fat monk’s Bujie was him? If not, it would be not surprising that Ye Wuse was his treasure apprentice with his eyes.
Gu Fenghua took out a few pills and took Ye Wuse. Then he was about to ask what was going on when he heard a muffled groan. The fat monk was slapped in the chest by Changsun Luocang, dragging his Zen stick.
While taking a few steps, the last lazy donkey rolled around, and then he changed his palm force to stabilize his body and climbed up.
Seeing his lazy donkey rolling without any image of a monk, Gu Fenghua and his friends felt chill again.
"Where did the reckless man come from? He is so ignorant of life and death, and he dares to be rude to me!" Changsun Luocang cursed with anger.
As one of the Eighteen Kings, he is definitely worth less than one person in Wuji Shengtian, and can determine the life and death of countless people in one sentence, but he is frustrated after trying to kill a mere Gu Fenghua.
This made him feel dull and now he was forced to be clumsy by a fat monk, and he was even more embarrassed and his murderous intent appeared on his face.
"Aren't you Niu Qianding?" The fat monk narrowed his slits and gathered in the middle. I don't know if he finally saw Changsun Luocang clearly or heard that the voice was wrong, and said in surprise.
"Hmph!" Changsun Luocang snorted coldly. If it weren't for the fact that it was just a holy soul body, and his strength was greatly reduced after being seriously injured, he would have wished to slap the reckless monk to death with a slap.
He was too lazy to show his identity to this reckless monk because he believed that as long as he saw his face clearly, he would retreat without fighting and even kneel down to him for mercy.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to hurt my baby apprentice, you must be in the same group as Niu Qianding. I will kill you first to avenge my baby apprentice, and then go and order Niu Qianding's sky lantern later!" Unfortunately, Changsun Luocang,
Destined to be disappointed.
Maybe he still didn't see his appearance clearly. He just used his voice to tell that the person in front of him was not Niu Qianding. Maybe he saw it clearly, but he didn't know what the Luo Cang Jun, one of the Eighteen Envoys of the Wuji Holy Heaven, looked like
In short, the fat monk roared wildly, held up his Zen staff and rushed up like a madman.
Light the sky lantern? Gu Fenghua and his men wiped their foreheads again. This is not a great monk, he is clearly a bandit.
Changsun Luocang just rushed to fight, which made him take the lead, forcing him to stand up and deal with it calmly. How could he get any advantage? As soon as he moved his body, he was out of his order.
The shadow of the staff passed through it and another palm hit his chest.
The palm was so powerful that the fat monk paused, then rose from the ground, and was actually slapped out by his palm. However, this man was fierce, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and roared wildly.