Lin Yihang's life and death are uncertain. Now, Xuan Qingzi is the number one combat force in the Lin family group. If he loses in this battle, he will die without saying that he will be killed. People will also think that the Lin family group is weak and will make many hungry wolves who were originally worried and wandering.

Therefore, this battle can only be won, not lose! Moreover, you must win beautifully.

After Xuan Qingzi came out of Shuncheng, he went directly north and went to the capital to invite his old friend Master Zhenyi.

"So, donor Lin doesn't even know whether he is alive or dead?"

Naturally, Xuan Qingzi would not hide the truth from his old friend, so he told the truth. After hearing this, Master Zhenyi's face changed slightly.

In this way, Lin Yihang is really missing, and even the news of his death is likely to be true.

"I don't know!" Xuan Qingzi shook his head, "But I believe that Master's good fortune will turn bad luck into good fortune!"

"Amitabha!" Monk Zhenyi chanted for a long time.

As an old antique who has lived for more than 150 years, what has he never seen?

"The Bermuda Triangle is indeed dangerous. I personally visited and did not encounter the so-called anti-physical phenomenon. However, based on my intuition, I also felt palpitations in the situation at that time. This intuition is absolutely impossible. If Donor Lin was really unfortunate to encounter anti-physical phenomenon in that place... I am afraid there will be danger and it is possible."

Monk Zhenyi said in a deep voice.

Xuan Qingzi was displeased when he heard this. Although he knew this was the truth, he felt unhappy when he didn't like the master's words and fell into his ears. The old Taoist priest raised his eyebrows:

"You old bald donkey, the old Taoist is here to ask you for help, not asking you to speculate on the good or bad of my master. How about it, are you helping me if you are so busy? Or, is it because you are afraid of the poisonous substance of the surrender master and dare not go with me?"

"snort!"

The old monk snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, and looked very disdainful. "You misogyny! You are using this childish provocation method with me? I have decided to go with you long ago, not because of your provocation method. I am also acquainted with donor Lin. Donor Lin is very good at being young, regardless of skills or character, and is rare in the present. It can be said that he is a dragon and phoenix among people. I can't help but admire him. Do something for donor Lin, I am willing!"

The old monk stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

Lin Yihang came to the museum to get the Siyang Fangzun and Simuwu Ding. As the guardian, the monk and Taoist sides not only did not become enemies, but instead won favor.

Xuan Qingzi looked proud, "Hahaha, you old bald donkey have some vision!"

He and Master Zhenyi have been together for decades and have a good understanding of each other's personalities. This is the first person who can make Monk Zhenyi praise him so sincerely.

"Second," the old monk's eyes flashed with a cold light, and it was a stern look. "The art of surrendering the head is just a barbarian and outspoken, and actually shouted to me, the Chinese people. If you don't deal with him, it will make people think that there is no one in China. It doesn't matter if you, the old master, loses, but you are the face of our Chinese martial arts world!"

"Hahaha, OK! I am worthy of being my old friend of Xuan Qingzi for many years!"

Xuan Qingzi laughed, with a touch of emotion in his eyes. Because he knew that although the old monk said this, he was actually willing to travel far away from the ocean. Most of the time it was because of his own reasons, he was worried about himself.

What's so for the sake of the martial arts world, these are all excuses.

The old monk has been guarding the museum for decades and has long been very frank about fame and fortune. If there were indeed foreign invasions and raging in China, he might have taken action.

Someone was clamoring in Thailand... If Xuan Qingzi hadn't invited him, the old monk would definitely have no reason to take action.

One monk and one Taoist, we will set off soon.

This is a master of the Chinese martial arts world. If there is a fair duel, anyone can beat Basong and others. Now, for the sake of winning, they will work together. In this way, any means and tricks of the enemy will be joked in front of both of them.

...

Basong Village, Thailand.

It is well-known and has a long history. However, it has always been silent. Apart from the surrender, few people come.

The Sword Master is the pride of the people of Thailand and Myanmar, and is an existence that many people admire but dare not approach. Because of the Sword Master's horror and most of them are strange in nature, if ordinary people interact with him, they may die if they have few disagreements.

Therefore, ordinary people’s psychology about the surrender can be said to be very contradictory.

However, the Basong Village has become lively recently. In addition to some pilgrimage sects, more tourists gather around the village, and many of them are even foreigners.

Xuan Qingzi faced Basong on behalf of Lin's Manor... This news attracted the attention of many people. All those who had good intentions and malicious intentions towards the Lin's group were concerned about the result of this battle and sent people to wait near Basong Village, as if they wanted to witness the entire battle process and convey the accurate results back as soon as possible.

A monk appeared one by one!

Walking on the morning sunshine, walking on the small and earthy paths in the forest. The big sleeves are floating, and the feet are not occupied, and the fairy style is like a traitor.

