The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Master Ben Hui has a good reputation in the martial arts of the Western Regions, but the world only knows that Master Ben Hui has high martial arts skills and a high level of Dharma practice. He once fought evenly with eminent monks from Shaolin in the Western Regions in a debate meeting.

But few people know that Master Benhui's murderous nature is not small at all.

In the words of Master Benhui, using killing to protect the Tao is not a kind of practice of Buddhism?

Since Murong Bai has entrusted him with the important task of being the instructor, guarding the safety of the buildings outside has also become Master Benhui's responsibility.

Tonight, he blocked the barrier alone in this alley, and he came here full of murderous intentions, so how could he show mercy?

The Zen staff fluttered and howled miserably.

Corresponding to the Yingge Yanyu and the drunken gold fans coming from the building outside the building just across an alley, it brings out a different kind of poignant beauty.

Only a moment later, as Master Ben Hui put away the blood-stained Zen stick again, all the masked people who came here tonight, including several masters raised by the Cuihua Tower, were all down in a pool of blood. Not a single one survived.

"Amitabha."

Calling the Buddha's name again, Master Benhui didn't even look at the scene of Shura in front of him.

He turned around resolutely, turned his head and walked in the direction of the building outside the building.

His work is done.

Chapter 158 The Uninvited Guest

Chapter 158

The night wind was as cold as frost.

In front of the window sill on the top floor of Cuihua Building, Alada, the proprietor of Cuihua Building of mixed Mongolian and Semu descent, and the old mother of Cuihua Building, waited quietly for the moment when the building outside the building collapsed.

Time, minute by minute.

The lights in the distance are still bright, and the silk, bamboo and string music faintly passed into the ears, and there is no intention of stopping at all.

Alada's eyes, which were originally holding Zhizhu, gradually became a little more worried.

Arada, as the behind-the-scenes proprietor of Cuihua Building, has been in business for many years, but has a lot of connections with many high officials in the court.

But how could those dignitaries in the court who were fed up by themselves on weekdays go against the emperor's confidant like Turigen for the sake of a mere inferior mixed race.

Clenching his fists unconsciously, Arada fixed his eyes on the location of the building outside the building.

In his heart, Arada knew very well a long time ago that if he couldn't take the risk now, he would wipe out Louwailou's competitor with a thunderbolt.

Then, when Lou Wai Lou really gained a firm foothold with the support of Turigen, I am afraid that there is only one way to leave this Chang'an city sadly.

why?

Arada was puzzled, based on his understanding of the masters in his family and the skills of those quacks whom he paid a lot of money to hire.

It's just to deal with a small building outside the building, why hasn't it succeeded until now?

Arada had already gone to investigate, inside and outside the building, but there was absolutely no Mongolian cavalry sent by Turigen to guard it!

"Why don't you do it?!"

He raised his fist and slammed it hard towards the window sill in front of him, even if the splashed wooden thorns pierced his palm, he couldn't see it at all.

All of Arada's thoughts had already been put on the side of the building outside the building at this time, but he didn't know that the blood dripping on his right hand at this time had frightened the old mother of Cuihualou who was waiting on the side.

The old mother took half a step forward, took out her silk handkerchief and wanted to bandage Arada's wound, her lips parted, and the words of concern and greetings were about to spit out from her throat.

But at this moment, a slightly frivolous sneer suddenly came into the old mother's ears clearly and loudly, which shocked her.

What reached the old mother of Cuihualou was the smile of a young man.

"I said, do you really think those trash you sent out are so powerful?"

Accompanied by laughter, a handsome young man in white suddenly appeared outside the window sill where Arada and the old mother were facing each other.

Even though there were two people blocking the window, the figure of the man in white only swayed slightly. When Arada and the old mother heard his laughter again, the man in white was already sitting in the rocking chair in the room. superior.

Seeing this scene, Arada's pupils shrank suddenly.

He has met many Jianghu people, and under his command, he has also raised many Jianghu masters to protect the safety of Cuihua Tower and himself on weekdays.

Even though Alada didn't know martial arts, but just looking at the lightness of the young man in white at this time, he knew that among the masters he raised, not even one could compare with the young man in white in front of him.

But fortunately, Alada has been in the business world for many years, and the city is extremely deep, and she is not like the old mother beside her. Seeing the ghost-like skills of the young man in white, she was already frightened and collapsed on the ground.

Arada set her sights on the skills of the young man in white in front of her, and began to size them up quietly.

I happened to meet the smiling eyes of the young man in white, and the words from the young man in white were so cold that there was almost no emotion at all, "It's still you now, and you can't wait to ask this young man to do it, okay?" To meet up with your partners in Huangquan?"

Hearing the words Huang Quan reunited, and feeling the strong murderous aura emanating from the young man in white, the old mother was completely paralyzed on the ground, her body could not help but tremble.

Arada, however, was still able to think about the situation at hand, and he still had the idea to rely on his tongue to earn a way out for himself who was on the verge of death unexpectedly tonight.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Alada stared at the young man in white in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

At such a time as tonight, Arada came here full of murderous intent, almost without having to think about it, he could guess the origin of the person in front of him.

But he still asked such a question, because in his heart, there was still a little extravagant hope even if it was just in case.

As long as it wasn't revenge from the building outside the building, then the chance of surviving would be increased by at least [-]% out of thin air!

After asking, Arada fixedly stared at the young man sitting on his rocking chair, who was laughing at him with his legs crossed, and waited for his answer to him.

Of course, this young man with outstanding accomplishments is the Silver Fox Young Master from the Western Regions.