The shopkeeper of the chicken feather shop said oh and quietly went to the kitchen to prepare pancakes.

When Tang Bujing saw Chu Kuangdao's style, he thought that he was worthy of being the master of martial arts in the world, and even eating so domineeringly. Seeing everyone looking at him, he raised his chest and said proudly, "Why, you can't you want twenty cakes? Have you ever seen such a edible food?"

Everyone looked at Baolu again, and they were no longer surprised.

Someone asked: "Eat alone?"

Tang Bujing hummed and said, "No, you can take it away if you can't eat it. I'm not ready to pay any money."

Everyone laughed, Chu Kuangdao looked around and saw that he was dressed strangely and had a ferocious face, especially the scar on his face, which looked like a fierce and evil spirit, turned his head one after another, not daring to look at him.

Chu Kuangdao frowned, "We are from the world, and we don't pay for food. Wouldn't we behave like those rascals?"

Tang Bujing said carefully, "Master, we have no money."

The shopkeeper brought up twenty pancakes. There were strange things every year, and this year there were a lot. Given that the monk Baolu had just made a comeback, he didn't dare to say anything to eat them in one go, and he didn't have to pay or something. He smiled and said, "Two guests, please use them slowly."

Chu Kuangdao asked, "How much does it cost?"

"Small transactions, a total of forty cents."

Chu Kuangdao looked at Tang Bujing. Tang Bujing turned out his sleeve bag and was empty. Chu Kuangdao reached into his arms. The shopkeeper thought he was going to pay, so he went to pick it up with both hands, but Chu Kuangdao stopped.

"Forty-months, isn't it a little?"

The shopkeeper thought he was very lucky today, and he sold a few cakes, and he thought the price was low. It seemed that he had met a financial owner. He coughed twice, "In fact, the original price is four taels of silver. If you are willing to give me a favor, one tael of silver is fine!"

Chu Kuang said, "Ten taels!"

The shopkeeper almost jumped up excitedly and waved his hand, "No, five liang is enough."

Chu Kuangdao said again, "Twenty taels!"

The shopkeeper was about to kneel down and kowtow, "Sure, twenty is twenty!"

Chu Kuangdao took out a dozen papers from his arms, and with the dim light, it seemed that the style was a silver note from the Merchants Bank. He pulled out one from the top, "I originally prepared it for Li Qiuyi, the price is cheaper for you. One hundred taels, find money!"

The shopkeeper said, "Our store can't make ten taels of silver a year, where can we find it?" He took it and saw that it was a ghost currency. He immediately drooped his face, but when he saw Chu Kuangdao's fierce look, he smiled bitterly, "This guest, you are a ghost currency."

Chu Kuangdao said unhappily, "Isn't ghost money money?"

"It's true that the money is, but I have no place to spend it?"

Chu Kuangdao waved his hand and the treasure sword was unsheathed. Seeing this, the shopkeeper ran out of the store. A cold light flashed, and a scream came from outside the door. The shopkeeper's head fell to the ground and his body ran forward three or four feet before he fell to the ground and died.

Chu Kuangdao sat down, picked up a cake, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Tang Bujing went to the counter and searched for a long time, but only two hangs of copper coins and three or four qians of broken silver. When he saw everyone, he was so scared that he dared not speak out and sneered, "Don't watch the fun, you will have a share of everyone, each of them will have a ounce of silver."

Everyone saw Chu Kuangdao's method of killing people without blinking. Although they were reluctant, they all took out the money obediently. Tang Bujing didn't know Baolu. Seeing that Baolu ignored him, he asked, "Monk, where is your money?" Baolu rolled his eyes, "No money!"

Tang Bujing looked at Baolu, "Your Zen Staff is good, how much money can it be worth."

He reached out to grab the Zen Staff. Baolu said to you, throw it at Tang Bujing. The Zen Staff weighed hundreds of pounds, and Tang Bujing was caught off guard and did not catch it. He leaned back. If he hit him, he would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Chu Kuang grabbed the sword in the air and grabbed the Zen staff in his hand.

When Baolu saw that the treasure stick was robbed, he was angry. Regardless of whether it was an opponent or not, he shouted, "Give me back my Zen stick!" He took a step forward and punched Chu Kuangdao's face.

Bang!

The fist was three inches away from Chu Kuangdao, and it was as if it had hit an iron plate. With a roar, the fist force dispersed around, and Baolu hit backwards. The wall of the chicken feather shop was made of yellow mud and straw, and it was not strong at all. Baolu collapsed with a bang.

Seeing this, the diners didn't care about the salute and fled everywhere.

Monk Baolu has a thick skin and a natural power of dragon and elephant. He practiced the Vajra body. Although he has not achieved great success, ordinary master Zhixuan is not his opponent. However, Chu Kuangdao is a top figure in the world's martial arts and great elephant realm. He has the ability to change the rules of space, so how can he compete with it?

Since his debut, Baolu has always been beaten by others, so he can't get beaten. He is simple-minded and doesn't care. He gets up, spits out, and swings his fist. The fist wind is like a storm, and his whole body is covered with a red light, and the ragged monk robe is automatically windless.

Chu Kuangdao showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The fist rushed over again.

Chu Kuang's sword suddenly moved, and he rushed forward, and a single fist was shot out, as fast as lightning, passing through the air, facing Baolu's fist.

boom!

Baolu was knocked out again.

Tang Bujing had just gotten up and fell backwards.

Xiao Jinyan could not resist this kind of divine power, and quickly walked back three or four feet.

