The boat capsized in the gutter, making the old monk so angry that he almost had one Buddha born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. Staring at the pair of copper bell eyes, he suddenly hit Ye Fan with both hands, this time with force.
Because the old guy was so angry, he used all his strength this time. With that punch, the surrounding air seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of the strong inner breath and spread out in ripples on both sides, almost as if it was running away.
Ye Fan's eagle eye also sensed a huge crisis, and the one who felt it more deeply was of course Master Guilin, who was standing not far from the old monk.
Because the dissipated inner energy was like nails poking through it, causing Master Guilin to feel so painful that he almost wanted to lift his legs and run away.
I knew that my uncle was furious, and Ye Fan was the person introduced by Feng Lao. Although he was young, Master Gui Lin had long attributed Ye Fan to the princelings in the capital. Because, who was the person introduced by Feng Lao?
Can the grade be lower?
If he was really beaten to death by his uncle, it would be a shame. I am afraid that the entire Huakong Temple would be attacked like a genocide.
Although Huakong Temple has masters, no matter how skilled or tough the sect is, it is still vulnerable to the powerful state machine.
As long as there is an organizer, what else can Huakong Temple do?
Therefore, Master Gui Lin was so panicked that he shouted: "Uncle Feikong, please be merciful and don't hurt him."
However, Master Guilin had just finished speaking. Boss Ye had already used the power of the tiger and eagle to slide towards the main hall, but he still failed to dodge the violent blow of the old monk Feikong.
Boom...
There was a sound as if a huge iron rod was broken directly by a heavy hammer. Boss Ye was smashed in the air by Master Feikong's punch. He directly smashed through the wooden window next to the main hall and jumped over the entire temple wall.
Like a cannonball hitting the outside of the temple.
"Brother!" Fei Yi screamed and threw himself outside. Although his tiger and eagle skills were not strong enough, Fei Yi was not as fast as Mr. Ye, but he was still very fast. In the blink of an eye, he reached the temple wall and jumped to the outside with one step.
Naturally, everyone was not slow and rushed out early. Wu Jun was even faster than Fei Yiyi.
Master Feikong had a cruel smile on his face. The old monk seemed unhappy, but in fact he was faster than anyone else. He had already stood on the outer wall of the temple and looked outside.
Boss Ye was covered in filth, and his clothes were almost torn into rags. Because Boss Ye was lucky to be smart when the unparalleled force just hit him.
Instantly cast the Water Spreading Skill and blocked it with a wall of water. However, the aftermath was still too powerful.
Boss Ye was hit so hard that he was thrown directly onto the lawn outside the Chinese temple. The guy quickly used his strength to escape and rolled dozens of times on the lawn until he came to a stop a hundred meters away.
I found that my hands and legs were swollen and there were quite a lot of small scratches. Moreover, the bones all over my body tended to fall apart.
Oh my god, it was so awesome that I almost finished the game. Boss Ye opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood before struggling to stand up.
"Can you still stand?" Master Feikong became angry when he saw it. He thought that his punch was not effective enough. Therefore, he ignored Master Gui Lin's advice and slapped Boss Ye.
In fact, the old monk had already shown mercy with that punch just now. Otherwise, Boss Ye would have died long ago.
There was a bang. Boss Ye performed another trapeze and landed more than ten meters away.
Fei Yiyi and Wu Jun quickly stepped forward to protect him. However, who was Feikong? He was the uncle of Master Yunyu. He was also a well-known Patriarch in Huakong Temple. He was the signature of Huakong Temple.
Fei Yiyi and Wu Jun were both slapped and could not get up again.
"Old bald donkey!" Mr. Ye gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground. He stirred with his hands. The sky suddenly became moist, and it seemed to be drizzling.
Naturally, all the ordinary monks in Yunguan Temple looked up at the sky outside the temple, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
"What's going on? It's going to rain. Isn't this a good day?"
"What a hell, it's going to rain suddenly in the clear sky. I'd better go back and collect my clothes quickly."
"That kid is a lunatic. Why are his hands waving in the air?"
A group of monks were discussing one after another.
The old monk Feikong simply sat cross-legged on the blue sulfur glass tiles on the wall of the temple and began to meditate.
After just ten seconds, the humidity in the air became heavier and heavier. Finally, drizzle was seen.
However, this drizzle only surrounded the thirty meters around Mr. Ye.
"What kind of skill is this? The rain is surrounding him. What do you mean?" Wu Jun opened his mouth and said in surprise.
"Xiao Wu, now you know how powerful my eldest brother is. He caused this drizzle." Fei rolled with Wu Jun for a while, and the two of them couldn't get up and started mumbling.
"This rain is really caused by Mr. Ye, how is it possible?" Wu Jun's eyes widened, probably because he wanted to see how Mr. Ye did the 'artificial rain'.
"Could it be that he has dry ice in his hand and uses his inner energy to spread it to create artificial rainfall? It seems that he didn't even look at the dry ice." Fei Yiyi also stared at the eagle eyes, but he still didn't see the 'Mingtang'.
"No, dry ice is still in powder form no matter how fine it is." Wu Jun shook his head.
However, even the old monk Feikong watched with great curiosity as Ye Fan's hands were stirring strangely.
