Chapter 402: Master of Yuan Ying period!

The bald man felt that Hou Zhengyang was definitely not an ordinary person. He must have reached this realm in his life, he must be an outsider. He decided to treat him well.
So, the bald man coughed, cleared his throat, and said to Hou Zhengyang: "Brother, since you can't understand these bald donkeys, why not let us solve it for you, we have guns!"
"Humph, it's best to kill them!" Hou Zhengyang snorted coldly.
"Yes, big brother!" the bald man quickly responded, this guy has now begun to call Hou Zhengyang the big brother.
"That... Robbery! Quickly take out the valuable things to Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will start killing people now!"
The bald man took another micro-punch, and faced the group of monks, preparing to kill him.
"Amituo Buddha!"
Abbot Baimei folded his hands together, and a deep Sanskrit sound came out from his mouth, the Sanskrit sound resounded like thunderous ears, resounding everywhere, the surrounding woods were rustling, and the ground was trembling slightly.
Afterwards, Abbot Baimei stretched out his right palm and pushed forward so gently.
A fierce wind suddenly swept around, and hurricanes blew across the forest!
For a while, the wind was blowing, everyone couldn't open their eyes, and there seemed to be countless pairs of big golden hands pressing down in the sky.
"what!!!"
Countless screams suddenly sounded.
In less than a breathing time, all the brawny men who came to rob all fell to the ground, like a dead dog, instantly unconscious!
"Yuan...Yuanying stage master!!!"
Hou Zhengyang shouted, his whole body trembling violently uncontrollably.
As the core disciple of the Yin and Yang Sect, Hou Zhengyang had naturally seen Yu Wenhao make a move. Seeing such an amazing palm power this time, Hou Zhengyang knew that only the masters of the Yuan Ying stage could use it!
He couldn't believe that after killing Hou Zhengyang, there would be a master of the Yuan Ying stage in a mere secular world!
But now the facts are in front of him, and Hou Zhengyang's soul is frightened in an instant. Who is this old bald donkey?
But at this time, Hou Zhengyang didn't have time to think so much. He felt that if he stayed here, he would definitely be dead, so Hou Zhengyang turned his head and rushed into the dense forest nearby.
This guy ran away!
Liu Ling'er was also shocked, and she was a master at the Yuan Ying stage!
In the entire Xuefeng Mountain, there are not a few masters of the Nascent Soul Stage, and she unexpectedly saw one in the secular world today!
"Huh!" Liu Ling'er patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, an expert rescued today, otherwise she and Ye Fan might really want to confess here.
But Liu Ling'er was a little curious, why did the white-browed abbot say that Ye Fan had a relationship with the Buddha?
After the abbot Baimei slapped his hand, his face was still unwavering and he couldn't see his anger. He just said faintly: "Amituo Buddha, tie up these fallen people, and remember not to hurt his life!"
"Yes!" a group of monks answered repeatedly.
"Thanks...Thank you, Master!" Liu Ling'er hurriedly got up and bowed deeply to Abbot Baimei.
"Meeting means fate, and the female donor does not have to say thanks!"
Abbot Baimei said faintly, and then walked to Ye Fan's face, helped him up, and then stretched out his right palm, pressed it against Ye Fan's back, and began to heal Ye Fan.
Ye Fan, who was in a daze, suddenly felt an immense energy coming from his body, and his whole body was shocked.
Suddenly, Abbot Baimei frowned.
"this is..."
While healed Ye Fan, he suddenly discovered that in the center of Ye Fan's Dantian, there was a light red energy spinning at high speed.
The light red energy is extremely pure and active, and there is also a vaguely pure Buddhism breath from it!
......
After half an hour.
Hou Zhengyang exerted his speed like a mad dog, ran all the way, and finally ran to a relatively prosperous section.
At this moment, Hou Zhengyang, his whole body is still pitch black as charcoal, and blood is constantly overflowing from his mouth, obviously he has received extremely serious internal injuries.
