There are many guards in Jubaozhai, but no one dares to stop them at this moment.
Jun Wuxie and Yan Qingcheng drove straight in and soon arrived in front of the small courtyard.
Looking at the courtyard covered by golden Buddha light and listening to the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures, Yan Qingcheng looked deep in Jubaozhai and said, "Bald donkey, I advise you to stop here, otherwise the Medicine King Sect will not give up."
"Amitabha, since my great Brahma Zen Buddhism existed, I have experienced ups and downs and never retreated in the face of any power." The old monk's voice was very plain, and he said, "They are all people with wisdom and have a destiny to me. In the future,
If the Medicine King Sect comes to ask for guilt, you can ask the female donor if he voluntarily converts."
"Master, I don't want to. I am a disciple of the Medicine King Sect. How could I convert to Buddhism?"
Su Lan's voice sounded in the courtyard, with anger and determination.
Yan Qingcheng said coldly: "Bald donkey, you heard it, she said she didn't want it."
"Amitabha, the two female donors are very unstable now, and speaking may not necessarily mean following the truth in their hearts. After three days, everyone can come to ask. At that time, as long as the two female donors say something unwilling, I will immediately apologize in person.
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"Old bald donkey, do you want shameless?" Jun Wuxie was so angry that he said angrily: "What they say now is the truth that follows their inner wishes! Three days later, they are forcibly transformed by you, and of course they will not say it."
You are forced, you are so shameless!"
"Sad! You kill me Zen disciple, I haven't settled this account with you yet!"
"Then get out now, I'm standing here. No matter how you settle it, I'll continue!"
Jun Wuxie was very angry. He had met many arrogant and arrogant people before.
But those people's arrogance is very straightforward.
This great Buddhist Zen Buddhism is simply vomiting.
While they are arrogant, they also claim to be compassionate and merciful, truthful, hypocritical and extremely hypocritical.
"Sad, your sect's teacher is still vulnerable. You are only in the Qi Condensation Realm, and you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"
At this time, Yan Qingcheng said, "Bald, you are just relying on your level to be higher than them, so you do whatever you want here. Can I do whatever you want?"
"Amitabha, you are a senior member of the Meitong Clan in the southern border, right?" The old monk said lightly: "Since that's the case, you should understand the tacit understanding between dominating the power. Before, my lower-level guardian of the Great Fan Zen Buddhism first attacked you, and was
I have nothing to say when you kill me. Now, I have not done anything to you, so I have no reason to take action.”
"You asked me to abide by this unwritten tacit understanding. Have you abide by it yourself? You trapped the disciples of the Medicine King Sect here and forced them to save them. Have you abide by the tacit understanding?"
"How can I be bound by these tacit agreements when I am merciful in the face of great compassion?"
"It means that you may not obey it yourself, but you must obey it?" Yan Qingcheng smiled and said, "Put it away from your rogue logic, I will not obey this one. After all, this world still needs to be used
When it comes to strength, you can't just grind your mouth."
"Don't worry, if I deal with you with my own hands, I will lose my identity. The two you want to save are one of the young man's sisters and the other is his friend. I believe that the solution to this matter is yours
In the duel, if anyone loses, he will immediately get out of the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He will not be allowed to take a step within three years!"
"Amitabha, do you think this is true?"
The old monk was stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to propose such a solution.
He is a powerful sect king realm, and that young man is only in the Qi Condensation Realm. There are six major realms different from each other, and they are not at the same level at all.
Even if he breathes, he can kill the young man!
"I keep my word and never break my word."
Yan Qingcheng answered very affirmatively.
Beside her, the muscles on Jun Wuxie's face twitched a few times.
What exactly is Yan Qingcheng doing? He actually made him face off against a person at the level of a sect king. This was simply to die, and there was no hope of winning.
However, he believed that Yan Qingcheng must have his own plans.
"It just so happens that this little beast killed me, the disciple of the Great Fan Zen Sect, and I am just about to settle the matter with him!"
An old monk walked out from the depths of Jubaozhai.
His eyebrows were a little gray, but his face was very rosy, and he could not see any wrinkles, and his body was very strong.
In the blink of an eye, the old monk came from deep to the courtyard.
He stepped towards Jun Wuxie, with no sympathy in his eyes, but had a strong murderous intent.
"You are evil, why don't you kneel down and kill me quickly!"
He was very strong, shouting like thunder, his palm raised, and the Buddha's light handprint evolved in the void, suppressing Jun Wuxie.
At this time, Yan Qingcheng bounced his fingers.
A ray of finger light surrounding the runes instantly penetrated into the old monk's body.
The old monk's aura suddenly weakened a hundred times, a thousand times!
His realm was directly suppressed from the sect king realm to the peak of the Ten Changes of Qi Condensation Realm.
"What does this mean by your priest? Do you want to break your promise?"
The old monk was shocked and angry. The cave in his body was sealed and he could only use the power of the peak Qi Condensation Realm!
"I said that I would not attack you personally. The duel between you naturally must be carried out on the basis of fairness. What is fairness must be a battle at the same level."
"Do you think that if you have the same level, you can beat me?"
The old monk couldn't help but laugh. He is a powerful sect king realm. His vision and experience, as well as his understanding of the use of martial arts, isn't he comparable to the Qi Condensation Realm?
Even at the same level, he has the advantage!
"A sinful devil, be executed!"
With a deep shout, the Buddha's light handprint suppressed him down, covering Jun Wuxie.
Jun Wuxie sneered, carrying one hand on his back, and didn't even look at the Buddha's light handprint.
He walked straight towards the old monk.
The blood and energy released were like a roaring river, surging around the body.
