Douluo's Saint Demon and Evil Lord

When the female disciple heard what Monk Lingmo said, she raised her head suddenly, looked at him with a stubborn face, and said, "Am I not even good enough to pursue my own happiness? Ordinary people always think that you monks are kind-hearted. , I just think they are all a bunch of hypocrites."

"You girl with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, I advise you not to be entangled too much, otherwise don't blame the monk for being merciless." Hearing the female disciple's words being so unpleasant, Monk Lingmo frowned and looked at This female disciple, looking at his appearance, looks a bit like the angry Vajra Buddha.

"What I pursue is Liangwei, and it's none of your business." Under Hong Wu's surprised eyes, the female disciple was not afraid of Master Lingmo, a titled Douluo, and dared to be so aggressive.

"Well, you little girl, today I will teach you a lesson for your Master Wu Zong." When the female disciple said this, Monk Lingmo's whole body glowed. He glared at the female disciple with a pair of eyes, holding a rosary in one hand, and slapping him with the other hand. Female disciple.

At this critical moment, Hong Wu frowned. In his opinion, although this female disciple's pursuit of her own happiness was a bit excessive, it was not wrong.

In his previous life, it was all about free love, and many people could make great sacrifices for love. Some of them may not be together in the end, but the process of their falling in love is enough for them to remember for a lifetime.

Hong Wu was very envious of them, and he had also fantasized about his love. Unfortunately, he had not confessed to his beloved girl until he traveled through time.

To put it simply, Hong Wu wanted to help her, but it seemed unworthy to offend a titled Douluo because of her, and he was only a level 62 Soul Emperor, not at the same level at all, okay?

The thoughts in Hong Wu's mind were spinning, and he was about to call out to Monk Lingmo, but he found that the space around him was stagnant, as if time had stopped at this moment, and Hong Wu looked ahead with fear.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the direct female disciple, caught Monk Lingmo's palm strike, and knocked Monk Lingmo away with a backhand strike.Monk Lingmo was shocked and took a few steps back. He looked at the middle-aged man in white who suddenly appeared in front of him with fear.

"I said Dan'er, I asked you to carry it back directly, but you just don't believe it, which makes it so troublesome now." The middle-aged man appeared in front of the female disciple and patted his right shoulder, as if there was dust on it. The monk Lingmo standing opposite him didn't care at all, with a look of contempt on his face.

"Master, I don't want to force Liangwei, I want him to know that I really like him." The direct female disciple looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared and said respectfully.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that our little witch would one day think about others." The middle-aged man looked up and laughed when he heard the female disciple's words, stretched out his hand to touch her hair, and turned to look at Monk Lingmo.

A pair of deep eyes stared at Monk Lingmo like arrows, and said: "I say Master Lingmo, since this is their emotional problem, then we should not interfere too much and let young people like them handle it on their own. What do you think? "

Although the middle-aged man's words seemed to be a discussion, there was an air of participation that could not be refused. It was obvious that this middle-aged man was also a domineering person.

"Since Yunwu Douluo has said so, I refuse to give you face because of my refusal. However, I haven't been active for a long time. I wonder if Yunwu Douluo can give you some face and give me some advice." Monk Lingmo chuckled, no Said with good intentions.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man called "Yunwu Douluo" could not refuse. His hand was filled with golden light and he struck directly at Yunwu Douluo with a Buddhist Vajra Palm.

"Okay, it just so happens that I haven't moved my muscles for a long time." Seeing this menacing attack, the middle-aged man was not surprised but happy, showing an excited smile. He rolled up his sleeves and pushed the female disciple outside, revealing his pure white face. Immaculate hands.

The middle-aged man used mysterious footwork to advance forward in response to Monk Lingmo's attack. He turned his palm into a fist and directly hit Monk Lingmo's palm.

Seeing the two people's attacks, Hong Wu's eyes lit up. He had never seen a battle between titled Douluo. This was a good opportunity.

