Chapter 112: Leaving the long

The monk in the air quickly jumped towards Simon's place. Unexpectedly, a bloody aura suddenly came to his face in the air. He couldn't help but breathing suddenly stopped. He saw a red light slashing down in the air.

The dwarf holding the giant sword in both hands actually had a faint red light in his eyes, and the bloody aura on his body seemed to be a devil from hell.

Seeing that Huigang, who had nowhere to leverage his power, was about to be hit by this, Viscount Simmon rushed out of the room with a long sword. Seeing the fight in the air, he couldn't help but scream in his heart. From the conversation between Bai Tian and Fei'er, he knew that the relationship between the girl and Huigang was probably not what they judged, but the judgment between the master and the servant.

If the monk was really hurt or something more serious, it would probably be difficult for Fei'er to explain.

Before Viscount Simmon below could say the words of his subordinates, Huigang kicked his feet in the air, and incredibly shifted his direction as the dwarf had already judged it.

Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills are like shadows, looking at the true energy emitted from his body to adjust the direction of the vertical leaping in the mid-air skill, the dwarf's slash was about to fail, but he didn't expect that the slash of the dwarf in the mid-air had turned into a horizontal slash, and he was about to succeed.

The dwarf suddenly felt happy. In the past, he felt this way after killing the enemy every time he was in the desert. However, he was wrong and suddenly felt that the extremely sharp giant sword in the air was suddenly held firmly by someone. The dwarf was shocked and saw carefully that the blade of the big sword was actually grabbed by the young man in front of him. His palm did not receive any damage. The palm was actually wrapped in this layer of golden fighting spirit light.

"The Holy Power of Light!!"

Viscount Simon, who was watching below, shouted out in surprise. The dwarf clearly saw the blonde young man opposite, stretched out his finger and lit it a few times under him. He suddenly couldn't move all over.

Viscount Simon looked at Huigang in front of him, and in addition to being shocked, he also had such deep fear. Judging from the various sounds, he could tell that the monk had been here fighting all the way from the front, but the time was incredible. The Viscount was very clear about how powerful the dwarf iron ore who taught him martial arts was, but such a powerful warrior was beaten down in the air with just one move, and now he still couldn't understand life and death.

The Viscount, who had always been bold and decisive, stammered at this moment:

"Mr. Folite, everything is a misunderstanding, please listen to my explanation."

Huigang sneered at the opposite side, without answering. She stretched out her fingers and pointed at a few times, and turned Viscount Simmon into a look of folding hands and worshiping the West.

One of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, finger Zen

He was about to step into the door, and heard the strong wind coming from behind. Marquis Omoke, who arrived here, stabbed at the monk with a spear. As soon as he ran to the backyard, he saw his son lying stiffly to the ground. The anxious Marquis didn't care about anything and started attacking directly.

The huge rifle attack enveloped all the space around the monk and could not be avoided at all, but Huigang did not dodge and held the tip of the rifle firmly with his right hand. Although there was a cold light flashing there, Huigang could not move any longer after he was caught.

The monk's body now showed a golden light, wrapped in the holy power of light. He grabbed the gun and shouted in the air:

"break!!"

A figure suddenly flashed out in the air. It was the magician in front of him who used magical eyes. He was shocked by the monk's voice with the true power of Buddhism. He was unable to maintain his floating technique floating in the air, and fell to the ground dizzy.

Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills: Lion Roar

It was quite interesting to say that the monk's voice seemed like thunder in the mage's ears, but only the mage heard it, and even the marquis who were very close to Huigang did not hear it.

At this time, the Marquis' whole body was shining with the light of fighting spirit, and the muscles on his body surged one by one. The armor made of stainless steel outside was actually cracked by the surged muscles. This is the Marquis' real strength. Although the senior generals leading the army do not need to be too skilled in martial arts, this ability is already extremely outstanding.

In front of such a huge force, the monk did not step back, and suddenly his hand was one hand and one hand was one hand. The Marquis, who had exhausted all his strength, did not expect the resistance in front to suddenly disappear. The huge inertia and Huigang's gentle in front suddenly lost control and rushed forward.

The monk snatched the gun in his hand and the monk snatched it. The Marquis wearing tattered armor all over the place opened the wooden door of the female family's residence with great force. Although the female family took some precautions at Viscount Simmon's reminder, they obviously did not expect the Marquis to fall in so embarrassedly, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Huigang reached this point and never took a step forward. She just said loudly outside:

"Can Fei'er come out and meet me?"

