Flower Master in the City

"These auras are from Huangshan Mountain, belonging to my Nie family, how can they teach others privately!"

I saw an old white-browed monk who seemed to have fallen from the sky, with a menacing aura, rushing directly in front of them in Xia.

Although the old monk had white eyebrows and beards, his posture was not old. On the contrary, he had a sturdy back and he was carrying a Zen stick.

Behind him were four or five young and strong young monks with sticks in their hands. One or two of them were quite familiar. They seemed to be called Mingji and Mingku. They were kicked by Xia before. Met up.

"Uncle San, you, why are you here?" When Nie Xiaoli saw this tall old monk with white eyebrows, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

The old monk Baimei glared at Nie Xiaoli angrily: "You still have the face to ask, even if you collude with outsiders and try to seize Huangshan's spiritual veins, you are simply unworthy to live and insult Nie's family style. Why don't you die?"

Worthy of being an old guy who has lived in his seventies or eighties, his mouth is full of feudal patriarchs.

It is normal to be able to speak such stinking words.

"Old idiot, are you looking for death? Dare to scold my stewardess wife." Xia Xia raised his eyes and looked at the old monk uncomfortably.

When the old monk Baimei heard this, his face was scornful, and he said coldly: "You are Zhang Mingtuo's apprentice, what is your name? The kid Nie Hongfei mentioned your name to me."

"Back to the abbot, his name is Xia Xia." Monk Mingji immediately reminded him.

"Yes, it's summer." The old monk Baimei nodded lightly and said, "Dare to beat Lao Na's apprentice like this. Today, even if you kneel on the ground and kowtow to beg for mercy, don't want me to let you go."

Xia Jiao curled his lips: "You have a brain disease. You should go back and wait for death, so that you can live for at least one or two days." "Heh, dare to curse your grandfather, it's so kind." The old monk Baimei coldly snorted. With a cry, his hands stretched towards Xia Xia: "However, Lao Na has no time to kill you now. First, hand over the Huangshan Spirit Veins you just took away. It can save you from death for the time being.

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"Huangshan Spirit Vessel is not yours, right." Nie Xiaoli couldn't help but retorted: "Even if you want to pay it back, it will be returned to Huangshan."

The old monk Baimei was furious and yelled: "Where can you speak, shut up!"

As soon as he raised his hand, Pu Shan's big palm slapped Nie Xiaoli's face.

"Snapped!"

With this strength, even the rock can be crushed directly.

"what!"

Sure enough, half a second later, I saw the monk named Mingji screamed, and fell on his face suddenly, and the pain passed out in an instant.

"Huh?" Seeing this situation, the old monk Baimei was stunned, and then stared at Xia angrily: "It's your kid who made a ghost. Back then, Zhang Mingtuo used similar methods. It turned out to be his apprentice, even this kind of insidious tricks. It's exactly the same." Xia Xia yawned lazily, and said disdainfully: "So you have a brain disease, and it's completely different, but I didn't even notice it at all. The master used the form of "Nine Needles" in the ghost gate. , That kind of stitch is too backward, I'm nine

You don't need it when you're old. "

"Hehe, this mouth also likes to blow up the atmosphere." The old monk Baimei sneered, "It just so happened that Zhang Mingtuo killed many of my people back then, and today I want to get some interest from you."

Xia Xia shook his head: "You idiots are counseling. The juniors who dare not repay, but dare to find enemies, do it. But unfortunately, I am more than a hundred times stronger than my master. You are looking for death."

"Let's see who died!" The old monk Baimei has no patience, and the young monk behind him said: "Set the formation, seven...six must open the heaven formation!"

Because Monk Mingji had fallen to the ground and couldn't wake up for a while, Qijue could only become Liujue.

However, the old monk Baimei felt that it didn't matter if there was one less person. Anyway, he didn't think that summer could have much strength.

At that time, Zhang Mingtuo was only good at medical acupuncture. In fact, martial arts were sparse and ordinary. How much combat power can the apprentice he teaches? "This kind of break-through is so weak that I don't even bother to take it." Xia Xia really couldn't get enough energy, turned his head and said to the golden monkey: "Hey, monkey, as long as you win these idiots, I will not only give you Huangshan Reiki, but also Heal your brain, maybe

To restore memory. "

"Are you serious?" Sister Jinsi suddenly came and pointed to Xia Jia: "No regrets!"

Xia Xiaoqi said, "I am not interested in cheating a monkey."

"That's it." Sister Jinsi was overjoyed. What she wants most now is to restore some memories, at least to remember who she is and where she came from. Otherwise, she will really become a complete one. Monkey out.

The old monk Baimei raised his hand and pointed, and shouted at his disciples: "Don't worry about her, I will clean up."

After the six young monks took their orders, they immediately dispersed and surrounded Xia Tian, ​​Nie Xiaoli and Jinsi sister. As for Huang Yi, these people were not well-cultivation enough to be seen.

Of course, the old monk Baimei could see Huang Yi, but he had other plans, so he deliberately ignored him.

"Stick up, join forces!"

