Facing Master Jiekong, the old Fire God was completely suppressed and couldn't say anything at all.

Finally, the old Fire God moved his eyes to Qin Shiyue, pointed at Qin Shiyue and shouted: "Little thief, I really don't know where you get such great charm to fascinate my silly boy like this. Today, you Buddhists have something to do, so I can't say much. Wait until it's done! I must settle accounts with you!"

Qin Shiyue's mouth twitched when he heard this. Why did he feel a little weird when he heard this?

Those who don't know would think his nickname is something like Scraper.

"What?! How do you want to settle accounts! Want to fight! Whether it's real life or a game! You can choose whatever you want! Just don't deny it!"

Master Jiekong was immediately unhappy when he saw this, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and stared at the old Fire God with a posture of fighting

The old Fire God bit his back teeth and stared at Master Jiekong, his face full of unwillingness!

Qin Shiyue saw a word in his eyes

‘If I can’t beat you, I will fight you! ’

However, at this moment, Jie Shan, who had been silent, said: “Old Fire God, why don’t you settle the personal grudge with my senior brother first?”

“Get lost! You thief bald, you are not as good as your senior brother. I hate talking nonsense with villains like you. What a thing! I sound like I can really beat this old thief bald!”

“The bruises on my face are thanks to you Shaolin. If you still have a chance to live, I will definitely ask for an explanation! Of course! If you die, there is nothing to say. I don’t want to get along with the dead.”

The old Fire God glanced at Jie Shan with disdain, then grabbed the little Fire God, and left with a curse.

Jie Shan’s face was really green and red at this moment, even though he knew that the old Fire God would not fight with Master Jie Kong.

But he didn’t want to miss such an opportunity to consume Jie Kong’s power.

It's just that he overestimated his psychological endurance. The words of the old fire god really made him angry!

"Hahaha, it's really enjoyable! Old Fire God, for your words, the old monk will not mention your selling out teammates,"

Master Jie Kong laughed heartily, and the mockery in his eyes when he looked at Jie Shan was almost overflowing.

The old fire god was unstable when he heard the words and almost fell, but he felt a lot more relieved.

After all, selling out teammates is really not a glorious thing, even if it's just a game.

He is the leader of the Huode Sect, so he doesn't want to save face!

"Brother, enough nonsense, outsiders have left, we should start!"

Jie Shan said that the Qi around him began to surge wildly.

Jie Shan was like a signal, and all the people on the Shaolin side burst out their own Qi.

All the Qi merged together, and it was like a raging wave, which looked very spectacular.

However, Master Jiekong was not moved at all by the oppression of Jieshan and others.

He just looked at the elders and deacons of Shaolin and said: "Everyone, today's matter is not only the grudges between Buddhists, but also the problem between Jieshan and me."

"If he finishes today, I will return to the position of Shaolin abbot."

Jieshan's face changed drastically, and the loyal lackey, the abbot, shouted disdainfully at this moment: "Jiekong! Shaolin abbot! You can't just say so..."

However, before the abbot finished speaking, most of the deacons in Shaolin had already stood up and walked silently to Jiekong's side.

Then the second elder! The fourth elder! The fifth elder! And the seventh elder! They walked towards Jiekong.

Seeing this, the sixth elder hesitated for a moment, and finally walked to the side silently.

It was obvious that he was not standing on either side.

Seeing that most of the top masters on his side had left in an instant, the abbot's face was uglier than eating a lot of olege.

"Everyone, long time no see!"

"Greetings to my uncle!"

"Greetings to my uncle!"

.......

"Sure enough, your return is my trouble! But it's good, it saves me from worrying all day long."

Xie Shan looked at the elders and deacons who left his team, his expression unclear, angry, but more relaxed.

Qin Shiyue looked at most of the Shaolin high-level people who left in an instant, and couldn't help but sighed: "This old monk is really not bragging! This appeal! Amazing!"

"Shhhhh!"*2

Xiao Zizai and Bao Wen, who had recovered, covered Qin Shiyue's mouth almost at the same time.

Master Jiekong turned around and glared at Qin Shiyue, then shouted loudly: "Come on!"

Master Jiekong's voice fell, and his figure flashed and rushed towards the two old monks, Ku Mu and Ku Rong.

"Two old bastards! You are the ones who hurt my disciple?!"

Master Jie Kong roared,With his hand as a knife, he slashed at the two old monks fiercely.

A half-moon-shaped blade of flame condensed from Master Jiekong's hand was seen.

It exuded a terrifying power and a high temperature that distorted the air!

This was one of Master Jiekong's best skills! The burning wood knife technique!

"Such flame power! Damn! Sect Master, I'm afraid you are not Master Jiekong's opponent, right?"

The little fire god stared blankly at the half-moon-shaped flame blade, and couldn't help but speak to the old fire god beside him.

"What do you think! Damn! Not only has the old bald donkey's cultivation recovered, but he has also improved. Where can I go to reason with this!"

The old fire god glared at the little fire god, and couldn't help but curse and mutter.

"Okay, old fire, didn't you admit defeat at the beginning? You are so old, don't compare with others."

The old Tianshi saw the old fire god's depressed face, and smiled and comforted him.

The old fire god rolled his eyes and said nothing more.

"There's a fight going on over there. Isn't it good for us to just watch from here?"

The old Taoist priest touched his beard and looked at Wang Ai with a slightly unfriendly look.

As the good friend of the old Taoist priest, Lu Jin naturally understood what the old Taoist priest meant immediately.

He immediately gave him a look that said you are still the bad old boy, and then silently rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

At this moment, Wang Ai felt a chill on his back.

The look between the old Taoist priest and Lu Jin made him feel an unprecedented threat!

"Old Taoist priest, what do you mean?"

Bi Youlong frowned and looked at the old Taoist priest and asked.

"It's nothing. I feel my fists are itching, so I want to find Wang Ai, the old guy, to learn from each other. Mr. Bi, the company won't care about the learning between different people, right?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Bi Youlong meaningfully and said.

Bi Youlong felt the look in the old Taoist priest's eyes and trembled! Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

"Wang Ai, today I want to fight with you. It has nothing to do with your Wang family. It's a one-on-one fight or a group fight. You can choose."

The old Taoist priest smiled at Wang Ai and said.

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