Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 220 Wrathful King Kong (Add more updates for the maple blood setting sun boss, please subscribe by the way!)

   "The poor monk has already learned the tricks of the two, and it is time for the two to learn the methods of the poor monk,"

  Monk Wangyou clasped his hands together, raised his head and smiled.

   "What is the meaning of this, Master?" The ancestor of the Song family showed a trace of astonishment.

   "It's just the literal meaning, the two benefactors want face, and the poor monk naturally wants it too,"

   "The two benefactors only used one move, and the poor monk only played one move."

   Monk Wangyou narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing only a gap.

  The ancestors of the Song family and the ancestors of the Liang family looked at each other, feeling a little bit of something bad in their hearts.

   Judging from the fight just now, the two of them are definitely not rivals.

  However, if it's just one move, they are still somewhat confident that they can take it.

   "In that case, then, master, please," the ancestor of the Liang family said softly.

   If you lose, you don't lose. Since the crazy monk said so, they can't show their cowardice.

   Not far away, Liang Bai and Liang Shan stepped forward to support Liang Chuan and Zhen Xuan.

  Several innate masters are going to fight,

   If you get too close, you will be unlucky if you are accidentally injured.

"it is good."

  Monk Wuyou nodded lightly, his eyes shot a bright light.

  Then, monk Wuyou stepped forward,

  The whole person stands in the air, and behind him a phantom of a vajra appears.

  This vajra phantom is a masterpiece of golden light, showing its majesty.

  Buddhism not only has the Bodhisattva who saves the world, but also the wrathful Vajra!

   Zhang Jing's figure at the bottom retreated a long way, and the phantom looked unusual.

   If he was accidentally injured, he would have nothing to say.

   "Brother Liang, go all out, it seems that Master Wangyou is serious about it," the ancestor of the Song family looked solemnly at the vajra phantom in the sky and said softly.

  You can feel the majestic aura of this Vajra phantom just from its aura.

   "That's the only way to go. Unfortunately, those old guys didn't come, otherwise..." the ancestor of the Liang family hesitated.

  He was referring to the Zhen family, several ancestors of the Zheng family.

  If they were all here today, even this crazy monk would definitely not be their opponent.

   No matter how strong one person is, he can't defeat the four of them, right?

  Eighteen on the earth list, not eighteen on the sky list!

  When the people in the rivers and lakes in the distance saw this scene, there were only two words in their minds, "Shock!"

  Have they ever seen such an aura before, it is almost like the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas.

   It is rare for them to see first-class experts on weekdays,

   Even called this innate master!

   "Two benefactors, please!"

   Monk Wangyou has a solemn face and a solemn face.

   "Master Wangyou, please."

   "Vajra One Finger!"

  The glaring King Kong phantom suddenly opened his eyes behind Monk Wangyou.

  A golden giant finger from top to bottom, suppress!

  The giant finger air machine locks on the ancestors of the Liang family and the ancestors of the Song family.

   "Qingyang Palm!"

  The ancestor of the Liang family shouted angrily, his whole body agitated with true energy,

  A giant cyan palm emerged from the void!

   "Cut!"

  The ancestor of the Song family's gray beard and hair fluttered in the wind,

  Yi Dao's more powerful red blade shines in the sky.

   This time, he and the ancestor of the Liang family tried their best.

  Otherwise, if it is suppressed by a mad monk,

  They really don't have the face to walk in the rivers and lakes anymore.

  The sword light and the cyan giant palm collided with the Vajra finger.

  The roiling heat wave was coming, and Zhang Jing couldn't help covering it.

   "Boom."

   There was a loud noise, and the sword light and giant palm disappeared under the Vajra Finger.

   After all, they are the masters of the top 18, so the two of them are still embarrassed.

   After King Kong crushed the sword-mansled giant palm with one finger,

   itself, it seems that it is only slightly dimmed.

  However, there is obviously still room to spare.

"what!"

  The ancestors of the Song family and the Liang family were shocked, and hurriedly circulated the innate qi to protect themselves.

