The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

Murong Fu's complexion changed, and he shouted, "You—"

"Shut up!" Wu Xingzhi also shouted loudly, with a loud voice, and immediately suppressed Murong Fu's voice.

"I, Wu Xingzhi, act, and naturally I don't shy away from the words of other villains. As long as you don't make noise in front of me, I will assume that nothing will happen. Is it worthy of being a hero? I, Wu Xingzhi, don't care at all."

"But Miss Wang is your cousin, but you slandered her every sentence, and belied her to this point in front of everyone's eyes. Oh, in my opinion, Miss Wang is really unfortunate to have you as a cousin."

Murong Fu's face turned blue and white, and Wu Xingzhi's voice shook his head.

He was afraid of Wu Xingzhi's momentum, and his heart was full of anger, so he turned his head and scolded Wang Yuyan: "What are you doing sitting there? Isn't it shameful enough? Do you really want to live with this wicked person?"

"Shame?"

Wang Yuyan opened her mouth, and her heart sank slowly.

"From my cousin's point of view, Wang Yuyan is so unbearable, is she embarrassing you everywhere?"

"After so many years, has my cousin ever... ever really cared about my feelings? You only have yours in your heart—"

Wang Yuyan stopped talking, and didn't say the rest after all, just a pair of eyes that were originally agile with tears: "You know, I'm just your cousin, but not your subordinates who go back and forth, I accommodate you everywhere, just because I do, not for reasons of your own accord."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment. He had never seen Wang Yuyan, who was always gentle and watery, say such fierce words, but he felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and said coldly: "So what? Chivalry? As my cousin, isn't it ashamed that you are in the company of this evil man?"

"..." Wang Yuyan had tears streaming down her beautiful eyes, staring at Murong Fu as if she was looking at a stranger.

"Enough." Wu Xingzhi whispered to Wang Yuyan, reaching out and holding the Zhentian ruler beside him.

"A virtuous person, a person with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth."

"Sorry, my patience has reached the limit."

Chapter 60 What kind of shit are you talking about mercy

"You guys, let's go together."

Hearing Wu Xingzhi's words, everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they all took a step back.

Don't make trouble, I've seen this guy's prestige in Juxian Village, and it's natural to use some means to kill this guy, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that this guy's momentum is not damaged at all, where is there any sign of poisoning?

Wu Xingzhi looked around and saw that everyone looked hesitant and smiled disdainfully.

"I see a lot of familiar faces among you. Why, are you the only young people in this world?"

He violently waved the ruler of the sky, driving the gust of wind to roar away, causing everyone to dance wildly.

"If you don't come forward, I will come!"

In the sound of the wind, Wu Xingzhi's figure seemed to be faster than the wind, and he came to Murong Fu's side in an instant.

Murong Fu was so shocked that there was nothing to add. Back then, it was difficult for him to deal with a casual blow from Tianshan Tongmao, not to mention that this person's martial arts were even higher than Tianshan Tongmao's. At this time, he didn't even have the heart to use the unique skills of fighting the stars, and the conditioned reflex was pulling him. After passing Elder Xu next to him, he blocked the Tiantian Ruler.

"Murong Fu, you—"

Before Elder Xu finished speaking, he saw that the Tiantian ruler was approaching the front door. There was only one thought in his mind:

"My life is over."

Bang!

The sound of the impact made Elder Xu feel as if his eardrums were about to burst. His body softened, and his life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern. He only felt that when he was dying, a solemn Buddha's name came into his mind from Tianling Gai.

"Amitabha!"

In a trance, he saw the back of a green robe appear in front of him.

"Why... hallucinations before death? I don't believe in Buddhism either?" Elder Xu was confused, but the hand that held him behind him loosened, and he slid to the ground. Only then did the sense of reality come to him. , his eyes widened in disbelief.

"I'm not dead? How is that possible?"

He tried his best to stare, and saw that there was indeed a man standing in front of him, dressed in a rough and old cyan robe, his hands clasped together, his face could not be seen on the back, but from the lines on the back of the neck, it could be seen that the other party was already old Not small.

And the ruler of the sky, which was set two inches above the opponent's head, seemed to be hindered by an invisible object, and could not fall at all.

"The benefactor is suffocating, and it is against the harmony of the sky. It is better to put down the slaughtering knife and make less murders."

The old monk in Tsing Yi had a rather old voice, his sparse long beards were all white, his movements were slow, and he looked weak, in stark contrast to the blood-stained Tiantian ruler on his head.

When other people see it, they may only think that he is an ordinary old monk, but Wu Xingzhi is in it, how can he take it lightly? Although he has not done his best, he is also carrying the momentum of thunder. Facing this old monk, he is completely unable to do so. Touching the opponent's body, it was as if all the strength was dissipated two inches in front of the opponent.

"Old monk, do you want to meddle in my business?"

Wu Xingzhi said, put down the Tiantian ruler, and was slightly vigilant in his heart.

The old monk lowered his head, his skinny body looked extremely humble, he put his hands together and said slowly: "In this world, no matter where you go about your own business, you are all a ladle of red dust, it is better to cross the other shore with the face of a Buddha."

