Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"You dare to do it in our white horse temple!" Seeing two little monks being knocked down on the ground, the middle-aged monk's face changed, and immediately stepped back a few steps, pointing to Jin Wudao and yelling, "today, I'll let you have no return!"

"Come on! You two, go get somebody, I'll stop them! " As the voice dropped, the middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on his mouth. "Today, let's show you the flower picking fingers of our white horse temple!"

Hearing the words of the martial uncle, the two young monks ran to the distance in a hurry. They were not the martial monks in the temple. They only burn incense and chant Buddhism on weekdays. They were not the opponents of Jin Wudao.

Seeing the two little monks escape, Jin Wudao doesn't chase them. Instead, he looks at middle-aged and Shang: "we just want to meet Master Yuanjue. Why should we be so difficult?"

"We make trouble? It is obvious that you are deliberately making trouble for us! " Hearing Gao Jin's words, the middle-aged monk's face changed and he yelled, "I've told you that the abbot is not feeling well. You're going to force people here!"

"Well?" Jin Wudao frowned and noticed something wrong.

At this time, Ding Yi suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "the abbot is not feeling well, but what has been hurt?"

"Mind your own business!" Hearing this, the middle-aged monk's face changed, and he roared at Ding Yi like a dragon.

The middle-aged monk's strength is not strong, but he is just a half step master, but his body is very strong. With the wind whistling in his fists, he is a practitioner who often trains.

However, this is normal. The monks in the temple seem to be kind-hearted, but in fact, temples also need to guard their homes. Therefore, there will be martial monks in every temple. In addition to the daily burning incense and chanting Buddha, they have to train day after day to deal with emergencies.

"Are you a monk?" Ding Yi stepped back two steps and avoided the attack of the middle-aged monk. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wei Tuo's palm, as it is, has two sons."

Hearing Ding Yi's words, the middle-aged monk snorted coldly. The speed under his hands was faster, and he grabbed at Ding Yi's chest!

This kind of black tiger is quick and ruthless. With the roaring wind, he grabs Ding at Ding Yi's chest. If he really catches him, it will be bloody.

"Master, be careful!" Seeing that Ding Yi doesn't mean to dodge, Jin Wudao subconsciously shouts.

"Hum! Look for death Seeing Ding Yi do not dodge or hide, the middle-aged monk's mouth shows a sneer. Although he is not strong, the black tiger's heart is a killing move. This guy is so big!

Isn't it plain to look down on him? If you don't give Ding Yi some color to see, then this face is really lost big hair. If you think about the middle-aged monk's hands, more than two points of strength, mercilessly fell on Ding Yi's chest.

Bang! Ding Yi didn't dodge at the end of the day, but he was not even shaken by the huge force exerted on him.

All of this happened in a flash. There was no time for the middle-aged monk to react. The black tiger took out his heart and was blasted out by Ding Yi's anti shock force before he grasped it.

This scene is very strange. It is obvious that the middle-aged monk presses his palm on Ding Yi's chest. However, at the next moment, Ding Yi just shrugs his shoulders slightly, and the middle-aged monk directly flies out.

Jin Wudao was shocked. He thought that after he was promoted to martial arts master, he finally kept up with his master. However, he didn't expect that master's strength was much more than that. He couldn't do it by himself.

"Master's strength is really unfathomable!" Under the shock in his heart, Jin Wudao stepped forward, grabbed the neck of the middle-aged monk who fell on the ground and yelled, "take us to see Master Yuanjue, or I will kill you!"

Being held by Jin Wudao, the middle-aged monk still did not show any fear. He even opened his mouth and spit on the ground. He gnashed his teeth and said, "don't say you killed me. Even if you dismember me, I won't let you see the abbot!"

"You, the Chen family's minions, are plotting against our white horse temple. Sooner or later you will be punished!" The middle-aged monk spat wildly, saying that he was filled with righteous indignation and felt that he had died.

"Who told you that we are from the Chen family?" Hearing the words of the middle-aged monk, Jin Wudao frowned and asked.

The monk actually regarded them as the Chen family. No wonder his attitude was so bad. When he was about to continue to speak, the monk sneered and cried: "you sent someone disguised as someone else to meet the abbot two days ago, but you attacked the abbot secretly. Do you still want to deal with us in the same way today? Are we really stupid people in Baima temple? ！”

As soon as these words are spoken, Ding Yi and Jin Wudao's faces change slightly. Chen jiaran sends someone to attack master Yuanjue secretly? They didn't know about it, so Jin Wudao said quickly, "what? Master Yuanjue is injured? We are not members of the Chen family. This time we come to see Master Yuanjue because we have to discuss some matters with your temple. "

"I am the owner of the Jin family in Jiangnan. Jin has no way! I met master Yuanjue in your temple once before Jin Wudao shows his identity. He believes that as long as master Yuanjue hears his name, he will surely come to see them.Hearing this, the middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a look of surprise. He was staring at Jin Wudao, but he still seemed to have some disbelief.

"There they are!"

"Uncle, my uncle was caught by them!"

"Only two people dare to make trouble in our white horse temple. Let me meet them!"

At this time, a group of martial monks rushed out and saw the middle-aged monk being held by Jin Wudao. His face suddenly changed and surrounded him directly.

"What do you want?" Seeing the group of monks surrounded by him, Jin Wudao frowned. He quickly grabbed the middle-aged monk and stepped back two steps. He came to Ding Yi's side, staring at the monks with vigilance.

"Should I ask you that? You're holding on to my people in white horse temple. What else do you want to do? " This group of monks is headed by a middle-aged monk in his forties. His broad eyebrows and wide ears are staring at Jin Wudao coldly and yelling, "let me go of my younger martial brother!"

"Elder martial brother Huichen, don't worry about me!" Seeing the elder martial brother coming with a group of martial monks' disciples, the middle-aged monk's face was happy and immediately said, "these two people are the pawns of the Chen family. Elder martial brother, take someone to catch them, don't let them run away!"

Originally, the monk, who had been called Huichen, had a cold face, but after hearing this, his face suddenly became gloomy, with a strong sense of killing in his eyes. He put one hand in front of his face and said to himself, "Amitabha!"

"You Chen family really don't take our white horse temple seriously. I want to use this method for the second time. Today, Huichen killed you two to avenge the abbot, and then went to the penalty hall to accept the crime by myself." Huichen's eyes suddenly turned red with a big drink, and she no longer suppressed the killing intention in her heart.