Chapter 951 monk who has offended

Three days later.

When Chu Yun came out of the hall, he was in high spirits.

In these days, he is really growing rapidly.

Not to mention the 70% increase in strength, the physique has become more tenacious under the hammer blow day by day.

Today's Chu cloud, although it can't be said to be reborn and reborn, is not far away.

After seeing Chu Yun come out, everyone's eyes suddenly widened, and death fell on him without moving away.

One month and three days!

How cruel!

The time you spend alone is worth ten of us!

At the thought of this, their hearts will rise a rage, wish to teach Chu Yun a lesson.

Among the crowd, a figure stepped back and didn't seem to want to have a positive contact with Chu Yun.

Chu Yun is in a good mood. Naturally, he doesn't put others in his eyes and walks out happily.

In the second place, they were wearing black robes and cloaks to cover their bodies.

When he saw Chu Yun coming out, the impatience on his face suddenly disappeared. He went to the main hall excitedly. "It's my turn at last!"

Originally, he thought it would be his turn soon, but he had to wait for more than a month.

Now the stinky boy finally rolls out, it's his turn.

However, before he pushed the door with his hands, a voice came out of the door: "my prince is too tired. Whoever it is, come back in a week."

When he heard this, his smile suddenly stiffened and then gradually disappeared.

Life is really ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs

All his good mood was destroyed in an instant.

Originally thought it was hope, who expected to fall at the bottom of despair!

After waiting for a month and a half, what I got was this result!

His lungs are going to explode!

"Poop."

Among the crowd, I don't know who smiled.

Although there was no malice, it fell to his ears like a bolt from the blue, full of ridicule and ridicule.

"Who, who, dare he laugh at me?"

The man was furious, turned around and roared wildly, his eyes scarlet.

Obviously, he was completely angry at the hope that he had been expecting again and again, but in the end it all failed.

He reached out to take off the Cape on top of his head, showing a fierce look, and glanced at the crowd with a grin.

It's actually a monk.

The monk was shining with gold, but his expression was extremely ferocious, like a monster, which was about to swallow people.

His strength is unmatched.

Just the release of the waves, people tremble all over, there is a sense of shivering.

All of a sudden, there was no one in the room.

After all, the identity of the people present is not low, no one wants to find trouble.

If you win the monk, you will surely get into trouble with Foshan.

What a giant is Foshan in the west? Everyone knows it.

But if you lose to this monk, it will be even more humiliating.

To sum up, I can't win or lose, so I just don't speak.

The monk scanned for a week and found that no one was talking. He immediately vented his anger to Chu Yun, who had left before.

Originally, it was my turn. You came out to grab the position.

OK, I can wait.

Who would have thought that you came out more than a month after you went in.

OK, I'll take it.

When I was about to push the door in, the eldest prince said that he was tired and had to wait another week.

Damn it, how bullying I am!

I dare not look for the misfortune of the eldest prince, or trouble you?

I dare to be so proud in front of me. I've skinned you!

The evil spirit in the monk's eyes is more and more heavy. His body is full of blue tendons, and he rushes towards the outside like a gust of wind.

I'm so miserable. Why are you so proud?

If it wasn't for you, I would have built a good spirit soldier!

"The monk is crazy."

"Well, whatever he does."

"It's said that the monks in Foshan in the West are well-educated. Today, they are really disappointed."

All the people were whispering to each other. They were afraid that the monk would kill another rifle.

A man in the hall saw the old monk heading for Chu Yun. After hesitating for a while, he followed him out.

Chu Yun is walking in the city of jinhammer. He is in a very good mood.

This time, I not only made friends with Zhao tiehammer, but also improved a lot of strength through him.

Especially those spirit soldiers who have been blessed, all of them are full of new vitality.

He is even thinking about how to help Zhao tiehammer get back leiming Warhammer.

The hammer body of thundering Warhammer is in the imperial treasury of the holy state of yaochi. They don't know the specific effect of thundering Warhammer, so they certainly don't care so much.

If you want to get thundering Warhammer, you must try your best to get into the sight of the royal family of the holy kingdom of yaochi. Only in this way can you get close to the huangku.

Seriously, it's hard.

If it's not hard, there won't be such a big deal.

It's really tempting to wear a super smart soldier and two perfect structures.

For his own sake, for the sake of being too dry on the mainland, Chu Yun is willing to take this risk!

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

When Chu Yun was in a good mood, suddenly there came the angry roar of the monk from behind.

He stepped on the cloud, wrapped in the brilliant golden light, raised his hand and grabbed Chu Yun's head.

It looks like that. There is no room left.

"Well?"

Chu Yun turned his head and looked at the old monk with some doubts.

