"Um!"

Monk Wude fell to the ground and still groaned, his face slightly pale, and he sighed, "It seems that you have learned well in the Pojun Academy over the years."

His left arm fell to the ground, and blood rushes down the wound.

After saying this, Monk Wude sealed his acupoints.

Takiyu's eyes showed disbelief, which was extremely complicated, "Why don't you stop it?"

Monk Wude said, "If I hadn't brought you into the school, I wouldn't have happened today. This left arm was owed to you by the old monk."

Takiyu's eyes were a little red, as if they were angry and painful, "Then what if I took your life just now?"

Monk Wude said, "That old monk owes you this life."

Taki Yu's sleeves were swaying and murmured: "After all, you are stopping me!"

Then he shouted: "I'm stopping me!"

He looked crazy, "But do you think this would offset the hatred in my heart? Even she is dead. In this world, I will be willing to die no matter who dies!"

The Chengying Sword hit the chest of the monk Wude, "Three swords have passed, you no longer owe me! Let's do it, today, let's see if you can save this Princess Mingzhu."

"good."

Monk Wude nodded gently.

The sword moved again.

And the monk Wude really started to take action and no longer gave in.

He had no weapons, but he had a golden bell cover all over his body, making the sword shadows all over the sky like they were trapped in mud.

Takiyu followed by one sword after another.

Monk Wude did not hurry or slow down, and pointed with one hand, constantly bounced away Chengying that was pierced into the golden bell cover.

Huang Liujia and others were forced to retreat continuously by the spirit and artistic conception to the corner of the inn. Wu Amiao ran to the opposite side of the street.

In fact, at this time, Huang Liujia could have left with Turando with him. However, he did not do so.

Monk Wude broke his arms to save them, so they naturally could not keep him here. Not to mention, Monk Wude, Lewu and master and apprentice are in the relationship.

The worshipers of Wuding Hall held swords and looked angry, saying that the monk Dayouwude was about to take action if he was defeated.

This middle-aged swordsman cut off the monk's left arm and didn't give up. It's really hateful.

"ah!"

The innkeeper holding the gold ingot was scratched by the splattered sword energy, screamed, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

In the corridor leading to the backyard, several heads popped up and looked at them secretly. They were all servants and chefs from the inn.

Their eyes were full of shock and yearning. They had never seen such a master in their lifetime.

And upstairs, there were also customers staying in the store staring blankly.

In their eyes, the monk Wude and Taki Yu were truly the same as the gods.

Pojun Academy is known for its martial arts. The sword moves are fierce, like crazy and demons, but it is the drunk sword technique.

There are three sword techniques in the Pojun Academy of Sciences, one is the stars, the second is the Pojun, and the third is the Mad Demon. The Mad Demon Sword that Taki is practicing is this Mad Demon Sword.

This swordsmanship was extremely consistent with his state of mind at this moment, making his strength not even stronger than usual.

Compared to him, the monk Wude is like a Buddha sitting cross-legged and picking up flowers and admonishing the devil to be good.

His feet were rooted on the ground without any movement. Facing the sword move that Taki Yu was rushing towards him, he just kept blocking it with his fingers.

The tinging sounds continued, like hail falling on the roof in winter.

Taki's sword force, which was blocked by the Golden Bell Cover, could never break through the defense of Monk Wude. The sword moves exceeded 100 times, and all the moves were bounced away.

"snort!"

Takiyu suddenly withdrew and retreated.

His face was a little complicated, "Why don't you attack? Do you still want me to owe you?"

Monk Wude shook his head, "The old monk has put down his butcher's knife and will never attack anyone in this life."

He just now, really only defended but not attacked.

But at this time, he was standing at the entrance of the inn, as if he was like a mountain, and he felt unshakable.

Takiyu had just launched hundreds of swords in a row, and he already understood the awareness between him and the monk Wude.

He is a genius. He has been in the middle stage of Zhenwu for decades, and is even more amazing than an older generation strong man like Hong Wutian. But Monk Wude is also a genius.

Even when I look back now, Taki Yu still feels ashamed of himself.

If he doesn't attack, he will definitely not attack. If this monk who is not moving as a mountain is really going to take action, he will definitely be moving as if he is thunder. He can't stop him.

The peak of Zhenwu.

Takiyu had a faint feeling that Monk Wude had reached such a state, and perhaps even the extreme state was not far away.

After all, he was the one who could have equal sex with that person.

If you continue to fight, there will be no result.

Taki wanted to collect his sword, "I won't let Song and Yuan negotiate peace."

As he said that, he turned around and left.

Wu Amiao ran to Takiyu happily, "Master, your posture just now is so cool. If I were a woman, I would definitely fall in love with you."

"Shut up."

Takiyo said two words lightly.

"oh."

Wu Amiao nodded honestly, but continued to speak, "But this old monk is also very strong. In my opinion, his protective energy must be broken with sword intent."

"I can't do it."

Takiyu's expression returned to calm, "Maybe you can do it in your life."

"good."

Wu Amiao was happy, "When I can use my sword intent to break his qi, I will teach him a lesson for you, Master."

As they spoke, the two of them gradually drifted apart.

Inside the inn.

Monk Wude's face was paler, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to use his energy to heal his wounds.

Even if it is at the peak of Zhenwu, losing its left arm will be a heavy blow.

Le Wu's tears flowed out, and she ran to the side of Monk Wude, looking at Monk Wude with nervous expression.

Huang Liujia and others also surrounded him.

No one in the inn dared to come to this lobby to watch.

In this way, after dozens of minutes, the monk Wude opened his eyes and saw Le Wu holding his broken arm in his hand, and smiled and said, "Silly disciple, what else do you want this broken arm to do?"

Le Wu said: "Master, I will take you to Baicao Valley. With Baicao Valley's medical skills, you may be able to add a broken arm to you."

Monk Wude shook his head, "This arm is the cause and effect of the teacher in the past. If you continue it, wouldn't you seek trouble yourself?"

Lewu was a little anxious, but didn't know what to say.

Huang Liujia clasped his fists at the monk Wude, "Huang Liujia thanked the master for his help."

Monk Wude stood up and smiled kindly, "If you want to thank me, I will thank me for this disciple! If it weren't for her begging, the old monk wouldn't have taken action."

Huang Liujia and others looked at Lewu, "Thank you, Miss Lewu."

Lewu bit her lips gently and didn't speak.

Everyone picked up the undamaged table and sat down.

Huang Liujia shouted to the servant who showed his head from the corridor: "Come on the wine and food."
Chapter completed!