"Look, there seems to be a transparent water balloon in the sky." A certain monk screamed, but was so frightened by Master Gui Lin's stern face that he quickly shrank his neck and did not dare to say any more.
The transparent water ball went straight to the flying master.
"It took you a long time to create this broken ball. It seems that this is all you can do." Master Feikong snorted in a very contemptuous tone, and punched out towards the water ball as usual.
However, the water ball exploded before Master Fei Kong's fist energy could reach it, like a blockbuster.
A loud bang was heard, and Master Guilin shouted distressedly: "My wall."
Because the explosion wave hit the courtyard wall as if it had been hit by a miniature atomic bomb, and dust suddenly flew up and a large section collapsed.
"What a good boy, you dare to play dirty!" Although Master Feikong paid attention to Ye Fan, this was the second time that he fell into the trap of Boss Ye.
Of course, the water ball didn't explode the Flying Master. The old monk had already jumped a hundred meters away.
However, the mouthful of poisonous phlegm from Mr. Ye who was following the water polo hit Master Feikong accurately. The old monk was also careless like Xiao Seyi. He also waved his palm casually to scatter the mouthful of phlegm.
Can a mouthful of phlegm hurt the Flying Master who beat the shit out of Mr. Ye?
Obviously it's impossible.
However, Master Feikong's face looked even worse than before, almost reaching the level of Li Kui.
The old guy frowned, as if he was thinking about something.
That's right, what are you thinking about?
He knew that Master Feikong was using his powerful inner breath to force out the poisonous phlegm that had hit him.
Seeing that the opportunity was irreversible, Boss Ye quickly jumped in front of Wu Jun. He grabbed people one by one and ran down the mountain as fast as he could.
"If I run away for you today, I will no longer call Feikong Feikong. You call me Kong Fei!" Master Feikong sneered, and with a roar, he jumped into the air and slid towards Boss Ye.
Although he has the power of a tiger and an eagle, what is his ability to fly in the air? With a flick of his monk's robe, he used the counterattack force of the air to be faster than Boss Ye, and punched Wuliu who was far away in the air.
The ten-meter-old Ye Boss.
No matter how fast a person is, he can't outrun the evil spirit that pops out of his fist. What's more, there are two people in Boss Ye's hands.
Looking back, Boss Ye suddenly twitched his lips and quickly threw Wu Jun and Fei Yiyi more than ten meters away.
And he quickly slid to one side dozens of meters away. Of course he was worried about hurting Wu Jun and Fei Yiyi.
Because, with his eagle eyes, Boss Ye could clearly see a transparent fist coming towards him in the sky.
The shadow of this transparent fist is invisible to ordinary people. However, high-level martial arts practitioners can see it.
Fei Yi had eagle eyes, so he also saw it. He was so frightened that he shouted: "Ah, could it be the legendary Fist Gang?"
What is Quan Gang?
Legend has it that it is a method exclusive to the innate powerful. When using fists and kicks, the inner energy can form a shield of inner energy in the fist or the part where the move is launched, covering the outside of the fist.
And it spurted out with the inner energy. It was controlled by the caster, as if his fist was stretched, and he attacked the opponent forcefully.
The fist gang is compressed by the inner breath, so it can be soft or steel. When it is soft, it is like cotton. You can't hit it hard at all.
And steel is like made of iron. It is no problem to smash the hardest bone in your body with one punch.
This fist is still relatively thin, so it seems that this old bastard is the same powerful person as Xiao Seyi from Huashan - semi-innate.
Boss Ye screamed in shock and his scalp was numb for a moment. He didn't expect that someone would find another hard trick. This was simply not something that his junior 11 rank could match.
Of course, Wu Jun and Fei Yi were both present, and Boss Ye had to bite the bullet in order to survive.
The blood drop opened its lotus petals and headed towards the fist in the air. It knew that doing so would not be of much use, because the fist was not a physical object but the result of condensation of inner energy, and it was detachable and flexible.
Boss Ye just hoped to be able to resist for a while and wait for a moment to catch his breath before he wanted to attack again and again.
Bang...
Although Xue Diozi was powerful, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. Xue Diozi groaned in pain and then grabbed Master Feikong's fist.
But the fist suddenly swelled to the size of a bucket. He could scratch his head with blood drops, but there was nothing he could do to this big guy.
The lotus petals were rubbed against the fist, and Ye Fan's hand was in pain for a while. The tiger's mouth suddenly cracked, and blood dripped down.
But the blood droplet was pulled by Master Feikong's tender fist and flew into Feikong's hand.
The old monk looked at it and hummed: "Is it the legendary blood drop? There is still such a thing now. Yes, it is just right for Mao Ni."
However, Quan Gang was much weaker after being blocked by Xue Di Zi, so Boss Ye tried his best with both fists.
There was a bang.
Boss Ye seemed to have been forcefully pushed back dozens of steps and then stopped. However, his feet had already sunk into the soil and reached his knees.
Moreover, this guy's face suddenly turned purple and green and was filled with mud flying up from the shock. He couldn't hold back and opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining an area of dozens of meters red.
"Palm mouth!" Master Feikong snorted coldly, and slapped him again. A transparent slap mark hit Boss Ye's face. If it hit, Boss Ye's head would probably be twisted and deformed...)
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