Chapter 2488: The bandits are still a master monk?

  Chapter 2488 Bandits are still master monks?

   What made several people sweat madly was that after playing for so long, he hadn't recognized the grandson Luocang, and his mouth still yelled at him. A tall and strong leopard with round eyes, and a thin and old white hair like snow, how can he regard the grandson Luocang as a Niu Qianding? With this look, how could he see that Ye Wu-se had a root of wisdom?

  Is it wrong, he is not actually Ye Wu-Se's master? By the way, he didn't seem to mention Ye Wu-Se all the time, only that the disciple's dharma title was not quitting. It's a pity that time is running out before, but I forgot to ask Ye Wu-Se's Dharma title. I don't know if this fat monk's non-quite is him? If not, it is not surprising that Ye Wu-Se is his precious apprentice with the look in his eyes.

Gu Fenghua took out a few pills and gave Ye Wusei to take it, and then he was about to ask what was going on, when he heard a sigh, the fat monk was slapped on the chest by the eldest grandson Luocang, dragging his stick to his chest. After taking a few steps back, the last lazy donkey rolled, and then he lost his palm strength and stabilized his figure and got up.

   Seeing his lazy donkey roll around without the image of a high monk, Gu Fenghua and the others were in a chill again.

   "Where did the reckless man come from, so ignorant of life and death, how dare he be rude to the old man!" Long Sun Luocang cursed with annoyance.

As one of the eighteen emissaries, he is definitely worthy of one person under the billions of millions of people in the Promise Sacred Heaven. One sentence can determine the life and death of countless people, but he wants to kill Gu Fenghua in a small area but he has been frustrated. This already made him feel dull, and now he was forced to stubbornly by a fat monk again, and he lost his face with murderous intent on his face.

  "Are you not Niu Qianding?" The fat monk narrowed his small eyes to the middle, and he didn't know if he finally saw the grandson Luocang, or if he heard that the voice was wrong, he said in surprise.

   "Hmph!" Long Sun Luocang snorted coldly. If it wasn't for the saint soul body, and his strength was greatly reduced after being seriously injured, he would really want to slap this reckless monk to death.

  Self-reliant on his identity, he didn't bother to show his identity to this reckless monk, believing that as long as he saw his face clearly, he would retreat without a fight, and even begged him for mercy.

"Whoever you are, dare to hurt my baby apprentice, you must be in the same group with Niu Qianding, I will kill you first to avenge my baby apprentice, and then I will light Niu Qianding's sky lantern!" It is a pity, the grandson Luocang Destined to be disappointed.

Maybe he still didn't see his appearance clearly, only by his voice, he could tell that the person in front of him was not Niu Qianding. Maybe he could see it clearly, but he didn't even know what Luo Cangjun, one of the eighteen emissaries of the Promise Sacred Heaven, looked like. , In short, the fat monk roared wildly, and holding the stick high, he rushed up like a madman.

  Light the sky lantern? Gu Fenghua and the others wiped their foreheads again. What kind of monk is this, he is clearly a bandit.

Long Sun Luocang rushed to the battle just now, which allowed him to take advantage of the opportunity and forced him to stand on the left and the right. At this time, he took the time to deal with it calmly, and how could he take advantage of it anymore. When he moved, he was out of control. Passing through the shadow of the rod, another palm hit his chest.

  This palm was heavy, the fat monk's figure halted, and then he got up from the ground, but he was slapped and flew out. However, this man was sturdy, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, shouted wildly, and rushed up with the stick high.

  (End of this chapter)