After Chu Kuang's sword landed, his body shook slightly. This punch made him feel uncomfortable.

"It's you!" Chu Kuangdao sneered, "Twenty years ago, your Dharma body was damaged. I thought it would be scattered. I didn't expect that the bald donkey Liqun actually found you a dragon-elephant body. Now that your cultivation has not yet recovered, God is really helping me! Haha!"

Twenty years ago, the battle between Chu Ming was fierce, and the victory and defeat was hard to tell. The Emperor Fuhu Venerable of the Jialan Temple in Luoyang rushed to the Chu Palace with one man's strength. He used a Emperor Fuhu Spear to seriously injure the emperor, and killed more than ten Great Chu royal families, turning the situation around in one fell swoop. Western Chu was not willing to be outdone, and sent five Tongxiang to lead a hundred Great Chu masters to chase and kill them. Finally, the Emperor Fuhu Venerable was trapped at Hengduan Mountain. The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and finally died in Hengduan Mountain.

The State of Chu cut off the head of Venerable Fuhu, and it is still hanging under the gate of the imperial city.

This Huhu Venerable is indeed an extraordinary person. After he died in battle, a trace of soul remained on his body. Master Liqun of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang was taken away with a rope for the immortals and offered it to the Jialan Hall of the White Horse Temple. Five years later, an abandoned baby was thrown at the door of the White Horse Temple. Liqun took him in and named him Baolu. This Baolu was smart and deeply attracted the joy of the people in the temple. When he was three years old, Baolu accidentally entered the Jialan Hall and accidentally untied the rope for the bound fairys. Since then, he fell seriously ill. After waking up, he looked stupid and confused all day long, causing trouble.

Everyone thought he had become a fool, but only Li Qun knew the reason. Three months ago, Baolu suddenly became enraged and accidentally killed Amitabha in the temple. The monks were angry. Li Qun had no choice but to drive Baolu out of his master's sect and ordered him to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Without permission, he was not allowed to enter the world again.

Unexpectedly, by chance, he and Xiao Jinyan got together, and he didn't expect that he would meet Chu Kuangdao tonight.

Chu Kuangdao was one of the Tongxiang masters who chased and killed Venerable Fuhu. He was also the royal family of Chu. He knew a lot about the secrets. When he first saw Baolu, he became suspicious. After a try, he became more convinced that this monk Baolu was reincarnated by Venerable Fuhu and had the idea of ​​killing him.

After Baolu landed, he roared and his whole body suddenly increased. He was half a head shorter than Xiao Jinyan, but now he was more than meter away. His eyes were red and his body emitted a red light. He supported the ground with both hands, smashed a big pit on the ground, stood up slowly, and made a fist mark of a tiger-suppressing Arhat with both fists.

The red light surged, the precious road was shrouded in it, and a tiger roar came from the sky.

Behind Baolu, a red light turned into a fierce tiger with a red light of five or six feet. He suddenly moved, jumped into the air, and rushed towards Chu Kuangdao.

Chu Kuang Dao did not dare to hold it big. The treasure knife in his hand was unsheathed, and the true energy of his body soared, his hair ends were upside down, and the bells sounded.

He released the law space, intending to trap Baolu in his own space, and then kill Baolu in his rule space. Baolu was not afraid at all, his fist was like a tiger's claw, and suddenly swung out, tearing out a gap in his space, jumping into it, and coming to Chu Kuang's sword. If he grabbed it tightly, he might tear Chu Kuang's sword into two halves.

Today's Chu Kuangdao has been practicing the Great Elephant Realm for twenty years, and has practiced the Kuangdao mental method to the ninth level. If he hadn't been worried about the legend, he might have already jumped out of the three realms. He was expressionless and had a treasure sword crossed and took the grab with his sword face.

This is a contest between experts in Tongxiang Realm, a contest between strength and space laws.

There are no dazzling moves, only competitions between hard power.

The winner is about to be decided.

Ao Wow!

Baolu was like a kite with a broken string, falling ten feet away, smashing a big hole on the ground, life and death were unknown.

Chu Kuang's sword fell to the ground, and his whole body swayed. On the sword, two traces were captured by Baolu.

puff.

Chu Kuangdao spat out a mouthful of blood, and he held the ground with the knife and barely stopped.

After a moment, a pair of big hands stretched out from the deep pit. Monk Baolu climbed out, his figure had returned to its original state, and he looked like he had been confused before. Chu Kuangdao breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the treasure sword, and came to the deep pit.

Chu Kuangdao raised the knife and sneered, "Twenty years ago, I killed you once. Tonight, I will kill you again. See if you still have three heads and six arms."

Xiao Jinyan knew that he was not his opponent and didn't want to stand out, but Ru Baolu was in danger, and he didn't care about anything else and shouted, "Stop!"

The lights in the chicken feather shop were dim before, and Xiao Jinyan deliberately hid, Tang Bujing did not recognize him. At this moment, he saw Xiao Jinyan stop him and shouted, "Master, this person is the evil Xiao Jinyan mentioned to you by my disciple!"

Chu Kuangdao looked at Xiao Jinyan, "You were you talking just now?"

Xiao Jinyan raised his head and met his gaze, "That's it!"

Neither of them was willing to give in. Since Chu Kuangdao achieved great martial arts, no one dared to look at him like this. Seeing that this young man had poor martial arts skills, he was very brave, and asked, "What did you say just now?"

Xiao Jinyan said word by word, "I'll let you stop!"

"Hahaha!"

Chu Kuangdao smiled at the sky, "You are the first one in the world who dares to talk to me like this!"
Chapter completed!