After caring about the poem, he kicked the monk, who had no children or grandchildren, until he burst into tears.
Ye Wendong narrowed his eyes, approached the monk and said, "I told you, don't lie, otherwise you will not be able to save your life. The nine-color flower smoke you used is from "The Book of Medicine King", you think I don't know
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The monk did not expect that Ye Wendong knew about it, so he could only nod his head in tears, indicating that he knew the existence of "The Book of Medicine King".
Ye Wendong's expression darkened and he said, "Has Guan Shuang, who came here to investigate, been arrested by you?"
The monk nodded again.
Ye Wendong continued to ask: "Is "The Book of Medicine King" now in the hands of the host? What is his relationship with Mr. Qianmian?"
The monk nodded and opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Ye Wendong just wanted the monk to lip read, but he was too young to tell.
Suddenly there was a burst of crazy laughter from outside the door, "If you want to know, why not just ask me directly? There is no need to arrest my men for questioning!"
The door was suddenly blasted open by internal energy. Ye Wendong immediately pulled Guan Nianshi and hid aside, while Lei Wanjun also dodged very quickly.
Only the monk who was tied to the pillar could not go anywhere. He vomited blood and fainted from the internal force.
Don’t you even spare your own people?
How cruel and ruthless this guy is!
Ye Wendong lowered his eyes, looked out the door, and said, "Who is coming?"
The other party burst out laughing and said, "Aren't you just here to find me? I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname, and so does Luo Biao!"
The mist outside the door dispersed, and an old monk wearing monk's robes was standing outside, and beside him were more than twenty strong monks holding Shaolin sticks. At first glance, he was not someone to be trifled with.
In addition, Luo Biao was accompanied by someone else.
One person was kneeling on the ground, covered in scars. This person was none other than Guan Nianshi's uncle, Guan Shuang.
One was a young man sitting in a wheelchair with a blue face.
Although he had a different face, Ye Wendong still recognized him. He was none other than Mr. Thousand Faces!
When Master Qianmian saw Ye Wendong, he immediately became excited. He coughed up blood and said, "Dad, he was the one who injured me! He also took away the goods and bills from Lu Zhengang's villa!"
Luo Biao narrowed his eyes, looked at Ye Wendong and said, "You were the one who injured my son Qianshan with the Seven Injury Fist?"
Ye Wendong raised his eyebrows and said, "It's me."
Luo Biao's eyes dropped and he said: "I order you to cure my son's disease immediately! Otherwise all three of you will die here!"
Ye Wendong smiled coldly and said, "Your son Luo Qianshan deserves it! He was the one who killed me first."
The old monk clenched his fists, grabbed Guan Shuang on the side and said, "Good boy, do you want to see your people die in my hands?"
Ye Wendong said: "If you kill Uncle Guan, then your son will never live!"
Lei Wanjun also nodded and said: "Yes! My master is very old, and your son is in his prime! He deserves to be buried with my master!"
Guan Shuang:……
He didn't know why, but he always felt that his eldest disciple was a bit too "filial".
The old monk laughed and said, "We are just three young children. This is my territory. Do you think I am negotiating with you? I am giving you orders!"
From the moment they stepped into the temple, Luo Biao and Luo Qianshan had noticed them.
The old monk learned from his son Luo Qianshan that this Ye Wendong was something.
But it doesn't matter. He has been practicing martial arts for fifty years and has profound internal skills. How could a yellow-haired boy be able to compete with him?
I saw Luo Biao tearing off his Taoist robe, revealing his strong upper body, and said to Ye Wendong and the others: "It's really a toast and a fine wine! Since you don't cooperate, then I will break your legs and make you behave."
Treat my son!"
After speaking, Luo Biao launched a fierce attack on Ye Wendong.
Lei Wanjun and Guan Nianshi originally wanted to help, but unexpectedly, more than 20 monks had already fallen on them.
"Junior sister, ten per person is no problem!"
Guan Nianshi shook her head, "Just in time to practice boxing!"
They fought with the monks, while Ye Wendong fought with the old monk.
It has to be said that Luo Biao's Tongbei Fist is much stronger than his son's.
After all, his son has only been practicing Tongbei Quan for more than ten years, but he has been practicing Tongbei Quan for fifty years.
Luo Biao had a tiger-like back and a bear-like waist, and his back was all thick and hard tendon meat, like a rock.
Ye Wendong punched down, and suddenly he felt as if his fist had hit a copper wall, causing burning pain in his joints.
Luo Biao burst out laughing and said, "You can't beat me, you brat!"
Ye Wendong quickly took a step back and gently waved his hand, "Can't hit? How is it possible?"
A ferocious smile appeared on Luo Biao's face, and he said: "You damn duck has a tough mouth! How can your fists shake my fifty-year skills? If you surrender honestly now, I can still give you a way to survive! Otherwise, don't
I want to leave my temple alive!"
Ye Wendong raised his chin and said confidently, "We'll see."
When Luo Biao saw that Ye Wendong would not shed tears without seeing the coffin, he immediately wanted to use thunderous means to convince Ye Wendong.
He pressed forward step by step, punching to the flesh!
He has practiced his Tongbei Fist to such perfection that when he punches out, he can bring up a strong wind, and that wind alone can injure someone.
Ye Wendong's body was agile and he judged Luo Biao's movement and avoided Luo Biao's fist.
Luo Biao didn't expect this kid to be able to hide so much, and immediately got angry: "You brat! You can only hide? Fight me head-on! You can hide from the first grade of junior high but not the fifteenth grade!"
"As you wish!" The next second, Ye Wendong suddenly punched boldly!
To deal with Tongbei Quan, Tai Chi should be used to overcome rigidity with softness.
Tongbei Quan focuses on training the upper body, while Tai Chi is just the opposite, focusing on the lower body.
Ye Wendong's lower body is very stable. He has practiced martial arts all year round. When he exerts force, the muscles in his legs immediately tighten, making him look very powerful under his pants.
His leg circumference has reached 60 centimeters, and not many people can hold up this kick.
Ye Wendong used Tai Chi to overcome strength with softness, and faced off against Luo Biao.
The reason why he retreated just now was to find out Luo Biao's moves and how far he had practiced now.
And he would go head-to-head and punch Luo Biao, just to see how far Luo Biao had tempered his body.
I have to say that this Luo Biao has two skills, but after his grandfather’s guidance and talent, he is not comparable to Luo Biao, an old bald donkey!
Every time Ye Wendong punched, he neutralized the toughness of the Tongbei Fist. When Bald Donkey changed his moves, he suddenly used force again, catching him off guard!