At the beginning, he became a baby and worshipped Uncle Jiu as his godfather!

There is a clear difference in realm between Ming Jin and An Jin.

If you don't feel the overall force, and can't find the whole force that bursts out quickly, it is difficult to feel the softness in the hardness.

Then you can't further master the An Jin.

So the realm of An Jin is higher than that of Ming Jin.

But this does not mean that the power of An Jin must be stronger than that of Ming Jin.

In the final analysis, it depends on who has better means, who is faster, and who has more strength.

Even if an old boxer in his eighties or nineties masters Hua Jin, it is difficult to win a strong Ming Jin boxer.

It is the truth that boxing is afraid of the young.

Of course, immortal cultivators are not included.

And Lin Yu's Ming Jin and An Jin are naturally strong enough.

This monk used his yoga skills to fight Lin Yu, and for a while, he actually went back and forth.

If it weren't for his rich fighting experience, years of wandering in the martial arts world, and his ability to adapt to changes being stronger than Lin Yu, I'm afraid this 1-month-old child would have been overturned!

The two of them fought back and forth.

Lin Yu stepped on the Bagua, and the sword followed him. He didn't catch the monk for a while, but he became stronger and stronger.

[You are fighting a strong enemy, and you are caught in the wind. Fighting experience +10, fighting experience +10...]

[After a hard battle, you have a deeper understanding of Bagua Palm, Bagua Palm experience +10, Bagua Palm experience +10...]

[Your magic power has been improved]

[Your fighting experience has been improved]

The deeper you understand, the deeper you understand.

Suddenly, you saw a flaw that you didn't see before.

It was like a blessing in mind, and a sword was sent.

The foreign monk was frightened and his hair stood on end. He quickly used yoga to stretch his already stretched arms again and bend them in a circle.

The monk's robe was cut open by the wooden sword.

It was close.

His wrist was almost cut off by a sword.

The second fight made him feel more and more wrong.

This little kid seemed more experienced in each move, and there were fewer flaws in the connection between the moves.

He actually felt that he had no way to deal with it.

He was just like a hedgehog.

Strange, is his progress really that fast?

At the beginning of the fight, it was obvious that his methods were simple and his experience was insufficient. How long has it taken for him to make up for it?

In a hurry, he dared not delay any longer.

The foreign monk was extremely angry.

How much did Lin Fengjiao spend on his precious disciple?

How much money did he spend in advance to prepare?

Why can't he use up all the golden talismans on his body?

He fiercely bombarded Lin Yu with the magic beads, and the golden light was dispersed.

Another valuable golden talisman turned into ashes.

But in a moment, the dazzling golden light ignited again, and the valuable golden talisman seemed to be free of charge.

This monk manipulated the magic spell to bombard Lin Yu frantically.

The violent bombardment made Lin Yu unable to raise his head.

He was even hit hard, and Lin Yu was smashed into a one-foot deep pit.

It was really too shameless to manipulate the magic weapon like this to fight.

It was powerful and fast.

Lin Yu really couldn't defeat the monk who was fully manipulating the magic beads with his fists and feet.

The continuous bombardment for twenty or thirty breaths was so terrifying that even the onlookers couldn't help holding their breath.

Even though they had formed a formation to reassure everyone, their morale was a little low at this moment.

After twenty or thirty breaths, the foreign monk was also a little out of breath.

His eyes were also blinded by the dust and he couldn't see the situation clearly.

He panted for a while.

The dust slowly dispersed.

Then he saw Lin Yu lying at the bottom of the deep pit, his chest heaving violently.

Obviously, his consumption was not small.

Even if he used the evil guiding technique to help him automatically operate his mana, it would take a lot of effort to continue this kind of bombardment.

He almost couldn't hold on.

Looking at the golden light at the bottom of the pit, the foreign monk was almost broken.

This little thief's mana was obviously not deep, but why couldn't he use it up?

Fighting against someone with my kung fu skills, I am afraid that I need to rely on magic power to control it, even if I need talismans to help.

My powerful magic power is more than dozens of times that of his.

But he took my full-strength attack without any damage.

As a result, both of them were panting and a little out of breath, but it was still unclear who was more tired.

It really made people feel broken!

The thief was so angry that he caused the blood to flow from his wrist.

He pulled out a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his neck, threw away the beads, and only left a rope inside.

Blood was around it.

"If it's not you who I want to kill, can't I catch you?"

