Chapter 155

There are many guards in jubaozhai, but no one dares to stop them at the moment.

Jun Wuye and Yan Qingcheng drove all the way and soon came to the small courtyard.

Looking at the courtyard shrouded in Golden Buddha light and listening to the sound of wooden fish and chanting sutras, Yan Qingcheng looked into the depths of jubaozhai and said, "bald donkey, I advise you to stop now, otherwise yaowangzong will not give up."

"Amitabha, since the existence of the great Buddhist Zen sect, I have experienced ups and downs over the years and never flinched in front of any powerful power." the old monk's voice was very flat and said, "they are all people with wise roots and have a affinity with our Buddha. In the future, if Yao Wang Zong comes to ask the sin, you can ask the female benefactor if he wants to weird our Buddha."

"Big monk, I don't want to. I'm a disciple of yaowangzong. How can I convert to Buddhism?"

Su Lan's voice sounded in the courtyard, with anger and determination.

Yan Qingcheng said coldly, "bald donkey, did you hear that? She said she didn't want to."

"Amitabha, the two female benefactors are in a very unstable mood now. They don't necessarily follow their heart. After three days, the world can ask. At that time, as long as the two female benefactors say no, I will immediately apologize to my face."

"Old bald donkey, do you want to be shameless?" Jun was so evil that he angrily said, "what they say now is the truth to follow their inner wishes! Three days later, they were forcibly transformed by you. Of course, they won't say they were forced. You are so shameless!"

"Evil! You killed my Zen disciple. I haven't settled this account with you yet!"

"Then get out now and I'll stand here. I'll take care of how you settle!"

Jun Wuye was furious. He had met many arrogant and arrogant people before.

But the arrogance of those people is very straightforward.

This great Brahman Zen sect is really puking.

At the same time, they boast of great mercy, truth, sanctity and hypocrisy.

"Evil evil, your sect teacher is still vulnerable. You're just in the condensed Qi state. How dare you be presumptuous in front of me!"

At this time, Yan Qingcheng said, "bald donkey, you just do whatever you want here because you are higher than them. So can I do whatever you want?"

"Amitabha, are you the top level of Meitong clan in southern Xinjiang?" the old monk said faintly: "in that case, you should know the tacit understanding between the dominant forces. Before, the lower Dharma protector of great Buddhist Zen first shot you and was killed by you. I have nothing to say. Now, I haven't done anything to you. You certainly have no reason to do it."

"You asked me to abide by this unwritten tacit understanding. Did you abide by it? You trapped the disciples of yaowangzong here and forcibly changed it. Did you abide by the tacit understanding?"

"How can I be bound by these tacit agreements in the face of great mercy when I help people with their suffering."

"That means you can not abide by it yourself, but you must abide by it?" Yan Qingcheng smiled and said, "put away your rogue logic and I won't eat it. In the final analysis, the world still has to speak with strength, not just sharpen your mouth."

"Don't worry, if I deal with you personally, I will lose my identity. One of the two people you want to spend is the young man's sister and the other is his friend. I think the solution to this matter is the duel between you. If anyone loses, he will immediately get out of the capital of Dazhou and don't take half a step within three years!"

"Amitabha, are you serious?"

The old monk was stunned. He didn't seem to expect that the other party would put forward such a solution.

He is a strong man in the king's realm. The young man only condenses the Qi realm. There are six big realms between them, which are not at the same level at all.

Even if he blows, he can kill the boy!

"I will keep my word and never break my word."

Yan Qingcheng answered very positively.

Beside her, the muscles on Jun Wuye's face twitched a few times.

What kind of fame is Yan Qingcheng doing? He even let him compete with a person who belongs to the king's realm. It's like going to die. There's no hope of winning.

However, he believed that Yan Qingcheng must have his own plan.

"Just in time, this little evil animal killed my great Brahman Zen disciple. I'm trying to settle with him!"

An old monk came out from the depths of the jubaozhai.

His eyebrows are a little gray, but his face is very ruddy, he can't see any wrinkles, and his body is very strong.

In the blink of an eye, the old monk came to the courtyard from the depths.

He raised his steps towards Jun Wuxie. There was no mercy in his eyes, but a strong sense of killing.

"Evil, don't kneel down and kill quickly!"

He was very strong, his voice was like thunder, his palm raised, evolved Buddha's light fingerprints in the void, and suppressed Jun Wuxie.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng flexed his fingers.

A wisp of finger awn wrapped around the rune disappeared into the old monk's body.

The old monk's breath suddenly weakened a hundred times, a thousand times!

His realm was directly suppressed from zongwang realm to the peak of ten changes in condensate realm.

"Sir, what does this mean? Do you have to break your promise?"

The old monk was shocked and angry. The cave in his body was sealed. He could only use the power of the peak of the condensed Qi realm!

"I said I would not personally fight you. The duel between you should naturally be conducted on the basis of fairness. What is fairness must be a war in the same realm."

"Don't you think he can surpass me if his realm is the same?"

The old monk couldn't help laughing. He was a strong man in the king's realm. His vision and experience, as well as his understanding of the use of martial arts, could he be compared with the condensed Qi realm?

Even in the same realm, he also has an advantage!

