Martial Arts From Bandits

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  After Zhang Jing walked away, Monk Wangyou looked at the crowd not far away and said with a smile, ""

   "Benefactor, don't hide any more."

   "Who is this master talking to?"

   "Looks like it's our side," someone responded.

   "Could it be that there is a master hidden among us?"

"No way."

  Yemo was startled when he heard what Monk Wangyou said.

   "No, it was really discovered."

   "Or, there are still masters hiding?" Ye Mo didn't show his figure hastily, and only hoped that the monk wasn't talking to him.

   "Do you want the poor monk to invite you in person?" Monk Wangyou looked indifferent, his eyes fixed on a certain direction.

   "Hehe, I don't dare to bother Master, I'll come out now," Yemo smiled awkwardly and walked out of the crowd.

  Monk Wangyou just stared straight at him, making his heart sink.

   "Could it be this innate master?"

   "If you can invite that master in person, you must be a master."

   "Just now, that grandmaster is by my side. Hey, I forgot to make a good relationship, otherwise we might be prosperous in the future," someone sighed.

   "Are you dreaming here? Didn't you wake up, maybe that master beat you to death casually." Someone beside him mocked.

   "I, my urine is yellow, I'm here."

   "Get out, get out."

  The crowd burst into laughter when they heard the conversation of these people.

   "I am the Night Demon, I have met the master," the Night Demon bowed with his hands clasped.

   Monk Wangyou nodded and said, "You have the inheritance of Huang Jiugong and Master Huang?"

   "Uh, I've searched several times below, and there's no inheritance of Grandmaster Huang, just the tomb of a minister of a small country," Ye Mo said softly, looking at Monk Wangyou.

   Monk Wangyou frowned slightly, but said nothing.

   "Uh, my lord, I'm taking my leave," Ye Mo saluted with his fists cupped, then turned and left.

   He really didn't dare to stay longer, the pressure Monk Wangyou put on him was too great.

   "Sponsor, please stop," Monk Wangyou frowned.

  Ye Mo felt a little uneasy,

  Before, this crazy monk seemed to say the same to the ancestors of the Liang family and the ancestors of the Song family.

   "Uh, master, what else is there?" Ye Mo turned around and asked cautiously.

   Monk Wangyou smiled, looked at Ye Mo's face, and said softly:

   "The face of the poor monk and the benefactor turned black, I am afraid there will be a **** disaster."

   "What does the master mean by this?"

   "It means that the poor monk wants to save some benefactors," monk Wuyou showed a hint of killing intent.

  He came to the southwest for Huang Jiugong,

  When he was young, he received the favor of Huang Jiugong,

   Here to repay the favor!

  After learning from Feng Wanli that a group of demonic people had obtained the news of Huang Jiugong's inheritance,

  He came to the southwest.

  Unfortunately, after searching around at that time, there was no trace of these people.

  A few days ago, I got the exact news from the rumors,

   Hurry up and hurry up, finally arrived.

   Huang Jiugong hadn’t rescued him back then, he might have been dead for many years now,

  He has always admired Huang Jiugong, and he will never allow this demonic person to tarnish Huang Zongshi's inheritance.

  "Master is just joking, I don't seem to have offended the master, killing people like this seems to violate the precepts," Ye Mo's heart jumped wildly, but his face remained calm.

   "The almsgiver dug people's graves, which is not done in the righteous way. Since I have seen it, I will naturally eliminate the demons and defend the way," Monk Wangyou said solemnly.

   "You," Ye Mo almost couldn't help cursing.

   "The benefactor is going to the west to meet the Buddha, remember to send hello to the Buddha on behalf of the poor monk," Monk Wangyou said in a low voice.

  Afterwards, the phantom of King Kong appeared behind him.

   Didn't continue to talk nonsense, King Kong phantom suppressed Ye Mo with a palm.

  The night devil was full of energy, and a blood-colored giant claw headed forward.

  However, soon, the blood-colored giant claws collapsed directly.

   "Damn bald donkey, you..." Before he died, Ye Mo only cursed, and was directly suppressed by the giant golden palm.

  The dust and smoke dissipated, and there was nothing on the ground.

   It’s not that the night devil escaped again by repeating its tricks.

   Instead,

   Not even ash was left.

  He no longer has a backhand, and besides, under the lock of the giant palm air machine, he can't escape either.

   Monk Wangyou is not Chen Jinhai's kind of innate strength,

   It's the eighteenth on the Billboard, the pinnacle of innate talent!

  "Amitabha!" Monk Wangyou recited the Buddha's name.

  ...

   "Old Ancestor, I..." Liang Chuan was ashamed,

   This time, not only did he not show his face, but he also lost it.

   Moreover, he was suppressed by Zhang Jing under the watchful eyes of the ancestor.

   "Hmph, go back and reflect on me. It doesn't matter if you fail once, but you have to learn from it," the ancestor of the Liang family snorted coldly.

   "Yes, the grandson understands."

   "Pfft." After walking away, the ancestor of the Song family couldn't hold back a mouthful of old blood.

   "Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor," Song Zhe wanted to go to help him, but he refused.

   "This crazy monk really lives up to his reputation, and he is worthy of being a figure on the Billboard," the ancestor of the Song family sighed.

   "The Central Plains is really powerful, we have been complacent in recent years," the ancestor of the Liang family let out a long breath.

   "Yeah, it's time to go out," the ancestor of the Song family whispered.

   "After going back this time, Chuaner, Baier, you go to the Central Plains," the ancestor of the Liang family looked at Liang Bai and Liang Chuan beside him.

   "Grandson obeys," Liang Chuan and Liang Bai exchanged glances.

   "Old Ancestor, I, I also want to go to the Central Plains," Liang Shan said courageously.

   "Why is my daughter going to the Central Plains, just stay in Liangdu honestly," the ancestor of the Liang family reprimanded.

   "Brother Liang, why bother to get angry, women should not be underestimated nowadays, there are several women on the Dragon and Tiger List," the ancestor of the Song family dissuaded.

   "Let's talk about it when we go back."

  Liang Shan followed behind, clenching her teeth.

  Although many people in the Liang family dote on her, the ancestors alone don't like her.

  She wants to prove that she is no worse than men,

  Since there is a woman on the dragon and tiger list, why can't she?

   They all hang two things on one shoulder, and she is not much worse than others.

   "Zhe'er," the ancestor of the Song family called softly.

   "The grandson is here," Song Zhe bowed his hands.

   "After a while, you will also go to the Central Plains to forge ahead. If you can be on the Dragon and Tiger List, the Song family will depend on you in the future. After all, the Southwest is still too small," the ancestor of the Song family sighed softly.

   "Yes, grandson obeys."

   "What is Brother Liang going to do with that Zhang Jing?" The ancestor of the Song family narrowed his eyes when he mentioned Zhang Jing.

   "This son's talent is astonishing, coupled with this time of hostility, he must not stay, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be a serious problem for the confidants of our family in the future," the ancestor of the Liang family showed a murderous intent in his eyes.

   "But, where is the crazy monk?"

   "It's impossible for a dead bald donkey to stay in Heishui City for a lifetime. Once he leaves, we will kill the grass and root it out!"

   "Really?" A voice came from not far away.

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