The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 381 The Great Law of Sucking Gong
It could be seen that although the old monk was having a hard time, Ah Fa in front of Zhao Yu was more seriously injured.

If this continues, Ah Fa will have to receive a lunch box before he enters the main hall of the Taimiao.

Under normal circumstances, according to the rules, no one else can intervene in this kind of competition.

But neither the old monk nor Zhu Wushi knew that Zhao Yu had never been a man of good manners.

brush!
When the saber glowed again, Zhao Yufa came first, jumped high above Afa's head, and slashed straight at the old monk's head with his saber.

The saber energy is like substance, rushing down with the sound of wind and thunder.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk recited the Buddha's name again, and then he freed up a hand, easily receiving Zhao Yu's sharp sword light.

"interesting……"

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and he pressed the handle of the knife with both hands, and his inner breath flowed instantly.

The old monk's expression finally changed slightly, and he looked up at Zhao Yu.

However, Zhao Yu's internal breath is like the tide of Qiantang, which is endless.

The old monk seemed to be understating it, but in fact, when Zhao Yu's inner breath spread, the whole Taimiao trembled unconsciously.

Especially those tablets enshrined in the Taimiao, many of them have fallen on the enshrined copybooks at this moment.

With one against two, even though Ah Fa is a martial artist, he can only serve as Zhao Yu's supporter.

But with his own luck, he restrained the old monk.

And the old monk seemed to be difficult, but he was able to resist Zhao Yu, who was running Tianji Moke, outside the Taimiao, so naturally he should not be underestimated.

The energy flow of the three of them turned, and the entire Taimiao was crumbling.

"Um?!"

But when the three of them were stalemate, Zhao Yu raised his eyes to look at Zhu Wushi who was hiding behind the old monk!

At this moment, Zhu Wushi, facing the shocking competition of the three of them, not only did he not have the slightest worry on his face, but showed a sly smile on his face.

Zhao Yu noticed the sly smile on Zhu Wushi's face, and couldn't help but move.

This guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp...

boom! !

Just when Zhao Yu was still pondering why Zhu Wushi smiled slyly for no reason, a dull sound came.

The old monk turned around with a look of disbelief, and looked at Zhu Wushi behind him.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe it. How could Zhu ignore him at this time? !
"Yao Taisui, you have been guarding my Dagan Taimiao since Chengzu Jingnan, and you have enjoyed the hundreds of years of life by virtue of my Dagan luck. Today... it's time to pay it back!"

Zhu Wushi stared madly at the old monk with an unbelievable expression on his face. His hands were firmly pressed against the air pocket door behind the old monk.

A steady stream of internal energy, mixed with traces of terrifying energy that Zhu Wushi couldn't explain clearly, directly swam all over his body.

Zhao Yu's expression changed, he noticed that not only the old monk followed Zhu Wushi's way, but also his internal energy was being swallowed up continuously through the snow drink in his hand.

"Your uncle..."

Zhao Yu let out a low cry, and Mo Ke moved infinitely to the extreme, but he couldn't stop a terrifying devouring force.

The method of absorbing power is more than several times more powerful than embedding flowers and grafting trees?
Among the devouring kung fu techniques that Zhao Yu had seen, even the Huiyuan Xueshou performed by the purple-clothed boss he met in Foren Temple, seemed not as fierce as Zhu Wushi's suction kung fu.

Zhao Yu's thoughts turned sharply, and the golden bell cover of the thirteen gates instantly circulated around his body.

Practicing kung fu to the extreme is the nemesis of devouring kung fu!
But I don't know why today, even if Zhao Yu tried his best to push the golden bell cover, he couldn't stop that terrifying devouring force.

Is it really going to capsize in the gutter? !
In the blink of an eye, with the old monk as the medium, Zhao Yu's own Mo Ke Wuliang has been captured by Zhu Wushi for more than [-]%!

"Just die!!"

Zhao Yu, who was really at a loss, gritted his teeth and looked at his feet.

The only thing that can solve this deadlock is this trump card!
But this move is okay against others, but it falls on me...

Seeing that the devouring power was getting stronger and stronger, Zhao Yuheng gritted his teeth.

Snapped!
With the thought, there was a burning pain in the lower body, and then a numbness all over.

Zhao Yu's entire face was distorted!
Even if he was killed, he would never have imagined that this lore trick would be used on him one day!
Fortunately, it is notoriously unreasonable to tease vaginal legs.

At the moment when the numbness spread throughout the body, the devouring power disappeared instantly.

Zhao Yu didn't care about the pain, and immediately let go of the Xueyin knife he was holding tightly in his hand.

bang, bang...

Just when Zhao Yu forcibly suppressed the swelling pain, the old monk and Ah Fa fell to the ground at the same time.

"It's really shocking to have a hundred years of luck..."

Zhu ignored the contented smile on his face and opened his arms slightly.

Following his movements, the entire Taimiao trembled again.

Waves of vigor mixed with some inexplicable traces, rippled from Zhu Wushi's body like ripples.

"I x your eight generations of ancestors!!"

Zhao Yu, who had relaxed his lower body a lot, was completely red-eyed this time.

With a slight movement of one hand, a long knife with a blade as clear as water fell into Zhao Yu's palm.

Deer cutting knife!

The long knife was raised, and a cold light of the knife fell towards Zhu Wushi in an instant.

"An ant may shake a tree..."

Facing Zhao Yu's anger, Zhu Wushi just smiled contemptuously, and then waved slightly with his right hand towards the falling sword glow.

The Zhetian Dao glow mixed with Zhao Yu's anger was easily dispelled by Zhu Wushi.

"With good luck, I am the real Son of Man!"

Zhu Wushi looked at Zhao Yu, and said coldly: "If you submit to this, and then hand over the demon girl and Chuanguo Yuxi, I will save you from death!"

"Save me from death?"

Zhao Yu sneered, lifted the long knife upside down, and went straight to Zhu Wushi to grab it.

The sword light rose again, and it still went straight to Zhu Wushi's head and fell.

"Hmph, stubborn!"

Zhu Wushi reached out with one hand, and easily shattered the sword light again.

Rumble!
But he didn't want to, before he could speak, Zhao Yu, who was covered in golden light, slammed into his arms, knocking him out in an instant.

Today's Zhu Wushi not only has a lot of luck remaining in his body, but also has [-]% of Zhao Yu's Mo Ke Wuliang, plus his hundreds of years of internal strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that in a real face-to-face battle, except for Zhang Laodao who has closed his eyes, there is really no one who is this guy's opponent.

But Zhao Yu was different.

The golden bell cover of the thirteen levels, plus the unreasonable flirtatious legs.

As long as Zhao Yu is within three steps of getting close, he will be killed by energy consumption!
Zhao Yu, who succeeded in one blow, showed the kind of unforgiving ruthlessness in his bones.

The body did not retreat but advanced, pushing Zhu Wushi all the way into the main hall of the Taimiao.

Zhu Wushi wanted to shake this guy who looked like psoriasis away, but he didn't want to be paralyzed and unable to move.

At the moment, Zhao Yu's feet seemed to be equipped with motors, and he alternated between his feet, and went straight to greet Zhu Wu in the next three ways.

boom!
Pushing all the way, it directly smashed the altar enshrining the late emperor's spiritual throne, and then smashed down the back wall of the Taimiao...

(End of this chapter)