Chapter 797

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
Tang Ning looked at the iron bar that was waving at her. The next moment, she reached out and blocked the man's swinging iron bar. The man screamed and the iron stick fell into her hand.

"It's quite heavy."

She pulled the corner of her mouth and said, holding the iron bar, a return hit, a heavy stick will be shot down on the man's leg.

"Click!"

"Ah

The sound of bone fracture crackled, and the man's shrill scream was even more shrill. The original arrogant man knelt down because his leg bone was broken. The cold sweat of Dou Zhu big exuded from his forehead, and his face became pale. His body was convulsed by the sudden sharp pain. The scream finally became silent, because it was too painful to make a sound.

"Does it hurt?"

Tang Ning asked with a smile, raised the withered head with an iron bar, looked at his pale face, and said, "this is just like this? Don't lie to me

Her delicate and excellent eyebrows and eyes smile, like a naughty child in general, a reflection of the way, asked: "next to interrupt your hand, OK? Or the other leg? "

"Little bald ass! Dare you! Ah... "

The man was biting his teeth, defiant and defiant. When he saw the words, the iron bar again violently swung and fell. At the moment when he shot down his arm, the man screamed, as if something was broken in his body. It was only covered by the click of bone fracture. At that moment, people could not detect it.

The man's shrill scream, startled that side because of this scene and stay several people fierce recollection, angrily drinks to come forward.

"Kill him for me!" The men who held the iron bars drank furiously. They carried the iron bars and waved them to the little monk.

"Kill him? How can we do that! It's not good to fight and kill. "

Downing shook his head, looked at the people running by and laughed: "but if you want to fight, I can accompany you." The iron bar in the hands of a rotation, with her shadow swept out.

"Bang!"

"Click! Ah... "

The sound of iron bar shooting down, bone fracture and scream filled the ears of the Inn guests. Those guests who retreated to the corner for fear of being affected, watched the little monk beating them one by one with his iron stick. The whole court suppressed those people and let them scream with no strength to fight back. They were stunned.

Are young monks so cruel now?

Can't you say it's not brutal? In their impression, don't young monks eat fast and read scriptures? How could this little monk be so different?

But what's the matter with them clapping and cheering?

"Ah! My accomplishments! My accomplishments have been abandoned! "

The voice of alarm sounded, which was mixed with panic and horror and despair. Compared with the bone being broken, the most terrible and unacceptable thing is to be abandoned.

They set up so many enemies outside. If they don't have the strength to cultivate, can they still live?

"Ah! My accomplishments are gone My accomplishments... "

"No! I don't believe it! It is not true. It's not true! "

Several people's crazy look scared the people around, heard them say that the strength of the cultivation was abandoned, for a moment, the eyes of the public were stunned and fell on the little monk.