"I don't know." Wu Xingzhi glanced at the people behind the old monk and said, "I only know that things in this world are divided into right and wrong, and people are divided into good and evil. Although I, Wu Xingzhi, don't think of myself as a good person, I always act according to my heart. If no one provokes me, I naturally won't start killing people, you old monk can't help but come to block it, what else are you talking about?"

"Amitabha." The old monk pondered: "The ups and downs of the world depend on being able to control yourself, and the donor thinks he is at ease, but in fact, there is a cliff in front of him. If you take a step forward, you will fall into the devil's way forever. The old monk sees that the donor still has a heart of compassion. , I hope that the donor will not make mistakes, and turn back to the shore."

Wu Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "You guys who recite scriptures and worship Buddha all day long are full of delusions, but I can't tell you."

"But this person behind you is full of intrigues, full of selfishness and arbitrariness, and actually uses other people's lives as resistance between life and death, isn't it evil? In my opinion, this person should be killed! You protect this person, don't you help Zhou to abuse you? ? That being the case, what kind of shit are you talking about mercy to me?"

"Get out of the way, you and I have no complaints, don't have to talk too much."

The old monk was unmoved, just said: "As the donor looks, killing is never the way to solve the problem, hatred will only grow."

Wu Xingzhi's expression darkened slightly: "So, there's nothing to talk about?"

"Amitabha." The old monk just stood there.

"Wu Daxia—" A call came from behind, but Wang Yuyan hurriedly stood up: "Wu Daxia, you... don't have to do this for me."

"Huh?" Wu Xingzhi gave her a strange look.

Is this person thinking of something strange again?

"I just see this hypocrite unhappy, when is it for you?"

Wang Yuyan blushed instantly, and said: "Wu Daxia has always acted like this, but for Yuyan..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she lowered her head and stopped talking.

"..."

Wu Xingzhi glanced at the old monk in Tsing Yi and sighed again.

Could it be that Wang Yuyan's Peach Blossom Tribulation brought this old monk?

Careless!

I thought that Tianshan Tongmao was already considered to be the top expert in the world. She defeated Tianshan Tongmao by herself, and her strength should be regarded as the only one in the world, but I didn't expect that this old monk was even more unfathomable.

Although it was only the right move, Wu Xingzhi knew clearly that with his current strength, there was no way to break through the invisible barrier in front of the opponent.

"It just doesn't make sense. This should be the world of martial arts, right? Why is there someone who is cultivating immortals?"

It seems that the advanced tasks are not as easy to do as I imagined.

Thinking of this, Wu Xingzhi's killing intent faded.

He looked at Murong Fu, and said in a sullen mood, "Forget it, save your life and kill it next time."

"Anyway, after today, you probably won't have a good time."

Saying that, he looked at Elder Xu on the ground.

Murong Fu's face was gloomy, and he knew that he had acted recklessly before, and that there were so many people present.

However, who knew that an old monk would come down from the sky to block this blow?Even if he made another choice, Murong Fu would still make the same move.

"Let's go, old monk, the mountains are high and the water is long, we will meet again."

Wu Xingzhi carried the Zhentian ruler on his shoulder and walked straight out of the bamboo forest.

"Wu Daxia!" Wang Yuyan staggered quickly and followed two steps: "Wait for me!"

"Huh?" Wu Xingzhi frowned: "What are you doing with me?"

Wang Yuyan suddenly looked confused: "I...I don't know, but, where can I go?"

"No more—" Wu Xingzhi looked at Murong Fu and suddenly shut up.

After what happened just now, how could Wang Yuyan follow each other?

After all, he has something to do with himself, Wu Xingzhi sighed:

"It's really troublesome."

"I'll take you to the city, and then you can go home by yourself."

Chapter 61 Excuse me, goodbye

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"Amitabha."

The old monk in Tsing Yi stared at Wu Xingzhi and said slowly: "The donor has such a natural power, it is hard to find in the ages, why not use it for good, but indulge in killing in the rivers and lakes?"

"Huh?" Wu Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, this old monk was the first to see the essence of his own strength.

Others have habitually decided that they must have cultivated deep inner strength to be able to wield a thousand jins and a giant ruler, and their combat power is unparalleled.

"The old monk has good eyesight." Wu Xingzhi never wanted to hide this, he laughed: "Don't talk more, come again!"

As he said that, he jumped up and smashed over like the top of Mount Tai.

But the old monk no longer took it hard. He was three feet away in a flash, and he still clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha: "Donor, the old man doesn't want to fight for no reason, let's stop."

"Stop?" Wu Xingzhi chased after him with the Tiantian ruler, "It's rare to encounter a master like you, how can you stop without a decisive battle!"

Wu Xingzhi danced wildly in the sky, but the old monk's figure flickered in a ten-zhang radius, making Wu Xingzhi's attacks often fail.

"What are you hiding? Release your invisible wall of air!"

Wu Xingzhi roared in displeasure, but the old monk didn't fight Wu Xingzhi at all. At this moment, there was a clear and clear cry from the side: "Wu Daxia, this monk is using one of Shaolin's 72 stunts, the Kaye footwork, and the next step is to move to the dry position." !"

But it was Wang Yuyan who saw that the battle situation was anxious and could not help but remind her.

"Okay!" Wu Xingzhi heard the words, and was about to take a ruler, when he suddenly stopped: "Where is the position?"