Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 330 White, white.?

  When Monk Wangyou said these words, he didn't look very dignified.

   Obviously, he is very confident in himself.

  Zhang Jing nodded, acquiescing to Monk Wangyou's approach.

  The boy in front had already put the food on the table, and the boy behind was preparing to pour wine for the three of them.

   Zhang Jing also keenly noticed at this time that some eyes were fixed on the three of them vaguely.

   To be precise, they stared at the wine glasses in front of them.

   Monk Wangyou picked up the wine glass and poured it directly on the boy's face, and said in a low voice:

   "Bold monster, Buddha can tell you are not a good person at a glance!"

   These words are sonorous and powerful, and the voice is also mixed with true essence.

  The whole inn can hear clearly.

   This is also the first time Zhang Jing saw that Monk Wangyou didn't call himself a poor monk, but a Buddha.

   It was really beyond his expectation.

   But Feng Wanli smiled, this is the Monk Wangyou he knew.

   At the same time, Feng Wanli also moved.

   "Boom."

  Feng Wanli directly overturned the table, spilling the food and wine all over the floor.

   Zhang Jing just wanted to say, "This is the behavior of crows."

   Didn't expect Feng Wanli to have this kind of talent.

   At the moment Feng Wanli overturned the table, most of the people in the inn turned their eyes.

  They were all watching the situation on the field all the time, but they didn't expect Feng Wanli to directly flip the table.

soon,

   Those who were watching stood up one after another, ready to do it.

   They also expected this situation.

  The three of Zhang Jing were also agitated with real energy all over their bodies.

   "Giggle."

  At this moment, a bell rang in the ears of everyone,

   This is a girl's voice, very sweet and crisp.

  However, the more this is the case, the less Zhang Jing will let down his guard.

  For some reason, he seemed to be having trouble with women.

  Since coming to this world, every woman encountered in this kind of scene will eventually die in his hands.

   also answered that sentence, if there is no woman in my heart, I will draw my sword and be a **** of nature!

   "Welcome to the saint!"

   "Welcome to the saint!"

   Hearing laughter, most of the people present spoke in unison.

  Some passers-by who were really eating didn’t want to eat when they saw this scene, they threw down their money and turned around and ran away.

  In this scene, if you don’t run, you will die.

   "Saint?" Zhang Jing, Feng Wanli and the others looked at each other.

  They don't remember when they provoked any saintess.

  This title is generally a title that only exists in sects.

  Like Guangming Sect, White Lotus Sect,

   "Isn't it because of the extermination of the White Lotus Sect before?" Zhang Jing suddenly thought of this possibility.

  But, how did you find him?

   You should find Jiang Wen.

   Could it be because of his handsome face?

   The laughter stopped, and Zhang Jing and the others suddenly looked up.

  The roof was overturned, and the blossoming white lotus petals fell.

  Like a fairy coming to the world.

   "Vacuum hometown, no biological parents."

   "The saint descends, Bailian is reborn!"

  The people below read in unison with frenzied eyes.

   "Pretending to be a ghost," Zhang Jing whispered.

  The appearance of the White Lotus Sect has always been the same.

  A white dress fell slowly, and the white veil was on the face of the Saintess of the White Lotus Sect, her face was faintly visible.

   Hair tied up, eyes very bright.

   Even Zhang Jing, an old driver who has read countless films, has to admit that she is a beautiful woman.

   It's just that this is useless to Zhang Jing.

  The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is.

  Zhang Jing didn't say anything about the White Lotus Sect having already dared to intercept and kill the court officials.

  People dare to make a scene in the imperial city, and they are already used to such things.

   "Bai Jie, I've met a few of you," the saintess of the White Lotus Sect bowed slightly.

  The name was chosen by herself, which means holy white lotus.

   (There is no other meaning, please don’t think about it.)

   "Bai, Bai Jie?" Zhang Jing raised her brows, the name seemed familiar.

  Monk Wangyou took a step forward, put his hands together and said:

   "I don't know why the White Lotus Sect stopped me and the three of them from going?"

   "It's nothing to do with the master, I'm only here for Master Zhang of the Zhenwu Division, and this Young Master Feng," the saintess of the White Lotus Sect smiled.

   Very dignified and holy.

   "Oh? What's the matter with Mrs. Zhang?" Zhang Jing's eyes moved slightly and he said softly.

   "Didn't Mr. Zhang say that the couplet at the door is well written, do you want to meet the shopkeeper?" The saintess of Bailian fixed her eyes on Zhang Jing.

   "So you wrote it," Zhang Jing felt at first that the couplet was not written by a man, but a woman.

   Now it seems that it is so.

   "Exactly."

   "Then there is no need to mobilize the crowd like this," Zhang Jing looked around.

  Such people are obviously here for them, and it is not a whim.

   "Since Mr. Zhang likes the couplet, I will give it to you, but I need something in exchange, so we don't have to do it, and everyone will be happy," the white lotus maiden suggested,

   "Use what?" Feng Wanli interjected.

   "Just use the two bronze pieces obtained from Nianci at Shuiyue Temple," the jade lips of the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus moved slightly.

  She came here for this thing, or the bronze piece should have been hers,

   It's just that before Nianci had time to hand it over to her, he was cut off by Zhang Jing.

