Chapter 1835: Great Spells

The fat monk's body is still in mid-air, Wu Feng has already arrived, that is, at the same time as the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword fell to the ground, Wu Feng towards the fat monk's chest ruthlessly slapped a palm, this palm is a yin yao palm, able to shatter a thousand pounds of boulders yin yao palm, but Wu Feng's force only made up five or six percent, mainly because of the control of the sword just now, taking up a part of the internal force.

Even so, the fat monk's fat body was also shaken by this palm flying out, body before landing, let out a muffled grunt, immediately felt a sweet throat, chest and abdomen a burst of roll, a mouth opened and sprayed out a large mouth of fresh blood.

And then, that fat monk's body heavily slammed down on the ground, very woefully rolled on the ground for several times before stopping, the monk's clothes on his back were worn out, revealing a bloody and slimy piece of his back.

"Helmsman ……"

Those seven old Taoists exclaimed in unison, their surprise and worry overflowing, and they all carried their peach wood swords upside down towards the fat monk.

However, Old Liu Tou, who had been muffled all along, let out a cold snort, took a step forward with his yellow-haired monkey, and said coldly, "What's the matter? Do you guys want to break the rules of the jianghu and attack as a group?"

Those old Taoists saw Old Liu Tou blocking the way, they stopped their steps, at this moment, they still fear Old Liu Tou, as well as the yellow-haired monkey squatting on his shoulder, just looking at the fat monk from afar, with a very sad expression on their faces.

After a while, the fat monk stood up trembling, a mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, it seems that Wu Feng's palm is really not light, the fat monk is very seriously injured, if he did not use his true qi to protect his life veins in advance, at this moment it is estimated that he should not be able to stand up.

Wu Feng is not the kind of villain to take advantage of people's danger, this palm shot down, did not take the opportunity to attack again, but like a tower of iron generally stood there, very easy to clap his hands, with a mocking meaning of the eyes towards the fat monk.

However, this fat monk still let Wu Feng some small surprise, his own yin yao palm has been very to the fire, but even this fat monk did not shoot can not stand up, greatly out of his expectations.

After that fat monk stood up, he reached out and wiped a handful of blood on the corner of his mouth, and then he glanced towards Wu Feng, his eyes turning cold and ferocious.

"Helmsman …… Helmsman …… Are you seriously injured?" An old Taoist asked with concern.

"Lao Di is fine, what is this little injury? It's just a momentary negligence on the part of the old line." That fat monk hard mouth, but the heart is like turning the river like waves of shock, can not help but wonder; when the Jianghu out of such a rising star? Cultivation is so high, strange and cruel moves frequently, will also use the art of sword, the jianghu if there is such a young man has long been spread, Xiangxi Wu Feng, or Maoshan's heir, now, that fat monk has begun to doubt the identity of Wu Feng is true or false.

"What? The slap you hit just now isn't heavy enough for you? Do you want to take another slap from me?" Wu Feng asked carelessly.

"Haha ……" The fat monk suddenly laughed, laughed openly, and only after he had finished laughing did he say, "With this trivial skill, you are still disgracing yourself in front of the old line, then the old line will let you see what a truly great spell is, ignorant Ignorant yellow-haired child, waiting to die!"

Said, that fat monk will that string of Buddha beads re-hang on the neck, both hands tugged his monk robe, "piercing la" a sound, the monk robe was torn into pieces, revealing a body of fat meat.