People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Mu Nianci is only at the fourth rank now, and he was promoted under the guidance of an expert.

Mu Yi was even more unbearable, with only a sixth-rank cultivation base.

Mu Yi stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Master, my daughter is not married yet, and I want to find someone to ride a dragon."

The obscene monk was unmoved, and pushed Mu Yi away all at once: "If I don't marry after playing, isn't it considered married?"

Mu Yi gritted his teeth and glanced at Mu Nianci: "Daughter, go!"

He stabbed forward with a spear, but was snapped off by the lewd monk's palm, grabbed his neck, and picked it up:
"Beauty, hurry up and come here, let me, hahaha."

Mu Nianci gritted her teeth and fought hard. My father raised me for many years, so I can't just watch my father die like this.

Leaping vertically like a swallow eagle, he came to the obscene monk, with his hands from bottom to top, he made a move of "Swim in the Four Seas".

It's a pity that the obscene monk is worthy of being an innate master, far from what she can match.

Pressing down with one hand, the fierce qi directly broke Mu Nianci's moves.

Forced her to retreat.

Before she could stand still, a pair of powerful hands had already shaken her palms away, grabbed her neck, and squeezed hard.

In an instant, her breathing became difficult.

"Little lady, beg me, beg me quickly."

"Otherwise, I will strangle your father first, and then torture you slowly, hahaha."

The people watching were furious, but no one dared to step forward.

That's innate, who dares to go up to die?

"stop!"

Guo Jing mobilized again passively and enthusiastically, leaping up to the ring:

"That monk, quickly let the father and daughter go."

The obscene monk shook off Mu Nianci's father and daughter, touched his vicious bald head, and smiled cruelly:
"Another one came to die. It just so happens that Grandpa hasn't eaten meat today."

He likes to give people hope, and then extinguish it, watching people give up resistance in despair and let him bully.

It is so wonderful.

Mu Nianci looked towards Guo Jing full of hope, but he was a simple and honest man, and his heart suddenly became cold. Is this my fate?

"The little brother, I thank you, you are not his opponent, go down quickly, don't lose your life."

Guo Jing scratched his hair foolishly. After he learned the Nine Suns Divine Art, he made rapid progress, but after all, the time was short.

They are all hiding in Tibet all the way, and they are currently at the second level of cultivation, far from being the opponent of the prostitute.

But the obscene monk would not let go of such an opportunity, and immediately stepped forward to hit him with a punch.

How can you taste the beautiful taste without making people despair?
Guo Jing's qi sank to his dantian, his legs separated into a horse stance, gathering his true energy, he punched out without dodging.

He bumped head-on with the fist of the obscene monk.

With a sound of "Dang", the two backed away at the same time.

The obscene monk frowned: "Which family are you a disciple from?"

Guo Jing suppressed the turbulent energy and blood, and said naively: "My family is the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River."

The obscene monks came from the snowy mountains in the northwest and seldom traveled in the Central Plains, let alone those from Jiangnan martial arts more than ten years ago.

He didn't even know who the Jiangnan Seven Monsters were, he just heard the name.

It's not a big sect, nor is it a master.

Which master would be so tasteless, called the Seven Monsters?
That's this young man, what adventure do you have?
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes: "Boy, take your life!"

Flying forward, the two continued to wrestle in the arena, although Guo Jing was at a disadvantage.

But with Zhang Wuwei's training and the blessing of the Nine Suns Scripture, he can barely support it.

Huang Rong rolled her big eyes while watching from below, and asked Zhang Wuwei, "Is he usually like this?"

Zhang Wuwei nodded in confusion: "Yes, he is very righteous."

For some reason, why did he feel that Huang Rong's affection for Guo Jing has greatly diminished?

This can't be done, this couple of gods and immortals can't be destroyed.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhang Wuwei's answer, Huang Rong pouted.

It will be very happy when you find out that a person is especially nice to you for no reason.

But when you find out that he is good to everyone, it won't be.

On the contrary, this kind of behavior made Huang Rong a little angry to the proud and arrogant Huang Rong.

on the ring.

Guo Jing and the obscene monk had already fought hundreds of tricks, and the fighting was so lively.

Guo Jing itself is a good piece of material for martial arts, otherwise he would not be able to quickly learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

It's just that Jiangnan Qi didn't know how to use it. Now, with Zhang Wuwei's teaching, and the blessing of the Nine Suns Divine Art that suits him and has great stamina.

Really, the more you fight, the more courageous you become. From barely holding on to a little decline, until now, you have already gained the upper hand.

After another ten strokes, the obscene monk lost all strength for a while, and Guo Jing pressed his palm on his chest.

He stepped back three steps, his blood churning.

Guo Jing closed his fist and stood upright: "Accept."

The obscene monk rubbed his chest, his face was cloudy, and after a while, he drew out a scimitar:

"Boy, you are dead today!"

"Wait a minute."

At this time, a handsome young man in white floated down from the sky: "You two, just listen to me."

He was really handsome, and when he appeared on the stage, he attracted the attention of everyone present, and made Mu Nianci's eyes shine.

Seeing him, he opened the folding fan, walked to Mu Nianci, and helped her up.

Without looking at Guo Jing and the two, he locked his eyes tightly on Mu Nianci and said, "My fair lady, a gentleman is so sweet."

Turning around, he said to the obscene monk, "Master, you are so tricky and plundering, it's a trick."

"I see the two of you, and they are not injured, why don't you let it go for my sake?"

The obscene monk sneered and said, "Who are you to say that you should just let it go?"

The young man in white raised his chin slightly, with a haughty look on his face, and said with a hint of disdain:

"I am not talented, but the young prince of Wanyan Mansion, Wanyan Kang."

Hmph, the vulgar martial arts people, just relying on their martial arts skills, they do evil.

Smiling slightly, he looked at the obscene monk provocatively: "Master, what advice do you have?" The obscene monk's face was uncertain, he didn't care about the little prince, and if he would kill him, he would flee back to Xuedaomen in the Northwest Snow Mountain.

They lived happily there for many years, and they didn't see any heroes, and the prince was destroyed by them.

It's just that this person is also a second-rank cultivation base, if he joins forces with Guo Jing to hold him back, it may not be good in the capital of the Great Jin Kingdom.

With a cold snort, he turned and left.

Wan Yankang's smile was even better, hum, little fan monk, why don't you bow your head and give in.

When he came to Mu Nianci, he leaned forward slightly, closed his eyes, and sniffed the air:
"Has anyone ever told you that your smile is charming and your body scent is... seductive."

Swish.

Mu Nianci's whole face was flushed red.

They are usually casual martial arts people, how have they ever experienced such a battle.

However, the other party was the young man in white in his dream, so he really let her.

Overwhelmed her.

Leaning back slightly, blushing: "No, no."

The corner of Wanyan Kang's mouth raised slightly, another prey was about to take the bait.