Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 841

Sun Wukong glared at Su Ming and grinned viciously, then looked at Tang Sanzang, "Master, look at how he beat Bajie."

Riding on a white horse, Tang Seng glanced at Su Ming indifferently, and then said to Monkey King: "We are monks, how can we open our mouths and keep our mouths shut."

"Yes, the disciple knows."

Sun Wukong clasped his hands together.

Tang Seng said calmly: "This is a matter for the teacher to reason with him, Wukong, you step back."

"Master must avenge Bajie."

"Goku..."

Tang Seng emphasized his tone.

Su Ming didn't know what other people thought, he was drunk anyway.

There are four Tang monks, master and apprentice, no, plus Xiao Bailong, there should be five people, but they unexpectedly ran to the Emperor's Road for no reason.

Tang Seng looked at Su Ming with a smile and said, "Benefactor, you beat the poor monk's disciple to serious injury for no reason, why?"

Su Ming coughed, and said to Tang Seng, "I didn't mean to hit him, it was just because he wanted to protect this person."

While speaking, Su Ming pointed to Elder Yin.

Tang Seng took a look at Yin Lao, "Benefactor, your murderous intent is too strong."

Su Ming spread his hands casually.

"The poor monk is also a reasonable person. If the benefactor hurts the poor monk's disciple, the poor monk doesn't want you. Just kneel down and kowtow to my disciple to apologize."

Tang Seng said calmly, but his attitude was extremely strong.

Su Ming looked at him with a smile, "Could Elder Tang be too domineering?"

"The poor monk has one thing to say, there is no overbearing one."

Tang Seng said with a smile, "The poor monk is the most reasonable."

Su Ming, "..."

Drifting stared at Su Ming with burning eyes, "Hurry up and kowtow to my second senior brother to apologize, otherwise I will make you look good, Old Sha."

Tang Seng frowned slightly, "Wu Jing, my teacher has always taught you to be calm and not get angry easily."

"Yes, the disciple is wrong."

Drifting said respectfully.

Su Ming, "..."

He also took it.

Tang Seng's mentor and apprentice is simply amazing.

Tang Seng looked at Su Ming with a smile on his face, "Does the benefactor feel that it is difficult for the poor monk to force others?"

Su Ming put his hands behind his back and smiled lightly, "What does Elder Tang think?"

Tang Seng snorted softly, "You hurt the poor monk's disciple, but the poor monk just asked you to kowtow to apologize to him, but you didn't want to? The poor monk was very reasonable, but the benefactor made the poor monk feel that reasoning with you was useless. "

"I knelt down to my parents, but to expect me to kneel to other people is just a dream."

Su Ming sneered.

Tang Seng's eyes were slightly cold, "It seems that the benefactor really thinks that the poor monk is too much."

All the ghost cultivators in Yueshenguan were stunned, this sudden arrival must be too domineering.

They saw with their own eyes how strong Su Ming was, and the quasi-emperor's cultivation level was defeated in a flash.Then Tang Seng and the others appeared, saying that they were Zhu Gangli's master and brother...

They were very surprised when they heard this. After all, Zhu Gangli is so strong, and his master and brothers are definitely not weak.

But what they didn't expect was that Zhu Gangli's master was very domineering. He directly ordered Su Ming to kneel down and apologize to Zhu Gangli.

How domineering, how powerful.

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, and looked at Su Ming slightly dissatisfied.

It has been a while since their master and apprentice came to the Emperor's Road, but they have never encountered such a rude person.

Sun Wukong grinned and said: "Master, let my old grandson beat him to death with two sticks, and it can be regarded as revenge for Bajie."

"Wukong, don't want to kill so hard, just calm down."

"Yes, the disciple knows."

Sun Wukong suppressed his inner anger.Tang Seng stared at Su Ming with a smile, "Benefactor, are you really unwilling to apologize to my apprentice?"

Su Ming said expressionlessly: "Elder Tang, don't talk nonsense anymore, just do whatever you want, you master and apprentice together, or fight with wheels?"

Tang Seng clicked his tongue twice, "Is the benefactor so domineering?"

"In terms of domineering, I can't compare with Elder Tang."

Su Ming said in a neutral tone.

Tang Seng looked hesitant, and after a while, he said to Drifting: "Wujing, please teach me the methods of this benefactor."

"Yes, Master."

The Drifting Monk had a simple and honest appearance, but his eyes showed a fierce look.

On the Emperor's Road, honest people must learn to be ruthless if they want to survive.

Drifting is such a character.

The Drifting Monk is actually very honest, but in order to survive on the Emperor's Road, he had to make changes.

Drifting threw the salute on the ground, and walked towards Su Ming with a Zen stick in his hand.The Zen staff rubbed against the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Benefactor, I advise you to listen to my master obediently and apologize to my second senior brother, otherwise I will beat you too hard and disable you, which is a bad thing."

Drifting spoke calmly, his words were full of coldness.

Su Ming swung the gentian silver spear and landed hard on the ground, a strong wind swept all directions.

Drifting frowned slightly.

Su Ming's ability to severely injure Zhu Gangli shows how powerful he is, so the Drifting Monk will not underestimate the enemy.

He stomped the ground with his feet, and dense cracks spread to the surroundings.Immediately afterwards, he jumped up, and the Zen stick slammed down towards Su Ming with violent force like a dragon sailing out of the sea.

Su Ming's figure flashed, and he dodged very quickly.

The Zen stick hit the ground, and a [-]-meter-long gully suddenly appeared.

What the hell!

