The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 173
"Fuck me, what's going on?" YangMeng and Yinkong stared affectionately into their eyes, and suddenly he was startled, and his body reacted almost subconsciously, retreating seventeen or eight meters in a row.

Seeing the blood energy on Yinkong's body rising wildly, a faint and almost invisible heaven and earth vitality rose up hazyly, surrounding the ice cube, and then there was a loud noise, like a volcanic eruption, and the ice cube was terribly blown away. The strength shattered it, and pieces of incomparably cold fragments fell in all directions, immediately causing the temperature within a 20-meter radius to drop by dozens of degrees.

Using the golden phaseless Buddha power to dry the clothes on his body, the old monk Yinkong shuddered suddenly, and showed a bright smile to YangMeng, and said, "Little, little guy... you, This move of yours is...enough, ruthless enough!"

YangMeng looked at the cheap and smiling Yin Kong very cautiously, and said, "Smelly monk, if you don't chase me, will I deal with you like this?"

"Amitabha!" Yin Kong, who had changed his strength, took two deep breaths and said, "Little guy, Lord Buddha, I just want to ask you how you broke my protective jade pendant. Why did you run away?"

"Damn, the jade pendant under Dong Yuntian's neck was really made by this old monk!" YangMeng was startled, but there was a clear expression on his face, and he said, "Oh? So, you don't want to fight me gone?"

"Amitabha! The monks are compassionate, so how could they easily attack others?" Seeing Yang Meng's expression suddenly relaxed, Yin Kong smiled brighter, and he said, "What's more, you and I have no grievances or enmity... "

"call out!"

At this moment, an incomparably shining light shot towards the old monk's face, and he didn't even have a chance to react.

"Oops!" Yin Kong turned pale with shock, he didn't expect Yang Meng to sneak attack at this time.

Now it was too late to dodge, he lightly patted the jade pendant on his waist, and a bright golden light suddenly diffused from Yinkong's waist, tightly protecting him inside.

"when!"

Dong Yuntian's protective jade pendant had the same trick, which naturally blocked the flying knife Qinghong, preventing Qinghong from advancing an inch.

At this moment, Yinkong could see clearly what it was that suddenly attacked him. It turned out to be a short knife with a length of more than a foot and a faint blue light around it.

"Flying sword!" Yinkong looked at Qinghong on the cover with a dull face, only feeling that his brain was down.

"You do have some knowledge!" Hearing Yin Kong's shout, YangMeng was also slightly surprised.Unexpectedly, this old guy who can't see the cultivation level actually knows about Feijian.

"You, who are you?" After recovering from the shock of seeing the flying knife Qinghong, Yin Kong looked at YangMeng with a serious face, and his voice was cold.

"Stop talking nonsense! Since you came here to protect Yu Peier, you must be the killer invited by the old Dong's family. I will kill you first, and then go to clean up the old Dong's gang of trash!" Yang Meng shouted, Change the seal with both hands, and point to Qinghong.

Qing Hong suddenly let out a soft moan, and slashed at the golden protective shield around Yinkong one after another.

Don't blame YangMeng for being ruthless, it's really because this old guy's cultivation level not only makes YangMeng unable to see through, but also the feeling of panic in his heart still hasn't disappeared.Only by killing or abolishing the old monk can he be temporarily safe.

"No, I can't let him continue to attack. I have to ask this kid clearly, where did this flying sword come from!" Seeing that the protective cover began to appear a little bit of crack, Yinkong couldn't wait any longer.

He suddenly sat down on the ground, folded his hands together, agitated the formless Buddha power around him, touched his upper and lower lips lightly, although there was not a single sound coming out, but strands of golden runes that were as small as mosquitoes and flies turned into substance, billowing Out of the golden shield.

YangMeng, who was still controlling Qinghong Cleave with Changing Yin Jue, suddenly heard a Sanskrit sound that made people lose all fighting spirit.The Sanskrit sound is like a person whispering in your ear, urging you to fall asleep, and you can't concentrate at all.

YangMeng's fierce gaze gradually became blurred, and the movements of his hands also became slow and chaotic.

A smile appeared on the dignified face of the old monk Yinkong, he stood up from the ground, no longer cared about the flying knife Qinghong who was still chopping on the protective cover, and formed a complicated lotus seal in his hand, and hit YangMeng directly on the forehead and go.

Just as the old monk Yinkong was waiting to see Yang Meng fall to the ground obediently, suddenly, Yang Meng's sluggish eyes became clear again, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Hmph, the 'Phaseless Sanskrit Psychedelic Curse', old monk You know a lot!"

Yin Kong's face changed suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, the lotus seal imprinted on YangMeng's forehead quickly retracted, and at the same time his slightly bloated body retreated like the wind.

"Retreat? Do you think you're going to retreat?" YangMeng sneered, his hands that were pinched together suddenly turned into fists, and a sharp afterimage flashed in the air, aiming straight at Old Yinkong like a sharp arrow. monk.

"Oh!"

At this moment, YangMeng's fists were overflowing with pure jade essence, and the golden protective mask with cracks that had already been chopped by Qinghong finally couldn't support it and collapsed into pieces.

Yang Meng's pair of iron fists landed firmly on Yin Kong's slightly round stomach.

But at this moment, the punch was as forceful as cotton, YangMeng's heart was shocked, he knew it was going to be bad.

Sure enough, the old monk Yinkong laughed and said: "Little guy, since you know the 'Phaseless Sanskrit', have you heard of the 'Phaseless Golden Body'?"

"Damn!" YangMeng cursed in a low voice, kicked his toes on the ground suddenly, and immediately shot up into the sky like a sharp sword, and continued to charge towards the distant wilderness.

"Want to run?" Almost at the same time, Yin Kong moved and rushed out, chasing after Yang Meng.

YangMeng glanced back stealthily, and saw Yin Kong chasing him. At this moment, the old monk was still within 300 meters of him.But YangMeng was not surprised but pleased.

"Old man, without the protective shield, even if you are innately cultivated, you will not be able to withstand my young master's throwing knife Qinghong!"

It turned out that when YangMeng missed a hit and jumped up, he had already thought of a countermeasure. The Qinghong was still floating in place just now, and he didn't take it back. Now that Qinghong is behind, it can just be used to sneak attack the old man. monk.

"Qing Hong, my young master's life has fallen on you!" YangMeng murmured in his heart, his divine sense flew out instantly, controlled Fei Hong, and struck towards Yin Kong's head extremely swiftly.

"Boy, I've been guarding against you for a long time!" Yinkong laughed, and the non-phase Buddha power all over his body suddenly exploded, and the monk's robe on his body was blown into rags by the surging Buddha power, flying into the air.

I saw streaks of pale golden energy visible to the eyes surrounding Yinkong's body, and the muscles in his whole body were still vibrating non-stop. He just stretched out his hand and waved the green rainbow.

Then he looked at YangMeng indifferently, and said: "Boy, you are forcing Buddha to use all his strength! But it's okay, now I will let you feel the difference between Huajin and innate!"

Hearing this, YangMeng's pupils shrank, and he said to himself: "This monk is indeed a congenital old demon!"

(End of this chapter)