Vol 7 Chapter 39: Sorrowful

"You dare to do it !?"
The old lady of the East screamed, holding a dove head in her hand and holding on to the ground, she flew in uncompromisingly. Her speed can make any young, strong, and agile boy behind him. √∟,
boom!
A loud noise, such as the Buddhist monk's Jiulong Chan stick, was directly printed on the old lady's dove head cane. The powerful force crushed the blue brick at the foot of the old oriental lady, and the scale of the crack suddenly expanded to reach three square feet.
what!
Situ Yilan exclaimed, quickly covering her mouth with her hands.
The year-old boy jumped and shouted, "Grandma, come on, kill these stupid pigs!"
But Ye Qingxuan and others who watched the battle relaxed at the moment of their contact.
The children on the opposite side couldn't see it, but how could they, the martial arts masters, not see it?
The monk Ruhua really deserves its reputation. Although Dongfang Manqing has the means to return to the later stage of the virtual realm, he can't bear the blow of Ruhua's violence. The crack of the blue brick at his feet is proof, which shows that Dongfang Manqing cannot be all Eliminate flowery attacks, sinking strength and affecting the blue bricks at your feet.
I didn't expect the opponent to be so powerful, just that huge amount of power made me feel a little overwhelmed.
Dongfang Manqing came to think long ago, if Heng Wantong and others took the shot, he would certainly not win, but he was defeated by the heavenly hand, it was not shameful, and he could take the opportunity to insult Heng Wantong and others. Fan said that they bullied young and old.
But if other people do it, Dongfang Manqing doesn't think that there are other masters here who can be his opponents, and he will win.
Therefore, the old lady rushed forward with the idea of ​​taking advantage of winning or losing, but unexpectedly encountered a monk who was like a flower, and almost let herself be carried away.
In desperation, the old oriental lady was out of luck. Develop all mysterious skills for more than 100 years of hard work, and fight like a big monk.
I saw that Dongfang Manqing's body was stiff and straight, with thick white hair fluttering without wind, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to emit a pale anomaly, and the eyes under the half-cover of his eyes also shot arrows. Sharp and weird in shape.
scold!
The old oriental woman gasped suddenly. He hurled his opponent out.
For example, the big monk took the opportunity to vacate the air, and twitched for a week. When he fell, the big zen stick fell down again, and bang—
This time, Dongfang Manqing didn't dare to make a hard connection, but slipped on his feet and flashed out three feet away, such as a flower zen stick banging and smashing a huge pit on the ground.
Dongfang Manqing's eyes flashed harshly, and he retreated ghostly. Once again at speed, there was no time lag between retreating and advancing, violating all the laws of physics, the other end of the crutch pointed forward, and the tip of the cane, like the tip of a gun, went straight to the flower temple.
Just as the flower Jiulong Zen stick just landed, the old lady's cane reached her head and roared. There is no time to use the Kowloon tin can and shoot directly backhand!
Snapped!
The dove head crutch was crooked directly by one of its palms. At the same time, he held the crutch firmly with a big hand, while holding the crutch with the other hand, the Jiulong Zen stick came straight across and hit the opponent's soft underbelly.
Dongfang Manqing did not predict that the flower was so arrogant, and the dove head in his hand was firmly held by his opponent and could not compete. But he was not afraid, and sent a burst of unpleasant laughter like a night owl, and his body bounced into the air, not only avoiding a flowery zen stick, but also came to the top of the flowery head.
The two are translocated. The old lady's pointed nails made her withered hands wave like eagle's claws, and suddenly burst into the shadow of a sky stick, covering a flower-like monk in it.
The crackling stick shadow faintly has the power of Meng Yuan's "No Dog in the World". Every bit of stick-end breath will punch the ground out of the basin-sized pit. If it is hit on a person, it will guarantee an immediate headshot.
Dongfang Manqing this set of rod method, regardless of speed and stiffness, has reached a world-frightening point.
The most powerful thing is that every wave of the stick produces a cutting-edge energy like a sharp blade, making it difficult for people to prevent blocking.
The sound of "swish" for a while is like a pearl falling from a jade plate.
The people from the Wantongbao Bureau who came to the door were not very good. They just had to face the sudden sound of the wind from the dove's wand, which made them ache, and they had to retreat to the back door again.
Heng Wantong watched with a cold eye, admiring and exclaiming, "The stick method of the old oriental lady really deserves its reputation."
Jin Kongyan frowned, and suddenly said: "The monk can't keep up with the speed, and is about to be broken ... not good, eh? [Jin Shen Luo Han] !?"
Dongfang Manqing broke through the flower-like defense by the speed of the stick. The large shadow of the staff fell down stupidly, and it was supposed to be the end of a fleshy skin. Suddenly, a golden light, like a flower-like monk, became like a gold-plated Luo Han , The shadow of the staff fell on the body, and actually made the sound of the clash of golden iron.
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "My fifth brother has a magic weapon to protect him. Under heaven, no one can break his defense unless he uses the magic soldier."
Heng Wantong and others shouted and applauded!
