Li Guxing's eyes narrowed, and Taoist Master Lingxu stretched out his arms. Under the sunlight, there was a slight green light, which seemed to be poisonous.

This skill is very evil and definitely not Wudang Kung Fu.

His mind was racing, and a figure gradually emerged in his mind, and he said in shock: "You, you are not Taoist Lingxu, you, you are Taoist Baimian!!"

The hundred-faced Taoist no longer hid after being smashed by him. He opened it with his left hand and tore off a piece of dough from the back of his neck, revealing a ferocious face.

"Boy, don't even think about leaving today!!" His strength more than doubled, and he grabbed Li Guxing's ankle.

Li Guxing once interacted with Taoist Baimian, and even learned from him when he was in Jinyiwei, and then he made a mask of a swarthy old farmer.

At that time, Li Guxing knew that this Taoist with a Hundred Faces was very evil, and he wanted to never run into him again in his life. Who knew that God did not fulfill his wish, but he got in the way at this critical moment.

Li Guxing felt very regretful. If he had known that the situation would be like this, he would never have softened his heart and saved his life by making a human skin mask.

Li Guxing said: "I should have killed you right then!"

Baimian Taoist said: "It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world!!"

In order to escape the crowd's siege, Li Guxing jumped up, but his momentum was not strong. After flying three feet high, he started to lose strength. On the other hand, Baimian Taoist was full of energy, and his arms seemed to be stretched longer and longer. They disappeared and then grew in a few moments.

Then he grabbed Li Guxing's ankle firmly!

He pulled down, and Li Guxing was dragged back, with nearly a hundred Jianghu tycoons waiting under him, like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

Suddenly, a powerful earthquake shook the crowd, and a clear space was vacated in the crowded field. A tall monk stood in the middle of the clearing, and with a little force with one hand, Li Guxing was freed from the hands of the Taoist Baimian.

Snatched it.

"That's good, that's good. The donor should follow me back to Shaolin Temple to pray!!"

How could Li Guxing be captured without hesitation? He couldn't deal with nearly a hundred people, but he was still somewhat sure of escaping from the hands of Monk Wuxing. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said: "Monk Wuxing, can my life be saved if I convert to Shaolin?"

This question made Monk Wu Xing tremble. Obviously he did not expect Li Guxing to do such a thing. I, the Buddha, once said: There are all people in Buddhism who cannot be saved. Even if there are all kinds of evil and cunning, as long as you truly take refuge,

Buddhists will protect him.

In addition, the founding emperor was a monk and his status was so high that even the government had little control over it.

Li Guxing fell down and rubbed his ankle against Monk Wu Xing's leg intentionally or unintentionally. He glanced at the crowd and said loudly: "I know what the purpose of you people is? Compared with "Luo Shen Sword Jue", I

This life is insignificant, okay, you don’t need to fight, now I sincerely convert to Shaolin, and this "Luo Shen Sword Art" belongs to the Shaolin Temple."

"This...this..." Monk Wuxing looked confused and hesitated.

"Hmph! Boy! Stop playing tricks. Even if you join Shaolin, you are not a bald donkey in Shaolin Temple before you are ordained. Shaolin will not protect your life!!" Duan Wuya's hands turned into claws, and the sound of dragon roar was hidden, until

Take it up.

"Wait!!"

Monk Wuxing stretched out his hand to stop Duan Wuya and blocked Duan Wuya with his skill.

"Since Donor Li sincerely repented, he would give him a chance to change his ways. Now... he can't be killed..."

Duan Wuya said contemptuously: "Old bald donkey, you dare to stop me?"

Monk Wuxing said: "Since Master Li has sincerely converted to Shaolin, I, the Shaolin disciples, must protect him. Master Duan wants to kill people and seize treasures. Don't you think that I, the Shaolin Temple, should not be taken seriously?"

Duan Wuya snorted coldly, stared at Monk Wuxing, and said word by word: "When did I, Yongye City, take your Shaolin Temple seriously?"

