I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1599 Enemy against the poor

"Junior brother Huicong, nephew Chanxin, help the two benefactors up and take care of the injuries..." Master Huikong continued to speak without haste, his body was motionless, and the cassock that he was wearing was not blown by the wind When he got up, a cold light flickered in his eyes.

Over there, the monk Huicong and the little monk Zen Xin had already lifted up Wu Feng and Lao Liutou who were limp on the ground. Wu Feng just glanced at them both gratefully, but couldn't say a word because of the pain.

Master Huikong confronted the masked old Taoist for a while, and Huikong said again: "Master Daoist, Pindao has no intention of being your enemy, but just wants to save their lives. Why should you be so obsessed? People, don’t compete with others, if you continue to be obsessed with your obsession, the poor monk will not be afraid, why don’t we go our separate ways and settle down safely?”

"Humph" the masked old Daoist laughed twice, looked at Master Huikong, opened his mouth and cursed: "Old thief! The poor Taoist said that these two people must be killed. Since you want to save them, you must fight with the poor Taoist priest!" As an enemy, what else is there to say, then let's do it, the impoverished evil ghost recruits have long been impatient, and you old monks have practiced well, everyone in this evil ghost recruits Yes, but there is no monk...haha..."

After all, the masked old man didn't say anything else, he raised his palm and slapped Master Huikong's chest. This palm was so powerful that the wind blowing it made Master Huikong's eyebrows and beard fluttering. Master Huikong suddenly opened his eyes wide, revealing a terrified look, he did not expect that the masked old man's skill was so profound, he did not dare to slack off immediately, and raised his hand, gathering the long-accumulated internal energy in the palm of his hand On the ground, he fought with the masked old man.

The palms of the two people met, and there was only a crisp sound of "pop". After a while, the surrounding aura was fluctuated, a gust of wind blew on the ground, the leaves rustled, and everyone's clothes were blown floating When I got up, I felt an inexplicable feeling of panic in my heart.

Master Huikong took a step back, his face became flushed, and a line of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously he had been greatly shocked. At this time, the great monk Huiming behind him couldn't hold back anymore, and waved a few Said that it would cost a hundred catties of Zen staff, he let out a loud drink, and threw his head down on the head of the masked Taoist. Unhurriedly raised one hand high, and held the Zen staff of the Great Monk Huiming very easily, and said sarcastically: "The poor Taoist thought that you old thieves are so capable, but now it looks like that." Like a chicken and a dog, it is clearly here to seek death!"

"Hey! You are old-fashioned, the Sa family has long disliked you, so don't brag, eat a few of my Zen sticks and talk about it!"

After Huiming finished speaking, the muscles all over his body tensed up, two jets of hot air came out of his nostrils, and he tried his best to press down the Zen stick in his hand. The pressure of this Zen stick weighed at least a thousand catties, the masked old man looked thin and weak, but he was blessed with strong inner strength, but under the heavy weight of a thousand catties, there was a hint of effort on his face.

The two were fighting here, and Master Huikong, who had just slapped palms together, regained his strength, and immediately waved his Zen staff, fighting the masked old man together with Huiming.

(End of this chapter)