Monk Mingku, who also had a swollen nose and swollen nose, suddenly yelled, picking up the stick in his hand, and stabbing the back of Xia Xia's heart first.

Summer stood still, without even looking at him.

"Great, I won't stab you to death this time!" Monk Mingku obviously wanted to take the opportunity to avenge his personal revenge, so he didn't stay at all.

It's just that the stick he stabbed out was gently grabbed by Sister Jinsi before it even touched the summer.

"This..." Monk Mingku showed a look of astonishment on his face, "You can actually hold my stick?"

"Is your stick heavy? Why can't you hold it?" Sister Jinsi glared at Monk Mingku, then turned and swept him out with her tail.

Seeing this, several other people also reacted accordingly, and the five iron rods smashed at sister Jinsi from all directions.

"Is she in danger?" Nie Xiaoli couldn't help feeling a little worried as he watched this situation.

Xia Xia said indifferently: "Stewardess wife, don't worry, they are not the opponents of the female monkey. The real danger is not her, but..."

"Who is it?" Nie Xiaoli asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's him." Xia Xia turned slightly and looked at Huang Yi.

Nie Xiaoli also turned around and looked over, and saw that the old monk Baimei appeared behind Huang Yi sometime, and immediately exclaimed, "Be careful, behind you!"

"Huh?" Huang Yi's heart shuddered, and he also felt a life-and-death crisis, his face couldn't help but change color, but it was too late to dodge at this time.

"I want to avoid it, it's too late!" The old monk white eyebrows filled his palms with a black air, suddenly turned his palms into claws, and clasped Huang Yi's throat with his backhand.

Huang Yi was sad and angry. If he hadn't been trapped for hundreds of years and his body and soul were weak, how could he be pinched by such a mortal.

"Haha, that magic dragon is gone, I can't let you run too." After the old monk Baimei succeeded, he couldn't help but laughed, "Although the aura in your body is only one-third of the original, it is enough. I'm used to it."

"You family of Nie, you have been blessed by Huangshan for generations. That's how you avenge your revenge?" Huang Yi realized that he couldn't escape the opponent's hand, and was shocked again: "Who did you learn this soul control technique from?"

The old monk Baimei laughed: "Naturally, the adult taught him. Haven't you learned his methods."

"Sure enough, it's him again." Huang Yi said bitterly, and muttered to himself: "It's just that you don't feel complacent, he is just using your Nie family line, and you will surely die in his hands after it's done. "

The old monk Baimei said indifferently: "Huh, of course Lao Na knows, but as long as I absorb you cleanly, it won't be certain who will kill and who will be."

"It's another idiot who wants to eat a fart." Hearing these words, Xia couldn't help but laugh. "Stewardess wife, if you want to be in charge of Nie's house, you must get rid of this kind of brain disease." "Hehe, I still want to take charge of the Nie family, little girl film, what are you." The old monk Baimei was very disdainful and yelled: "The Nie family belongs to me. After I recover from my cultivation, I will break through a few more levels. , When the time comes, Nie Yuntian’s dog will be slaughtered

West, then ascend the position of Patriarch. Under my leadership, the Nie family will surely become the world's No. 1 family, so why do you need to live in such a shabby place. "

"Huangshan is not a broken place, you are the one who broke!" Nie Xiaoli retorted categorically, "You are not even worthy of being a human being. Now looking back, I will be imprisoned in Yunxian Temple for my entire life. I can also ask summer to let you go. "Lao Na has no time to talk nonsense with you, now I have to get what should belong to me!" The old monk Baimei was too lazy to listen, but was just buying some time so that he could prepare in advance. He had a hunch about that adult. Coming soon, he must catch

Time is tight.

As he said, the black energy in his palm skyrocketed instantly, and soon he wrapped Huang Yi's body.

"Forbidden Soul Demon Breaker, break it for me!"

Not long after, wisps of green fresh air were seen continuously being drawn from Huang Yi's body.

"Summer, you help me stop him." Nie Xiaoli had no other choice but to ask for help from Xia Xiaoli.

Xia Xia hugged Nie Xiaoli's slender waist, and said lightly: "Stewardess wife, don't worry, the good show is still behind, just watch it first."

Nie Xiaoli still looked confused and panicked: "If the Huangshan Spirit Vessel is sucked away, the consequences will be unimaginable. How can I not be in a hurry?"

"Stewardess wife, you relax first." Xia Xiaoli breathed in a ray of ice and fire to Nie Xiaoli, instantly calming her down.

Nie Xiaoli felt a refreshing breath in his body, and his mood really eased. On the other side, the old monk Baimei was already digesting the aura that poured into his body, and laughed wildly: "Yes, this is the feeling, this is power, this is power. When I have this power, whether it is Nie Yuntian, or Zhang Ming

Tu, or anyone else, will become my defeated man and die in my hands, hahaha... eh? "

After a few moments of laughter, the brow peaks of the old monk Baimei suddenly wrinkled, and then his eyes popped out, as if he was about to explode.

"He is..." Nie Xiaoli was taken aback by the situation. "Aura is not something anyone can absorb if they want to." Xia Xia yawned lazily, "This idiot doesn't understand this truth, so he is purely seeking his own death."