Inside the house, the chaos caused by the Marquis' sudden fall in, and after a while, Fei'er ran out wearing a pink cloak.

The monk looked at the girl in front of him and found that for the first time Fei'er had reached his shoulder and had already matured a lot. Although she still looked like a little girl, she had grown a lot. When she saw her in the Stone Town, the innocent look on Fei'er's face faded a lot.

Looking at Huigang, she felt a little panic on the girl in front of her. Obviously, she didn't know why her uncle was inexplicably beaten in by her brother.

The monk stretched out his hand and gently touched the girl's head, and said softly:

"Fei'er, I can't be with you now. Brother can't be with you every day."

The girl didn't know what happened yet. Although there were fewer people when she met Huigang after she came to the Marquis, she suddenly became anxious when she heard the person she depended on said such words, and tears were also rolling in her eyes. However, Fei'er vaguely knew that her relatives did not take Huigang and Yalina very much. The departure of the female swordsman some time ago was also because of this.

Although Fei'er is innocent, she doesn't understand these worldly affairs at all. She followed the monk in a hurry:

"Brother Huigang, is it because my uncle and others are going to drive you away? I will tell them not to tell you to leave. If I leave you, I will not know what to do."

The monk laughed out loud, bent down and looked straight at the girl and said:

"It has nothing to do with the Marquis and the others. You are different from your brother. I will come to see you often and learn your harp well. I like listening to it very much."

Hearing this, the girl's mind was immediately diverted, her face turned red, and she said to the monk excitedly:

"Well, I will definitely study hard. Then I will play it for Brother Huigang alone."

Huigang nodded slightly and whispered to the girl:

"Don't separate from the Wing Lion's Fur Ball, and this butterfly must be hung on your chest all the time, do you know?"

Seeing the monk's serious words, the girl nodded and agreed seriously. Although the monk could basically confirm that the Marquis of Omok's family had no malice towards the girl, the experience of coming to this world made him know that many things were necessary to be prepared for. If something happened, it would probably be too late. The role of the Winged Lion and the Golem was extremely outstanding. I thought that if I was resisting these two, I might feel troubles.

After explaining this, the monk whispered to the girl again, and then said:

"I won't be too far away from you, I will come back to see you often."

After saying that, my body had already flew up flat, and I slightly stumbled on the roof and disappeared, but Huigang's voice was still echoing in the yard.

"This is your punishment for offending the Buddha last night, and there will be nothing wrong at dawn."

The monk's striking area had already used the skills of 18-striking clothes among the 72 Shaolin's unique skills, so the Marquis of Omok, who was wearing armor, fell heavily, but the women in the mansion were unscathed. The Marquis was worried about the safety of the girl. When the monk left, he ran out regardless of the obstruction of the servants and maids at home. Seeing the girl standing still on the porch, he thought she had suffered some harm and was very frightened.

He walked to Fei'er nervously, but found that under the moonlight, the girl's face was covered with tears, staring blankly at the direction where Huigang left.

Marquis Omok's body was a long time to beat. The monk did not put too heavy hands. He was the first person in the mansion to recover. As soon as he recovered, he hurriedly observed the status of the soldiers in the yard with the wizard who was thrown.

What shocked them was that about 200 armed soldiers in the entire mansion stood there unscathed. However, they were unable to move all over their bodies, and the left and right wings, and the dwarf iron ore were in this position, with their hands folded and worshiping towards the West.

The same is true for the archers on the roof. The magician and the marquis were puzzled and did not know what this posture meant. But although it was impossible to observe the problem outside, it was difficult to guarantee that it was not a secret magic or magic. However, the magician used several types of dispersing magic there but had no effect. In the end, he even used a special high-level dispersing magic scroll without any effect.

The Marquis and the Magician naturally didn't know that this was the posture of respecting the evil gods that Viscount Simmon said last night.

When the two were at a loss, the magician noticed the direction of the moon in the sky and seemed to have remembered something. He had an incredible face on his face and had not spoken for a long time. The Marquis there saw that the magician beside him had not responded for a long time, and he felt a little impatient. Looking at the other party's expression, he thought that there was nothing but a slightest question, so he quickly asked.

The magician said in a trembling voice:
Chapter completed!