Medicinal Immortal

Seeing the mercenary man smashing his fist, Tangning narrowed his eyes and avoided him with a smile. While turning sideways, he stretched out his feet to stir him, and saw that he could not hold back his feet and rushed forward. Into a small mud pit.

"what!"

The mercenary man exclaimed, trying to stabilize his body, but he couldn't help falling forward with his center of gravity, and fell directly face down into the small mud pit, smearing the wet mud on his face.

"Bah! Bah bah!"

He spit out the mud he had eaten in his mouth, turned his head angrily, but saw the little monk standing there with his hands folded and looking at him with a smile.

"Amitabha Buddha, a benefactor, makes money with harmony, and it is not the work of a gentleman to act rough."

Tangning smiled, looking at the mercenary man who had been planted twice in a row, the brushwork on his face deepened a bit.

"Little monk! Who are you? Dare to take care of our nostalgia!" The mercenary men walked over, pushed away the surrounding villagers, and directly surrounded the little monk in the middle.

Because he is a mercenary who has experienced on the road, he has a fierce aura, plus a few stout figures and strong muscles on his arms, it looks even more fierce.

"The little monk with a bald head is naturally a person in Buddhism." She said in a gentle voice, looking at them and said: "It's not that I want to be a monk, but I am not a hero."

Several mercenary men sneered and stared at the little monk and said, "Since you have come up with this limelight, don't blame us for being polite!" As soon as the voice fell, he stepped forward and prepared to do it, but listened to the little monk. The voice came again.

"Wait!"

Tangning shouted, watching them stop, and then said with a smile: "Several benefactors, please think twice and behave well. You need to know that you are not my opponent, if you fight, you will have no eyes on your fists and feet. Several donors."

"Hahahahaha!"

Hearing what the little monk said, several people couldn't help but raised their heads and laughed out loud. The laughter was full of breath with a trace of spiritual energy spread in the air, and the laughter stopped abruptly in the next moment.

"The little monk has a big tone! We want to learn some monks' tricks! Give it to me!" The headed mercenary man sipped, and let the surrounding mercenary men step forward.

"drink!"

A few mercenary men squeezed their fists forward and waved towards the little monk. The villagers around were all worried about him and squeezed a cold sweat for him, worried that he was not an opponent of those mercenaries, and worried that he would be killed by those mercenaries. The soldiers were disabled.

Unexpectedly, the next scene shocked and rejoiced them.

Tangning didn’t hide. Seeing them attack, she greeted him. At the same time he stepped forward, he stretched his hand to clasp one of them’s shoulders, and twisted his other hand from his shoulder, directly touching his shoulder. The bone shrank.

"Hi! Ah!"

The sound of a pig-killing sound resounded fiercely, making Situ and the others who were approaching here couldn't help being surprised.

"What's going on? Why does it sound like someone is fighting?" Yin Qianze said, looking a short distance ahead, and smiled: "Is it really a fight? There are a lot of people around!"

Ye Feibai shook the fan in his hand and ran into the wind, and smiled: "Could it be someone who ran into our Master Tang?"

Upon hearing this, several people looked at each other and couldn't help but smile: "That's really possible, go, go and see!"