Li Yuanai chased after him along the way, and saw the monk who fell on the ground, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.

The Hu monk was in a panic and ran to a crowded place.

Most temples and Taoist temples have two places to worship Buddha, one for worshiping the masses, and the other for wealthy families.

The wealthy and prominent families like to eat vegetarian food and practice Buddhism from time to time. They would take a few days to move into the temple's wing room and recite scriptures and seek Buddha.

The direction of Hu monk's escape was obviously the place where Buddha worshipped in the backyard.

After chasing for a hundred steps, he saw a group of monks surrounded one of them.

The man was thin, ragged, short-haired, dressed as a Hu monk. He looked around with a little shock and anger, looking around. The monks who surrounded him were quite imposing, holding Shaolin sticks and facing Hu monk fiercely.

One person shouted angrily: "Where did the Hu monk come from? Hu rushed to my Hongfu Temple to play wild!"

Hu Monk rushed towards him without saying a word.

"Look for a fight!"

The monk was so angry that he directly hit the Hu monk with a stick.

Hu Monk stretched out his hand, grabbed the Shaolin stick firmly, and pulled it inward.

The monk actually flew directly to the Hu monk.

Hu Monk kicked over.

The monk flew three feet away like a cannonball, hitting the copper tower not far away, and the incense ash immediately spread all over the floor.

Li Yuanai was shocked. The power of this kick was so terrifying.

Hu Monk ignored his deep siege and took the initiative to attack, swung the Shaolin stick and smashed it at the monk who was closest to him.

"bump!"

Hu Monk had no moves at all, just a straightforward stick.

Another monk raised his stick to block it.

Click!

Just a stick.

The two Shaolin sticks were broken into two pieces.

The force is relative, and the Shaolin Stick cannot withstand the power of Hu Monk at all.

The monk Hu was not unusual, but the monk who held up his stick to block it twitched and fell to the ground, his hands full of blood.

The strange force not only shook his hands, but also damaged his muscles, and it was like an electric shock, losing its power of self-control.

Two Shaolin sticks on the left and right hit Hu Monk.

Hu Monk reacted quickly, grabbed one with one hand, roared and walked forward two steps.

The two Shaolin sticks were squeezed and bent directly.

The two men holding the stick couldn't stand the strength? They let go of their hands.

Hu Monk didn't move at all? But the Shaolin stick on the other end of the two monks bounced in the opposite direction? One pushed the chest? One hit the lower vagina...

The man who pushed his chest just fell down, and the monk who rebounded from the deadly position was blushed, and he held his hands below? He growled "ao" and his eyes were about to stand out.

Li Yuanai only felt a chill under her crotch.

The monks around him were immediately frightened by Hu Monk's courage, and looked at each other one by one, not daring to step forward.

"You guys retreat!"

At this time, an old monk wearing a purple cassock and burly figure walked out? The old monk's hair and beard were all white? But his face was red and his eyes were bright and bright, and he could not tell his age at all. Although he was old, his figure was extremely tall, and his eyes were about 1.8 meters tall.

The Hu monk was short? He was less than 1.6 meters tall. In front of this old monk, he was like a child.

The old monk clasped his hands and said, "You and I are all from Buddhism. If you encounter injustice? But let me tell you. Why do you have to be so cruel?"

Hu monk laughed "haha": "I am fighting a Buddhist disciple today."

He put the two Shaolin sticks in his hand together, held the thick Shaolin stick in both hands and roared and smashed the old monk away.

The old monk was not nervous? He pulled a Shaolin stick at random? He walked towards Hu Monk? His eyes were like lightning, like the angry Vajra of Buddhism. The Shaolin stick in his hand waved from the slant thorn.

This wave did not block Hu Monk's fierce attack, but caused Hu Monk's attack direction to deviate three inches, and the old monk's side made a hollow.

The old monk stretched his stick forward with both hands.

Hu Monk reacted quickly, and he smashed the empty house with one blow, and immediately used his hand to grab the old monk's wooden stick that reached towards him.

The old monk stomped his feet on the ground, pressed his wrists down, and the bottom of the Shaolin stick did not move at all. The top of the stick was raised, and then it rebounded violently and hit the back of Hu Monk's hand.

Li Yuanai was stunned and shouted: "What's the situation? Did the stick move by itself?"

Luo Tong understood the three flavors of each, took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Qin also used this hand back then. He used the flexibility of the wooden stick to use soft power. Only those who control their own soft power can use this move. At that time, he was the only one in the Tang army with this ability. Duke E was still a little short of it."

Li Yuanai's face changed slightly: "So, this old monk is very strong?"

Luo Tong gritted his teeth and said, "It's very strong. Unless I join forces with this Hu monk, or have a chance to win, there is no hope for a single enemy. Hu monk is still the same as before, with no progress, and has only a bunch of brute force, and only knows a few rough moves."

Hu Monk was frustrated by one move, which aroused his blood, and he roared at the old monk with one move and one stick.

The old monk had a serious expression, and the Shaolin stick in his hand did not dare to confront him head-on.

However, he swung left and right, and he could always miss Hu Monk's offensive route, thus achieving successful defense.

Even the outsider Li Yuanai, the outsider, could see that as long as the old monk holds on for a while.

When Hu Monk lost his energy and his physical strength could not keep up, he was the time when he failed and was captured.

Li Yuanai confirmed from Luo Tong that the Hu monk was the one who saved him back then. He took a Kaiyuan Tongbao from his wallet and shouted: "Old monk, take the call!"

As he said, he shot the old monk Tongbaoxiang to the scene.

The old monk ignored him and just turned slightly, but suddenly his expression changed and he took two steps back before he avoided the copper coins.

Hu monk hit the old monk with a stick.

The old monk had no choice but to retreat at this moment, and he swung out the Shaolin stick and actually rolled up a layer of dust on the ground.

Three Shaolin sticks collided together.

A deafening sound.

Three Shaolin sticks were broken at the same time.

This time, Hu Seng didn't stand the force, so he took two steps back and squatted on the ground with his butt.

The old monk took six steps in a row, but stood up steadily, with his hands numb and unable to move for a moment.

But the Hu monk got up, patted his butt, looked at the old monk in front of him with a little fear, and turned around to look at Li Yuanai.

It looks familiar, but I don't recognize it very much.

After all, when he was helping, both Li Yuanai and Luo Tong were not old. They were all in the development period, and they were only one-time encounter, so they could not recognize them.

Li Yuanai said: "The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I will save you. It is natural for you to return it with horses."

This is what the monkey-like Hu monk in front of him said when he was following his horse before leaving.
Chapter completed!