"Evil, subdue!"

With a deep drink, the Buddha's light handprint hummed down and covered you with innocence.

Jun Wuxie sneered and carried it with one hand. He didn't even look at the Buddha's handprint.

He walked directly to the old monk.

The blood gas released is like a roaring river surging around the body.

The Buddha's handprint was about to fall on his head.

But it was impacted by the boiling blood gas, and it was hard to fall.

Boom!

When you walked without evil, gold and blood burst out and rushed forward like a huge wave.

The old monk's face changed suddenly, with a suffocating oppression.

The surging gold and blood was like a roaring river. Before he was near, he made him stand unstable, shake his body, and step back for several steps.

He slammed his foot on the ground and raised his hand with a fist to kill Jun Wuxie.

At the moment of boxing, a golden Buddha light fist print broke out the sound of thunder.

With a flick of your innocent hand, gold and blood gushed out, and the Buddha's light fist seal was scattered.

The next moment, he bullied the old monk and slapped him in the face, which was very clear and loud.

Near the courtyard, people in jubaozhai saw such a picture, and their eyes beat violently.

Huiyuan is the first leader of the capital jubaozhai who came here to take over the post a few days ago!

He is the No. 1 figure in the capital jubaozhai and controls the supreme power here.

Now, the No. 1 figure was slapped in the face by a martial artist in the condensed Qi realm. His whole body was blown out, and a mouthful of blood spit out, mixed with fallen teeth.

"Old bald donkey, you have been practicing for thousands of years before you can be arrogant here!" Jun Wuye came forward, punched Huiyuan's defense means and killed him directly on his chest.

Hui Yuan flew out upside down, and his chest was cracked and bloody.

"Now, without the advantage of realm, why don't you tell your truth like a local ruffian?"

Jun Wuye always followed Huiyuan. Before his body fell to the ground, he grabbed his ankle, swung it up and fell to the ground.

Boom!

The ground here is shaking violently, and earth rock splashes.

Every time you wrestle, you will leave a human shaped pit on the ground, full of blood.

The old monk screamed and there was no room to fight back.

What kind of strong king's realm has no advantage of absolute realm. In front of Jun Wuxie, he was beaten like a scarecrow, which is completely abusing vegetables.

In a moment, the old monk was out of shape.

Now his whole bones are scattered like mud, his whole body is covered with plasma, and his face is swollen into a pig's head. It is estimated that he can't even recognize his mother.

People inside jubaozhai were stunned.

Although Huiyuan is the new first fasting Lord.

But in the past, the first fasting Lord was an elder of yaowangzong. He worked here for ten years. Naturally, people here are more inclined to yaowangzong.

However, under Huiyuan's obscene power, they all dare to be angry and dare not speak.

"Say, why do you have to spend my sister?"

Jun Wuye pressed the head of old monk Huiyuan on the ground. Seeing that he didn't speak, he directly grabbed a handful of soil and forced it into his mouth.

The old monk Huiyuan kept spitting out, and his eyes were full of blood.

"Don't tell me? You're a bald donkey. You have a thick skin. You're brazen in talking and doing things! I'd like to see if you don't have a sense of shame under any circumstances!"

Jun Wuxie grabbed old monk Huiyuan's ankle, dragged him to the ground, turned and walked outside jubaozhai.

Yan Qingcheng was stunned. The little bastard dragged the old bald donkey out. What are you doing?

People inside jubaozhai were also full of doubts and followed to the outside.

In front of the gate of jubaozhai, the crowd gathered here did not disperse.

I was surprised to see Jun Wuye dragging a bloody old monk out.

He dragged the old monk under a stone pillar in the square in front of the door.

Just when people guessed what he was going to do, they saw that he tore the old monk's monk's robe to pieces, and they were stunned.

Then, the muscles on people's faces twitched violently and their expressions were wonderful.

Even some female spectators, with a cry, turned red and turned around fiercely.

People's eyes are falling to the ground.

They saw Jun Wuye take out a very thin rope, pinch open the old monk's mouth, pull out his tongue, and get trapped with the rope.

Then he bent the old monk's body and tied the other rope between his legs

Finally, he hung the old monk without inch wisps on the stone pillars of the square.

The old monk wanted to crack his eyes. As soon as he struggled, a certain part was immediately pulled by the rope, and his mouth screamed like a pig.

This call affects the tongue.

The tongue moved and pulled the rope, and there was another sharp pain below.

He was convulsed all over, but he tried his best to control his convulsed body, keep his body bent as much as possible, and dared not stretch his body at all.

The tongue that was forced to stretch out did not dare to retract at all, and was in pain.

In addition, countless eyes looked at me, and I was immediately ashamed and angry. I just wanted to kill myself.

"Heaven will bring great blessings to the master, so you must first humiliate his mind, abuse his muscles and bones, and expose his body and skin." Jun Wuxie instructed the old monk to seal the true Qi in his cave and said: "master, you don't have to be grateful to me. I'm just compassionate and willing to help others."

"Ah! Ah... Ah..."

The old monk's tongue stretched out, but he could only make ah ah noises when he wanted to speak. The venom in his eyes and a large amount of blood flowing out of his mouth were so angry that he threw up blood on the spot.