"Good timing!"
The corner of Wu Hong's mouth rose. Without dodging, he stretched out his hand and slapped at the fat monk.
In the process of slapping, Wu Hong's palm turned golden.
"Golden body, oh my god! Young master Wu Hong actually condensed a golden body! "
"Too strong, too powerful! I'm afraid there will be a seat for young master Wu Hong in this Buddhist Road! "
Exclamations sounded continuously.
The surrounding crowd all stared at Wu Hong.
Admiration was written all over their faces.
"Pa!"
A crisp sound rang out.
The fat monk's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, heavily hitting the ground.
"Puff!"
A mouthful of blood was spat out from his mouth.
The fat monk struggled to stand up, pointing at Wu Hong, his face full of anger.
Wu Hong looked at the fat monk, slightly startled.
"Not dead? How is this possible? "
He was very clear how much power he used.
Even if it was a grade five Demigod, it would not be a problem.
And he was only a grade one Demigod, how could he withstand it?
"I don't believe it!"
Wu Hong smiled coldly, step by step walking towards the fat monk, at the same time, secretly drawing out 10% of his power.
This time, even if it was a grade seven Demigod, it could also kill him.
He stood in front of the fat monk, condescendingly looking down at him.
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for eating meat in front of me!"
Wu Hong waved his right hand and slapped down at the fat monk.
"Good ability!"
At this time, a sound rang out.
The voice immediately dispersed the force of Wu Hong's attack.
Looking back.
A monk walked out from the crowd.
This person did not seem to have any power fluctuations, like a mortal.
This monk was none other than Pu Hui.
"Who are you?" Wu Hong turned his head, looked at Pu Hui, slightly frowning.
Pu Hui put her palms together, "This little monk's Dharma name is Pu Hui, may I know why benefactor wants to kill a Buddhist disciple?"
"Buddhist disciple? Pooh! He is obviously a demon! "
"Breaking so many precepts, what qualifications does he have to be a Buddhist disciple?"
Before Wu Hong started, the surrounding people pointed at the fat monk, angrily rebuking.
"Hehe … …"
Pu Hui smiled slightly, "Whether I am a Buddhist disciple or not, is it up to you to decide?"
"This … …" Everyone was speechless.
"Who created the precepts and rules?" Pu Hui asked.
"Naturally, it's Tathagata Buddha!"
"Buddha Tathagata? Have you heard of it? "
"Aren't you all relying on word of mouth?"
"Buddha said to be merciful and merciful. If you can, then do it!"
"You want to slaughter the disciples of your own sect just for a moment of pleasure! Didn't you break the rules? "
"Aren't you also demons that must be executed?"
His words caused everyone's faces to turn red and they lowered their heads.
Shame was written all over everyone's face.
"As long as there is kindness in your heart and in your actions, you are a disciple of the Buddhist Sect!"
At this point, Pu Hui raised her right hand and pointed at Wu Hong. "And he has never shaved his head, and has cultivated other Great Daos!"
"Since when has such a person been a disciple of our Buddhist Sect?"
"He only came to the Buddhist Nation to obtain a Buddhist Throne!"
"Moreover, he even uses the secret demonic sound to confuse people's minds. He is the true devil!"
Pu Hui's voice reverberated in everyone's ears.
Many people woke up one after another.
Wu Hong's secret technique was broken, and his expression was ugly. He pointed at Pu Hui, "What I cultivate is the grand Buddhist Dao!"
"You're the real devil! You're misleading the people with your lies!"
With that, Wu Hong's right hand emitted a golden light and pounced straight at Pu Hui.
"Hu … …"
The surrounding air was distorted at an extreme speed.
The terrifying aura made people's scalp tingle.
Seeing this scene, Pu Hui's face did not change. She unhurriedly stretched out her palm and pressed forward.
"Buzz … …"
A Buddhist seal flew out from her palm and instantly blasted Wu Hong's body.
"Boom … …"
A loud sound rang out.
Wu Hong's body staggered back and directly fell to the ground.
He struggled to stand up with a face full of shame and anger.
"I'll fight with you!"
With a roar, Wu Hong's whole body quickly lit up with golden light.
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a golden Arhat.
That kind of indestructible aura surged over.
"You devil, helping the tyrant do evil, today we will die together!"
Wu Hong's voice was cold, and he was about to rush forward.
"Stop!"
A light shout made Wu Hong and Pu Hui's face change slightly.
"Buddha?"
On Pu Hui's face, there was a touch of fear.
Unexpectedly, a small city actually had a Buddha guarding it.
"The city competition is about to begin, you must not cause any more trouble, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
A roar shook everyone's ears.
Everyone's eyes revealed fear, and they lowered their heads.
"Humph … …"
Wu Hong's face showed unwillingness, pointing at Pu Hui, "Little monk, I will remember you, this matter is not over!"
"Benefactor, you have violated a precept again, talking nonsense!" Pu Hui said.
"You … …"
Wu Hong's chest stagnated, he reluctantly put down his hand, turned around and quickly left.
"Thank you master for saving my life!"
The fat monk and the other came to Pu Hui and gave a Buddhist salute.
"No need to be so polite!"
After saying that, Pu Hui quickly left.
Everyone looked at Pu Hui, their faces changing.
Worship, awe, doubt … …
All kinds of emotions were written on their faces.
"Who is he? A Buddhist seal actually blasted Wu Hong back? "
"I don't know, he doesn't seem to be famous!"
"Not famous? Such a powerful strength, he is at least an eighth grade demigod, right? This kind of person, how can he not be famous in the Three Realms? "
"Maybe that monk is low-key!"
Such voices, constantly sounded.
In the crowd.
Sun Hao looked at this scene, smiled and nodded.
This Pu Hui not only had a high perception, but also a good mind.
It seemed that he did not see the wrong person.
"Young Master, Wu Hong is gone!" Six-eared Macaque pointed to Wu Hong's back and said.
"He can't go, we will go find him later!" Sun Hao said with a smile.
"Okay, Young Master!"
… …
… …
In an inn.
"Wow, Young Master Wu Hong is coming, so handsome!"
"Handsome fart, today he was blown back by a little monk named Pu Hui with one punch!"
"What? He was blown back by a little monk? Then he is too weak, right? "
"That's not it!"
Wu Hong walked into the inn, heard these voices, and stared directly at the people who were gossiping.
However.
"What are you looking at, not convinced? Come and hit me if you are not afraid of death! "
"I feel f * cking cool to see him angry!"
Many people raised the corners of their mouths, extremely arrogant.
Wu Hong clenched his fists until they cracked.
Finally, he reluctantly let go of his hands.
He secretly remembered the appearance of these people, hiding the killing intent in his heart.
After restoring his calm appearance, he walked back to his room.
"Hoo … …"
With a wave of his right hand, he set up an isolation array.
"Ah … …"
Wu Hong roared angrily, his blood-red eyes staring straight ahead.
"Pu Hui, you wait for me!"
"Don't let me meet you, otherwise, I will make you look good!"
After a long time, Wu Hong gradually calmed down.
Suddenly.
Wu Hong raised his eyebrows and looked up. His pupils shrank, and his face changed dramatically.
At some point, there was another person in the room.
… …
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