The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 85 The Bitter Monk and the Yuanbao (Please collect and recommend)
Xiang Yang was taken aback by this violent drink, his blood was boiling, and his ears were buzzing. If it wasn't for the protection of the pure inner force flowing in his body, he might be stunned by this voice, what the hell?

Behind a boulder in front of the waterfall, where the fireworks rise, reveals a white and tender face with round eyes, round nose, round ears, and a pleasing appearance.

His head was hairless and bald, and his whole body was covered in a plain white monk's robe. He was about two or three centimeters shorter than Xiang Yang. He was a chubby, chubby, and cute little monk, but was he the one who yelled just now?
Xiang Yang felt that the world view was collapsing. Even if you can't judge people by their appearance, the difference is too big. Is this little monk like Meng Zhang Fei?
Fortunately, after the little monk, another humanoid creature came out. The reason why it is called humanoid is that the bald monk's appearance is really not flattering.

With a bald head, round eyes, a lion nose and a wide mouth, a protruding forehead, a thick black beard like steel needles on his face, and a height of nearly two meters, he looks like a refined lion, majestic and domineering Xiang Yang, who was watching, shifted his eyes unconsciously, not daring to look more.

"It turned out to be Butou Lu. I thought it was that Song Zuwu. It's good if you're here. Luo Qi and that old bone from the Tiegumen are injured. Go and have a look. If they didn't meet me, they might be afraid Feed the beast."

Although the mighty monk just sneered unconsciously, it made Xiang Yang short of breath and his heart almost stopped beating. He knew that he had encountered an extremely rare master, who was many times stronger than Ruda.

"God help me too, with this great monk by my side, Song Zuwu, just fuck you, I will fly a kite next to you, maybe I will complete the task."

Xiang Yang was happy in his heart, his face softened, his sword eyebrows slanted, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The fat little monk who saw him was curious for a while, this little catcher is really good-looking.

When Lu Da heard that Luo Qi and the Iron Bone Sect master had been injured, his face tightened. He first saluted the monk as a thank you, and then stepped over to visit his colleagues behind the boulder.

Lu Da dropped Xiang Yang, and the two monks, one big and one young, focused all their attention on Xiang Yang.
"It turns out that you are a small catcher with ordinary skills, and you dare to follow Lu Da to trouble Song Zuwu. You have a lot of guts. What's your name? Who is the master?"

The bald-headed monk touched his shiny forehead, patted the shoulder of the young monk beside him, and said to Xiang Yang "with a pleasant face", although he thought he was gentle enough, but with his appearance there, the picture was not too much good.

"Ahem, Master is very polite. I was arrested in Xia Xiangyang, Anyuan County, but I was taught one or two superficial martial arts by an expert. I couldn't get into the hall of elegance, and I didn't learn from my teacher. As for that senior, come without a shadow, go No trace, and I don't know his name."

Xiang Yang saluted respectfully, and what he said did not arouse the suspicion of the great monk. He knew the way of some old Taoist ghosts best, saying that they were quiet and inaction, and they came out according to their wishes. He had seen many lucky people like Xiang Yang.

"Well, not bad, the young man is very polite, come with me."

The big monk waved his hand and signaled Xiang Yang to follow him. After that, he took Xiang Yang and the young monk back to the clearing behind the boulder, facing the waterfall.

Weeds were cleared in the open space, dead leaves and branches were burning in the center, sparks were crackling, a simple wooden shelf was built on it, and three fat herrings were skewered, under the smoke, there was an aroma, next to Xiang Yang The white and fat little monk stared straight at the grilled fish, his throat rolled and swallowed from time to time, Xiang Yang wanted to laugh when he saw it.

Four or five meters away from the fire, there were three people lying side by side. Lu Da was half squatting next to the three of them, his face was serious, and he even talked to the three of them with some fear, his tone was very excited.

"Boy, did you see that the one lying in the middle is Lu Da's strongest copper medal catcher Luo Qi, who studied at Qingjiang Mansion's Plum Blossom Boxing Gym, and is old man Mei's closed disciple. His boxing skills are not bad, not much worse than Yuan Bao.

Lying on his right is another policeman with bronze medal, Peng Xuan. His martial arts are so-so, but he is much better than you. He also suffered the most serious injuries. He couldn't get out of bed within three months.

The last old bone is Du Yuanhui, the Seventh Elder of Iron Bone Gate, who has practiced Iron Bone Jue to the fifth level, the internal energy is self-generated, and he can penetrate the five classics. He claims to have the power of five horses, which is much stronger than Lu Da.

The three of them were all plotted by Song Zuwu this time, if Yuan Bao and I hadn't passed by and rescued them, the two of you would have gone straight into the mountain like this, and I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to get out of here. "

Hearing the great monk's somewhat complacent words, Xiang Yang nodded again and again, agreeing on his face, and felt very lucky in his heart. If the great monk was not here, he would be so fierce and follow Lu Da to track down Song Zuwu.

Two bronze medals to catch fast, an elder from the Tiegumen, and the three masters have all stopped working. Xiang Yang can imagine how powerful Song Zuwu is.
By the way, Yuanbao?Refers to this little monk?What law name is this?
"By the way, I don't know the origins of the master and the little master Yuanbao? I don't know which temple to practice in?"

Xiang Yang has a strong desire to survive, and now the gods can't be expected to catch the door, and the iron bone door doesn't seem to be doing well. This big monk is not bad, so he asks, so he can get acquainted, and he will be in danger at that time. The Great Monk, a monk, would never stand by and watch, would he?

"I, you can call me bitter monk. We originally practiced in Baiyu Temple, but now we are wandering monks. We originally wanted to find a good place to live in a hut on the Black Mountain, but we didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

Xiang Yang had a friendly smile on his face, but he thought over and over in his heart, Baiyu Temple, the Baiyu Temple outside Qingjiang Mansion?Damn, isn't this a government-level sect?Why does it look fiercer than the Iron Bone Gate at the county level?

And when it comes to Baiyu Temple, the chubby monk Yuanbao's face is not very natural, there is a look of sadness in his eyes, and his eagerness to stare at the grilled fish is much less, there should be a lot of entanglements in it.

As for Monk Ku, there was no expression on his face. Speaking of Baiyu Temple was no different from talking about an ordinary name.

"By the way, Master Ku, is Song Zuwu really that strong? Can he fight three against one, and kill these three masters?"

Xiang Yang knew that he might ask something he shouldn't have asked, so he smiled at the little monk Yuanbao and quickly changed the subject.

Monk Ku stroked Yuan Bao's smooth head, his mighty body became taller and taller, his eyes were invincible, he shook his head,
"He? He's just a mole. In a real fight, he would never be Du Yuanhui's opponent. The reason why he can make these three people so embarrassed is because he has a master by his side.

But now you don't have to worry, that person has been seriously injured by me, so he must not be able to take care of Song Zuwu, if you want to make meritorious service, now is the best chance. "

Xiang Yang blushed, smiled, and didn't say anything more, meritorious service?I'm not you, martial arts are so powerful, if the meritorious service is not successful, it will be so shameful, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Rengui has self-knowledge, even if Song Zuwu is down and out, that skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and going to him alone is no different from playing chess with Lord Yama.

(End of this chapter)