Under One Person: I Become Stronger When I Break My Vows

Wang Ai's face was so gloomy at the moment that it seemed like water was about to drip out.

Staring at the smiling old Taoist priest, he gritted his teeth and shook his head: "Old Taoist priest, you are joking. How can I be your opponent? Wang is willing to admit defeat."

"Hey, hey, hey, beating a child on a rainy day is just idle. It's just a competition, not a real fight. Wang Ai, hurry up and choose, one-on-one or group fight?"

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and smiled even more brilliantly.

"Old Taoist priest, isn't this a bit..."

"How about you come?"

Bi Youlong wanted to say something, but the old Taoist priest's words made him shut up.

"Ahem! You continue!"

Bi Youlong coughed lightly, looked at Wang Ai, cast a helpless look, and then stood aside silently.

Are you kidding? He doesn't have the hobby of looking for abuse? Fighting with the old Taoist priest? How big a head does he have to have? How big a face?

Let alone him, even if all the people he brought came together, it would not be enough

"Damn Niubi! How about a one-on-one fight? How about a group fight?!"

Wang Ai's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the old Taoist priest. He knew he couldn't escape, so he just gave up.

"Hahaha, a group fight means that we will fight you together, and a one-on-one fight means that you fight all of us alone!"

The old Taoist priest laughed and spoke arrogantly with a villain look.

Bi Youlong listened to the corner of his mouth twitching. Is this mental state the Taoist priest of the Taoist Temple? It's really too.......

"MD!! What's the difference?!"

"Niubi, why waste your words with him, fuck him!"

Guan Shihua couldn't wait any longer, rushed forward, and punched Wang Ai's fat face.

Wang Ai was still holding his neck, but he was hit by this punch and his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and his dentures were all knocked out.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is really a tiger from the Northeast, he has a really bad temper.

Then the old Taoist priest stepped forward and kicked the confused Wang Ai up from the ground as if he was kicking a ball.

Lu Jin rubbed his fists and just wanted to step forward, he saw Feng Zhenghao who was a little dazed beside him.

"What? You don't plan to do it?"

Lu Jin looked at Feng Zhenghao and asked.

"No, I'm just thinking about what kind of tool is better."

Feng Zhenghao shook his head and took out a fountain pen from his pocket, but he felt it was not right and looked at his hands in some difficulty.

For a successful person like him, it is really difficult to have a particularly useful tool.

"This is for you."

At this time, a familiar voice sounded, Feng Zhenghao looked back and found that Qin Shiyue, with a little blood on his face, was grinning at him, and handed him an exaggerated hammer stained with a little blood in his hand.

Rather than a hammer, it is more like a big iron hammer used to smash walls at construction sites, and both sides of the hammer have been sharpened.

"Lingyin Temple has been repaired over the years. As a temple member, it is normal for me to carry some tools with me, right?"

Qin Shiyue looked at Feng Zhenghao's somewhat confused eyes and smiled even more brightly.

Feng Zhenghao took the sledgehammer that Qin Shiyue had modified, weighed it, and his eyes were full of satisfaction, but his words were very hypocritical and asked: "Is this... a bit too cruel?"

"Cruel? I don't think so, President Feng, what do you say?"

"I think you are right, thank you! Boy!"

Feng Zhenghao smiled, but his eyes behind the glasses were full of grimness.

"President Feng, you are overdoing it!!!"

Bi Youlong looked at the sledgehammer in Feng Zhenghao's hand and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He couldn't remain indifferent.

If this iron hammer is really swung, will the old man Wang Ai still have a chance to survive?

However, Feng Zhenghao ignored Bi Youlong at all, and rushed towards Wang Ai, who was being beaten by Guan Shihua and the old Tianshi with the hammer.

"You kid, you are really awesome! I have to watch out for my disciples in the future. If I offend you, I will die a miserable death!"

Seeing this scene, Mr. Lu Jin couldn't help but give Qin Shiyue a thumbs up.

"You are too kind, I am not well either."

Qin Shiyue scratched his bald head and said embarrassedly.

"Go away! Do you really think I am praising you, virtue!"

Seeing this, Lu Jin waved his hand in disdain.

"Baozheng! Bald donkey! WCNM!!!"

At this time, Wang rushed out of the crowd of Wang's family, and rushed towards Qin Shiyue with scarlet eyes.

There were also many black shadows following behind him, which were obviously the spirits he had subdued.

"I don't care about the younger generation's affairs, you can solve it yourself."

Seeing this, Lu Jin decisivelyThe old Taoist priest rushed over. He shouted, "Don't beat them to death! Leave some space for me."

"Bao Zheng! This is not the place for you to be so unbridled! Go and settle your Buddhist grudges!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop the ten masters, Bi Youlong turned his eyes to Qin Shiyue.

"Shabi, I really don't know how much benefit Shaolin has given you to let you bark here! Get out of here, or I'll take care of you too!"

After Qin Shiyue said that, he rushed directly towards Wang Bing.

Since the other party wanted to die, he would naturally not let him down.

In fact, Wang Bing had wanted to rush out a long time ago, but the Wang family members around him held him down tightly to prevent him from being impulsive.

Wang Bing was blind and couldn't see that these people were not fools.

Naturally, he understood how embarrassing the current situation of the Wang family was.

Shaolin was too busy to take care of itself, and even in order to deal with Lingyin Temple, it did not hesitate to throw the Wang family to the old Taoist priest's four families to deal with.

The purpose is to prevent the four families from coming to help Lingyin Temple.

So now it is time for Wang Ai, the person in power, to go out and shelter from the wind and rain.

After all, all this was decided by Wang Ai, and it was he who put the Wang family into such a situation.

Everyone knew it tacitly. But Wang Bing, the second-generation ancestor, still couldn't understand it.

He broke free from the restraints of the people around him and directed his hatred directly at Qin Shiyue.

Such behavior can only be said that he is not stupid enough. He knows that the old Taoist priests are not easy to mess with, so he chose Qin Shiyue, who is relatively provokeable.

But his IQ is just that. He really forgot the pain after the scar healed. How did Qin Shiyue deal with him at the beginning? This guy seems to have lost his memory.

This is not the way to seek death!

"Baozheng! This is not the place for you to run wild!"

Bi Youlong roared with a sullen face, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Shiyue.

It has to be said that people are like this, picking soft persimmons.

It’s a pity that many people are blind and mistake durian for persimmon!