Chapter 1626: Enemy of the Poor Taoist

"Master Hui Cong, Master Zen Xin's nephew, you guys will help the two monks up and take care of the injuries ……" Master Hui Kong was still speaking without any hurry, his body was motionless, and his robe was even bulging without wind, and a touch of coldness flashed out from his eyes.

Over there, Monk Huicong and Zen Xin young monk had already helped up Wu Feng and Old Liu head who were paralyzed on the ground, Wu Feng just gratefully glanced at the two of them, and couldn't say a single word out of pain.

Huikong master and that masked old Taoist confronted for a moment, Huikong once again said: "Taoist, poor Taoist has no intention to make an enemy of you, just want to save the lives of the two of them, why do you have to be so obsessive, as a Buddhist, not to compete with others than the courage to fight hard, if you continue to be obsessive, poor monks are not afraid of it, why don't we go our own way, peacefully how to do it? "

"Hmph" the masked old Taoist laughed twice, looked at Master Huikong, and opened his mouth to curse: "Old thieves and vultures! Poor Road said, these two people must be killed, you since you want to save them, that is with the poor Road for the enemy, which there is what good to say, then let's do it bar, the poor Road's evil ghost beckon has long waited impatient, you a few old monks cultivation is also good, this evil ghost beckon inside what people have, is not a monk …… haha ……"

Said, the masked old man without saying a word, flat push up a palm towards the Hui Kong master's chest to shoot, this palm is powerful, carrying the wind blowing Hui Kong master's eyebrows and mustache are flying up, Hui Kong master suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a touch of palpitations, did not think that the masked old man's power was so deep, and at the moment did not dare to slack off, also lifted up his hand, will be a long time to save the internal force pooled in the palms of the hands above, and that the masked old man's power is so deep. The masked old Taoist and the masked old Taoist sparred a palm.

The two palms on, only issued a "snap" sound crunch, a moment later, the surrounding air field was subject to fluctuations, the ground blew a burst of wind, leaves clattered, the clothes of the people were blown floating up, the heart of the inexplicable actually a sense of palpitations.

Huikong master took a step back, his face turned a flush, the corner of his mouth overflowed a line of blood, apparently not small shock, just at this time, behind him Hui Ming monk has long been unable to hold back, waved up the less to say a hundred to say a hundred to say a hundred to say a hundred pounds of Zen staff, shouted, pocket will be towards the top of the head of that masked that road smashed down, just now with the Huikong master sparred with the palm of the masked old man was not affected in the slightest, not panicky and not slow He raised a hand, easily held the monk Hui Ming's staff and sneered, "I thought that you old thieves have a lot of ability, but at this moment, you seem to be just like a chicken and a dog, you're clearly looking for death!"

"Tie! Niubizi old road, the sprinkler has long looked at your eyes, first don't brag, eat me a few zen stick say!"

Hui Ming said, the whole body's muscles tense, nostrils out of the two hot air, hard will be in the hands of the Zen staff pressure, this Hui Ming monk is a brute force, a hundred pounds of Zen staff dance tiger wind, this Zen staff pressure, less to say also want a thousand kilograms of weight, that the masked old Taoist looks thin, but there is a thick internal strength, but in the thousand pounds of heavy pressure, but the face is a trace of the strain of the look.

As the two of them were fighting over here, Master Huikong, who had just sparred with a palm, regained his strength, and at that moment, he also wielded his zen staff, joining Huiming in the battle against the masked old Taoist.