He snatched a cell phone from someone passing by, and immediately called the person at Yin Yang Gate.
"Sorry, the call you dialed is turned off!"
Hou Zhengyang dialed continuously, even if it passed, the result was the same, it couldn't get through!
Hou Zhengyang's face became gloomy again, and the phone could not be reached. This shows that the disciples sent to the secular world by the Yin and Yang school have all been killed by Ouyang Tianshi and Gan Ning!
"Damn!" Hou Zhengyang yelled, anxious.
The task that was supposed to be hand-in-hand, did not expect to develop into this in the end, even Du Yuanlong was killed.
And when he saw that he could kill the kid, he suddenly killed a super old bald donkey on the way!
This is really bad blood mold!
Hou Zhengyang coughed and spewed out a big mouthful of blood, his face instantly pale as paper.
No way!
After urging Sumi's Divine Light twice in succession, plus just being punched by Ye Fan, Hou Zhengyang felt that the injury in his body was about to be uncontrollable, and if it was dragged on, his life would really be in danger.
Now the people at the Yin-Yang Gate can't get in touch. The only way is to grab a few women and find a quiet place to collect Yin and Yang, so as to delay the injury in the body.
However, this section of the road seems to be a bit more prosperous than before, but it is still very biased. There are not many men. Where can I find women?
Suddenly, Hou Zhengyang swept his eyes and saw a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup and big waist not far away.
Damn, there's no way, it's her!
Hou Zhengyang made up his mind to resist the nausea in his heart, and strode to the middle-aged woman's side, preparing to drag her to the side of the grass.
If he changed to normal times, Hou Zhengyang would naturally not choose this middle-aged woman, because he had not yet reached the point where he was hungry, and even the women he used to supplement were all beautiful women with good looks.
But now and then, now Hou Zhengyang's injuries are too serious, and there is no choice.
"Fuck Nima, dare to my old lady, and my old lady kicks your basket!" The middle-aged woman was so sturdy, she screamed and kicked directly towards Hou Zhengyang's crotch!
"what!"
Hou Zhengyang screamed, then looked at the middle-aged woman with extremely gloomy expression, and slashed it with a hand knife...
It was not until the next morning that Ye Fan finally opened his eyes from his coma.
I just felt a warm feeling all over my body, and a lot of bandages on the upper body.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, you finally woke up! How do you feel?" Liu Linger beside him grabbed Ye Fan's arm for the first time, asking with concern on her pretty face.
Ye Fan shook his head, and gradually remembered what happened before he became unconscious.
At that time, it seemed that he had hit Hou Zhengyang with a punch, and then he also hit a palm, and then he didn't know anything.
"I... I didn't even die? Where is this place?" Ye Fan asked, feeling his head still groggy.
"Fool, of course you are not dead! It was the master who rescued you!" Liu Linger said, pointing to the abbot Baimei.
"Goodness is good, Xiao Shi's main body is really different from ordinary people, and he woke up so soon." Abbot Baimei said with Yan Yueshen.
Ye Fan slowly turned his head, looked around, and saw that standing not far away was an old monk with white beard and eyebrows, followed by a young monk.
"Here?" Ye Fan asked in a daze.
Abbot Baimei stepped forward and held Ye Fan's arm with his wrinkled hands.
Ye Fan immediately hit a sharp spirit, only to feel a thick and incomparable inside rushing into his body, and the warm feeling became stronger again.
The next moment, Abbot Baimei showed a strange look on his face. He knew when he was treating Ye Fan before that Ye Fan’s internal injuries were extremely serious. However, after such severe internal injuries, it was only a day’s time. Recovered?
However, Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he suddenly judged that this kind-looking old monk is definitely a super master!
No wonder he felt a warm feeling in his body as soon as he woke up. It should be this old monk who used his internal strength to heal himself.
"Master, did you save me?" Ye Fan asked.