Super Urban Master

"Amitabha Buddha." With a sound of the Buddha's name, a monk guarded in front of the Jinyang people.

E Guantian slapped the sudden appearance of the monk, and when he landed, he made a muffled sound. It took a few steps for the person to retreat uncontrollably before he could gain a firm foothold.

He was so shocked that he could blast him into such a person, what kind of master is this, how could there be such a master in the city?

The moment he stood firm, he was eager to see who the person was. When he saw the person guarding Jin Yang and the others, his hair-covered face twitched vigorously, and he felt a little difficult. The person who accepted to repel him turned out to be such a person.

Standing on the opposite side was a thin old monk who looked like a dry branch. His thin body stood in the night breeze. When the wind blew, people worried that he would be blown away.

But just such a person actually repelled the famous Evil Guantian. Is this true?

If it weren't for personal experience, Eguantian couldn't believe that one day he would be repelled by such a strong person.

In fact, it is not just Evil Guantian, but also the few people in Jinwumen who are a little unbelievable. The person who saved them and repelled Evil Guantian turned out to be such a thin and dry old monk. This Nima treats a person. The peak of his normal thinking and ideas is too strong.

"Who are you?" E Guantian glared at the big bronze bell eyes, and screamed at the monk with a fierce look.

"Amitabha Buddha, Lao Na Dry Leaf dare to ask the donor to keep someone." Dry Leaf said a Buddha's name, and the old voice pleaded. In fact, with his strength, he doesn't need to beg for anything, he can kill the two directly, but he is a monk, and the obsession in their hearts is not understandable by ordinary people.

"Master withered leaves, are you the first person known as the pseudo-ancient warrior, the master withered leaves of the Dragon Soul Temple?" This was an exclamation from the Jinwumen behind. Dead Leaf is known as the first person of the pseudo ancient martial artist, and his reputation has long been heard throughout the pseudo ancient martial arts world, and they have naturally heard of it if they have not seen anyone.

"You are the dead leaf?" Laughter and evil double jue also changed color at the same time. As the first person of the pseudo-ancient warrior, the name of the dead leaf is not small in the half ancient martial arts school. Once the dead leaf went to the highest realm of martial arts. More than half of the ancient martial arts sect, there is even legend that he has been in the real ancient martial arts world.

No one knows where his strength has reached so far. People only know that he is very powerful.

Since it was Dead Leaf, Laughing and Evil Shuangjue didn't dare to act rashly. They couldn't understand how the old monk would run here to interfere with their affairs.

"Master withered leaves, we and you have no grievances in the past and recent days, why are you here to interfere with our affairs? I advise you to not be nosy." Yin Guantian said in a bad tone.

"Amitabha Buddha, the donor, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. Jinwumen and Lao Na have formed a good relationship, and the two donors are asked to give Lao Na a little bit of face and let them make a living."

Hearing this, everyone at the scene understood. No wonder the old monk suddenly ran out to rescue the Jinwumen. It turned out that they had a bond.

It was decades ago that Dead Leaf became attached to the Jinwu Gate. At that time, Dead Leaf entered the semi-ancient martial arts world to pursue the martial arts. Unfortunately, he was injured. When his life was dying, he met Jin Muyun, the master of the Jinwu Gate. Jin Muyun saved Dead Leaf One. Fate, since Dead Leaf has formed this good bond with Jinwumen.

A few days ago, Jin Muyun, the master of Jinwumen, received a message from his subordinates through the sound transmission stone that Jinyang did not go well. Jin Muyun understood the virtues of his son, and worried that he would ask for help from the dead leaf through the sound transmission stone, so that the dead leaf could take care of the golden sun.

Withered leaves reciting Jin Muyun's life-saving grace, he did not dare to neglect the benefactor's trust, he was born again after more than ten years, and he followed Jin Yang and the others all the way.

It just so happened tonight that he found the people of Jinwumen and saved Jinyang and others at a critical moment. In the words of a monk, this is also a chance arranged for the dead leaves to repay their favor.

Jin Yang and others had never seen Dead Leaf before, so naturally they didn’t know him, but Dead Leaf was familiar with Jin Yang, because Dead Leaf had seen Jin Yang when he was a child, and when he was one year old, he gave Jin Yang a prayer bead as a gift for his first birthday. This prayer bead was hung on Jin Yang's neck with string.

This prayer bead is not an ordinary prayer bead, it contains a unique aura, which is connected to the dead leaf's soul, so as long as the dead leaf reaches a certain range around the prayer bead, he can feel the aura of the prayer bead. So he rushed over and rescued Jin Yang and others urgently.

This cannot be said, and it is indeed a great opportunity and luck.

"What if we don't let it go?" The evil genius doesn't care about the broken bond between Jinwumen and Dead Leaf. For him, if the people of Jinwumen are rescued by a withered old monk today, it is Hit him in the face.

Since his debut, no one has been able to rescue anyone from his hands, and his name is not for nothing.

