Chapter 66 Wu Nuo and Monk

Xia Liuqing, who was in the front yard, was also starting to breathe at this moment. His current condition may be worse than that of Barron!

There is no way, he needs to stop most monks here.

But one thing is not bad, that is, he has been fighting with Monk Jie Yun so far.

Who asked Monk Xie Yun to order to solve this matter by himself!

Bang!

After the collision again, you could feel that Monk Jie Yun's breath was obviously unstable.

Because he was too worried about the affairs of the Sutra Library, he accidentally got two whips while fighting with Xia Liuqing just now.

With the two whips of Xia Liuqing, the Qi in his body almost flowed backwards.

Bang!

This was the one who had been putting his big hand directly on the shoulder of Monk Jie Yun. Monk Jie Yun turned around and stared at the person who was slapping his shoulder with red eyes. Didn’t he agree not to interfere?

When he saw clearly that it was Monk Baowen who patted his shoulder, he swallowed the words to his mouth again.

"Uncle Master! You are angry again! It's not good if the anger is too serious..."

Monk Baowen said it easily, but his strength in his hands was not relaxed. He was worried that his uncle, who rushed over and was whipped again.

The golden light burst out from the Sutra Pavilion and the others also noticed it, so Baowen didn't plan to waste it here anymore.

"Master, let me solve this disaster as soon as possible!"

Bao Wen said in a serious tone: "So, Uncle Master, your current state is not suitable for fighting! Host, I'm working hard!"

After saying that, Monk Baowen "supported" Monk Jie Yun to the presidency of Xingjiao Temple and handed Monk Jie Yun to the presidency of Xingjiao Temple.

Originally, Monk Jie Yun was planning to struggle for a while, but he was indeed not as strong as Bao Wen!

Although the whole person looked like Monk Baowen was supporting him, Monk Baowen actually carried him to the presidency of Xingjiao Temple.

After hearing that Master Baowen brought out Master Jiekong again, Master Jieyun did not say a word. He knew that in the entire Shaolin, who respects Master Jiekong the most must be the Baowen in front of him.

Monk Baowen’s attitude towards Master Jiekong is comparable to that of his son when he met me!

Master Jiekong said that he would never go west. Of course, monk Baowen would not allow anyone to say that Master Jiekong was not.

Jie Yun clearly remembered that in Shaolin Temple, Monk Baojing was greedy for me and made progress during his practice, which instead enhanced the power of "I", resulting in wasting all previous efforts and falling into the path of greedy Zen, and then went wild after suffering from "red eye disease"!

If it weren't for his dying senior brother stopping Baowen, Monk Baowen would have killed Baojing at all costs!

At that time, Monk Jie Yun once thought that two demon monks were about to be born in Shaolin Temple!

Monk Baowen strode to Xia Liuqing, who was panting, and said word by word: "Xia Liuqing, can you give up resistance? Shaolin will take care of you for the rest of your life..."

Xia Liuqing was slightly stunned. What was the monk like an iron tower in front of him saying?

Shaolin will take care of the rest of his life, and love is about to imprison himself until death!

"Hahaha, this is the funniest thing I have ever heard. You are worthy of taking care of the rest of my life!"

Xia Liuqing laughed twice, her face turned grim. She held the bamboo-joint steel whip tightly with both hands and waved it suddenly. The steel whip was once again shrouded by the repulsive force.

Bang!!!

Bao Wen had a gloomy face, and his slightly rough palm pressed directly on Xia Liuqing's steel whip.

Of course, Baowen's palm did not touch the steel whip. There seemed to be some kind of force between the pitch-black steel whip and Baowen's palm that blocked the collision between the two.

But just this trick is enough to distinguish the level.

The repulsive force brought by Xia Liuqing's divine mask did not shake the monk Baowen in front of him.

Although Xia Liuqing was tired and could not maintain his divine character, he could not practice this sect of monk Baowen for less than twenty years!

"Since Xia Liuqing, you don't accept my monk's proposal, don't blame me for taking the initiative!"

After saying that, monk Baowen pushed his palm forward, and Xia Liuqing's figure immediately retreated, and two gullies plowed out from his feet.

However, after Xia Liuqing stabilized his body, he shot towards Baowen again, turned around quickly in the air, and with the help of inertia, he whipped Baowen's head with a whip.

Bang!!!

Monk Baowen's palm clenched with his five fingers, and the golden qi flame instantly wrapped around his fist, colliding with the steel whip that was slashed towards him by the Yin evil. The golden light and black qi mixed together, and a powerful shock wave burst out in the courtyard, blowing the monks around him that had to retreat several steps.

"So strong! Is it the strength of Senior Brother Baowen..."

A monk whispered, and used to hear people telling people how powerful the generation of Shaolin Temple's "Tao" generation is, and today I saw it.

Even if it is the host of Jie Yun... well, monk Jie Yun cannot be called a host, and he probably can't do this.

At the center of the battlefield, Monk Baowen looked at Xia Liuqing with a stern face. He didn't expect that the old man could burst out such a strong Qi power.

Bang!

Another crisp sound, Xia Liuqing's figure fell from the air, and the yin evil spirit floated around her.

The steel whip that was originally smashing towards Monk Baowen slid from Xia Liuqing's right hand to his left hand at this moment, and suddenly lifted it up, and the tip of the whip was slid towards Baowen's chest.

Seeing this, Monk Baowen took back the fist he had hit, crossed his arms into an "X" to block his chest, and forced himself to catch the whip with the golden bell cover.

Seeing that the whip was not hit, Xia Liuqing was originally going to distance himself from Monk Baowen, but his body suddenly seemed to be imprisoned by a rude force.

"This is……"

Xia Liuqing looked at Baowen's right hand with five fingers slightly buckled, and instantly understood what move this was.

Picking the flower finger!

Whoosh!

Xia Liuqing's figure was directly sucked by Bao Wen!

Seeing Xia Liuqing sucked by himself, Monk Baowen instantly stole his horse, stretched his back, clenched his left fist, and the rich Qi power continued to gather towards his left hand.

Xia Liuqing was about to rush to him in front of him. Monk Baowen glared at the tiger's eyes and punched him out!

Bright Fist!

The fist that was swung at high speed was poured down towards Xia Liuqing who was flying towards him with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Damn it... to me..."

The punch from Monk Baowen was still carrying a shock wave. In the blink of an eye, the punch from the sky came to Xia Liuqing. However, Xia Liuqing had experienced many strong winds and waves. The steel whip in his hand swung out with a repulsive force, and a black light was drawn in the air, shattering the shock wave brought by the Light Fist.

"break!"

The moment he split the shock wave, Monk Baowen's extremely domineering punch had already hit Xia Liuqing. Xia Liuqing shouted loudly, hitting all the power on the tip of the whip and stabbed it towards the light fist!

boom!

The explosion immediately trembled the entire yard, and the violent smoke also wrapped Xia Liuqing and Baowen in it.

Just as the monks were still guessing who won, suddenly a sound like a firecracker came from the distant sky!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!