  Monk Wangyou standing in the air showed a smile.

   "Boom."

  The golden giant fingers bombarded the ancestors of the Liang family and the ancestors of the Song family.

   Then, there was another loud noise.

  The giant fingers dissipated, and the two figures flew out backwards, hitting the ground heavily.

  Monk Wangyou slowly landed on the ground, clasped his hands together, and recited, "Amitabha."

   "Poof."

   "Poof."

  The ancestors of the Song family and the Liang family spat out a mouthful of blood,

   With one finger, the two were seriously injured.

   "It's, it's so strong," the night demon in the crowd showed a trace of fear.

  He only knew that the mad monk was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

  The power of one finger is so terrifying!

  The two masters of the innate realm were directly suppressed like paper.

  Night Demon lowered his body even lower. If he is discovered at this time,

  He really died without a place to bury him.

  He managed to survive Feng Wanli's grasp,

   Again desperately escaped when Chen Jinhai broke out.

   It is enough to prove that he regards life very seriously and does not want to die.

  Liang Bai and Liang Shan in the distance hurried forward to help the ancestors of the Liang family and the Song family who were on the ground.

   The more this is the case, the more they will behave.

   "Old Ancestor," Liang Bai said worriedly.

   "Cough, cough, cough," the ancestor of the Liang family coughed up some blood.

   "Master is powerful, I admire you," the ancestor of the Song family held back his injuries and clasped his hands together.

   "I admire you," said the ancestor of the Liang family with a gloomy expression.

  Being suppressed with one finger in front of so many people,

  The face of his family has been lost to grandma's house.

  However, it would be great to save one life.

  When he touched the golden giant finger, he already felt the breath of death.

   Fortunately, it was blocked in the end.

   "It's not worth mentioning, it's just not worth mentioning," Monk Wangyou smiled and shook his head.

   "The master said before that there is only one move, so he won't break his promise," the ancestor of the Liang family said softly, staring at Monk Wangyou.

  If Monk Wangyou really broke his promise, he and the Patriarch of the Song family would be ruined today.

  Similarly, the Patriarch of the Song family also stared at Monk Wangyou's face, for fear that he would say the word "will".

   "If monks don't tell lies, poor monks will naturally not break their promises," Monk Wangyou chuckled.

   "Master is honest and trustworthy, I admire it, and when I have free time, I also hope that Master will come to our country of Song for a visit, and I will do my best as a landlord," the ancestor of the Song family smiled slightly.

  As if the person who was suppressed by Monk Wangyou just now was not him.

   "It's the same with me, I, the Liang family, will definitely sweep the couch to welcome the master," the ancestor of the Liang family saw the appearance of the ancestor of the Song family, and also stepped forward and cupped his hands.

   "Hehe, I would like to thank that poor monk," Monk Wangyou put his hands together and said.

   "Master Zhang, let's forget about today's affairs, let's meet again another day," the ancestor of the Liang family looked at Zhang Jing behind Wangyou and smiled lightly.

   Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, but did not reply.

   "Master Wangyou, I will take my leave," the ancestor of the Song family clasped his fists.

   "Master, farewell."

  Monk Wangyou nodded, "You two benefactors, please go ahead."

  Seeing the ancestors of the Liang family disappear before his eyes, Zhang Jing came to Monk Wangyou and said, "This time, thank you master for your action."

   "You are welcome, chapter benefactor."

   "Master, let them go so easily, isn't it..." Zhang Jing said softly.

  Of course, he only mentioned one thing about Monk Wangyou's behavior.

  He has already saved his life, so it is really inappropriate to ask him to do more.

   "Hehe, monks don't lie, but these two benefactors are probably at the end of their battle now," Monk Wangyou showed a playful smile.

   "I understand. Master, I will go to the toilet later," Zhang Jing understood what Monk Wangyou meant.

   Then, he turned around and chased after the Liang family ancestors.

   "Hehe, please benefactor Zhang!" Monk Wangyou just chuckled.

  (end of this chapter)