What's more, Dead Leaf is just a pseudo ancient martial artist. Two and a half ancient martial arts masters handed over people because of a pseudo ancient martial artist with a few words. This puts their faces away, this is not to make laughter and evil. Is your reputation shame?

Besides, the old monk of Dry Leaf is powerful, but Laughter and Evil are definitely not vegetarians, and their teaming may not be the opponent of Dry Leaf. They are members of the Tianhanmen, one of the three sects of ancient martial arts. Are they afraid of a pseudo ancient martial artist?

Withered Ye seeing Ei Guantian's face and listening to his tone, he also knew that this matter could not be good today, and he had also heard of the reputation of laughing and evil. They wanted to kill, and almost no one dared to stop it easily. , Otherwise it will be a murderous disaster.

However, Dead Leaf still wanted to fight for it, "Two donors, God has a good life, why bother to kill them?"

"Old bald donkey, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you, since you are going to come to this muddy water, then the old rules, you go to die with them." After saying this, he said, "Swipe" from behind. Draw a black piccolo, this is his weapon.

It’s hard to imagine that something like the flute represents a kind of literature and art, refined, and only refined people like to use this stuff, but I didn’t expect Eguantian to be such a wild and rough man who looks like a primitive man. He could actually use such elegant things as weapons.

Of course, it doesn't matter what weapon to use. The important thing is that since he has taken out the weapon, it means that the fierce battle is about to begin.

"Hahaha, old evil, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, and if you have anything to do, sit down and talk with you." The smiling face on the opposite side came over with a smile.

"Talk about a ball, old bald donkey, you need to find the dead man to perfect you, take it." Evil Guantian roared and burst into flames, the huge figure rushed into the black night sky, and the flute was tearing the air in the night sky. The howl blasted towards the dead leaf's head.

The smiling tiger at the back just smiled. In fact, he and E Guantian had already connected with each other, and as soon as E Guantian started his hand, he also shot at the same time. The iron ruler in his hand attacked the back of Dead Leaf's head from behind. The combined attack of laughter and evil is extraordinary.

"Amitabha Buddha." The dead leaf said the Buddha's name calmly, with a bit of helplessness in his voice. At this moment, even if he didn't want to make a move anymore, he had to be forced to make a move. Before the sound of the Buddha's horn, the skinny hand that only saw the bones raised, and the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck rose into the sky and faced the attack. The flute and iron ruler that came.

In the next moment, the Buddha beads fought with the flute and the iron ruler.

The three super masters fought, and the movement was very serious, and the sound of fighting spread far away. Fortunately, it was at night, and it was more evasive here, otherwise it might cause some confusion.

...

"Mob, do you smell anything?"

At this moment, not far from here, Qin Hao and the little monsters were searching for the breath of Shi Bingying.

Starting from the airport where he got off the plane, the little monster took Qin Hao all the way to smell the breath left by Master Bingying for a long time and came here.

Originally, the mobs' sense of smell was very sensitive, but when they arrived in this area, the smell of sausages from nearby attracted the mobs, which caused a problem with its sense of smell for a while. I smelled this place after sniffing. Up.

Qin Hao looked at this remote place and the low and dilapidated houses around him. He was a little puzzled. Why did Shi Bingying come to such a place?

However, he is still very confident of the mobs' sense of smell, because previous practice has proved that the mobs' sense of smell can't go wrong. Maybe Shi Bingying is really in this place.

"Huhuhuhuhu." Suddenly, the little monster raised his hair and made a continuous "huhu" sound, which was very excited, and his saliva flowed out of the old man's excitement.

Qin Hao was also overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that he was in the front house.

Sure enough, the little monster screamed "whoo", and rushed into the front house with a "whoo", and Qin Hao immediately chased it in.

Inside, is a simple meat processing factory, I don't know why no one can be seen in the factory. Some of the racks and drying poles in the factory were covered with sausages of different lengths. The mobs pounced on those sausages and ate them there, shouting "Kaka Kaka".

"Nima!" Qin Hao was so dumbfounded that he really wanted to rush to choke this guy to death.

"I said mobs, I asked you to find someone, who asked you to find sausages, I rely on!" Qin Hao roared and rushed over, reaching out and grabbing the fur on the back of the neck of a cat-sized mob and lifting it up. .

The mobs ignored it, and continued to devour the sausage that had already been eaten in the second half, and carried out the final battle to destroy this sausage, as if they hadn't eaten a sausage in 800 years.

Qin Hao was so angry that his thoughts swept away, all the sausages hanging around on the shelf disappeared like a conjure, and they were all absorbed by his spatial ring.

"Tiger, tiger, tiger." The little monster who had wiped out the sausage stared wide-eyed, and saw that the sausage was gone. Knowing that Qin Hao had put it away, he kept yelling at Qin Haohu and looked at Qin Hao with pitiful eyes. , As if to say again: "Have mercy on me, give me something to eat."

Qin Hao glared at it and shouted at it. The sound of fighting from a distance attracted his attention.

"Someone is fighting? Go and see."

Qin Hao rushed out with a "swish" because he could feel that it was not a fight of ordinary people, it was a warrior fighting.