He poked the drum in his hand with the bone stick and pierced the drum skin.

He tore the drum skin and stuck it to the rope.

The blood seemed to be replaced by a coagulant.

In an instant, a blood-red rope was coagulated.

It faintly emitted some auspicious light, and some black strange aura, and it was wrapped around Lin Yu in the pit.

This was the treasure that this monk had kept at the bottom of his box.

At this time, he couldn't help but feel very distressed, but it really pressed his pants to pieces.

He tore up a very useful drum skin.

This was a good drum skin that he found after visiting a little girl with good qualifications for five years.

But if he could get Lin Yu, everything would be worth it.

The foreign monk's eyes were fanatical.

This rope was wrapped around Lin Yu.

It is indeed extremely tough.

Lin Yu used his magic power to raise the peach wood sword and chopped hard, but it was like defeating leather.

The tough rope still wrapped around, tightly wrapped around the surface of the golden light spell.

This is not good, and Lin Yu is also a little panicked.

Suddenly, he thought of the invulnerable King Kong Gourd Boy. Even if he was invulnerable, he was captured by the hard and soft Yin-Yang sword.

"Golden light! Expand!"

At this time, Lin Yu did not hesitate to use his magic power.

He took the initiative to activate the golden light talisman on his body.

The golden light was strong and expanded one foot.

But it only stretched the rope a little, and still did not break the rope.

The monk was pale and obviously lost too much blood and used too much magic power.

The only treasure he has is this rope for stringing Buddhist beads.

He has kept it hidden for more than ten years and never told anyone.

This is a monk's tendon that he got by chance.

Because he got it by improper means and did not handle it in time, it was not well preserved.

He did not refine it into a magic weapon.

It only became a good magic weapon with a limited number of uses.

Not only was it stained with his own blood, but it was also fused with the drum skin and pushed by magic power, making it completely disposable.

But as long as Lin Yu is caught, everything is worth it.

The rope is connected from head to tail and has excellent ductility. It tied Lin Yu tightly, and both hands holding the sword were squeezed against his chest.

Lin Yu struggled desperately but was still helpless.

He was anxious for a while.

Although he felt some talismans in his arms, most of them were golden talismans.

There were indeed not many talismans for attack and killing.

And most of them were some evil-breaking talismans and corpse-suppressing talismans.

It was indeed that Uncle Jiu was too concerned about Lin Yu's safety, and he desperately prepared many Vajra talismans, golden talismans, and six-armor amulets.

It was like giving Lin Yu a layer of invulnerable shell.

But now he happened to encounter the hard and soft Yin-Yang sword that restrained the Vajra Calabash Boy.

There was nothing he could do.

"Hahaha! You are mine!"

Lin Yu touched his bulging chest anxiously and helplessly.

Is it really true that he can only hope that the master will defeat the enemy and come to save himself?

Even if he was caught, he could still hold on for a day or two with the amulets on his body.

But Lin Yu was not sure.

He was so anxious to fight the demon monk because he was worried that his master was not a match for Liu Zhang.

After all, it was a zombie that had been raised for eighteen years and a water corpse that Liu Zhang had kept in the past.

It was hard to say how strong it was.

The foreign monk pulled Lin Yu out of the big pit that had just been blasted.

He laughed triumphantly.

"Junior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"A Yu!"

"Master!"

Everyone shouted anxiously.

"Junior brother, I'm here to save you!"

Wencai made up his mind and rushed forward with golden light on his body.

Qiu Sheng followed closely behind.

Ren Tingting was about to follow, but was grabbed by Master Ren.

"If you don't come over, you will die in vain."

Lin Yu was held under the ribs by the foreign monk.

He shouted at everyone.

"Quickly shoot!"

Suddenly waking up from a dream, everyone immediately raised their guns and fired.

Lin Yu had too many protective spells on his body, so he was not afraid of the shooting of this ordinary rifle in a short period of time.

This has been verified just now.

The foreign monk is a flesh and blood body, and he may be able to force him to put down Lin Yu in a mess.

A burst of gunfire, and the smoke was filled.

The foreign monk was even more proud.

He jumped right and left easily and moved to a safe position before these people shot and pulled the trigger.

You don't need to be faster than the gun, just faster than these people's reaction is enough.

"Son, quickly dedicate your skin, bones, and soul to me, Buddha!"

"I will make good use of your precious body. Hahaha! Hahaha!"

"Bah! Thief Baldy is wishful thinking!"