Yunwu Douluo turned into a jade-like fist like a drill, traveling through space and hitting Monk Lingmo's Vajra Palm. The two struck each other, and an invisible wave spread around, blowing their robes.

"Master Lingmo, you are one of the three major Douluo of Jinguang Temple. I have long wanted to learn from you. Don't hide your secrets." A smile appeared on Yunwu Douluo's lips. As he spoke, he made a move with his other hand. The claws cut across the space, grabbing at Monk Lingmo like a dragon's claw.

"The young monk is not as famous as Yunwu Douluo, but you have defeated the young monk." Monk Lingmo said with a smile, sarcastic and sarcastic, and the movements of his hands were not slow. He stretched out his other hand like a twister. Like a flower, it pecked at Yunwu Douluo's dragon-clawed hand.

Hongwu was already relatively familiar with the Dragon Claw Hands of Hidden Dragon Valley. With the guidance of Dragon God Wu Chen and the confirmation of his own martial arts in his previous life, Hongwu believed that no one in Hidden Dragon Valley had a more advanced understanding of the Dragon Claw Hands than he did. .

However, the attack of this Lingmo monk is somewhat similar to the Shaolin Flower Finger. Hongwu also studied the Shaolin Flower Finger in his previous life with the Shaolin monk. Incomparably, it contains inner strength of femininity, and it is easy to fall into the trap if you are not careful.

However, because Hong Wu was not from the Shaolin Temple, the Shaolin monk only gave a brief explanation and did not explain it in depth. Not learning the 72 Shaolin stunts became a small regret in Hong Wu's heart.

The dragon claw hand is relatively strong and domineering, but Yunwu Douluo has entered the realm of great achievement when using it, with a fierce momentum, and there is a faint cloud dragon entwining it.

Although Monk Lingmo was sarcastic, he also knew the power of Yunwu Douluo, so he couldn't help but use a little more force in his fingers.

The two struck together, and the feminine and dark energy of the flower finger was transmitted to him through Yunwu Douluo's dragon claw hand, making him take a step back.And Yunwu Douluo's domineering dragon claw hand knocked back Monk Lingmo several steps.

"As expected of Yunwu Douluo," Monk Lingmo said with a smile, and calmly put his hands behind his back. Although the blow just now repeled Yunwu Douluo, he felt that the three fingers of his hand holding the flower were still there. It was as if his fingers were touching indestructible fine iron. The shock was so shocking that three of his fingers were almost broken.

"Hahaha, Master Lingmo is being humble. Your Jinguang Temple's unique flower-wielding hand has indeed lived up to its reputation. You have left three fingerprints on my refined palm." Yunwu Douluo was very generous and did not show any concern at all. He stretched out his palm in a pretentious manner and was secretly surprised when he saw the three fingerprints on it, but as soon as he finished speaking, the bruises left by those three fingerprints had healed.

"Well, since you said so, Yunwu Douluo, I will not interfere with my junior brother's affairs, but I also ask Yunwu Douluo to supervise your apprentice. After all, you can't delay yourself just because you like someone. It will also delay others." Monk Lingmo clasped his hands together and saluted Yunwu Douluo, hinting.

"Okay, I'll pay attention, Dan'er. If you hear this, don't cut it with a knife. Don't waste your training time by being such a mother-in-law." Yunwu Douluo said, looking at his apprentice and teaching him a lesson.

"I am a female, what's wrong with my mother-in-law and mother-in-law?" the female disciple known as "Dan'er" muttered in a low voice, but she still nodded to show her understanding.

"Okay, donors, the young monk is leaving first. If you have time, you can come to my Jinguang Temple to sit and sit." Monk Lingmo smiled kindly at Hongwu and the others and extended an invitation.

"Okay, Master." Hongwu and the others nodded quickly.

Seeing this, Monk Lingmo nodded, said hello to Yunwu Douluo and his junior brother, and left.

Come and go freely and gracefully.