The Buddha's light handprint was about to fall on his head.
However, it was impacted by the boiling blood and energy, and it was fixed in the air and it was difficult to fall.
Boom!
While Jun Wuxie was walking, the golden blood burst out and rushed forward like a huge wave.
The old monk's face suddenly changed, and he felt like a suffocating oppression.
The rushing golden blood was like a rushing and roaring river. Before he could even stand, he was unable to stand firm, his body shaking, and he took several steps back.
He stepped on the ground with a sudden kick, raised his hand and killed Jun Wuxie with one punch.
The moment he punched, a golden Buddha light fist print burst out with a sound of thunder.
Jun Wuxie brushed his hand and the golden blood gushed out, shaking the Buddha's light fist seal with a bang.
The next moment, he bullied himself in front of the old monk, slapped him hard on the face, extremely crisp and loud.
Near the courtyard, people inside Jubaozhai saw such a scene and their eyes were pounding violently.
Huiyuan is the first master of Jubaozhai, the capital who came here to take over his position a few days ago!
He is the number one person in Jubaozhai, the capital, and controls the highest authority here.
Now, this number one figure was actually slapped by a warrior in the Qi Condensation Realm, and his whole body was thrust out, spitting out a mouthful of blood, mixed with her fallen teeth.
"Old bald donkey, you have to rely on your practice for thousands of years to be able to act here!" Jun Wuxie stepped forward and punched Huiyuan's defense method directly on his chest.
Huiyuan flew backwards, her whole chest cracked and shed blood.
"Now, without the advantage of realm, why don't you talk about your scoundrel-like truth?"
Jun Wuxie always followed Huiyuan. Before his body landed, he grabbed his ankle and swung it up and threw it on the ground.
Boom!
The ground here is trembling violently, and the soil and rocks are splashing.
Every time I hit, I would leave a deep pit in my form on the ground, and the ground was covered with blood.
The old monk screamed in terror, and there was no room for fighting back.
What kind of powerful people in the king realm have no advantage of absolute realm. In front of Jun Wuxie, they are beaten up like a scarecrow, and they are completely abused.
In a moment, the old monk no longer became a human.
His whole bones are now broken, like mud, covered in blood, and his face is swollen into pig's head. I guess he can't even recognize him.
The people inside Jubaozhai were stunned.
Although Huiyuan is the new first master.
However, the first master of the past was an elder of the Yaowang Sect. He served here for ten years, so the people here naturally became more towards the Yaowang Sect.
However, due to Huiyuan's tyranny, everyone dared not speak out.
"Say, why do you have to save my sister?"
Jun Wuxie pressed the old monk Huiyuan's head to the ground. Seeing that he didn't speak, he grabbed a handful of soil and forced it into his mouth.
The old monk Huiyuan kept spitting out, his eyes covered with bloodshot.
"Don't you say it? A bald donkey like you are extremely thick-skinned and can be said to be shameless when speaking and doing things! I want to see if you have no shame under any circumstances!"
Jun Wuxie grabbed the ankle of the old monk Huiyuan, dragged it to the ground, turned around and walked outside Jubaozhai.
Yan Qingcheng was stunned. The little bastard dragged the old bald donkey out. What is he going to do?
The people inside Jubaozhai were also full of doubts and followed them out.
In front of Jubaozhai, the crowd gathered here has not dispersed.
When they saw Jun Wuxie dragging a bloody old monk out, they were shocked.
He dragged the old monk to a stone pillar in the square in front of the door.
Just as everyone was guessing when he was going to do it, they saw that he tore the old monk's robes into pieces, leaving only a pair of underwear.
He hung the old monk on the pillar, took out a whip, and danced and buzzed.
With a snap.
The whip whipped the old monk, and his skin was full of flesh.
"When heaven is about to bring great blessings to the master, he must first insult his mind and mind, abuse his muscles and bones, and naked his body." Jun Wuxie pointed at the old monk and sealed the true energy in the cave, so that he could not resist it with his true energy."
In pain, he said, "The master does not have to be grateful to me. I am just kind and willing to help others."
After he finished speaking, he swung his whip and started whipping hard.
With each whip, he moved his steps and continued to thrust in another direction.
Everyone was stunned.
Just as he watched Jun Wuxie go around the stone pillar, he turned around and sucked.
The old monk screamed, his whole body was convulsed and twitching, and he was bleeding.
The pain in the body, coupled with the extreme shame in everyone's heart when they looked at each other, made the old monk want to be killed on the pillar.
He is an elder of the dominant power of the Great Fantasy Zen Buddhism. In the eyes of the world, he is a great monk. Who dares to treat him like this?
Today, he will suffer such a great humiliation. The other party is just a warrior in the Qi Condensation Realm. He stripped his powerful sect king from his monk's robe and hung it up to beat him!
"Amitabha, the little donor is guilty and will be sent to the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reborn!!"
The old monk was furious, and his eyes were so resentful.
"The master is very unstable now, and speaking may not necessarily mean following the truth in his heart. When I whip a hundred thousand whip, everyone in the world can ask. At that time, as long as the master says something unwilling, he will immediately apologize in person."
"you……"
The old monk was so angry that he vomited blood.
The other party actually used what he said to deal with him.
After whipping a hundred thousand whip, he was probably already turned into a corpse!
At that time, when people came to ask, he would not say he was unwilling to say that he would not speak, because the corpse would not speak!
Jun Wuxie sneered and whipped up the whip in his hand.
He acted ruthlessly and was very cruel.
He actually wanted to forcibly destroy his sister, and he wanted to cut the old bald donkey alive in public!