The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Chu Heng's pupils shrank, and looking at the middle-aged man, he could vaguely see that he was somewhat similar to Tang Zhanglin.

Recognizing that this murder was originally set up by Tang Jing, the lord of Heyang City, although Chu Heng still had no hope of escape, for some reason, his heart relaxed.

At least, it wasn't Baguio who wanted to harm herself with double-decker tactics!

Thinking of this, Chu Heng's face became calm: "Tang Jing, you have no way to teach your son, let him commit murder, and now you still have the face to live in this world~?"

"Smart-toothed little thief! This old man won't use his tongue in vain with you. After a while, this old man will definitely let you live or die!"

Tang Jing looked at the silent old man in black robe beside her, and said with a smirk.

Although Tang Jing knew that her son had done a lot of evil, he was his son after all, and he was still the eldest son!In the future, he will inherit his Tang family business.

Moreover, in Tang Jing's eyes, it was normal for the mighty young city lord of Heyang City to enjoy a few women and kill several commanders. ~)

Tang Jing never thought that such a thing would kill his son.

"You are Chu Heng!"

At this moment, the old man in black robe spoke.

His voice was hoarse and gloomy, as if it came from hell, and one couldn't help but get goosebumps on his body.

Chu Heng glanced at the black-robed old man, and nodded proudly: "Dare to ask Your Excellency..."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie! The little baby is brave, but his eyes are not very good! You have the courage to kill the old man's beloved disciple, but you don't know the name of the old man?"

Chu Heng frowned: "Are you Tang Zhanglin's master?"

"How can an ant like Tang Zhanglin become the disciple of the ancestor? The disciple of the old man is Jiang Laosan! Chu Heng, don't worry, the old man will definitely skin your cramps and let you enjoy all the pain in the world, and then let you slow down. Die slowly! It's the old man's fault if he dies a little faster!"

The black-robed old man smiled wildly, he didn't care about Tang Jing's attitude at all, after saying this, he threw away the four weapons in his hand, but he didn't give Chu Heng and the others a chance to breathe, so he wanted to kill Chu Heng four people.

Facing the Nascent Soul master, Chu Heng couldn't come up with any solution. He could only use his Dafan Prajna Kungfu with all his strength, trying to resist the black-robed old man's move.

Yes, just a trick.

As for what will happen after the first move, Chu Heng didn't think about it.

Because it was just one move, Chu Heng was not sure about resisting it.

Although he already knew that the black-robed old man was Jiang Laosan's master blood-sucking patriarch, Chu Heng had no way to deal with it.

Nascent Soul masters, whether in terms of cultivation, speed, or comprehension of the Dao, are not comparable to Jindan masters.

The fight between the two is like a contest between an adult and a child, without any suspense at all.

The speed of the blood-sucking patriarch was extremely fast, as if cutting through the space. Just now, he was still beside Tang Jing, and he was already in front of Chu Heng in a split second.

Chu Heng couldn't see the movements of the blood-sucking ancestor clearly, and even if he could see clearly, he didn't have the strength to react, so he could only perform the Dafan Prajna Kung Fu silently, trying to use his only means to resist the attack of the blood-sucking ancestor.

As for the other means of attack, it's not that Chu Heng is ashamed, those tricks, in front of this blood-sucking patriarch, probably can't even affect a single hair of him!

That being the case, why don't you use all your spiritual power to see if you can resist this black-robed patriarch's move!

I saw that Chu Heng's whole body was as if King Kong descended into the world, and the mild yellowish light on his body turned into a faint golden color!

".ˇNirvana Golden Body!"

"boom!"

The blood-sucking patriarch's hand did not land on Chu Heng's nirvana golden body. An old monk with drooping eyebrows had stood in front of Chu Heng at some point, blocking the blow of the blood-sucking patriarch for Chu Heng. .

However, the blood-sucking patriarch never expected such a sudden change, caught off guard, and instead suffered a little dark loss.

"Pufang!"

(It's gone) The blood-sucking patriarch backed away again and again, looking at the old monk who appeared in front of Chu Heng, a trace of resentment appeared on his face: "Pu Fang, this old man seeks revenge on this Chu Heng, are you sure you are full enough to eat?" Is it against the old man?"

"Amitabha, blood-sucking old demon, retreat now 1"

Pu Fang looked at the blood-sucking patriarch, and there was nothing in his eyes.

"If you want the old man to retreat, unless you cut off your arms!"

The blood-sucking patriarch calmed down the tumbling qi and blood with great difficulty, and without hesitation, a crimson short sword appeared in his hand, and charged at Chu Heng again.

Pu Fang lowered his brows and kind eyes, and after chanting the Buddha's name, the Buddha's light suddenly became brighter all over his body, but he was still the golden body of Nirvana.

It's just that when the Nirvana Golden Body is deployed in Pufang, its power is several times greater than that of Chu Heng!

It seems that these old monsters rumored by the outside world are by no means just as simple as Jindan stage monks! .

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Chapter 11 Buddha's Fate (Chapter [-])

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Chu Heng looked at Pu Fang like a rock, resisting the attacks of the blood-sucking old demon again and again, and he was full of gratitude for Tianyin Temple. +]

Chu Heng didn't know why Pu Fang came to save him, but for Chu Heng, this kind of friendship has already moved Chu Heng very much.

Now that Pufang was fighting, he did not forget to teach Chu Heng, but it made Chu Heng realize that he might have an unimaginable connection in Tianyin Temple.

"Amitabha, poor monk Dharma figure, I have seen Junior Brother Chu!"

Just when Chu Heng was thinking of Tianyin Temple, a monk wearing a moon-white robe slowly walked to Chu Heng's side.