The two men were full of gunpowder, and there was no time to escape. Many wealthy merchants retreated and waited. They knew their own disadvantages and did not dare to compete with the two men.

But this does not mean that they gave up on Li Guxing. The snipe and the clam were fighting each other, and they were reaping the benefits of the fishermen.

Li Guxing took a few breaths, took the opportunity to straighten out his energy, and kept an eye on his surroundings.

He wanted to run away, but although Monk Wuxing was confronting Duan Wuya, he remained alert at all times. No matter how Li Guxing moved his body in secret, he could never escape from Monk Wuxing's grasp.

Li Guxing thought about it for a while, then he thought carefully and said: "Old monk, this pretty boy looks down on you in Shaolin Temple. Can you swallow this tone?"

Monk Wuxing said: "Even if my good reputation in Shaolin is ruined, the monks should not be blamed if they are not angry or angry."

Li Guxing said with a smile: "You are so well-mannered. He opened his mouth like a bald donkey and closed his mouth like a bald donkey, but he didn't bother you. He is really a bastard with a shell, and he can tolerate it very well."

Seeing that Monk Wuxing was unmoved, Li Guxing turned to Duan Wuya and said: "Little pretty face, you Yongye City were driven out of the Central Plains by Shaolin Wudang together. I'm afraid your Yongye City's "Dragon Scale Book" is not powerful enough.

This is why you want to take revenge with the "Luo Shen Sword Technique" in my hand."

Duan Wuya's expression changed several times after hearing this. Although this matter was public opinion in the world, it was still a disgrace to the sect. It was a joke to say it so openly. He couldn't help but sneered loudly, each one more horrifying than the other.

.

"Boy, do you really think that the "Dragon Scale Book" of Yongye City cannot compare to the Kung Fu of Shaolin Temple??"

Li Guxing looked disdainful, spread his hands, and shrugged, "Well, look, if you can't compete with Shaolin, will you still be blocked by this monk? If you can't compete with you, Yongye City, you still don't have to escape.

Western Region??”

When Li Guxing said this, his voice changed, and he was very provocative. Monk Wu Xing chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Amitabha, this is Donor Li's tactic to sow discord. I hope Donor Duan will not fall into the trap."

Duan Wuya's chest heaved violently and he was breathing heavily. He clearly knew that this was Li Guxing's instigation, but Li Guxing's words were so harsh and cruel that it was still unbearable to hear it.

Li Guxing was good at observing people's words, and when he saw Duan Wuya's furious look, he felt confident, so he wanted to add more fire.

"Duan Wuya, do you really listen to this monk? He just wants to stabilize you."

Duan Wuya suppressed his anger and asked: "He wants to stabilize me? Why?"

Li Guxing said: "If you don't defeat him, Shaolin will always dominate your Yongye City. And this result is exactly what they want to see for Shaolin. Now that they have obtained the "Luo Shen Sword Art", they certainly hope to win more One thing is worse than one thing less. When the time comes, you, Yongye City, will have no hope of revenge and will be second to Shaolin for the rest of your life."

He secretly glanced at Duan Wuya and whispered: "Actually...compared to the Shaolin Temple, a place where there is no meat and wine, I would rather go to the carefree Yongye City!!"

Duan Wuya's eyes turned again and again, and his face turned red and white for a while. After thinking carefully, a dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and his internal energy surged, breaking Monk Wu Xing's horizontal kung fu in an instant.

But seeing the blood flying, with this blow, the two of them had to fight!

Li Guxing glanced behind him, always on guard against the Hundred-faced Taoist.

Duan Wuya used all his moves to attack Monk Wu Xing's vital points with ferocity, but Monk Wu Xing had too many scruples and could not let go, so he was at a disadvantage for a while.

The two fought for more than ten moves, and black energy gradually appeared on Monk Wu Xing's face. He fell down and was hit by Duan Wuya's claw on his shoulder, causing his flesh and blood to be blurred.

Monk Wuxing said sternly: "Donor Duan, Yongye City is a model of a gentleman who has evil ways but is still evil. When did you use poison in your "Dragon Scale Book"!"