Jin Buhuan was stunned, his eyes filled with indescribable horror, this must be too fierce.

These masters and apprentices are simply too strong.

Jin Buhuan ran far away again, not getting involved.

Su Ming stood proudly above the void, staring at Monk Drifting coldly, "Sha Wujing, you are quite different from what I imagined."

Sha Wujing frowned, "Have you seen me?"

"I haven't seen it, I've heard of it."

Su Ming spoke indifferently.

Drifting rushed up, the movements of his hands were extremely fierce, and his Zen staff was like a wild dragon, hunting with momentum, which made people tremble with fear.

"Then you should know the reputation of our master and apprentice on the Emperor's Road. If you dare to beat my second senior brother to a serious injury, you should pay the due price."

"You have to have that ability too."

Su Ming looked cold.

Drifting's Zen staff set off a strong wind, which was very scary.In Su Ming's hand, the gentian silver spear was waving like the wind, and it was in close contact with Drifting Monk's Zen staff.Drifting Monk is also a quasi-emperor's cultivation base, and he is still above Zhugang Mane.

Su Ming's spear was like a dragon, pointing, stabbing, sweeping, chopping, his moves were continuous, and the Drifting Monk retreated steadily.

He did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but gave Drifting time to breathe.

Sand Monk's cultivation base is so unpredictable, so Monkey King and Tang Seng's cultivation base should be a little higher, perhaps they have reached the peak of quasi-emperor.

They have five mentors and apprentices, and four of them have the cultivation base of quasi-emperors, and they can almost sweep the emperor's road.

What a terrifying strength.

With such a combination, no matter where they go, they are existences that others cannot afford to provoke.

Drifting was slightly surprised to see that Su Ming did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him.He and Su Ming were fighting to the death, showing mercy would mean risk.

"Could it be that he is so confident in his own strength?!"

Drifting frowned.

He didn't think much about it, and collected his thoughts.The Zen stick tore through the void, and the rainbow light descended to hit Su Ming on the head.

Su Ming swung the gentian silver spear in his hand, and the Zen stick landed on the spear. The violent breath poured out, and everything within a radius of several miles below exploded into dust in an instant.The Drifting Monk stood in mid-air and confronted Su Ming in a stalemate.

Su Ming exerted strength with both arms, and the mighty power surged like a mad dragon, hitting Drifting Monk's body.

Drifting flew out again.

Tang Seng frowned slightly.

Drifting was repulsed by Su Ming twice in a row. It can be said that the victory and defeat had already been decided, and Drifting was not Su Ming's opponent.

But he couldn't figure out why Su Ming wanted to show mercy instead of killing the killer.

Tang Seng is confident that he has great wisdom, and no one on the entire emperor's road can escape his eyes.But what Su Ming did really made him doubtful.

Drifting stood in the air with his staff in his hand, staring at Su Ming coldly, "Do you know what it means to show mercy to me?"

"what?"

Su Ming raised his eyebrows.

Drifting roared, "It means you are insulting me."

Hearing this, Su Ming smiled, "You are really smart, I am indeed insulting you."

The Drifting Monk's eyes turned red immediately, filled with scarlet sharp edges, exuding endless killing aura.Su Ming stared at him unchangingly, his expression remained calm and unwavering.

Seeing that Drifting didn't pull Su Ming's consciousness into the world in his eyes, his heart suddenly became serious.

His eyes are a world of their own, and ordinary people will lose their souls just by looking at him.Even monks with extremely tyrannical souls rarely escaped.

However, Su Ming was indifferent under his eyes.

Not only Sand Monk was shocked, but Tang Sanzang and Monkey King were also stunned.

They are very clear about how powerful the Drifting Monk's special skill is. Since they came to the Emperor's Road, many self-proclaimed invincible strong men have been punished because Drifting Monk's eyes absorbed their souls.

Drifting reached out to grab the rosary beads around his neck, suddenly changed his movements, and suddenly took off the rosary beads and threw them at Su Ming.The rosary flew around, as if possessing the power of thousands of mountains and mountains, it was extremely terrifying.

The corner of Su Ming's mouth twitched into a faint smile, and the gentian silver spear flew out, turning into a frightened bird and roaring away.

Guanghua and the rosary collided with each other, and there was a deafening roar.

In an instant, Drifting Monk's rosary beads scattered and exploded, turning into balls of powder and drifting away.

With a push of Su Ming's palm, the Long Dan Liang Silver Spear rushed forward viciously.

Drifting roared up to the sky, and the power in his body rushed out violently, like a volcano erupting.He threw out the Zen stick, waved his hands, and wanted to catch the gentian silver gun.

Seeing this, Su Ming smiled disdainfully, he really wanted to die.

The Gentian Silver Spear is not an ordinary magic weapon, it was refined by Su Ming from the blood of dragon masters.The Drifting monk was so arrogant that he wanted to catch the silver gun of gentian with his bare hands.

Boom!

The gentian silver gun shot to Drifting, and Drifting clapped his hands on the spear, and the sound of the wind was like the sound of drums and thunder.Drifting gritted his teeth, grabbed the spear firmly with both hands, and blocked the spear with all his might.

Su Ming laughed lightly, formed a mudra with one hand, and slapped forward. The gentian silver gun burst out with brilliant brilliance, and it directly escaped from Drifting's palms, and landed on Drifting's body with violent force. Time flies.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming was a little surprised, but at the same time, he also lamented the strength of Drifting Monk's body, which could actually block the gentian silver spear.

(End of this chapter)