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Chapter 567 Aren't You Bullying Honest People?

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    The guard had hatred in his heart, so he rushed to kill when he shot.

    This slap condensed the terrifying air waves in the void, and the vast aura formed a huge palm print, and slapped Monk Mingxin on the head.

    After all, this guard is quite strong.

    With the strength of the life and death emperor, forcefully suppress you.

    Facing such an attack, if it were an ordinary cultivator, there would be no room for resistance at all.

    It can be seen that he is domineering in his actions.

    Monk Mingxin was a little displeased in his heart. He didn't cause trouble, and he didn't bully others. He just wanted to meet the president of the chamber of commerce here. Even if you don't want to introduce me, there's no need to kill me!

    We have no grievances or enmities. After today, there will be no intersection.

    Why are you so cruel?

    Buzz!

    There was a loud noise, and Monk Mingxin's figure remained motionless.

    On the contrary, it was the guard who was blown away by the golden light that burst out from Monk Mingxin's body.

    The bones in his arm broke directly, and he trembled with pain.

    "Vald donkey, how dare you fight back!"

    The guard's eyeballs turned red.

    In a fit of rage, he didn't care about anything else, raised his hand and sacrificed his magic sword, stabbing towards Monk Mingxin like lightning.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    Monk Mingxin closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, "The benefactor is right when he turns back!"

    Whoops!

    This dharma sword pierced into Monk Mingxin's heart. It looked extremely fierce, but in fact it only pierced through his clothes and didn't even hurt his skin.

    "Not dead, not dead!"

    Under the guard's rage, his aura burst out one after another.

    The sound of landslides and ground cracks sounded, and the guard held the magic sword in both hands, and slashed wildly!

    It is as breathtaking as Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

    boom!

    The dharma sword slashed on Monk Mingxin's bald head, but he was not injured in any way, but the dharma sword broke open the gap.

    The guard's hands went numb, and he took several steps back.

    The pupils were full of horror.

    "This is impossible¡­¡­"

    He looked down at his cracked hands and muttered to himself.

    Everything that happened in front of him has exceeded all his cognition.

    This bald donkey seems to be only in his early twenties, and if he can kill six or seven times, he is already quite a proud man.

    Why can't even his own attack hurt him at all?

    "Please let the benefactor go in and let me know that the monk wants to see your president."

    At this moment, Monk Mingxin spoke again.

    The voice is still so gentle and unhurried.

    It was as if he had no temper at all.

    "This bald donkey is getting excited, what should we do?"

    "We are not opponents."

    The two guards exchanged glances quickly.

    If it is said that the previous shot was blocked by his chance, how should he explain it later?

    Directly use the head to burst out of the gap in the magic sword that is the holy magic sword!

    "Report it up, let the elders take action and kill this bald donkey."

    The two communicated with each other and quickly reached an agreement.

    One of them rushed into the chamber of commerce quickly and went to ask for reinforcements.

    Seeing this scene, Monk Mingxin was quite relieved.

    It seems that the little monk was sincere enough to finally impress them.

    There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he turned to look at Ye Chen and Wang Dacai, "As you can see, it's not just fighting and killing, you can also convince people with reasoning like me!"

    "Well, that's right."

    Ye Chen suppressed his smile, waiting for the next good show.

    When the guard was about to leave, the fierce light in his eyes made him want to tear Monk Mingxin to pieces.

    In this case, he would never go in and inform the president.

    Maybe, it's time to move rescuers.

    Sure enough, after a while, an old man walked out of the chamber of commerce.

    His eyes were mixed with impatience, and his eyes fell on Monk Mingxin, "It's this bald donkey who came to our chamber of commerce to make trouble?"

    "Elder Hui, that's him. They come from Tiandaozong. The previous president has said that he will not meet them no matter what, but we drove him away time and time again. This bald donkey didn't leave. He just stayed here.??¡±

    The guard who went in to report earlier gritted his teeth, his eyes full of murderous intent.

    "Vald donkey, are you here for trouble?"

    The elder's eyes narrowed into a slit, revealing a dangerous luster.

    Monk Mingxin clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, this is a misunderstanding. I just want to meet the president of your chamber of commerce, and I don't mean to make trouble. I hope the benefactor can go in and report it!"

    "Notify your uncle, court death!"

    The elder suddenly jumped up, and slapped Monk Mingxin's face with a slap.

    Boom!

    In the palm of the hand, aura swallowed.

    The incomparably terrifying strength was like bumping into a mountain head-on.

    The sound of the explosion shook the ground until it collapsed.

    Click!  Click!

    A large gap opened under the feet of several people.

    The smoke and dust filled the air, rolling up flying sand and rocks.

    "Hey, you're looking for death, right? I'll let you get what you want."

    The elder withdrew his hand with a smug expression on his face.

    His palm, even a strong man who has changed his life and death, can't bear it.

    Even if the little bald donkey is really capable, he will definitely die!

    However, when the dust dissipated, Monk Mingxin still sat cross-legged in front of the door.

    The ground around him cracked violently, and there was no supporting point under his body, but he was still floating there, motionless.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    Monk Mingxin was upset and wanted to get angry.

    But he quickly suppressed this anger, and told himself in his heart not to break the precept.

    Convince people with reason, convince people with reason.

    "You bald donkey, are you still alive?"

    The elder was shocked when he saw it.

    "The little monk just wanted to"

    Monk Mingxin has a gentle tone and wants to continue to 'convince people with reason'.

    However, without further ado, the elder punched him in the face again.

    Well, it hurts but it doesn't hurt, it just makes me angry!

    After all, if you are 'beaten' by someone like this, if you can't fight back, you will definitely be angry.

    "Give it to me, kill this bald donkey!"

    The elder was a little frightened. The opponent didn't seem to have any injuries when he punched it.

    On the contrary, it was his own fist, which hurt so badly, as if the bones were about to split.

    It is said that in Buddhism, there is an indestructible vajra technique. Once cultivated to the level of Dacheng, one can transform into a magic weapon, which cannot be shaken by various attacks, and is as powerful as a vajra arhat.

    Could it be that the bald donkey in front of him has practiced this method?

    The other two guards, as if waking up from a dream, each resorted to their killer moves and came to kill Monk Mingxin.

    "The little monk is just"

    "Bang! Bang!"

    "Little monk"

    "Crack! Crack!"

    "Little monk"

    "Puff! Puff!"

    "that¡­¡­"

    "Boom! Boom!"

    "Vald donkey, you are going to die for me!"

    "Why are you so resistant to beatings? My hands are numb."

    Monk Mingxin's words were interrupted again and again.

    All kinds of attacks, madness fell on him.

    No matter how patient you are, you will inevitably get angry.

    "you you¡­¡­"

    On Monk Mingxin's forehead, there were veins throbbing visible to the naked eye.

    All patience, all patience, is exhausted.

    The next moment, he suddenly exploded, "Aren't you bullying honest people!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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