The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 389 The Great Monk

The "god" who has lived for more than 200 years, did not guard against Zhao Yu's three-way trick,

From his point of view, he and Zhao Yu had reached the level where he and Zhao Yu already disdain to use the kind of indiscriminate tricks used by street ruffians to fight.

Moreover, this kind of trick is no different from a childish trick to a master of his level.

According to his cultivation level, except for Zhao Yu's level of master who goes all out, it is difficult for anyone to shake him.

"Ugh..."

But he didn't want to, the moment Zhao Yu raised his foot, he still had a look of disdain.

But with the swelling pain from his lower body, his expression finally changed.

It wasn't because of how much Zhao Yu's kick had caused him, nor was it because of the fleeting numbness.

Instead, he was horrified to find that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid Zhao Yu's seemingly mediocre provocative legs.

After the first kick, he was about to retreat, who was cautious by nature, but he didn't expect Zhao Yu's second kick to follow him like a shadow.

The numbness struck again, and his retreating figure paused.

"Hey, God?"

Zhao Yu's feet were flying, but a trace of disdain could not help but flash in his eyes.

Not to mention that he is just an arrogant and conceited ordinary man, so what about the immortal who walked out of the Tianmen on Wudang Mountain?
As long as he is within three steps of Zhao Yu, no matter how powerful he is, he will be crushed and killed! !
Zhao Yu kept his feet, and the fleeting numbness would not dissipate.

The man who claimed to be a god could only stand there in a daze, squatting on the iron bridge and being kicked by Zhao Yu.

Even if there are all kinds of abilities in the whole body, they can't display the slightest bit.

But after a while, the man who claimed to be a god had all the horror in his eyes, and there was inevitably a look of contempt in his eyes.

Zhao Yuxia Sanlu's tricks are a bit weird, but he wants to cause substantial damage to him, but it is also a dream.

He knew in his heart that even if Zhao Yu destroyed his lifeline, it might be difficult for others to accept, but for him, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Because his body is not his own! !
If there is any damage, it can just be replaced by the descendants of the Bu family who only appeared in this century!

For the Bu family, a genius will surely appear in a hundred years.

Before this man who claimed to be a god, there would be an extremely talented and monstrous person in Bushi every hundred years.

These people include boxing gods who are as good as gods, peerless swordsmen with knives, and top masters who can beat martial arts with swords.

Each one is amazing...

However, since the appearance of this guy who is called a god, except for Bu Jingyun, who has not yet become popular, the Bu family has never appeared a genius.

It's not that the Bu family is blessed, but that the geniuses who appear every hundred years are all snatched away by this guy who claims to be a god.

The thaumaturgy, who has changed his head, uses the genius of his own descendants to make a wedding dress for him!

Yitian Shenju can live forever, but it can't stop the erosion of time on the body...

Here is the reason why there have been no geniuses in the Bu family for 200 years, except for this man who claims to be a god.

As for Bu Jingyun...

In fact, God had already set his sights on him when he was born.

The reason why Bu Jingyun is still alive now is because he is still young, although his martial arts attainments are powerful, he still cannot withstand the terrifying power of God.

"You are the first person who can still laugh under my slack legs!"

Zhao Yu kept his feet on his feet, and his free hands firmly clasped the man's shoulders so that he wouldn't be able to break free.

Although Zhao Yu has a big heart, he also understands that what the person in front of him said before is not without reason.

He has lost [-]% of his internal strength, if he fights against each other, he will definitely not be the opponent of this person in front of him.

As for the experience of ingenuity, he is even worse.

Apart from teasing his cunt, he has no means of restraining the man in front of him.

It's just that although it's weird to lift the vaginal legs, the lethality is negligible for the masters at the level in front of him.

"..."

Facing Zhao Yu's words, God wanted to open his mouth, but the numbness that accompanied him made him unable to utter a single word.

Although the man could not speak, his eyeballs could still move.

When Zhao Yu finished speaking, he looked at Erha who was getting up gradually.

There was only this big guy in front of Zhao Yu. Although he had practiced all over his kung fu, in the eyes of people like them, it was really a joke.

He was captured by Zhao Yu and couldn't move.

But don't forget that there is a great monk accompanying him.

For the ability of the accompanying monk, he knows everything.

Looking at the entire capital, even Yanhuang, who has won [-]% of Moko Wuliang, cannot be this monk's opponent at this stage!

"If you don't do it yet, when will you wait!!"

Just when God was thinking about how to signal the great monk to do something, Zhao Yu, who grabbed her arms, let out a low voice.

Shenyuan thought that Zhao Yu wanted that big man to deal with him.

Feeling overjoyed, Zhao Yu's call might wake up the stunned monk behind him.

Just wait for the great monk to make a move and break free from the shackles, and Zhao Yu can still be...

boom! ! !
Before God could finish his thoughts on his own, suddenly the top of his head sank, and the inner breath of the whole person instantly dispersed.

Bang!
Before he could rush around with energy, Zhao Yu's feet were already in place.

The ferocious energy in the god's body stagnates against common sense.

boom!
There was another shock from the top of the head, this time God felt that his soul was going to be scattered by this huge force!

There was an expression of disbelief on his face, and he wanted to turn his head to see what happened, but the numbness in his lower body didn't allow him to move an inch.

boom!
The huge alms bowl was full of energy, and it hit the top of the god's head one after another with great force.

The person holding the alms bowl is the great monk who accompanied the god!
Don't talk about gods, even Erha's eyes widened.

After he came back from Longmen, he was inseparable from Zhao Yu almost every step of the way, but he had never heard that Zhao Yu had socialized with this monk!
If they really got to know each other early in the morning, then why did Zhao Yu let such an expert not use them when he encountered those difficult hurdles before?

Clumsy?

Erha shook his head, if someone else had such a heart, Thaksin, Zhao Yu might as well forget it.

Typical beggars can't hold overnight food...

But at this moment, the old monk turned his back on him, which made his not so bright head a little confused.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk clasped his hands together, and then raised the bowl in his hand high.

At this moment, all the copper surface of the bowl had fallen off, and a dazzling white light shot out from the old monk's hand.

Under such a dazzling white light, it is impossible to see the original appearance of the alms bowl clearly.

Boom!
The old monk tried his best, and the white light with a streamer instantly landed on the top of the god's head.

Suddenly, Erha burst into a golden glow, but he was still thrown tens of feet away by the energy.

The old monk seemed to have expected this, and after the white light fell, he turned his hand slightly.

Zhao Yu saw it clearly, the white glow in the old monk's hand instantly flowed away, like a handful of soft springs, turned into a shield, blocking the old monk's body.

(End of this chapter)