Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> I am a swordsman

Text Chapter 242 Beggar¡¯s Revenge

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    The fat man stood aside and hadn't decided who to kill when he suddenly saw the old beggar winking at him desperately.  While reading at Ling O'clock, he immediately remembered the old man's previous confession, telling him not to go up there and die.

    Now the fat man was getting what he wanted, so he hurriedly hid in a secret place to watch the battle.

    After a few minutes, he transformed into Brother Wuming and suddenly jumped out.  Incomparably righteous words: "Golden Buddha, bald donkey, watch and beat!"

    After saying that, Xutian Cauldron, Thunder in the Palm, and Bairi Soul Search Network all greeted him.

    It is not difficult to see that Fatty, this bitch, is very insidious. He deliberately shouted like this, so that even if he participated in the battle, he might be able to get some benefits afterwards, but then.  .  .  He ducked aside again.  He won't come out even if he's beaten to death.

    Huang Xiaoxie and the others who were still in ambush suddenly felt the fluctuation of spiritual power not far away. They were suddenly surprised and Lima sent a message to Fatty.

    "Is this going to start a fight?" Everyone planned to go over and help.

    The voice of the fat man came from afar: "Don't move yet, wait. These bald donkeys are so damn tough, I don't think any of us can withstand them!"

    When he said this, the fat man had a sad look on his face and quietly hid in an extremely dark corner.  Just now, an Arhat from the Golden Buddha Temple almost killed the fat man with a wave of his hand. If he hadn't covered the Taiyi Five Yanluo in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

    The fat man hid and watched.  Gradually, his eyes lit up and he looked fascinated.

    I thought that those super boss-level figures would just use top-notch magic weapons to blast around.  But this time, the fat man found that he was wrong and his underwear was all wrong.  .  .  Looking at the few old guys fighting against each other in the field, they were all fighting hand to hand, but the level of hand to hand fighting was a bit high, and every palm and sword move was earth-shattering.  Even more shocking than the legendary duel between martial arts masters!

    Since he learned the magic formula, Fatty rarely fights in close quarters.  Now he suddenly discovered that the so-called flying sword technique may not have much advantage.  In front of real masters, those fancy moves have countless drawbacks.

    There is no other reason.  Generally one side uses spells.  The opponent will use magic weapons to withstand it, and the winner will not be determined for a long time.  Under the attack of powerful, fast and continuous swordsmanship or various close combat methods, few people have the opportunity to activate magic weapons or protective energy, and the winner can often be determined in the blink of an eye.

    Moreover, Fatty discovered an interesting phenomenon. The same Gang Qi, when resisting the flying sword magic weapon, almost always works, but if it is slashed by a flood of close combat, it is likely to be broken on the spot!

    Three consecutive screams were heard, and three of the Eighteen Arhats died in the Golden Buddha Temple.

    Hearing the screams, Wu Neng, who was having a fierce fight with Hui Guang, changed his face drastically. He used a monkey trick to steal the peach and forced Hui Guang away. He shouted: "Keep the green hills here, don't worry about not having firewood. Junior brothers, retreat!"

    "It's not that easy to leave!" Huiguang shouted and kept pestering him.

    The three old monks from the Golden Buddha Temple looked very sad. They also wanted to run away, but the old beggar Huiguang and the old guys were too tightly entangled, and they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.  It is not difficult to see that the old beggar's cultivation level is much higher than that of the old thieves, and he has the upper hand. If this fight continues, the consequences for the Golden Buddha Temple will be disastrous.

    "The fat man hides in the dark, and when no one is paying attention, it doesn't hurt to get a few cool blows from time to time."

    "Amitabha, fellow Taoist Huiguang, I am a step too late!"

    With this desolate Buddha¡¯s name.  An old monk with white beard and kind eyes descended from the sky.

    Everyone in the Golden Buddha Temple was startled and secretly asked: "Master Tongming?"

    That¡¯s right, the visitor is one of the three great overseas divine monks, Master Tongming of Tongming Island!

    This Master Tongming was even more verbose than Huiguang, and he clasped his hands and said: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. The Golden Buddha Temple has done many evil things. It deserves this calamity. It's my fault. I will do justice for heaven today!!!"

    After saying that, the big sleeve turned into a soft white light, and with just a wave, the two Golden Buddha Temple Arhats were directly shaken by the magic weapon hidden in the sleeve.

    The fat man was secretly speechless and secretly scolded the old monk for being sinister. He spoke so nicely, but he only picked on weaklings. The two Arhats were almost out of breath. Just now, the fat man was planning to put the big fat man away.  He went out to kill those two arhats so that he could get an advantage, but someone else actually took advantage of him.  When he thought of this, Fatty felt secretly depressed. Could it be that the legendary Taoist masters all had this kind of virtue?

    It wasn¡¯t over yet, the fat man suddenly heard the sound of eating melon seeds behind him.

    Looking back, I heard Monk Hua say: "It's great, it seems we don't need to do anything anymore. Come on, eldest sister, I have some wine here, do you want a sip?"

    ? ??Xiaoxie was very intoxicated and said: "No, I want to take a good look at the blue sky and white clouds. Ah! How beautiful life is. Just look at the scenery like this and pick up some magic weapons later. Is there anything more beautiful in the world than this? Oh!  , my heart is drunk!"

