Chapter 512: acquaintance?

With a violent smile on the corner of Ximen Qing's mouth, he patted Shen Lang's chest with a palm.
At the same time, Shen Lang also punched his chest.
The loud noise of "Boom!" is like the sound of heavy objects hitting the soil.
The third form of Shen Lang Qishangquan centered on Ximenqing's chest, and there was an abnormally loud muffled sound, which caused several gusts of wind, and the leaves rustled.
The brutal and brutal smile on Ximen Qing's face suddenly stagnated, his eyes widened!
"Puff!" Ximen Qing's body was blasted straight, squirting a big mouthful of blood, and a bright red fist print was printed on the cyan skin of his chest.
And Ximen Qing's palm had hit Shen Lang's chest just now.
"Puff!" Shen Lang also sprayed a big mouthful of blood without any suspense, and his body quickly fell to the ground like a kite with a broken line.
Chu Youer's pretty face turned pale, she rushed up and hugged Shen Lang's falling body. The two fell into the middle of the monastery and a large group of underworld gangs.
Chu You'er had also been severely internally injured by Ximen Qing's palm, and her body no longer has much mobility.
"Shen Lang...Shen Lang, are you okay!" Chu Youer showed a trace of horror on her face, and hurriedly helped Shen Lang up.
Two of Shen Lang's ribs were broken, but fortunately, he was still breathing.
Ximen Qing vomited two mouthfuls of blood and got up from the ground with difficulty. There was a sharp pain in his chest.
Wicked! That kid almost broke the defense of the Black Shield Art with a punch, not only that, but he was also shocked by the punch!
Ximen Qing is really unbelievable, this kid is only in the early stage of the question, why is the combat power so amazing? What kind of weird boxing technique is this?
You know, he is still under the protection of the Xuanshi Secret Art, and Shen Lang can hurt him with a punch!
Without the protection of the Profound Shield Art, Shen Lang's punch in the front would probably kill him.
After all, Shen Lang was still wrong, this Ximen Qing was really like Xiaoqiang's lingering spirit.
Ximen Qing stared at Shen Lang who fell to the ground in the middle of the temple gate with gloomy eyes, his face changed slightly, this kid was not dead!
This is too fake! The yin and yang turning palm he used with all his strength could not kill a Wu Xiu who was in the early stage of interrogation. It was a big joke.
Looking at this kid's bone age, it is estimated that he is less than twenty years old, and his strength is so strong that it is really incredible.
Ximen Qing's face was extremely gloomy, just so Muxiu and Shen Lang would destroy him, this kid will die today!
"No... don't come here!" Seeing Ximen Qing strode forward, Chu Youer's face was pale, and she dragged Shen Lang's body forcefully into the temple gate.
"I'm going to die for the lowly stuff!" Xi Menqing's eyes fired, and he lifted a palm, ready to pat Shen Lang's forehead.
Abbot Baimei immediately stood in front of Shen Lang and Chu You'er, and sighed at Ximenqing, "Amitabha, the donor, when is the grievance reported? It is better for the donor to put aside his obsession and hatred, and save his life than build a seventh-level Buddha! "
"Fuck! A stinky bald donkey is worth pointing out with this son?" Ximen Qing hummed, showing a very unhappy expression.
Abbot Baimei glanced at Shen Lang with a profound expression, and folded his hands together: "The donor, this injured little donor knows Lao Na, Lao Na hopes the donor will be forgiven and forgive. Don't kill him!"
"Bald donkey, don't you know him who cares about me? I think you are tired of living, right? In that case, I will fulfill you. When I solve this kid first, you will be the next one." Ximen Qing shouted.
"Big...Big brother! Are we still robbing?" The brawny man on the side asked towards the man with sunglasses.
The man with sunglasses helped his sunglasses and gained courage. He whispered, "Of course he wants to rob!"
"This... the big brother, since you can't understand these bald donkeys, let us help you solve it!" The man in sunglasses thinks that Ximen Qing is definitely not an ordinary person. This person is so fierce to this state, he must be an expert. , He decided to fawn.
"It's best to kill them!" Ximen Qing snorted coldly, and he felt a deep sense of disgust in his heart as he looked at these shameless bald donkeys.
"Yes! Big brother!" The man in sunglasses responded quickly. This guy is already called Big Brother.
"Ahem, robbery! Get the good stuff out quickly, otherwise five minutes, one life in two minutes!" The man with sunglasses took a gun and pointed at the group of monks, preparing to shoot the first shot.
"Amitabha!"
Abbot Baimei put his hands together, and one of his mouths heard a deep Sanskrit sound, resounding everywhere, the trees were rustling, and the ground was shaking!
Afterwards, abbot Baimei pushed his right palm forward, and a fierce wind swept around, and hurricanes blew in the woods.
For a while, everyone's eyes couldn't be opened, the wind was blowing, and there seemed to be countless golden hands overwhelming the sky.
then.
"what!!!"
The shouts of everyone came, and within a second, all the triads in black vests fell to the ground, like dead dogs, unconscious.
"Transformation... Master of Transformation Realm!" Ximen Qing shouted out of silence, scared to the sky!
As a senior disciple of the Yin and Yang Sect, Ximen Qing has also seen Yang Tongtian make a move. With such an astonishing power, only a master of transformation can display it!
In the mere mundane world, there are still masters of the transformation? Ximen Qing was shocked instantly, who is this old monk sacred?
Seeing that the opportunity was wrong, Ximen Qing trembled all over, his face was earthy, turned his head and ran, rushing into the dense forest.
Chu You'er was also shocked, and even Qingfeng Mountain did not have a master of transformation. This Abbot Baimei was such a hidden master?
"Huh!" Chu Youer patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she met an expert to save her, otherwise she and Shen Lang would really fall.
But Chu You'er was a little curious, why did the abbot Baimei say that he and Shen Lang are acquaintances?
Abbot Baimei couldn't see the joy or anger on his face, and only said faintly: "Amitabha, tie up these fallen people."
"Yes!" The monk behind him repeatedly responded.
"Much...Thank you, Master!" Chu Youer hurriedly thanked Abbot Baimei repeatedly.
"Don't say thank you, meeting is destiny."
Abbot Baimei walked up to Shen Lang, helped him up, flipped his right palm, and pressed Shen Lang's back to help him heal his injuries.
Feeling a surging internal force like a sea of ​​smoke, Shen Lang's body was shocked unconsciously.
"This is..." The abbot Baimei frowned when he noticed that there was a black Qi in the center of Shen Lang's dantian spinning at high speed.
Black is really angry, and also very active, which is almost unheard of.
After half an hour.
Ximen Qing finally rushed all the way to the city center, scorched, vomiting blood one after another, and his injuries continued to worsen.
He snatched a cell phone from a passer-by and called the person at Yin Yang Gate.
"Sorry, the call you dialed is turned off."
Ximen Qing dialed the number N times in a row, but couldn't get through.
It seems that the younger brothers of the Yin and Yang gate were also killed by the two women Ibuki and Yun Luoxue.
"Grass!" Ximen Qing cursed secretly, anxious.