In the square behind the Main Hall of Liquan Temple, a group of Taoist priests armed with sticks were chasing and beating a group of bald monks.

Although the monks were also fighting back, except for a very small number of practicing monks, most of the remaining monks could only be beaten and run around with their heads covered when faced with the sticks.

Even the few practicing monks were extremely reluctant to cope with this situation.

The scene is very chaotic!

Of course, this chaotic scene also feasted the eyes of the surrounding idlers, who kept shouting and applauding.

The most outstanding character in the field is Kong Qing, who is dressed in white and extremely handsome. Although he does not use sword control now, Qinglian Sword Song does not require sword control to be used.

Sword Immortal Li Bai was originally a very dashing character, and in addition to its power, his Qinglian Sword Song was also first-rate in terms of action and special effects.

I saw Kong Qing walking lightly at this time, as if he was riding the wind, walking around the old monk Huijing, the long sword in his hand circling up and down in his palm, which made people dizzy, as if he was not there.

It's like a martial arts competition, but like dancing...

"color!"

In the eyes of the idle people around him, the white-robed Taoist priest looked elegant and graceful as he turned around. Especially when compared with the old monk opposite him, he looked like a graceful young master. He raised his hand and shot.

The feet are so elegant.

Listening to the cheers of the idle people around him, the old monk Huijing felt a little restless.

It is because of the existence of these idle people that he has many tricks to take advantage of the location. For example, he dare not do things such as activating the magic circle in the temple. Otherwise, once the magic circle affects the onlookers around him, things will get into trouble.

Big!

Maybe when the time comes, the current saints will take advantage of the situation and seal Liquan Temple, just like Zhuangyan Temple.

Unable to use formations or magic weapons, old monk Huijing felt that he was becoming more and more helpless. At this moment, the Taoist priest in white suddenly jumped up and turned his body gracefully in the air.

lock up.

"color!"

A burst of thunderous cheers immediately erupted from all around, making Monk Huijing feel disturbed and his hands relaxed slightly.

"middle!"

When Monk Huijing came to his senses, he saw that the opponent's scabbard had penetrated straight into his chest and touched his chest.

puff!

The end of the scabbard collided with the Vajra Mantra on Monk Huijing's body, and a small ball of golden light burst out.

A huge force came from the sword, and the old monk Huijing flew backwards involuntarily, crashed through the wall of the back hall, and fell in.

Kong Qing's body also rushed forward quickly, chasing his figure into the back hall.

"Tan Yue, why are you so aggressive!"

After avoiding the sight of those idle people, the old monk Huijing climbed up from the ground, took out a short knife, blocked the blow from Kong Qing, and said in a deep voice.

"Master Atu is really not here."

"Someone knows..."

Kong Qing threw the Gu Chen Sword out with his hand, and then the Gu Sword drew a curve on its own, went around behind the old monk Huijing, and struck his bald head.

"Just when you, the great monk, stopped us, Master Atu had already escaped over the wall from the side courtyard."

"we do not have……"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the words that old monk Huijing originally explained were immediately blocked back in his mouth.

"How did you know this?"

"hehe……"

Kong Qing sneered, and with a wooden whip in his hand, he whipped Monk Huijing's face hard.

"Our Taishi Bureau has been watching you for a long time!"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Monk Huijing's heart trembled.

Been staring at us for a long time...

is this real?

boom!

Just when Monk Huijing was frightened by Kong Qing's casual words, Gu Chen's sword had been unceremoniously drawn out from behind.

Snapped!

The scabbard hit Monk Huijing's head with a crisp sound, and the blow hit Huijing's head forward. Kong Qing immediately pursued the victory, brandishing the wooden whip in his hand, and beat him violently.

Bang bang bang...

The wooden whip hit Huijing's body, and golden lights bloomed one after another.

At this moment, a red shadow suddenly flashed behind Monk Huijing.

puff!

In an instant, Monk Huijing felt as if his lower back had been stabbed by a hot nail. There was a burst of sharp pain, and the Vajra Curse on his body was pierced by one blow.

The next moment, the wooden whip in Kong Qing's hand had hit Huijing's head firmly.

After a miserable howl, a purple blood streak appeared on his head.

Snapped!

Once the blow was successful, Kong Qing immediately backhanded him again.

"Pindao told you not to make friends..."

Snapped!

"The poor Taoist asked you to resist stubbornly..."

Snapped!

"..."

Just when Kong Qing was wielding the divine whip and beating monk Huijing violently in the temple, a thin old Taoist priest was sitting on the wall of Liquanfang holding a teacup, sipping tea.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest put down the teacup in his hand, stretched out his hand, made a fist, and knocked it gently in the air.

"come out!"

boom!

After a loud explosion, an old monk with white beard and eyebrows emerged from the void, staggered a few times, and landed on the wall of the square.

The old Taoist priest didn't even look at the old monk who suddenly appeared. He unclenched his fists, picked up the cup in his hand again and put it to his mouth.

"roll!"

After hearing the old Taoist priest's words, the monk's face instantly changed from green to red.

puff!

The old monk opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then took a deep breath. His face first turned from white to red, and then from red to white. After repeated several times, he exhaled a puff of white air, and his face recovered.

It became a normal color.

After his face completely recovered, the old monk raised his head, looked at the old Taoist priest with fearful eyes, and whispered the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva! The old monk Zhixi has met the real Qingxia."

The thin old Taoist priest ignored him completely, still holding the tea cup and staring at the sky in the distance, as if he was in a trance.

"Qingxia Zhenren,"

Although the Taoist priest ignored him, the old monk still shamelessly took a step forward, bowed his head, put his hands together and saluted.

"Even your Taishi Bureau cannot be unreasonable..."

boom!

After a loud explosion, the old monk jumped up from the courtyard wall, flew backwards, and disappeared into Jinchengfang next door.

"Noisy!"

The old Taoist priest slowly let go of his hand, flexed his fingers like a real old man, and then picked up the tea cup in front of him.

Suck!

…

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three or four sticks hit a monk on the head at the same time. His eyes turned white and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"color!"

At this time, all the monks had fallen to the ground crookedly. The scene was very tragic, and the faces of the idle people around who were watching the excitement and did not mind the trouble were all flushed.

"What are you waiting for?"

Kong Qing, dressed in white, walked out of the hole in the wall of the back hall, his body spotless.
To be continued...