This monk is a bit mean

The man in black slashed fiercely with his knife.

With a loud "boom", Yunshu was blown away and fell to the ground.

With a "puff" sound, blood spurted out of his mouth.

Just when everyone thought he was about to lose.

Yunshu stood up again with a ferocious face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then pointed his sword at the man in black.

The black-clothed man's situation was not much better than Yun Shu's.

After he was knocked to the ground by the recoil force of the cloud tree, he sat on the ground with his head down, motionless.

Yun Shu staggered to the side of the man in black, pointed the tip of his sword at his golden mask, looked up at Yang Hailong in the distance, and said through gritted teeth: "I will take off his mask right now, and then strip him naked, so that everyone can see his true face, what can you do?"

"You...you are so bold!" Yang Hailong was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

Yun Shu hooked his little finger at him and said, "I'm so bold, come on and fuck me!"

"You!" Yang Hailong's eyes were bloodshot.

He picked up the bone flute in his hand, bit his finger, dripped a drop of blood on the flute, and then blew the flute again with the sound from the Nine Nether Hell.

The man in black suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the cloud tree in front of him.

Yun Shu felt a strong murderous intent from those blood-red eyes.

"Hiss..." He took a deep breath, then took a few steps back with the sword in his hand, circulating his whole body's energy to its maximum.

Prepare to take the desperate attack from the man in black.

"Baldy, don't show off. If you can't do it, just admit defeat. Don't lose your life for a small position as gang leader." Fang Qingyi's voice sounded in Yunshu's ears.

Yunshu knew that she was doing this for his own good.

But he had to take the fatal blow from the man in black, otherwise he would live in the shadow of that blow in his dream for the rest of his life.

There has been no improvement in cultivation.

It was another devastating blow. This time, Yun Shu used Fang Qingyi's sword to block the attack of the Nine-Ring Knife.

Even so, he still couldn't withstand this powerful attack.

There was another loud "boom" and the cloud tree was blown away again.

However, this time he cleverly rotated his body rapidly in the air, transferring the force of the Nine-Ring Knife through his body to the sword in his hand.

"Who said this bald guy can only get beaten?" Yun Shu smiled grimly in the air.

Then he turned around and stabbed the black-clothed man's nine-ring knife with his sword.

The power of the sword forced the man in black to retreat again and again.

The man in black took seven steps back, propped himself up on the ground with his knife, and half-knelt down.

Yun Shu had also exhausted his inner energy at this point and sat on the ground, barely able to use the sword in his hand to support himself from falling down.

At this moment, the golden mask on the black-clothed man's face cracked with a "click" and fell to the ground.

A face without any blood was revealed.

This is the face of a middle-aged man, a dignified face.

This person must have held a high position for a long time during his lifetime.

Yunshu only took a glance.

The internal injuries in his body began to flare up at this time, his qi and blood attacked his heart, and he fainted.

Just when he fainted, he suddenly found that the man in black in front of him was somewhat similar to Li Dongping.

When Yunshu fainted, Fang Qingyi was the first to jump onto the stage and helped him up.

The moment when Yang Hailong and Zeng Dong, who were far away, saw the true face of the man in black.

I'm completely disappointed.

"Master Yang...this..." Zeng Dong didn't know what to say.

"Shut up and take it back, quick!"

Yang Hailong first told Zeng Dong to shut up, and then ordered the soldiers behind him to snatch the man in black back from the ring.

Yang Hailong's men were well-trained and they quickly wrapped the man in black tightly again and carried him off the ring.

After leaving the arena, Yang Hailong left with his guards without looking back.

Zeng Dong hurried to catch up.

This is a matter of life and death, he must find out what's going on with Yang Hailong.

"Sir Yang, this is a matter of life and death, how could it be him?" Zeng Dong caught up with Yang Hailong and asked.

Yang Hailong turned around, and his hand holding the handle of the knife began to tremble uncontrollably.

"I didn't know it would be him. When I borrowed it from Eunuch Hua, he only told me not to take off this man's mask, otherwise I would be sentenced to death." Yang Hailong's voice began to tremble as he spoke.

"This is more than just a capital crime, it's a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of my clan! You've done me a terrible disservice!" Zeng Dong said angrily in a low voice.

"Sir Zeng, now that things have come to this, there are only two options left. Either escape, or kill everyone who has seen this face today!" Yang Hailong said viciously.

"Hmph!" Zeng Dong turned around and waved his sleeves.

Yang Hailong directed the guards to quickly take the man in black away from the Nanyun Wharf.

Fang Qingyi on the ring had already asked Cai Laosi to find a stretcher and carry Yunshu down.

She wanted to take Yunshu back to Baiyun Taoist Temple and let his master treat him.

"Let's go, disciple." Fang Qingyi called Li Dongping to follow Yunshu's stretcher.

Li Dongping said "Oh", then followed Fang Qingyi woodenly.

Fang Qingyi felt that this boy was a little weird. She turned around and looked directly at Li Dongping: "You are a little weird."

"What's wrong, Master?" Li Dongping was puzzled.

"Your brother Qiang was knocked unconscious, and this is how you react?" Fang Qingyi asked the question in her mind.

"Master, I don't know what's going on. After I saw the true face of the man in black, I always felt weird." Li Dongping answered truthfully.

Fang Qingyi didn't notice the face of the man in black at that time, so she couldn't figure out why Li Dongping was like that.

She hit Li Dongping on the head with the hilt of the sword in her hand, then turned and left.

Li Dongping lowered his head and followed.

……

At Baiyun Taoist Temple, Fang Qingyi once again encountered the violent roar of her master Meng Decai.

"What are you doing! It's only been two days since I recovered, and you're here again?" Meng Decai puffed his beard and glared at me.

Fang Qingyi lowered her head, rubbing the dirt on the ground with the tip of her right foot, and argued in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Master, this is not the disciple's fault. It's this bald guy who is too troublesome and likes to fight. If I had fought in the last round, I guess it would have been fine."

"I heard that you asked him for more money?" Meng Decai said gritting his teeth.

"No!" Fang Qingyi looked innocent.

"This month's regular salary will be reduced by half!" Meng Decai announced the reward and punishment measures.

"No! Master! You can't do this. Your elbow is bent outward."

"Could it be that this bald guy is your illegitimate child?" Fang Qingyi was furious and began to make up stories.

"How dare you! Even if it were, it could only belong to the ancestor... Bah bah bah! It belongs to no one!" Meng Decai was so angry at Fang Qingyi that he spoke nonsense.

"A-choo!" Bai Yunzi, who was sleeping in the backyard of Baiyun Taoist Temple, sneezed for no apparent reason.

Fang Qingyi was innocently deducted half a month's salary, which directly cost her life. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she kicked Yunshu who was lying on the stretcher.

"It's all your fault!" He was not satisfied with the first kick and was about to kick her a second time.

Meng Decai stopped her immediately: "Oh, no, you crazy girl!"

After Meng Decai stopped Fang Qingyi, he hurriedly squatted down and checked Yun Shu's injuries.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the stretcher.

"father!"