It's weird. Where did I offend him?

Chu Yun had already passed the age of violent temper, and was more willing to investigate the root of things.

In addition, I was in a good mood this time, so I didn't fight back with my dead hand.

His feet are like stepping on time. It's easy to dodge the attack of the old monk.

"Bald ass, why do you want to fight me?"

Chu Yun stared at the old monk with a smile. He was sure that he didn't see each other, but he didn't know why they saw each other, just like the Revenge of killing his father.

The sound of the bald ass once again infuriated the old monk.

"You want to die, little beast!"

The old monk roared and pushed down his backhand. The magnificent golden wave seemed to rain from the sky and went towards the Chu cloud.

Chu Yun stood there, motionless, his eyes cold, letting the old monk clap his hands on his head.

The sky breaks and the earth breaks.

"Boom!"

The explosion was deafening.

"Wheeze!"

The old monk spits out a mouthful of dullness, and his eyes flash with joy.

This kid was so patted by himself, his head must be thin and broken, and he died.

However, Chu Yun still stood there, his voice slightly cold: "bald ass, have I provoked you? How could I have given you such a cruel hand?"

Although his temper is much better, it doesn't mean that others can push their noses and faces wantonly.

If he had not been in a good mood, the old donkey would have died. How could he have continued to stand here arrogantly?

"How can it be? I have this Vajra palm technique. Even meteorite iron can be broken!"

When the old monk saw this, he was surprised in his pupils. Some of them didn't think that the boy's head was so hard.

It's weird that it's harder than steel.

"Of course you didn't provoke me, but I don't like you. If it wasn't for you, why should I wait so long?"

The old monk pinched Chu Yun's head with his fingers. Since I can't crush you, I will crush you.

"Ka! Click! "

Just listen to a crack in the bone.

Chu Yun was still standing there with no expression. Instead, he was the old monk. He covered his fingers and made a Scream: "ah --"

Chu Yun's head. In these days, he was smashed by Zhao tiehammer dozens of times and recovered every time.

These dozens of fractures made his head harder and his bones as iron as steel.

Although the old monk is a real king of life and death, it is far from him to die with a slap.

Chu Yun is the peak of the realm of creation. Let alone the old monk is the real king of the ordinary realm of life and death. Even if he is the real king of the realm of life and death, he has only the right to seek death.

"Is it nice?"

Chu Yun's eyes flashed a cold, backhand out, and grabbed the old monk's neck like lightning.

"Well."

The old monk was held up by his neck, and his face was very frightened.

For a moment, he felt weak and his hands and legs were paralyzed, unable to exert any strength.

This boy, why is it so terrible.

In front of him, I couldn't even mention the resistance.

"Monk, since you are a Buddhist, you should always guard against greed, anger, ignorance and three poisons. What are you doing when you are offended by three poisons? It's not good to die early and live beyond! "

Chu Yun's eyes flashed a cold feeling. He didn't bother to talk nonsense with the old monk at all. He pinched the old monk's neck with a click.

The old monk's head was askew and he was completely cut off.

"Hum."

Chu Yun shakes the old monk's body and looks around him.

Because the movement just now attracted many people to watch.

"When else would you like to hide?"

Chu Yun sneers and stares at the void in the distance.

“……”

The void is twisted. One person comes out of it and takes off his cloak. He is also a monk.

"I have seen martial uncle Qingming."

The monk folded his hands and bowed to Chu Yun to salute him. It was the little harmony that he met in Hanshan Temple that day.

It's said that it's a little monk. In fact, it's not small. It's just that his face is tender.

Monk Qinglang is Baoqi's Apprentice. He poured himself tea over and over again, which Chu Yun did not forget.

"How are you?"

Chu Yun was a little surprised, then pointed to the monk's body: "he is with you?"

"Answer uncle, he is my nephew, but I didn't expect to meet him here."

Monk Qinglang said helplessly: "I saw that he wanted to show disrespect to martial uncle, so I followed him quickly, but I didn't expect that martial uncle would be so soon It solves the problem... "

"The monk's cultivation is not good. I sent him to see the Buddha."

Chu Yun pointed to the corpse: "but I'm the same as you. Take the corpse for him."

"Yes, martial uncle."

Monk Qinglang forced his face to smile. The reason why he didn't want to see Chu Yun was because of the problem of seniority.

He seems to be young, but in fact he is over two hundred years old.

But Chu Yun and his master called each other brothers, especially his master, and even let himself be called his uncle.

The Qinglang monk felt very embarrassed and simply avoided.

I just didn't expect that the old monk suddenly committed the hatred and wanted to come out and kill Chu Yun