Goldfinger of the Heavens

Chapter 641 Ferocious Huang Chong
The head-down master was developed from the traditional religious witchcraft of the original Nanyang generation. In the process of development, it also absorbed part of the poisonous art of the Miaojiang area and the Taoist art of the Chinese area, and finally formed a unique magic.

In fact, there are also good and evil divisions. In the Nanyang region, the heads-down masters are divided into white-clothed head-down masters and black-clothed head-down masters. The former is good, and the latter is evil. This is common sense. There is good and there is evil.

However, because the practice location of the head-down master is usually in a gloomy place, such as a murderous house, a cemetery, etc., at the same time, some negative substances, such as human bones, corpse oil, grave soil, etc., are used as materials for the practice, which is affected by the external environment , Among the head-down masters, there are more black-clothed head-down masters and stronger strength. Most of the Nanyang generation who can compete with the head-down masters are Buddhist monks.

Of course, things have changed again since the Westerners came in.

Ibra is a black-clothed head-down master. He once established a sect in the Nanyang area, but because of conflicts with foreign missionaries a few years ago, he was finally defeated by the Christian saints. Ibra was seriously injured and fled Nanyang , tossed and repeated, entered the land of China.

Here, it is not easy to survive. There are more monks in the land of China, and their methods are more unpredictable. Ibra narrowly escaped death several times.

Strange to say, although the land of China has been severely impacted by Western civilization, Western missionaries entered the land of China early along with the invasion of the army, but under such circumstances, Western religions still cannot become the boss here.

Because the Chinese civilization has a long history and has never been interrupted. Traditional ideas have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Coupled with the unique belief atmosphere, Christianity, which has spread across the world, has hit a snag here and has not been able to truly integrate into the people. Those churches can only They make a difference in big cities, but in more remote areas, there is no market for them at all.

Even Christianity has hit a snag, let alone Ibra, an evil monk. Once discovered, the consequences will be very serious.

Fortunately, Ibra had acquired the lost disguise technique in an ancient site in his early years, so he changed his face, lived here, and even integrated into the local area, not to mention being discovered by the monks, at least not by those who claim to be righteous The monk found out, so he is alive and well.

It's just that Ibra, as a person who once stood on a high place, is naturally unwilling to live in the current civilian life, not to mention the pain has been bothering him. He not only wants to restore his cultivation and return to the peak, but also wants to His own strength has risen to a higher level.

And his only way is - plunder.

Whether it is the evil spirit of the ghost, or the cultivation base and yang energy of the monk, they are all the targets of his plunder. Through this method, he can repair his injuries and improve his cultivation base at the same time.

In the land of China, although there are a large number of monks, correspondingly, there are also many evil things. Otherwise, how could it be possible to "support" so many monks.

After three or four years of adjustments, Ibra recovered slowly from his injuries. One was the recovery of strength, and the other was to speed up the recovery. Ibra began to shift his target to monks. The mana and yang energy of monks, It has a greater effect on him.

Ibra is cautious and never attacks nearby monks.

Half a year ago, Ibra inadvertently learned that there was an expert of the Maoshan sect who lived alone in a dilapidated Yizhuang, and this expert was injured in his early years, so his cultivation level was not high.

Ibra has been in China for many years, and he has some understanding of the Chinese practice world. He naturally knows what the Maoshan School means, and he also knows what the word "Scholar" means, so he has a strange idea. An expert took it down, and got the Taoist Code of the Maoshan School from him...

That is the Taoism of the Maoshan sect!

Unfortunately, the action was not successful. Although he took down the Maoshan faction master, he couldn't force him to ask what he wanted. In the end, because another Maoshan Taoist broke in, he had to flee quickly.

At first, he was still scared, worried that people from the Maoshan faction would find out, but after more than half a year passed, there was still no sound, and he finally put his heart back into his stomach.

He resumed his normal daily life.

"Brother, hello, may I ask if the front is Linzhou?" On the path, a man approaching suddenly asked.

"What a handsome young man." Ibra thought to himself, from his temperament, he should be a scholar, with a heroic spirit exuding from his brows.

"Yes, three miles ahead will be Linzhou." Ibra nodded with a smile and said, he was used to this kind of life.

"Thank you, brother, for letting me know."

Ibra didn't feel anything wrong, just smiled at the young man, and the two passed by.

"Not good!" Ibra suddenly felt terrified—it was dangerous!

This is the intuition that Ibrahim has honed in his years of escape, and he has never missed it.

The reaction of the body was faster than that of the brain, and Ibra quickly avoided it, and he had no time to think about what was going on and where the danger came from.

It's just that he is fast, and the person who attacked him was even faster.

"Oh!"

A whip kick actually kicked Ibra's waist, and the sneak attacker was naturally the young man who passed him just now——Huang Chong.

Maybe you think that duels between monks should use spells.

It's a pity that Huang Chong is not an orthodox monk. He is a half-way monk. He was originally a genuine warrior. What's more, Huang Chong follows pragmatism. When the old guy competes in spells, his odds of winning are not as good as in melee combat.

"Ah..." This kick hit his waist, and Ibra let out a scream. This kick not only hurt, but also stabbed, as if countless needles were pricking him.

The severe pain made Ibra unable to hit the spirit, let alone use witchcraft. Huang Chong didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and his fists fell on Ibra's body like a rainstorm.

In fact, Huang Chong has already controlled the power, otherwise, if he kicked with all his strength, Huang Chong could definitely kick Ibra away, but this gave him time to accumulate energy and perform witchcraft, Huang Chong would not do this kind of thing.

Fist, elbow, foot, knee...

Without exception, all fell on Ibra, especially his head, which received the focus of Huang Chong's elbow.

bang bang bang...

"drink!"

Huang Chong, who was as violent as a demon, shouted violently. Huang Chong grabbed his head with both hands, pulled it down, and hit his knee hard. Of course, he did not attack the forehead, but the relatively weak bridge of the nose.

Ibra's face was bloody, and he leaned back.

Huang Chong took a step up, grabbed his clothes with his left hand, pulled it down again, and struck out in a row with his right hand, slamming his throat.

Ibra, the head-down master, is this the end?

(End of this chapter)