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Chapter 1062

Zeng Yunfeng smiled strangely, what was he really thinking?

Looking at the many disciples of the beggar gang, he said with a smile: "We are lucky today. We met someone who is rich and unkind. If you want to eat a big family, follow me." Zeng Yunfeng said and rushed to the Green Willow Villa.

A few people in front of the gate of the Green Willow Villa took out their sticks and stood in front of them, saying: "You beggars don't even look where this is, get out!"

Only two bang bangs were heard, and the two of them were immediately thrown to the ground by Ma Rong and another Xingyang rudder master, and they fell silent immediately.

"Whoever dares to trespass in the Green Willow Villa is really impatient!" As she spoke, she waved, and many soldiers stepped forward and pointed their bows and crossbows at a group of Zeng Yunfeng beggars.

Zeng Yunfeng and his party stared at Zhao Min and the others.

Zhao Min's heart skipped a beat after seeing Zeng Yunfeng's face clearly.

"You don't need to point your weapons at Deputy Guild Leader Ying. These wax gun heads are no match for him at all." Zhao Min clapped his hands, and many soldiers put away their weapons one after another.

A brass-skinned lama in yellow clothes stood beside Zhao Min and said, "Amitabha, the presence of Vice-Clan Master Ying really makes the Green Willow Villa flourish, but this place is not a place where the beggars can do their best."

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the lama, smiled and said: "I have never seen a bald donkey dare to be so presumptuous in front of me, even if he is a meat eater!"

"Amitabha, the benefactor is too hostile, so let the poor monk come to help Vice-Clan Master Ying resolve the hostility!"

With a wave of Zeng Yunfeng's hand, everyone around retreated three feet away, leaving Zeng Yunfeng and the lama standing in the middle.

"I don't know how you, a bald donkey, want to resolve my hostility. You know, when I lose my temper, sometimes even I am afraid."

"Amitabha, of course it is the vajra method!" The lama stepped forward suddenly, and pressed a thick palm directly towards Zeng Yunfeng.

"Vajra Prajna Palm!" Ma Rong, who was next to him, said in surprise.

Although Ma Rong's kung fu is not particularly strong, his vision has indeed improved a lot following Zeng Yunfeng, "It's actually the Vajra Prajna Palm. Could this person be from Shaolin?"

"Shaolin is not the only one with martial arts skills!" The lama sneered.

Zeng Yunfeng turned around abruptly, dodged a palm, flashed to the Lama's side, and then slightly slapped his right elbow downward.

The lama immediately turned around, stopped the force that was about to fall just now, then turned around, and once again printed a palm on Zeng Yunfeng's chest. The palm hit the monk's chin, and everyone heard a click, as if a tree branch was broken.

In Zhao Min's eyes, during these few rounds, the lama had already flown into the air.

Zeng Yunfeng followed closely, and then hit the lama's back with his cloaked hands, and everyone heard the startling sound of branches bursting.

Zeng Yunfeng touched the monk's back with his right hand, slid his fingers across, and everyone heard the sound of gurgling, like a whip being shaken, and finally there was a crisp crackling sound, all of which happened in the blink of an eye .

Zeng Yunfeng touched the lama's feet along the back of the lama, grabbed his right foot with his left hand, and slammed it on the ground with a bang. The bricks and stones of Liushanzhuang were warped, and some were broken inch by inch.

At this time, Zeng Yunfeng didn't stop at all, his right hand took over his left hand to grab his ankle, and then shook again.

Everyone felt like shaking a whip, but this lama seemed to have a force in his body, which was directly transmitted from his right foot to his Tianling Gai.

Everyone clearly saw a wave-like fluctuation along Zeng Yunfeng's right hand from the monk's right ankle to other parts, like a wave surging in the body on the river, reaching Tianling Gai.

Then, Zeng Yunfeng let go of his hand lightly, and the lama fell into the lotus pond like a catkin, as if a weight fell into the lotus pond, causing waves of ripples in the water.

Zeng Yunfeng clapped his hands, looked around, Ah Er and Ah San who were touched by his eyes avoided one after another.

"Useless stuff!" Zhao Min snorted coldly. He thought the Lama of the Vajra Sect had some tricks, but he was shaken off by Ying Wugou within a few rounds.

At this time, the soldiers in the Green Willow Villa ran to the lotus pond one after another, salvaged this man, then shook their heads at the Princess Zhao Min and said, "Master, he is no longer able to die."

The lama who was dragged up spat out blood, streams of blood seemed to be bubbling from a spring, and pieces of internal organs gushed out of his mouth.

Seeing the scene at this moment, everyone was terrified. The leader of the beggar gang, Ying Wugou, was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and the lama was trampled like a kind rabbit in his hands.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person was as soft as a lump of rotten noodles, not only the bones were shattered, but even the internal organs were shattered, spurting out along the digestive tract and esophagus, and the blood seemed to be squeezed inside his body along the nose and mouth. It spewed out, and a sour stench began to spread in the air.

Zhao Min looked at Zeng Yunfeng, with a smile on his face, "Vice Chief Ying, with his miraculous skills, did not expect to defeat the number one expert in Luliu Villa in the blink of an eye."

Zeng Yunfeng stopped what she said, "Don't be naughty, I passed by your Green Willow Villa and settled here, then treat me well, and when I am satisfied with my food, I may leave you alive."

"You..." Ah Er pointed at Zeng Yunfeng.

"Shut up!" Zhao Min scolded while pinching the fan, but Zhao Min's right hand was as white as jade, with fingers like green onions, but the fan rattled while pinching the fan, and his eyes flickered, as if there were flames jumping inside.

"Come here, give them a banquet!"

Zeng Yunfeng curled his lips, the so-called Great Yuan court was just bullying the weak and fearing the strong, for such people, you can't reason with them when dealing with them, because reasoning is useless, they are comparing whose fist is harder, whose fist is harder, Just listen to anyone.

Their customs are very simple, just like in a pack of wolves, they are used to submitting to the strong, and whoever can become the wolf king has the final say.

If anyone can't become the wolf king and is the weakest in the team, he can only eat other people's leftovers.

"You kill my master and take your life!" At this moment, the two lamas next to him rushed towards Zeng Yunfeng, saying something that Ma Rong could not understand.

Ah Da and Ah San wanted to step forward to stop them, but Zhao Min stretched out his hand to stop them, "Two useless bastards who don't know the situation, they will die if they die!"

Zeng Yunfeng narrowed his eyes, but did not move, but Ma Rong stepped forward and punched a lama in the chest, and another disciple from the Blood Refining Hall also punched another lama in the chest.

Everyone only heard the sound of bones cracking, and the two lamas covered their chests and stared at their eyes, and immediately straightened their bodies and fell back to the ground. .

Zhao Min took the fan and patted it on his palm and said: "Okay, sure enough, there are no weak soldiers under the strong generals. Everyone in the Beggar Clan seems to be a group of heroes. I like to make friends with heroes. Vice-Clan Master Ying invites you!" As he spoke, Zhao Min stretched out his hand.

As for the lama and his two disciples who had collapsed into a lump of mud in the yard, no one cared.

But after Zeng Yunfeng left, many soldiers came up and dragged the corpses away. Except for the bloodstains on the ground, it seemed that they never existed in this world.

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