For a long time, Ruhua was sullen at home. He had never had such a heart-warming battle. With his usual bravery and great skill, he only adopted defensiveness and did not dare to take the initiative. When he was beaten up by an old man, was he "mad "Monk" character! ?
[Lion Roar]! The rippling ripple shocked the old oriental lady, and the dove's head stick was blocked by the spreading radon gas in her hand. Although it was only a moment, a gap was exposed.
Such as the roar of a flower, the killing rises, and the close-in fighting style is launched. It just crashes into the shadow of Dongfang Manqing, throws away the Kowloon tin cane, and swings his fists like raindrops. In the wild laughter, there is a madness of life. attitude.
The form was instantly reversed, such as the impression that the flower has always given the world, and it is also a master with a Zen stick. There has never been evidence of the extent of his empty-handed martial arts. This has also given his enemies an illusion. Since he dare not answer the enemy with his empty hands That shows that he lacks empty-handed martial arts. Once someone can let him give up his blade, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.
This inference is said to have been made by the most mysterious Qifengtang professionals in Fengyi Pavilion, and sent to all the forces that opposed Ye Qingxuan and others. Of course, Dongfang Manqing also had a copy.
Unfortunately, this intelligence unit, which claims to have never made a mistake, made a big oolong this time.
As soon as the monk came close, all kinds of Shaolin stunts were shot, [Dynamic King Palm], [Wei Tuo Palm], [Ru Ying Shao Xing Leg], [Princess Palm], [Xumi Mountain Palm], [Indra Grab] ... etc. Waiting for the magic skills, let alone come, let alone the whole set of martial arts, is the second move after one move, not the same martial arts.
This made Dongfang Manqing quickly fall into a great discomfort and backward beating.
If it wasn't for her profound achievements in centuries, it would be enough for her fist to shake her out of internal injuries and vomit blood to the ground.
The sound of "Ding Ding Ding" is endless, adding to this dangerous situation.
But it only lasted for less than a tea time, and Dongfang Manqing struck back with all his strength, hitting a slam on the flower-shaped cymbal.
For example, the cricket on Hua Hua's body suddenly bounced back more than a foot, and the internal force slammed and swelled. [Dormant magic power] suddenly took 60% of her full strength, and the final 40% naturally did not affect the flower-like body magic. What hurt.
And under the swing of a big flower sleeve, an old fist suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sleeve, right in the middle of Oriental Man Qing's lower abdomen.
Wow!
The old lady spit out blood, and the whole person was beaten and flew out to count the distance, and fell directly to the ground.
Ruhua laughed, screamed, raised the Jiulong Zen stick not far from her feet again, flew away, and smashed with a stick in her head!
"No!"
A shout of tenderness, like a zen stick in a monk's hand, suddenly stopped!
Situ Yilan fell to the ground, blocking Dongfang Manqing's eyes. However, if the monk in the hands of the Great Buddhist Monk is less than three inches from the opponent's top door, if it is hit, it will ensure that the opponent's brain immediately bursts and dies.
"Please, let go of my grandma!"
Situ Yilan wept with tears in her eyes, and asked Ruhua to let the old lady go.
Ru Hua immediately put away the zen stick, raised her palm with one hand, and saluted, "Since the girl Situ pleads, then the poor monk will spare her!"
If Huahua turned around and returned to his position, the old boy ran past him sternly, facing the Dongfang Manqing Road angrily: "Old lady, you lied to me again, you said you are invincible in martial arts, why do you even have a bald donkey? They ca n’t fight, so how can I go back and brag with Xiao Wuzi and blame you, blame you all! "
"Baby grandson ... keke ..."
Dongfang Manqing drowned his grandson extremely, and fortunately, he was coughing blood.
Situ Yilan was so anxious that she gave the child a slap, and scolded, "How can you talk to grandma like this ..."
The child was stunned on the spot, and it seemed that no one had ever dared to hit his mouth.
Snapped!
At this time, it was Dongfang Manqing who flushed her face and gave Situ Yilan a mouth, and scolded: "The dead girl who turned her elbows outwards hits your younger brother. You still put the old lady in my eyes. ?"
This time it was Situ Yilan's turn!
Wow--
The boy woke up, rolled on the floor, and started rogue!
"Dead woman hit me, I don't do it, I don't do it! Old lady, you sell me to a kiln, and I want her to regret offending me!"
Although Dongfang Manqing was injured, she still hugged the boy and comforted him: "Good grandson, good grandson, don't cry, don't cry, grandma can help you out. But selling her to the kiln is not good. After all, it is from the Situ family. We I still want his face ... "
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"I let you kill her now!"
"Grandma is injured and can't move!"
"You don't kill her, then I come!"
In the surprised eyes of the outsider, the boy suddenly took a cylinder out of his arms, and pulled the machine in front of Situ Yilan!
Huh!
Three sharp lights flew out and went straight to Situ Yilan's chest!
"I'm so angry!"
As the flower monk burst into rage, his body was blocked, Ding Ding Ding, three blue poisonous needles fell to the ground, and then rose like a flower, with a lame leg and a slamming sound, the boy was held together with Dongfang Manqing. Kick fly out. (To be continued.)