Tang Ning looked at the iron rod that was waving down at her, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The next moment, he reached out and buckled the iron rod that was waving down by the man, and buckled the hand that pinched the other person's wrist and exerted force. The man screamed, and the iron rod in his hand also released and fell into her palm.

"It's quite heavy!"

She said with a pulling the corner of her mouth, holding the iron stick and turning around and hitting it hard on the man's leg.

"Click!"

"ah!"

The sound of the bone breaking sounded, and the man's sharp scream was even more shrill. The arrogant man knelt down because his leg bone was broken. The cold sweat of bean beads oozed out from his forehead, his face turned pale, and his body twitched due to the sudden and severe pain. The scream finally turned silent because it was so painful that he couldn't scream.

"Does it hurt?"

Tang Ning asked with a smile, lifted his wilted head with an iron rod, looked at his pale face, and said, "That's all right now? Don't lie to me."

Her delicate and outstanding eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, like a naughty child, looking thoughtful, and asked, "Would you like to break your hand next? Or your other leg?"

"Little bald donkey! You dare! Ah..."

The man gritted his teeth and provoked him ignorantly. As soon as he finished speaking, the iron rod slammed down again. The moment he shot down his arm with a bang, the man screamed, as if something had broken in his body, but was covered by the crackling sound of the broken bones. At that moment, it was impossible to detect it.

The man's shrill screamed, which shocked the few people who were stunned by this scene and suddenly came back to their senses and shouted angrily.

"Kill him for me!" The men holding iron sticks shouted angrily, carried the iron sticks forward and waved at the little monk.

"Kill him? How can you do it! It's not good to fight and kill."

Tang Ning shook his head, stared at the people running over and smiled: "But if you want to fight, I can accompany you." The iron stick turned in his hand and rushed out with her figure.

"Bang!"

"Click! Ah..."

The sound of the iron rod shooting down, the sound of bones breaking, and the screams filled the ears of the inn guests. The guests who retreated to the corner for fear of being affected, watched the little monk wielding the iron rod and hitting them one by one, suppressing those people, making those people screaming with no power to fight back, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

Are all the young monks so cruel nowadays?

No, no, I can't say that they are cruel. Is it so hard to fight? In their impression, don't the little monks eat vegetarian food and recite scriptures? How can this little monk be so unique?

But what happened that they wanted to slap high and cheer?

"Ah! My cultivation level! My cultivation level has been abolished!"

The scream sounded, which contained panic, horror and despair. Compared to the broken bones, the most terrifying and unacceptable thing was to be destroyed.

They have so many enemies outside. If they don’t have the strength to cultivate, can they still survive?

"Ah! My cultivation is gone...my cultivation is..."

"No! I don't believe it! This is not true! This is not true!"
Chapter completed!