This monk is a bit mean

Old Liu finally followed Yun Shu, and they walked towards the Youzhou city gate one after the other.

But Old Liu was an extremely aloof person, and he always kept a certain distance from Yun Shu.

When passing through the city gate, Yunshu was recognized by the gate guards.

"Isn't this Baldy Qiang? What's up? Have you found a new job?" It was still the guard who took the silver from Yun Shu last time.

Since you have received favors from others, you should always be polite to them.

"Oh, General, you still recognize me. I didn't bring any money today." Yun Shu said as he began to untie his belt.

"Alright, alright, no need to take off your clothes, no need to take off your clothes, just go in." The guard held his forehead and waved.

What a fool this guy is, the guard thought to himself.

Old Liu, who was following Yunshu, was speechless.

As soon as he entered the dilapidated temple, Lao Liu saw Murong Xiaoyue tied under the Buddha statue.

He turned to look at Yun Shu and said in an extremely cold tone: "I think you are looking for death!"

Before he finished speaking, a dagger appeared in Lao Liu's hand and he instantly stabbed at Yunshu.

As the sword approached, a voice came to his ear: "Let her go!"

Lao Liu's sword was very fast, but Yun Shu's movements were even faster. He leaped back ghostly and avoided Lao Liu's first attack.

He shrugged and said, "I can't do that."

Old Liu didn't buy Yun Shu's trick at all. He had a cold expression on his face and attacked again with the "Fairy from the Sky" move.

With a "swish", Yun Shu was hit in the left shoulder. An unknown sword energy cut through his body's protective qi, cutting a hole in the flesh on his shoulder and blood gushed out.

"Sword Qi!" Yun Shu jumped back one step to avoid it, his face solemn.

After forcing Yun Shu back, Lao Liu turned around and released another sword energy, instantly cutting the rope on Murong Xiaoyue.

After untying the restraints, Murong Xiaoyue tore off the cloth strip from her mouth and said, "Thank you, Uncle Liu!"

Old Liu said "hmm", then turned his head and stared at Yun Shu with eyes as sharp as a sword.

"Amitabha, senior has already cultivated the sword energy, which is really powerful!" said Monk Yunshu.

"Hmph! Young Master, you're not bad either." Old Liu replied arrogantly, with a cold and ruthless attitude.

Yunshu stretched out his right hand, circulated his internal energy, bent his hand and made a move. The black iron rod that was leaning against the corner of the wall suddenly flew into his hand with a "snap".

Yunshu used his telekinetic trick and he stopped pretending.

Old Liu was obviously a man who had seen the world, and his face showed no emotion.

"Old man, it's rare to meet an opponent in Youzhou City. How about we fight for a few thousand rounds?" After saying that, Yun Shu assumed his most familiar posture for getting beaten and faced Old Man Liu.

"Fight or fight!"

Old man Liu swung his sword like a dragon, and a shadow attacked the monk.

"Uncle Liu, no! This monk is very weird. The recoil force all over his body is extremely overbearing. He can absorb your attack power and use it for himself. Does he wish to be hit by others?" Murong Xiaoyue on the side reminded.

"Very good, it seems that the girl did not fight with me all night in vain."

Yun Shu, who dodged Lao Liu's first round of attack, was busy teasing Murong Xiaoyue.

Murong Xiaoyue was so angry that her face turned red, but the fight between the two men was too fierce and violent, and she had no way to join the battle.

Old Man Liu seemed to see through Murong Xiaoyue's thoughts, so he said, "You can't handle this kid, just stand aside and watch the fight!"

Yunshu let go completely this time. The "Arhat Sutra" in his body reached its peak, and he used a set of Bodhidharma stick techniques with great force.

Old man Liu's movements were graceful and his sword energy was as strong as a rainbow.

He was completely different from the old man selling tea outside Youzhou City.

The stick in Yunshu's hand was flying like a dragon emerging from the sea, and the sword in Lao Liu's hand was floating like a meteor from the sky.

Before they knew it, the two had fought for thousands of rounds.

With a loud "bang", the two men collided with a heavy blow.

"Thump, thump, thump!" The two men retreated several steps at the same time, stood firm, and rushed towards each other again without hesitation.

Murong Xiaoyue, who was watching the fight nearby, opened her beautiful eyes wide and her lips slightly open. The shock in her heart was indescribable.

Compared with this battle between these two, the epic battle between him and Yun Feiyang back then was as childish as children playing house.

No wonder his father said that if this Uncle Liu in front of him wanted to fight for fame and fortune, there would be no place for their Murong family and Yun family in Youyun.

And this little monk was not simple either. If he had used this kind of fighting method against me that night, I would have been captured by his stick long ago.

"It turns out that he has always been giving in to me." Murong Xiaoyue looked at the bald man in the field with some complicated feelings.

After another thousand rounds, the two separated again. Old Liu's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. It was obvious that the recoil force of the cloud tree had caused him a lot of pain.

Yun Shu was not much better off. His protective qi was broken several times, and the sword energy made seven or eight cuts all over his body. Blood was oozing from each cut, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Old man, how are you? Can you still lift the sword?" Yun Shu shouted, panting.

"Hmph! Liu hasn't even started sweating yet!" After saying that, he took the lead and attacked Yun Shu.

Yunshu did not dare to be negligent. He held the iron stick and countered the opponent's moves.

The two men fought until dusk, and Murong Xiaoyue didn't know how many rounds they had fought.

Finally, the two of them separated, and Yunshu sat down on the ground, leaning on the iron rod with his right hand to barely support his upper body.

Old Liu knelt on one knee with his dagger stuck in the ground. He held the hilt with one hand and barely held on. If it weren't for Murong Xiaoyue supporting him, he might have fallen down.

Yun Shu looked down at the wounds of varying depths all over his body, and said to Lao Liu fiercely, "You old bastard, you're really powerful!"

Old Liu spat out a mouthful of blood and snorted coldly, "Humph! Little bald donkey! You're not bad either!"

Yun Shujia didn't win the fight, but he wanted to gain the upper hand verbally. He pointed at the short sword in Lao Liu's hand and said, "Old man, do you know why you couldn't kill me today? Because it's too short."

Old Liu glanced at the iron rod in Yunshu's hand and snorted, "You're not thick either!"

"Hahaha, old man! That's enough for today. We'll fight again another day!" Yun Shu's opinion of this old Liu has completely changed, and he said generously.

"Liu, I'm at your service anytime!"

Old man Liu slowly stood up and walked out of the dilapidated temple with the help of Murong Xiaoyue.

When he reached the temple gate, Lao Liu stopped and said without turning his head: "My name is Liu Qingyun, goodbye!"

After Lau Ching Wan left, Yun Shu began to sit cross-legged in meditation, practicing Qigong to heal his wounds.

At the same time, condense the true energy and improve your cultivation.

Today's meal was worth it!

Liu Qingyun, who was far away from the ruined temple, looked back in the direction of the ruined temple and said to Murong Xiaoyue: "This monk is the strongest opponent in my life, and I have a feeling that after this time, I will no longer be able to compete with him. You'd better not let him become your enemy. Or..."

"Or something, Uncle Liu, please tell me clearly." Murong Xiaoyue asked.

"kill him!"

Murong Xiaoyue's body trembled, and there was a hint of uneasiness in her eyes.

Liu Qingyun did not notice Murong Xiaoyue's abnormality. He turned around and said to her: "But in Youzhou City, no one can do anything to him."

"Really? I want to try it!" A cold voice sounded in the ears of the two.