    The fat man heard a black line appear on his forehead, just short of spitting out a mouthful of blood.

    Who knew that the matter was not over yet, Zhang Yuluo Xiaowu also started to relax, discussing various jewelry and other things.  That kind of brother Ma finally couldn't help but reveal his true nature, and he started to talk a lot, and he even professionally introduced the secrets of various jewelry with strange effects to the two girls, which immediately impressed the two girls.

    "What kind of world is this! I'm just risking my life all by myself, but their lives are so luxuriant!"

    The fat man¡¯s eyes were moist and he looked up to the sky with a long sigh.

    By the time he came to his senses, the scene had undergone earth-shaking changes. There were only five of the Eighteen Arhats left in the Golden Buddha Temple. They were beaten by the old beggar and a group of talented people who had brought them, and they were unable to resist.  And that Master Tongming should be called the "Master of Kneading Persimmons", and he joined the old beggar's group.  .  .  As a result, the first unlucky person is the old bald donkey Wudi.

    With great excitement in his heart, the fat man's face was full of generous lamentation, and he shouted: "Senior. I'm here to help!"

    Before he finished speaking, this bitch rushed into the battle group, but instead of taking any precautions, he moved his hands up and down on the body that Wudi had just laid down, making the awesome people around him who had just laid down Wudi look full on.  Question mark in mind.

    The fat man was so anxious that he wanted to scold his mother, and sighed in his heart: "A big guy like this must have good things on him. Underwear! Pants! And a magic horse?!"

    but.  .  .  God does not fulfill people's wishes.  .  .

    "You have to scold the next door!"

    There was a moment of gnashing of teeth, and what made the fat official even more agitated was that Wu Di was also a big-shot expert after all. He turned inside out three times, and except for a bellyband in his arms, he had no hair at all. The fat man regretted that his intestines were all gone.  Green.

    This made the fat man have a very depressing thought: "Does it mean that these monks don't have anything on them?"

    Although this thought was depressing, the fat man set his sights on the most awesome Wuneng, because Wuneng was the boss of the Golden Buddha Temple, and he might have something valuable on him.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????

    Seeing that a few old guys had no difficulty in dealing with the two remaining elders of the Golden Buddha Temple, "Master Kneel Persimmon" nodded when he heard this, sanctimoniously shouted "Great Goodness", and turned into a white light and rushed toward Wuneng.

    When he saw Master Tongming leave, the fat man suddenly came back to his senses and broke into a cold sweat.  He is no match for Wu Tian and Wu Fa. If he is accidentally swept by his sleeve, he may ascend for free.

    So this bitch pretended to chop with the Shura Demonic Sword, and then quickly moved to the side, watching everyone's fight very casually.

    "This is life!" The fat man thought leisurely, took out the gourd and took a sip of wine, feeling very satisfied with himself.

    Gradually, all the eighteen Arhats died, and the old beggar suffered a lot of losses. There were fewer and fewer people on the field.

    At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly came: "Brother, are you okay?"

    The fat man¡¯s mind was filled with doubts: ¡°Who?¡±

    A figure slowly entered Fatty's sight from the darkness.  .  .

    Besides the Women¡¯s Friends of the Golden Buddha Temple, who else could that young monk named Xi Yuzhe be?  When this kid came out, he didn't even rush to help. Instead, he sat down next to the fat man and watched the battle together.  This guy is too generous!  The fat man was filled with emotions and could not speak for a long time.

    Immediately afterwards, Wu Tian and Wu Fa died one after another.  Before the fat man could take action, he gave in completely, and several figures rushed out from behind. The farmer brother and the old man were obviously inspired by the fat man, and in the blink of an eye they rushed into the place and started a brutal exploration.

    What makes Fatty most depressed is that Abbot Wu Neng was knocked down by Master Huiguang and Master Tongming.  He was actually raided by the beautiful apprentice and Monk Hua, and suddenly the fat man's last hope was gone.

    ¡°Mother Xipi, is there any mistake? The Sword Emperor and the Three Fierce Dharma Kings were destroyed before I could find out where they were?  The fat man was depressed and tangled, but he heard Hui Guang's weak voice: "Master Nephew, Master Wu Neng, I received a slap from that old thief Wu Neng. I'm afraid I have to retreat for a period of time. After three months, I will go to find you."  " As soon as he finished speaking, there was still half a figure in the field.  .  .

    You¡¯re not playing with me on purpose, are you?  Fatty almost collapsed, I showed you the way, and you just give up after everything is done?

    Having said that, Fatty was helpless for the moment.

    Fatty was just about to leave when he suddenly heardHe heard a surprised "Hey", and then saw Huang Xiaoxie looking at Wu Neng's body in a daze.  .  .

    A gust of breeze swept by, and Wu Neng's corpse shriveled inch by inch, like a deflated ball, turning into nothingness in an instant.  Before everyone could be surprised, a bead appeared out of thin air on the ground of nothingness.

    Before the fat man could step forward, a vision suddenly occurred.  Everyone felt a strong wind blowing up in the field. For a moment, the sky became dark and the earth became dark, with no light from the sun or the moon.  When the weather is calm, where are the beads?

    A hearty laugh came from the distance: "Hahaha, fellow Taoists, thank you!"

    Everyone was confused, especially the fat swordsman.  I didn't understand the situation at all. I looked around me and saw the shadow of the little monk anywhere.
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report