Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

"Hmph, why do you still dare to arrest you?"

The great monk looked at the four of Duanlang and snorted coldly: "Yiyou killed the abbot in order to seize the position of leader of the monks and nuns alliance, and has been sent to the forbidden area."

"When you come to look for him at this time, most of you are his accomplices. Quickly, catch them and hand them over to the deputy host."

Looking at this monk who was framed by Zai Zang, Duanlang admired him extremely, how could a young lady frame him?
"Sect Master? Kill or not?" Seeing the monk rushing towards the four of him, Wu Wudi looked at Duanlang hesitantly.

"Kill it!" Duanlang waved his hand indifferently.

"Boy! Extremely arrogant!!" Seeing that Duanlang underestimated himself and others, the monk shouted angrily, "Broken their legs!"

If it weren't for the Buddhist disciples not allowing killing, he would have wanted to say that Duanlang and the others had been killed!
"Yeah"

Hearing what the great monk said, a group of monks with sticks mercilessly threw them at Wu Wudi.

"Such a style of behavior is really embarrassing to Buddhism!"

Wu Wudi snorted coldly, gathered energy with both hands, and then punched a group of monks.

In an instant, countless punches came out of his hands, beating a group of monks helplessly!
"This!!" The big monk at the door was startled, pointed at Duanlang and the others and shouted: "You wait for me!"

Then, regardless of the injured monk, he turned and ran inside.

"Let's go, it's just a bunch of jumping clowns." Duan Lang shook his head and raised his legs, then walked into the temple, Wu Wudi and the other three hurriedly followed.

"Sovereign, are you looking for monk Yiyou to forge weapons?" Wu Wudi looked at Duanlang suspiciously and said, "Can a monk also forge weapons?"

"I don't know, probably." Duan Lang shook his head.

He really didn't know if Yiyou could forge weapons, but in the original book, the monk could forge a magic weapon "Peerless Demon Sword".

A top-level magic weapon that resembles "The Peerless Sword", held by Mo Kui.

Wu Wudi was taken aback when he heard Duanlang's words, he felt that he had been tricked.

You said you didn't know if he could forge weapons, so you came to him. If he couldn't, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
"It's them, catch them!"

At this moment, the great monk brought a group of monks again, pointing at Duanlang and the others and muttering loudly.

"A group of bald donkeys insist on forcing the old man to kill!"

Seeing this group of unreasonable monks, Wu Wudi was furious, and when he moved his right leg, he disappeared in place.

Then a gust of figure flashed among the group of monks, and the corpses slowly collapsed one by one.

"Stop it all!!" At this moment, an angry shout sounded, and a monk with a broad body, a big head, a big neck and a thick neck came over.

He looked at the corpses on the ground with angry eyes and fiercely shouted: "What's going on??"

The great monk walked up to him tremblingly with his legs swaying and said, "Deputy host, they... They came to look for that traitor Yiyou. I suspect that they are accomplices. They will kill without saying a word!"

Duan Lang wanted to clap his hands and applaud even if the villain dared to sue the villain first after being shot like this.

The deputy host stared at Duanlang sharply and said, "Who is the benefactor? Why are you here looking for Yiyou?"

"Xuanhuangzong Duanlang!" Duanlang said calmly, "I don't need to tell you what I'm looking for."

"what!!!"

The deputy host's pupils shrank slightly, looked at Duanlang with a face full of shock and said, "You are the new overlord of the martial arts world, the suzerain of the Xuanhuang Sect?"

The great monk slumped on the ground with a "poof" and his face was ashen.

It never occurred to him that the first time he showed off his power, he would be able to show off to the overlord of the martial arts world. This guy is a murderous maniac, and he is doomed!

"It's just a false name!" Duan Lang waved his hands and said indifferently: "I'm looking for Yiyou, can you let him come out?"

"This..." the deputy host hesitated for a while, and when he saw Duanlang's displeasure, he said in embarrassment:

"To be honest, it is an unforgivable crime to judge the suzerain and kill the abbot of our temple."

"Enough!!" Duan Lang let out a deep drink, interrupting his words.

He knows who killed the host better than anyone else, how can he have time to listen to this fat monk talking about it.

"Let me ask you, were you there when Yiyou killed your temple abbot?"

Duan Lang looked at the bewildered fat monk and said sharply: "Did you see with your own eyes that he killed it?"

Seeing Duan Lang's cannibalistic eyes, the deputy host was in a state of confusion, but he still pretended to be calm and said:

"I was not far away, and saw a monk running out of the host's room. By the time I got there, the host was already dead!"

Duan Lang's eyes were fixed, and a demonic aura emanated out. He stared at the deputy host and said, "That means you didn't see the person who killed Yiyou?"

The deputy host was taken aback, and said again: "Although I didn't see it clearly, as long as the host dies, the position of leader of the monk and nun alliance must be Yiwo, this eldest disciple, so he has the biggest motive!"

"Really...?" Duanlang Xiemei smiled and said in a concentrated voice: "Then if Yiyou, the first disciple, is executed, will the position of leader of the Monk-Nun Alliance belong to you, the second disciple?"

"what!"

The deputy host took a step back in fright, and the scepter in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing his panic-stricken appearance, the monks who were already suspicious turned their eyes to the deputy host.

"I, I." The deputy host was a little panicked and stuttered.

"Leave me alone!!" Duanlang yelled angrily, "I'm asking you again, can you let Yiyou come out to see me?"

Things are so clear, if this group of bald donkeys don't know each other again, he can only kill them and force their way in.

"Yes, yes!" Facing such a situation, the vice-host could only nod numbly: "Go and bring Yiyou out to Suzerain Duan."

Several monks looked at the present hesitantly, and finally turned around and went to the forbidden area to let go of their worries. There was no way, the host died, and the brother was locked up.

Now, although Second Senior Brother, the deputy host, has a lot of suspicion, he still needs to listen before the matter is clarified.

Seeing that there were only a few of them left at the scene, the deputy host looked at Duanlang with a puzzled face: "Sect Master Duan seems to know the truth of the matter?"

Duan Lang smiled: "I don't care about the private affairs of your temple, even if they all die, it's none of my business, I'm just looking for a worry, understand?"

The deputy host nodded: "Understood, I understand."

While flustered in his heart, he also breathed a sigh of relief, whether Duanlang knew it or not, he said that as long as he gave Yiyou to him, he would not take care of it, that's all.

"Hey, I said you released me, did you figure things out?"

At this moment, a cynical voice came.