  The three of them looked at each other when they heard the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect talk about the bronze piece.

  It seems that the relics recorded on this bronze tablet are not simple, and it is even worthy of the saints of the White Lotus Sect to go to war.

  Afterwards, Zhang Jing said lightly:

   "What bronze piece? The saint is mistaken."

   "Master Zhang doesn't seem to give it anymore?" The smile of the White Lotus Saintess dissipated and turned flat.

   "Hehe, why bother to talk nonsense, my lord, you will know after killing this kid," a childish voice sounded.

   Soon, Zhang Jing and others saw a child rushing in at an extremely fast speed.

   Taking a closer look, it is not a child, because the man still has some folds and beard on his face.

   Obviously this is a dwarf.

   "That's right, I don't like nonsense," another rumbling voice sounded.

  This voice is very simple and honest, and it sounds like a big man.

   It's just that this big guy didn't go upstairs, but shouted downstairs.

  Zhang Jing nodded and said:

   "Here, do you want a bull for you?"

   "What bullshit?" The Holy Maiden of White Lotus frowned.

   "Do you want something to eat?" The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth twitched slightly.

  Looking at Zhang Jing's mocking smile, the Holy Maiden of White Lotus knew that it was not a good thing to say.

   "Since Master Zhang insists on refusing to give it, then I can't blame the Holy Maiden," the Holy Maiden Bailian said coldly.

   "Leave the witch to me," Monk Wangyou stepped forward with a dignified expression.

  He felt some pressure on the White Lotus Saintess, and she must be at the peak of innate talent.

  If such an opponent relies on the strength of Zhang Jing and the other, it will not be easy even if they can resist it.

   can only be handed over to him.

   "Leave this dwarf and the big guy below to me," Zhang Jing said in a low voice.

   Seeing that the two had directly found their opponent, Feng Wanli shook his head slightly and said:

   "Okay, then leave these people to me."

  He was referring to those members of the White Lotus Sect on the second floor.

   There's a talent and a bunch of second-rate first-rate guys.

   However, this is nothing to him.

   "Great monk, this is between me and them. Do you really want to make trouble with my White Lotus Sect?" The white lotus saint's face was a little cold.

   She naturally recognizes Monk Wangyou, who is eighteenth on the Billboard, not an easy guy to deal with.

  In her plan, there were only Zhang Jing and Feng Wanli, but the appearance of Monk Wangyou disrupted some of her plans.

   "It is everyone's responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the Buddha," said Monk Wangyou, holding a Buddhist bead and blinking his eyes slightly.

  Since it was aimed at Zhang Jing and the others, it was impossible for him to ignore it.

   "Today, the poor monk took you, a witch," Monk Wangyou said loudly.

   Dao Dao Buddha's light radiated from his body, and the whole inn seemed to be dyed golden.

   Before the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus said, "Do it."

   Zhang Jing and Feng Wanli had already moved, and they didn't need to be ordered to fight in the ring.

  Feng Wanli stretched out his sword finger, and the entire inn was filled with sword energy.

  With just one move, more than a dozen members of the White Lotus Sect fell down.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho."

  The sound of the dragon's chant sounded, and sixteen dragon-shaped true qi emanated from Zhang Jing's palm.

  The target was directly aimed at the little dwarf.

   "Do it."

  The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus called out belatedly, but it was already too late.

  Everyone has basically handed in their hands.

   "Boom."

  The roar of the explosion sounded, and the inn couldn't bear the confrontation of several innate masters, and it collapsed directly.

   "Boom."

   Another innate master of the White Lotus Sect held a sword in his hand and began to confront Feng Wanli.

  Sword energy is everywhere, and it seems that within a few feet of them is the world of swords.

   Others can't see the movements inside clearly, let alone go in to help.

  The sword qi has no eyes, maybe you will be shot to death by the sword qi just when you get close.

  So, those second-rate and first-rate members of the White Lotus Sect set their targets on Zhang Jing.

"Ding."

   The dwarf flicked his finger, and a silver needle shot at Zhang Jing.

   It's just that he was knocked down by one of his true qi.

   "Shua, Shua, Shua."

   In the blink of an eye, there was another handful of silver needles.

  There is a faint black light emerging from the needles of these silver needles, which are obviously poisonous.

   "The undefeated golden body!"

   Zhang Jing clenched his fists tightly, supporting his body with strong energy.

   "Zizizi."

  The silver needle hit the stellar qi, making a sizzling sound, and even small pieces of black smoke rose.

   "This needle is indeed poisonous," Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes.

  Even his protective energy can corrode, and the toxicity is not too small.

   But it’s okay, it can be tolerated for a short period of time, and it’s not the kind of severe toxicity that can be ignored directly.

   "Boom."

   Zhang Jing's arms shook, and dozens of silver needles were shaken away.

   "People from the Tang Sect?" Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes.

  In the world, only people from the Tang Sect are good at using hidden weapons and poisons.

   "Hey, you still have some knowledge. I am from the Tang Sect. If you are sensible, you should surrender quickly, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood," the dwarf laughed.

   It's just that the eyes are very dignified.

   He didn't relax at all about Zhang Jing, after all, his silver needle didn't even penetrate his protective energy.

  (end of this chapter)