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Chapter 1200 The abbot is here

Suddenly, a Buddha's name came from the east, "Amitabha!", which attracted everyone's eyes and saw a monk wearing a green monk's robe standing on the wall, holding a four-eared iron Zen stick, full of mystery.

The arrival of reinforcements made Qiuyu look happy and said with a smile: "Abbot, you are late."

The monk was not someone else, but Abbot Dehui, the second elder of the Yushe Society. He was dispatched as an ace. Seeing Qiu Yu being trapped in the siege, he said loudly: "It's not too late, it's just right." After that, he jumped up and ran towards him with long sleeves. He was actually like the Fahai who could subdue monsters in movies and TV dramas.

The Southern King frowned and asked, "Who is this bald donkey?"

Taoist Xuande shook his head, "If you don't know me, you must be Qiu Yu's bastard's accomplice."

"Okay, let him die under my sword." The Southern King said viciously.

On the road of flirting with flowers and grass, men will never know how satisfied. This is the case with the King of Southern. He had already made him so happy that he was so arrogant that he felt that the other party was the best woman. However, after seeing Hong Fuzhen's fruit body, he was immediately fascinated and wanted to hug him immediately and he was very fond of it.

Since he had this intention, the King of Southern wanted to get the charming beauty, of course he had to show his might and use it to attract others' attention. Then, beating this old monk can achieve his goal and cut off his followers with the surname Qiu.

To be fair, the Southern King's martial arts are pretty good. He was very confident in himself, so he drew his long sword and rushed over, shouting loudly: "Old bald donkey, die."

I have to say that the guy from the South is quite stylish, making him look like a hero who appears in the movie, with high fighting spirit and suave style. He can only be described in two words, that is awesome!

The long sword stormed with the sound of the wind, and the Southern King took action quickly enough, and it was indeed a two-step move. However, what he intercepted was the six wonders of the land pounds of the world. The famous Fan Master Su Lang at that time, the consequences can be imagined.

Abbot Dehui said angrily, "Get out." Then, a dazed voice came out. He waved the Sierre Zen Staff and smashed it suddenly, which could not tolerate the Southern King's sword withdrawal. The Zen Staff hit it on it. The Southern King's tiger's mouth immediately bleeding, which scared him to death and ran away in a hurry.

At this moment, a loud bang came from the east courtyard wall, dust filled the wall, and a large truck was knocked down by a brick and stone, and a gap of four or five meters wide appeared. The members who always saw it were stunned.

The truck was full of men holding hijabs, all of whom were members of the Mad Lion Hall of the Feather Society. After a distance, he stopped. A tough woman like a butcher came out of the cab. It was the hall master Luo Sao. She waved the bone-cutting knife and shouted loudly: "Brothers, hurry up, chop these bitches."

Not only did dozens of members on the car jump down, but countless members rushed in from the gap, causing endless waves, scaring those members who always looked dissatisfied. Only then did they realize that they were prepared.

When things come to an end, retreating is also a death. Taoist Xuande could only bite the bullet and shout, "Brothers, let's fight with these bastards like the feather club, follow me."
Chapter completed!
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