Duan Wuya was stunned, "Use poison? My "Dragon Scale Book" is such a martial art, does it need to use poison?"

The two of them thought about it carefully and suddenly understood. Both pairs of eyes were looking for Li Guxing, but they could not see his figure anywhere.

"Oops! I finally fell into Li Guxing's trick!!" Duan Wuya slapped his thigh, regretting it too late.

Monk Wu Xing connected several key points on his body, sat cross-legged, and used his energy to cure the poison.

The poison was transferred to Li Guxing's ankle by Baimian Taoist. Li Guxing blocked it with his internal force, and then rubbed it on Monk Wu Xing's leg. The two fought hard and their blood surged, which intensified the spread of the poison.

Monk Wu Xing was poisoned without knowing it.

The wealthy people in the world, as well as the people from Jinyiwei and Dongchang, were all attracted by the fight between Duan Wuya and Monk Wuxing, but no one noticed Li Guxing.

He is hidden among the crowd, like a fish swimming in the sea and hard to find.

Duan Wuya calmed down and searched everywhere, expecting that he would not be able to escape for a while, but Li Guxing got the true biography of the Hundred-faced Taoist, the human skin? The mask was fake and the real one, and there were many wealthy people in the world with so many faces, how could it be possible to find him?

Something as easy as that?

While he was distressed, the childish voice said: "Li Guxing is there!"

Everyone looked in the direction of Luo Dagou's finger, and saw that Li Guxing had already exposed his upper body, dressed up like a waiter in a shop, and used the dirt under his feet to smear his face in jet black. If Luo Dagou hadn't pointed it out, they wouldn't have been able to spot it.

The powerful gangsters in the world are very powerful, but no one agrees to fight on their own. This gives Li Guxing an opportunity to take advantage of him.

Seeing this, Hai Yingchun led the group of tycoons as the father-in-law of Dongchang, "You bunch of bastards, don't mess around, everything is subject to our family. Duan Wuya, you bring Li Guxing over, our family will report to the Ming Governor

The Queen may give you the "Luo Shen Sword Jue", and the rest of the people will wait there, we will definitely have something to tell you."

Duan Wuya was very happy and threw his hands towards Hai Yingchun. Although the others were not willing to give in, they did not dare to do anything wrong with Hai Yingchun around.

Duan Wuya used his magical power, and the dragon's roar sounded again. His hands were like claws, waving like the wind, and he grabbed Li Guxing's knees.

His "Dragon Scale Book" is extremely powerful. Although Duan Wuya has only practiced it to the third level, he can break jade and break gold with just one grasp.

However, Li Guxing acted very calmly. He glanced sideways at Hai Yingchun and rushed over in a flash.

The four demons and monsters had been waiting for him for a long time and were about to capture him. Who would have thought that he would change his path on the way and grab a woman instead, strangling her neck with one hand.

"Damn eunuch, you know who this bitch is, right? If you don't want this bitch to die, just be honest!"

Why did so many powerful people in the world fall for his trick? It was just a tactic to avoid the enemy. Unexpectedly, Hai Yingchun was uncharacteristic and said in a panic: "Don't move, don't move! Don't move the hell!!"

He said to Li Guxing: "My little ancestor, what do you want from our family? As long as you let him go, everything will be easy to talk about!"

Li Guxing said: "As long as you are here, I can't make any move until tomorrow."

Hai Yingchun hesitated and paused for a long time. It was not until Li Guxing exerted his strength with his arms that he choked Wan Hongxing that he was out of breath. Then he relaxed and said, "Okay, our family promises you, you can go!"

Li Guxing smiled softly and glanced at Luo Dagou, "Come here!"

Luo Dagou was extremely disappointed. After exhaling, he became full of smile and followed Li Gu.

The three of them disappeared from everyone's sight one after the other.

Hai Yingchun was so furious that he pounded the table hard, causing the tea bowl on the table to fly up. He cursed angrily at the four demons and monsters: "What the hell are you waiting for? Hurry up and chase after us!!"
Chapter completed!