"Since it's a competition, there must be equality of status. I am responsible for protecting the safety of the leader, and now I just want to have some fun with you." The masked man said hoarsely.
Yu Xiaolong blinked, unable to tell who the other party was. But his words were so firm. Although he didn't know what his abilities were, since that was the case, Yu Xiaolong simply went with the flow.
"Why did you come here? You don't want to mess around anymore! Come on, you two give it a try." After saying that, Yu Xiaolong retreated not far away.
The masked man stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers provocatively, then put his hands behind his back and said: "Old Bald Donkey has a bright head, speaks without swearing, and looks down on people. Then let me learn a lesson. Come on, Bald Ladle, I No hands, just do whatever you want."
Bai Xinyun was very surprised by his appearance and words. She clasped her hands and asked: "This donor, we are just discussing and communicating. If you have anything, please discuss it later."
"Let's talk about it again. What are you talking about? Aren't you the one who protects that kid? I also protect Yu Xiaolong. Now we happen to be the same. Where did you get so many bad things? Don't you dare to let it go? , knelt down and kowtowed and shouted eight sentences, "Grandpa, I am wrong, then you can get out of here." The masked man spoke very directly, which made Yu Xiaolong feel unbearable.
"Who the hell are you! Are you looking for death?" Cui Yueyue suddenly became furious, pointing at him and scolding him.
Bai Xinyun stretched out her hand to stop him, suppressing her anger, and said: "Amitabha, please don't hurt others with bad words. In this case, the poor monk should ask the donor to teach me, Amitabha, it is good, it is good."
"Why are you just saying bad words to hurt people? Old bald donkey, old bald donkey, old bald man, come here and beat me! I said, if you move your hands, I will lose. I will kneel down and kowtow to you eight times, okay?" Masked? The man didn't care and continued to curse.
Seeing that he had such a fierce temper and said that he didn't use his hands, Yu Xiaolong thought for a long time and didn't know who it was.
This temper is unique to Zhou Kai, but it is obviously not him, and he does not have the courage.
The other person might be his master Long Ximen, but it's obviously not him either. He has a completely different height and shape.
Who else could it be?
Moreover, the other party knew his name and Cui Yueyue, so he must be a familiar person, but now Yu Xiaolong was completely confused.
Faced with such provocative and vicious insults, even Bai Xinyun couldn't bear it at this time.
Who is this mysterious guy opposite, and why is he so grumpy? And he doesn't use his hands. It seems that the other party is well-prepared.
However, Bai Xinyun noticed that the other party's true energy was very low and was completely different from his own. He was equivalent to a very ordinary practitioner.
But why is the other party so arrogant?
Why is he not afraid at all?
Did the other party hide it too deeply?
Bai Xinyun panted heavily, suppressing the anger that was about to burst out, taking a deep breath, clasping his hands together, and said: "Since the donor said it, then just follow what the donor said. The poor monk once again gave advice, just discuss and communicate, and stop there. "
Even Cui Yueyue noticed something was wrong with the scene at this time. He and Bai Xinyun had the same doubts.
But he couldn't say anything at this time, he could only look at Bai Xinyun a few times.
The masked man hooked his fingers and said provocatively: "Come on, Bald Lao, you should take action first."
"Amitabha, that would be offending."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xinyun was in front of the masked man like lightning, stretched out his right hand and struck him directly.
I didn't expect that the masked man was faster, so I ducked away.
Bai Xinyun didn't stop, and then swept away with his palm.
As soon as the masked man bent down, the opponent missed again.
At this time, Bai Xinyun had to be cautious and stepped aside.
I was so fast and at such a close distance. I didn't expect that the other party could easily avoid it. It seemed that the other party was anything but ordinary.
"Huh? Bald Lao, why don't you do it? You are very capable, and we competed well. But you have to be merciful, you almost hit me." The masked man said with a playful smile.
Bai Xinyun didn't respond. He twisted the bracelet in his hand and suddenly hit it.
The bracelet was like a burning fire ring, attacking the masked man with extremely high temperature.
The other party stood there motionless, holding his hands behind his back and watching the ring of fire fly to his head.
"Huh...huh...huh"
The fire ring spurted out fierce flames, wrapping the masked man inside, and even the hard steel was burned.
Yu Xiaolong's heart skipped a beat, and he became secretly worried.
After a while, the flames disappeared, leaving dark ground on the ground.
"Good boy, we agreed to have a discussion and exchange, don't you hate playing with me?" The masked man appeared not far away.
Bai Xinyun raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the other party could avoid him, and he didn't even notice it at all.
"Amitabha, this is indeed the point of discussion and exchange." He clasped his hands together and nodded slowly.
The masked man snorted coldly: "Okay, now that I know this speed, you can continue, and I will let you use three more moves."
Seeing that the other party was so confident, Cui Yueyue also felt something was wrong, smiled and said: "Senior Monk, forget it, it doesn't matter who wins or loses."
"No, since this is the case, let's fight to the end." Bai Xinyun shook his head.
The masked man chuckled: "Okay, old bald donkey, it seems you like to have fun. Come on, you have three more tricks before I get upset."
"The Buddha died without any iridium, and he walked with his robes"
After the Sanskrit words, "Swish, swish, swish," the white heart cloud surrounded the masked people, each of them murmuring with their eyes closed.
After a moment, eight Bai Xinyun struck out their right palms at the same time, and eight dim white lights struck at the same time.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
The masked man flew up and after muttering something silently, he turned into a small whirlwind and flew quickly among the eight white-hearted clouds.
Finally, the masked man appeared and flew into the air, and stepped down hard with his right foot, which glowed with a dazzling white light.
There was a loud "boom", all the white clouds flashed and disappeared, and a figure appeared not far away.
"There are two more moves." The masked man snorted coldly, holding his hands behind his back.
Bai Xinyun didn't speak. He clapped his hands on both sides of his head, and a golden light shot straight into the sky from above his head.
The masked man smiled and said, "Are you anxious? Do you want to use your ultimate move?"
After saying that, he spun quickly like a top, and soon a black whirlwind appeared, and the simple golden light went away.
Bai Xinyun flew over at a very fast speed with a "chun" sound, and her clothes were thrown into the air, turning into a huge net, tightly wrapping the masked man in it.
Unexpectedly, with a pop, a crack appeared in the huge black net, and the masked man rushed out like a cannonball, standing on the ground with his hands behind his back.
"Old bald donkey, I've used up three moves. Including the first move, there are five moves in total. Now it's my turn, right?" The masked man laughed hoarsely.
Bai Xinyun spit out a large mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and stood there panting while holding her chest.
The masked man burst out with a powerful breath, blowing several people so hard that they almost couldn't open their eyes.
He flew up and turned into a huge black ball and rushed towards the opponent.
"Stop!" Yu Xiaolong shouted.
The black ball rubbed Bai Xinyun and fell heavily to the ground, creating a large crater more than ten meters deep, with a large amount of black smoke coming out as if it was burnt.
"It's just a discussion, there is no need to ask for life." Yu Xiaolong said.
The masked man appeared and stood in front of Bai Xinyun, snorting coldly: "Fuck off with your Master Yueyue, keep a low profile from now on, don't let me run into you again."
Cui Yueyue glanced at him bitterly, supported Bai Xinyun and left quickly.
"Oh, it's just a demon monk. It's not a pity to die. You are too kind." The masked man shook his head and sighed.
Yu Xiaolong did not answer his words and asked calmly: "Who are you?"