Lin Yu twisted, and his strength was very strong.

The foreign monk had to use his magic power to control Lin Yu.

He also took a few breaths.

He had lost too much blood and consumed a lot of magic power.

It was not easy to control Lin Yu, who was full of brute force.

He had to leave quickly.

He couldn't make any more trouble.

He held Lin Yu tightly. The noble man with golden bones was different.

His body was strong.

Because he used too much force, the foreign monk felt that his ribs were squeezed by the hard Lin Yu.

"Be honest, no one can save you. This is your fate. Accept it."

After the foreign monk said this, he saw that Lin Yu really didn't move.

It seemed that he had given up resisting despair, or he didn't want to make this useless struggle anymore, waiting for the master to save him.

But even though he stopped struggling, the foreign monk still didn't dare to let go, and he used more force, even though his ribs were squeezed and hurt.

He was reluctant to let go.

Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, Ren Tingting and others were already in tears, and they were desperate.

"Master, Master, please come out!"

"Master, come and save my junior brother!"

"Uncle Jiu, help me!!"

The three people shouted desperately.

This desperate shouting could only make the foreign monk feel happy.

"Accept my fate, of course I can accept my fate, I don't think I should die."

Lin Yu suddenly laughed easily.

The foreign monk was stunned.

With a leap, he jumped from the two treetops, like a big bird, and jumped a distance of three or four feet.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, have you heard of the One Yang Finger?"

"One Yang Finger? No..."

Bang!

Bang Bang Bang! ! !

The loud sound was like thunder that startled the flying birds in the forest.

The big bird that was jumping from the tree just now was no longer as agile as before, and fell from the air with a bang.

With a bang, the two people fell to the ground.

Lin Yu was protected by golden light and did not suffer any damage. He quickly rolled on the ground twice and jumped up.

He jumped to the side and looked cautiously at the foreign monk who was lying on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth and bleeding from his body.

The two hands tied tightly to his chest were now holding a shiny black gun.

There was still some white smoke at the muzzle of the Browning M1900 that Master Ren had obtained.

The foreign monk was still a little unwilling.

He reluctantly raised his bloody finger and pointed at Lin Yu.

A bunch of blood bubbles came out of his mouth.

He couldn't make any sound at all.

But his unwillingness could be seen from his trembling body, ferocious face and eyes bigger than donkey eggs.

I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it!

I was really stupid, really.

I only knew that the security team in Renjia Town used foreign guns, but I didn't expect that Lin Yu also carried one with him.

I was really stupid, really.

He only knew that Lin Yu was tied up and couldn't move. He had no power to resist. He thought it was the nobleman's golden bones that were hitting him, but he didn't expect it was a foreign gun!

He thought Lin Yu couldn't resist, but he didn't think of keeping a little more caution, and he clamped it under his ribs.

He just sent his heart to the muzzle of Lin Yu's gun.

What a bullshit One Yang Finger! It's obviously a musket and a foreign gun!

The foreign monk stared at Lin Yu with his eyes wide open!

Why does he like to use foreign guns so much when he is a cultivator? People in the Central Plains don't have martial ethics! ! !

[You are both wise and brave, and you killed a powerful demon monk. Fighting experience +500]

[Exorcising demons and defending the way, practicing the Taoist way, professional experience +1000]

[Main profession upgraded]

[Profession: Taoist]

[Level: lv2 (Taoist)]

[Although you have just started, you have mastered the ability to become a master and become a truly qualified Taoist. You can travel around the world and help the poor. ]

[Professional level is upgraded, and mana is improved. Mana +1000]

[Mana: 173→1173]

[Obtained the magical power of the earthly evil: swordsmanship]

[Swordsmanship lv1: Comprehend the mystery of the unity of sword and qi, and kill people wherever white light appears]

Lin Yuxin made a sword flower.

But he felt that the peach wood sword in his hand was easy to operate, as if he was using his arm.

It was smoother than the Bagua Palm that he had already mastered.

Although no specific sword techniques appeared in his mind, he felt that the sword seemed to be transparent and clear.

He swung the sword twice, and it seemed that he had integrated the essence of Baguazhang's boxing into it, and used a sword technique with a Baguazhang style.

"Ayu!"

"Senior Brother!"

"Junior Brother!"

Everyone ran over from a distance, noisy.

Although the foreign monk only carried Lin Yu for a few leaps, he had already jumped out of the dense forest to a distance that was enough for ordinary people to run for a while.