"There are many local mice that look at their heads and minds. They must come to explore the reality of this battle. After a while, they must win simply and be beautiful. If the master is not here, I will also show the prestige of the Lin Group!"

Xuan Qingzi said with a loud voice.

"Just let go of the power, I will help you!"

Master Zhenyi's calm tone revealed domineeringness.

"Hahaha, OK! Our brothers join forces to measure the level of the surrender! Basong, my Xuan Qingzi is here, come out and die soon!"

Xuan Qingzi laughed loudly, and the second half of the sentence was to roar with internal force, and a clear voice echoed among the mountains and forests.

In the holy house, Basong suddenly opened his eyes. His body, which was originally sitting cross-legged, stood up.

Dong!

Behind him, a heavy footstep, the tower-like giant followed him with a step, loyally following him.

Outside the holy house, there were dozens of futons in total, and on each futon, there was a husband in a yellow cloth sitting cross-legged.

These surrender masters are all elites from Thailand and Myanmar. They are a group of people standing at the peak of the surrender master world. Master Basong appeared and these people took the initiative to vote. In a few days, a large number of people had gathered. There was no need to summon them at all.

Basong's status and identity in the world of the surrendered master is like half a god. It is an honor to be a surrendered master.

"You dare to be rude to the master! Damn it!"

"Not everyone deserves the master's attack!"

When he heard Xuan Qingzi calling Master Basong's name directly, the loyal believers immediately became furious. Without the master's instructions, someone had already greeted him and was about to teach the person a lesson.

Lin Yihang took a strong move in Basong Village, and some people were scared. However, this fear was only aimed at Lin Yihang, facing others... the sacrificial masters returned to their former arrogance.

All the things are ripe!

Some of the surrenders were furious and didn't know how to use the means to activate the poison. The dense grass around them was filled with sounds, and the smell was stinking.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Zhenyi chanted a long roar and took the initiative. With a wave of his sleeves, a gust of wind swept across, like a strong wind storming the leaves. The surrounding plants and trees and poisonous insects hiding in it were all blown away. Most of them were even killed by the strong wind, and the poisonous blood was flying, and the smell was extremely smelly.

At the same time, Master Zhenyi did not attack the other poisonous insects anymore, but flashed his body and turned into a afterimage, rushing directly into the crowd of the surrender masters.

"Shit-"

The poisonous snake Nobuko's voice swept, and the black shadows shot towards Master Zhenyi.

Everyone present was the most elite slasher. He was powerful and responded quickly. He controlled the poisonous insects to fight back as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, their enemy is Master Zhenyi! With more than 150 years of cultivation, strong internal strength, and the Qi is like a physical body to defend around them. Which poisonous insects are bounced away before they get close to them.

puff!

Master Zhenyi had already entered the crowd, and he took action without any mercy. He printed out with a palm. He was the first to be a fat head master in the chest, screamed and threw his body away like straw.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Master Zhenyi has a white monk's robe with long beards and a figure like a god, but he is merciless when he takes action. Every time he tries, he will see blood, and someone will throw it away without knowing life and death.

The qi protects the body, and is invincible to all poisons, and is invulnerable to swords and guns... The methods of the surrender are useless in front of him.

"Wow!"

Just after Master Zhenyi swept through forcefully, he suddenly cried a baby and the ground under his feet shook slightly.

Master Zhenyi felt something, and his toes were a little on the ground, and his whole body jumped up.

Just as his body left the ground, a ray of earth dragon rose into the sky and swept towards him.

"Well!"

Master Zhenyi took a breath and stepped down with his foot, his energy was stern.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the earth dragon was hit head-on and fell to the ground like a pop.

boom!

The huge impact force directly plowed a gully more than one meter deep and seven or eight meters long on the ground, and dust evaporated.

"Wow!"

Then, another baby cry, and a black shadow flew out of the dust and smoke with a "swoosh".

clatter!

Descend to the ground with both feet.

I saw that this was a child who looked seven or eight years old, more than one meter tall... But if you look at it again, you will find that this "child" only had a child's appearance, and his whole body was black. His body surface was not covered with skin, but rather a hard shell. What was particularly terrifying was that his face, his eyes were big and unconscious, like a dead fish; his teeth were exposed, which was obviously much longer than ordinary people's teeth... extremely ferocious.

Master Zhenyi landed more than ten meters away, looking at the "child" with a serious face. Just now, his foot was full of strength, and even the steel would collapse and leave footprints. However, even though he stepped on the "child"'s chest, the other party was just knocked away without any injury. This defense was simply more than the copper-skinned iron bones.

This alone forced Master Zhenyi to treat it seriously. What's more, seeing this weird little ghost with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, his attack power is obviously not weak.

It seems that this trip is a bit more difficult than I thought! (To be continued...)

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