The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 330 The Little Monk

"Okay, okay, I've heard it." Dangdang ignored Huanxin who was controlled by Xiangshu, walked along an iron chain to the edge of the rock wall, and directly performed the Gecko Swimming Technique, facing the huge giant above his head. The crack rushed up.

After Xiang Dang finally walked out of the hole, he saw a group of people standing beside the gap.

Seeing Rang Dangdang rushing up, Ning Shuning among them was greatly relieved, and hurried up to meet her. "Sister Dangdang, why did you run away? Almost scared me to death."

Dang Dang lightly hugged her waist, patted Ning Shuning on the back comfortingly, and asked Hou Zhuang Rui next to him: "It's been so long, haven't your people found the last weirdo from the Sword Tomb? "

Hou Zhuangrui, who was already hunched over himself, got a little shorter again, and said with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Your Majesty, I have sent someone to look for it as soon as possible, but... still haven't got the news you want yet."

"I said, can your people do it? Didn't they claim that there is nothing in the Central Plains that you don't know? Is it so difficult to find a strange person who is ostentatious?"

It's unbelievable that these weirdos will still hide from themselves, which is not their way of doing things.

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Zhuang Rui's face, "Your Majesty, don't worry, we have found it, and we will definitely tell you the news as soon as possible!"

Dangdang waved impatiently to signal him to leave.

Now that everything is ready, it is only due to Dongfeng, as long as he defeats the last person in Jianzhong, it is time to meet the true face of Xiangshu.

Dangdang walked towards the house, and asked Qi Diaochan next to him: "Is your mother still like that?"

Ning Shuning nodded with a slight frown, "Yes, she still stays in the room and doesn't even say a word to me."

"Hey, all the troubles are piled up together." Dang Dang, who was in a bad mood, even worsened his mood.

Ning Shuning, with a distressed expression on her face, said softly: "Sister Dangdang, Feiyi's health is not very good, if she gets angry too much, I'm afraid it will make her health worse."

Loud Dangdang nodded slowly, "Of course I know, her current body is estimated to be a matter of lifespan. I sent a letter to the Kongsang School before, asking my mother to send more secret medicines that can prolong life. It should be fine when it arrives.”

So many people have been with each other for decades, if there is a way, she doesn't want anyone to die.

Hearing the resounding words, Ning Shuning, who had taken the secret medicine, showed a smile on her face. As long as she had the medicine, there shouldn't be a big problem.

Just one month after Dilong turned around, Dangdang waited for an unexpected guest.

With a sound of "Peng", the two guards at the door slammed and poured blood into the room.

Dangdang stopped what he was doing, and looked towards the door coldly.

After one breath, a ten-year-old, thin and sickly young monk walked in.

"I heard that you want to become king? This little monk thinks it's inappropriate." The little monk said to the loud voice.

Looking at the eye-like bloodstains looming among the six scars on this person, Dang Dang naturally understood the identity of this person.

Dang Dang waved his gun, laughed and said: "Your boy is finally here, I will pay you back if you don't come, stop talking nonsense, let you come and see my methods."

After finishing speaking, Dangdang rushed towards the monk in front of him with one stroke of his spear.

The huge wind blowing from Xiang Dangdang's body made the monk's robe rattle loudly.

The next moment, the sharp tip of the spear had already arrived at the little monk's head.

The little monk slapped the gun head with both hands, "Crack!!!" He directly caught the sword with his bare hands, and blocked the gun head an inch in front of him.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, he glared angrily, and pushed the little monk in front of him with all his strength with both hands.

The huge force on the gun directly directed the little monk backwards.Although the little monk looked thin and weak, he was evenly matched in the face of the resounding force.

This surprised Xiang Dangdang, he really didn't expect that there would be someone with his own strength.

However, at this moment, the little monk's hands that were blocking the spear suddenly loosened, he turned his head abruptly, and waved his hands towards Dang Dang.

Xiang Dangdang really didn't expect that the little monk would change his moves. Caught off guard, Xiang Dangdang took half a step forward with his strength, and what he met was the little monk's palm with a strong palm.

Seeing that the little monk wanted to play close combat with him, he suddenly let go of his hands holding the spear, his right hand quickly turned back to block his attack, and punched the little monk's head with his left hand.

The two began to fight back and forth, and with the sound of "Peng Peng Peng" palms constantly colliding, the speed of the two hands became faster and faster, and finally the palms of the two people had reached the point where others looked down on them
Suddenly, the ringing sound stopped in the hand, and the palm of the right hand quickly pushed the little monk in front of him, condescendingly smashing at the little monk Tianling. ——"Big Clumsy Hand!!"

Facing the move of Dang Dang, the little monk was not afraid, he also formed palms with both hands, and greeted Dang Dang with his palms.

As soon as the two palms met, the little monk's face turned red and then turned white again. The next moment, his slender body seemed to be hit by a jackhammer, and he quickly backed away.

Watching the little monk fall heavily into a brothel in the distance, he looked at his hands loudly, with a hint of joy on his face, "Yes, the big clumsy hands of the Lion's Gate are really effective."

At this time, the resounding sound of the two fighting also attracted others. Li Wannian, who had a long knife on his back, came over with a group of boundless Vajra Sect disciples. "Master Taiwu, are you alright?"

"What can I do, I'm just a little monk." As he spoke, he picked up the Fuyu gun on the ground with a bang.

Watching the little monk come out of the brothel, Li Wannian was about to rush over with a group of disciples of the Vajra Sect, but was stopped by Dangdang.

"You guys stay away, you are not his opponent."

With a resounding wave of his hand, Li Wannian glanced at the young monk in the distance again, and retreated with a hint of reluctance.

Seeing that Xiang Dangdang picked up the spear again, the little monk looked around, picked up a long sword from the messy ground behind him, and swung it quickly in his hand. ——"Magic knife technique!!"

Facing the little monk rushing towards her, Dangdang naturally wouldn't back down. She twisted the spear, and the aura of her whole body changed instantly. Like a tiger, she also rushed over.

——"Mad Dragon Lion Gun!!"

(End of this chapter)