Seeing that the young monk knew his true intention, he was about to die at the hands of the man in gray robe.
Xu Qingyun shouted loudly and took action decisively, killing the gray-robed man.
Xu Qingyun took a quick step and immediately rushed to the gray-robed man. He used the Ancient Eight Desolations Fist and punched out, directly forcing the gray-robed man back.
"Who are you?" The man in gray robe gently waved his sore palms and stared at Xu Qingyun and asked coldly.
The fat monk and the little monk also looked at Xu Qingyun with confusion. They did not know Xu Qingyun and did not know why the other party wanted to help them.
Xu Qingyun took out the ghost face mask he had worn in the ghost market from his storage ring and threw it on the ground.
Seeing this grimace mask, the man in gray robe and the two monks immediately thought of it.
"It turns out it's you!" The man in gray robe stared at Xu Qingyun, "I didn't go to you to ruin my business. Instead, I came to your door myself."
"Before, it was inconvenient to do anything in the ghost market. No one can protect you now! The two stinky monks and you, the kid, are going to die today!"
"That's right. It was inconvenient to kill you in the ghost market before, but now I can kill you with confidence!" Xu Qingyun said calmly.
"Kill me, haha!" The man in gray robe laughed as if he heard some funny joke, "You want to kill me too!"
"go to hell!"
The true energy in the gray-robed man's body surged, and his palms condensed, instantly turning into a pair of blood palms, and the evil spirit of blood filled the air.
Xu Qingyun smiled softly, and the spiritual energy in his body surged and condensed on his fists.
Both fists were wrapped in golden light, killing the man in gray robe.
The gray-robed man swung out his bloody palm, and Xu Qingyun punched him in the face.
The next second, the blood evil energy collapsed, and the man in gray robe spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
There is a huge difference in strength. If Xu Qingyun wants to kill this gray-robed man, it is actually no different from squeezing an ant to death.
The strength of the gray-robed man is, at best, that of a Heavenly Realm Grandmaster.
The fat monk and the little monk looked at Xu Qingyun in surprise. They did not expect that this young man was so powerful and defeated the gray-robed man with one punch.
"you!"
The man in gray robe fell to the ground and looked at Xu Qingyun with horror on his face.
"Do you still think you can kill me?" Xu Qingyun slowly walked towards the gray-robed man step by step, with a faint smile on his face.
The man in gray robe immediately stood up, but instead of fighting Xu Qingyun, he greased the soles of his feet and ran away hastily.
He knew that he was no match for Xu Qingyun, and if he wanted to survive, he had no choice but to run away.
"Can you run?"
Xu Qingyun smiled coldly, and a golden sword light appeared.
Long Li's sword flew out, directly piercing the back of the gray-robed man's heart.
After a while, the man in gray robe opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground without blinking.
Xu Qingyun calmly walked up to the man in gray robe, stretched out his hand and took off the mask on the man's face, revealing a face of forty or fifty years old, with a very obvious black mole on the tip of his nose.
Xu Qingyun took out his mobile phone, took a photo, and sent it to Qiao Jinghan.
And it comes with a message.
[Help me check this person’s identity and whether he is a wanted criminal.]
Qiao Jinghan replied instantly: "Okay, Mr. Xu, wait a moment."
In less than a minute, Qiao Jinghan sent another message, and it also came with a piece of information.
[Mr. Xu, this man is indeed a wanted fugitive and has more than a dozen lives on his hands.]
Xu Qingyun clicked on the document sent by Qiao Jinghan. The document contained the identity information of the gray-robed man and the crimes he had committed.
Xu Qingyun glanced at it a few times and then exited the information.
I re-sent a location and a message to Qiao Jinghan.
[This man has been killed by me, please arrange for someone to come and collect the body!]
Qiao Jinghan still replied immediately: "Okay, Mr. Xu. This wanted criminal has a reward of hundreds of thousands, and I will help you collect it."
Xu Qingyun didn't hear any goodbye news and directly kicked the phone back into his pocket.
"Qingyun!"
Xu Qingyun heard a familiar voice and looked towards the source of the sound.
"Why are you here?"
It turned out to be Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi. Xu Qingyun asked them to wait for him in the car, but he didn't expect them to follow him.
Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi also saw the two monks they had seen in the ghost market at this moment, the gray-robed man who had fallen to the ground, and the mask next to him.
They could probably guess what happened.
"Are you okay?" Zhuge Qimeng asked.
Xu Qingyun waved his hand: "What can happen to me? I'm just a trash fish."
"This man seems to be a wanted criminal. I seem to have seen this face before." Zhuge Qingsi looked at the face of the dead man in gray robe and said.
"Yes, this guy is indeed a wanted criminal with more than a dozen lives on his hands." Xu Qingyun nodded and said.
While Xu Qingyun was speaking, he came back to the gray-robed man's body, squatted down, and rubbed his body for a while.
Soon I found the jade box that contained the rejuvenating elixir. In addition, there were some messy things.
Xu Qingyun took out the Resurrection Golden Pill inside, and the purple thunder condensed in his palm, directly destroying the so-called Resurrection Golden Pill.
The Golden Elixir of Resurrection instantly turned into a ball of ashes and dissipated in the wind.
At the same time, a lot of medical power poured into Xu Qingyun's body.
Sisters Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi watched Xu Qingyun destroy the Resurrection Pill, but neither of them said anything.
This kind of evil thing should be destroyed to avoid harming others.
After doing this, Xu Qingyun clapped his hands, turned and left.
Zhuge Qimeng hesitated and said: "This corpse..."
"Don't worry about him, I have already made arrangements, and someone will come over to dispose of the body later," Xu Qingyun said.
Zhuge Qimeng said nothing more, and followed Xu Qingyun with Zhuge Qingsi towards the two monks.
"Oh, it hurts me so much!"
The fat monk was still lying on the ground, with a look of pain on his face.
He received a slap from the man in gray robe, but it was so long ago that he didn't know if he was pretending to be in pain or if it was real pain.
The little monk knew his heart and heard his master howling miserably, so he trotted over quickly.
"Master, are you okay?"
"Of course something is wrong. Your master and I will have my chest smashed to pieces by that guy!" The fat monk said angrily, "Usually you don't listen when I ask you to practice more, but at the critical moment, you can't even protect me as a master.
What do I need from you!"
The fat monk kept scolding the little monk.
The young monk didn't get angry, talk back, or explain. He just stood quietly aside, looking at his master with his clear eyes wide open.
"You, a monk, have no sense of shame at all. How can a disciple protect his master!" Zhuge Qingsi couldn't stand listening anymore. This fat monk is so shameless.
When the fat monk heard this, he stopped talking, but continued to scream in pain.
Xu Qingyun raised his right hand, and three silver needles appeared in his hand.
With a flick of his finger, three silver needles flew out one after another and pierced the fat monk's chest.
The fat monk screamed, and severe pain hit his chest.
"Master!" the young monk Mingxin screamed, "What are you going to do! Don't hurt my master!"