Kong Jian flipped his palm, and another golden palm print flew out and rushed into the sky.

"Drink...ha!"

"boom."

Qin Yao punched the Buddha's hand, and as expected, it was bounced away again.

"Stop struggling, you are no match for me." Kong Jian Yun Dan said lightly.

Qin Yao's body turned several somersaults in mid-air and landed on the ground with a thud.

"The battle situation is still uncertain, so don't be so arrogant."

This was not the first time that Qin Yao encountered such a high-level opponent. His face was not panicked at all, and he used all the Dahuang Ting Qi in his body. His body suddenly expanded in a circle, and the spiritual patterns between his eyebrows sparkled.

Kong Jian frowned, raised his palm high, and waved it down from top to bottom.

At the same time, a big golden hand flashed from Qin Yao's head and landed.

Qin Yao kicked the ground with his heels, and the magical talisman on his leg shone with light. In an instant, he escaped from the attack with his big hand and came to Kong Jian.

"Poof!"

Before he raised his palm, Qin Yao's right fist hit him hard on the face, causing his body to stagger and almost fall to the ground.

"Whoa." Kong Jian dodged to avoid the second punch, his posture as elegant as the wind: "I was careless, I didn't dodge, I won't give you the chance to hit my second punch."

"Too much nonsense, you are not Ma Baoguo." Qin Yao's figure was as fast as lightning, rushing towards him, and his casserole-like iron fist brushed against the tip of Kong Jian's nose.

"boom!"

Kong Jian flipped his hand and slapped Qin Yao on his body, knocking him flying again.

However, what surprised him was that even so, the opponent did not appear to be injured and was still as strong as a tiger.

"It turns out you are not human!" Monk Kongjian said with certainty.

In his opinion, given the other party's current level of cultivation, it is impossible for a human to cultivate his body to this level.

"You are not a human being." Qin Yao scolded lightly, activated the divine walking talisman, and bullied himself upwards, his fists as sharp as the light of an axe.

Monk Kong Jian exhaled, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes tightly. The Buddha's light behind him gathered together, and actually condensed into a huge angry-eyed Vajra.

King Kong leaned forward, clasped his hands together, and just caught Qin Yao's body, pressing him firmly into his palms.

"Qin Yao, do you want to convert or not?" Angry-eyed King Kong spoke, his voice like thunder.

"I surrender to you, sir." Qin Yao was completely furious, the lines between his eyebrows and soul turned into flowing fire, golden light rippled on his arms, and he slowly opened his giant Vajra hands.

"Stubborn!"

The angry-eyed King Kong shook his head, bit by bit closing the space that Qin Yao had opened up.

"Dengdengglao."

"Please come up, ancestor!"

At the critical moment, there was a sudden sound of kicking on the ground outside the gate, and then a four-eyed giant holding a giant sword rushed in, and chopped off the head of the angry-eyed King Kong with a volley of swords.

"Poof!" The head fell, and the angry-eyed King Kong slowly dissipated. Kong saw that a ball of air seemed to have exploded in the monk's chest, and his snow-white cassock was shattered.

"If you dare to hit my eldest nephew, I will chop you to death, you bastard."

In the original movie, Grandmaster Qing's upper body was like an inflated body and he could not speak. The air was released as soon as he spoke. However, in this world, the divine power of the Grandmaster was summoned by the divine power of the ancestor, not the soul power of the Grandmaster. There is no such thing as being discouraged. , the ferocious Four Eyes swung the giant sword and slashed at Monk Kong Jian’s head.

"Pa!" Kong Jian's eyes were filled with fear, he clasped his hands together again, and a golden seal quickly appeared above his head.

The Immovable King's Seal has unparalleled defense.

"boom!"

The giant sword infused with the ancestor's divine power struck hard on the Fudo Mingou Seal, instantly cutting it into golden light and shattering.

Immediately, the broad blade of the sword fell down and struck the monk's bare head, cutting him into two pieces from head to tail. Blood rained down, and both body and soul were destroyed.

In the corner, what Yan Wuya saw was trembling with fear. Without saying a word, he hit the window and fled.

Too cruel.

Too bloody.

No matter young or old, Maoshan people are all perverts!

After beheading Monk Kong Jian to death, he stood up with his sword closed, turned to Qin Yao who was not far away and asked: "Are you okay?"

Qin Yaomei's mind tattoos were flickering, and he shook his sore arm: "I'm fine, I'm just a little weak. Uncle Master, how did you come here by such a coincidence?"

"I……"

Simu opened his mouth, but before he could express his intention, the divine power in his body overflowed from his pores. As his body shrunk, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

Qin Yao: "..."

Fortunately, this is not asking who the murderer is, otherwise this kind of stuck point would make people angry to death!

"Brother, hurry up and arrange for someone to wash the floor." Qin Yao said to Jiale, walked to Simu, picked him up, and took him up to the second floor.

Jiale endured his fear and came to the two corpses. He reached out to pick up Jinlan's bag and put it into his arms. He then touched the corpse and took out a string of Buddhist beads and a yellowed book...

Other than that, nothing else!

After a while, Qin Yao, who put his eyes on the massage bed in the VIP room, returned to the first floor and saw that the monk's body was gone. Jiale had a red cloth tied to his nose and was leading the trembling technicians to clean the floor. bloodstains on.

In fact, they performed quite well, and there were so many technicians in the lounge that they fainted from fear.

"Junior brother, this is what I found out from that monk." Seeing him coming, Jiale immediately put the mop into the bucket and took out the Jinlan bag, Buddhist bead bracelet, and yellowed ancient books from his arms and pockets respectively.

Three things.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Qin Yao took it over, opened his pocket and took a look, only to see darkness inside...

He remembered that the monk had said before that all the vixens were put into this bag.

He circulated his internal energy and poured it into the pocket. As a result, no matter how much internal energy he poured into it, the pocket was like a black hole, swallowing it up.

With a thought in his mind, Qin Yao instead used magic power to refine the ownerless bag. As the golden light flashed on the bag, he actually saw a small island suspended in the darkness, with hundreds of foxes lying on it.

In the mountain forest of an isolated island.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi?"

Qin Yao's eyes widened and he was shocked.

It was not that I was shocked that there was such a magic weapon in the world, but that I was shocked that this magic weapon would fall into my hands.

"come out."

Qin Yao gave the order with his spirit, Jinlan's pocket flashed with light, and hundreds of foxes were released in an instant.

Fortunately, all the guests have been cleared now, otherwise I don’t know what news would have spread after seeing this scene.

"Junior brother, is this the legendary Qiankun Bag?" Jiale's eyes grew hot when he saw it. It was no exaggeration to say that no one he knew could match this magic weapon.

Including his fussy master.

Qin Yao naturally put Jinlan's pocket into his arms, nodded and said, "That's right."

Jiale sighed sincerely: "That monk is bad, but he is just a boy who gives away wealth..."

Qin Yao observed the string of Buddhist beads, but didn't see anything for a while, and finally focused on the ancient book with yellowed pages.
Chapter completed!