There are many guards inside Jubaozhai, but no one dares to stop him at this moment.
Jun Wuxie and Yan Qingcheng drove straight in and soon arrived in front of the small courtyard.
Looking at the courtyard shrouded in golden Buddha light, listening to the sound of wooden fish and chanting sutras, Yan Qingcheng looked into the depths of Jubaozhai and said: "Bald Donkey, I advise you to stop right now, otherwise the Yaowang Sect will not let it go."
"Amitabha, since the existence of our Dafan Zen Sect, we have gone through many ups and downs and have never flinched in the face of any power." The old monk's voice was very calm and he said: "They are all people with wisdom roots and are destined to be my Buddha. In the future, If the Yaowang Sect comes to question him, he can ask the female donor if he wants to convert voluntarily."
"Great monk, I don't want to. I am a disciple of the Yaowang Sect. How can I convert to Buddhism?"
Su Lan's voice sounded in the small courtyard, filled with anger and determination.
Yan Qingcheng said coldly: "Bald Donkey, did you hear that she said she didn't want to."
"Amitabha, the two female donors are in very unstable moods right now, and what they say may not necessarily be true to their hearts. After three days, everyone can come and ask. At that time, as long as the two female donors say no, I will immediately apologize in person. .”
"Old bald donkey, are you still shameless?" Jun Wuxie was extremely angry and said angrily: "What they say now is the truth that follows their inner wishes! Three days later, they will be forcibly converted by you, of course they will not say anything It was forced, you are so shameless!"
"Naughty! You killed my Zen disciple, and I haven't settled this debt with you yet!"
"Then get out of here now. I'll be standing right here. I'll take care of you no matter how you deal with it!"
Jun Wuxie was filled with rage. He had met many arrogant and arrogant people before.
But the arrogance of those people is very straightforward.
This Dafan Zen sect is simply making people vomit.
While they are arrogant, they also claim to be compassionate and truthful. They are sanctimonious and extremely hypocritical.
"Nie Zhan, your sect master is vulnerable to a single blow, but you are only in the Qi Condensation realm, yet you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!"
At this time, Yan Qingcheng said: "Bald Donkey, you are just doing whatever you want here just because your level is higher than them. Does that mean I can also do whatever you want?"
"Amitabha, are you a high-ranking member of the Mei Tong Clan in Southern Xinjiang?" The old monk said calmly: "In this case, you should understand the tacit understanding between the dominant forces. Previously, the lower-level protector of my Dafan Zen Sect took action against you first, and was Your Excellency killed me, and I have nothing to say. Now, I have not done anything to you, so you have no reason to take action."
"You asked me to abide by this unwritten tacit agreement. Did you abide by it yourself? You trapped the disciples of Yaowang Sect here and forcibly converted them. Did you abide by the tacit agreement?"
"How can I be restrained by these tacit agreements in the face of great mercy and compassion when I help people suffer."
"You mean, you don't have to abide by it yourself, but you require me to abide by it?" Yan Qingcheng smiled and said: "Stop your rogue logic, I won't accept it. After all, in this world, we still have to use Strength speaks for itself, not just words."
"Don't worry, it would be disrespectful for me to deal with you personally. One of the two people you want to convert is this young man's sister, and the other is his friend. I believe that the solution to this matter is for you to If there is a duel between them, whoever loses will immediately get out of the capital of Zhou Dynasty and will not be allowed to step foot inside for three years!"
"Amitabha, do you really mean what you say?"
The old monk was stunned, as if he did not expect that the other party would propose such a solution.
He is a strong man in the Zongwang Realm, and that young man is only in the Qi Condensation Realm. There are six major realms between them, and they are not on the same level at all.
Just by blowing his breath, he could kill that young man!
"I keep my word and will never break my promise."
Yan Qingcheng answered affirmatively.
Beside her, the muscles on Jun Wuxie's face twitched a few times.
What the hell was Yan Qingcheng doing? He actually asked him to fight against a person at the level of a sect king. This was simply going to die, without any hope of winning.
However, he believed that Yan Qingcheng must have her own plans.
"Just in time, this little evil beast killed my disciple of the Dafan Zen Sect, and I am just trying to settle the matter with him!"
An old monk walked out from the depths of Jubaozhai.
His eyebrows are a little gray, but his face is very rosy, no wrinkles can be seen, and his body is very strong.
In the blink of an eye, the old monk came from the depths to the front of the small courtyard.
He moved towards Jun Wuxie, his eyes showed no trace of mercy, but instead had a strong murderous intention.
"This evil obstacle, why don't you kneel down quickly and punish me!"
He was very strong, his shout was like thunder, his palms were raised, Buddha's light handprints evolved in the void, and he suppressed Jun Wuxie head-on.
At this time, Yan Qingcheng flicked her finger.
A wisp of fingerlight wrapped around runes instantly sank into the old monk's body.
The old monk's aura suddenly weakened a hundred times or a thousand times!
His realm was directly suppressed from the Zongwang Realm to the peak of the Ten Transformations of Qi Condensation Realm.
"What do you mean by this? Are you going to break your promise?"
The old monk was shocked and angry. The cave in his body was sealed, and he could only use the power at the peak of Qi Condensation Realm!
"I have said that I will not attack you personally. The duel between you must be conducted on a fair basis. What is fair is that you must fight in the same realm."
"Does your Excellency think that he can beat me if he is at the same level?"
The old monk couldn't help but laugh. He was a strong person in the Zongwang Realm. His vision, experience, and understanding of the use of martial arts were not comparable to those in the Qi Condensation Realm.
Even in the same realm, he had every advantage!
"The evil obstacle shall be punished!"
He shouted deeply, and the Buddha's light handprint buzzed down, covering Jun Wuxie.
Jun Wuxie sneered, holding it with one hand, without even looking at the Buddha's light handprint.
He walked directly towards the old monk.
The released blood energy is like a roaring river, surging around the body.
The Buddha's light handprint was about to fall on top of his head.
However, it was struck by the boiling blood energy and was frozen in the air, making it difficult to fall down.
Boom!
As Jun Wuxie walked, golden blood energy burst out, rushing forward like a huge wave.
The old monk's expression suddenly changed, as if he was suffocating and oppressed.
The rushing golden blood was like a roaring river, making him unsteady on his feet before it even touched him. His body swayed and he took several steps back.
He slammed his foot on the ground, raised his hand and punched Jun Wuxie to death.
The moment he punched, a golden Buddha's light fist seal erupted with a thunderous sound.
Jun Wuxie flicked his hand, and golden blood energy surged out, shattering the Buddha's Light Fist Seal.
The next moment, he bullied himself in front of the old monk and slapped him hard on the face, which was extremely clear and loud.
Near the small courtyard, the corners of the eyes of the people inside Jubaozhai twitched violently when they saw such a scene.
Huiyuan is the first master of Jubaozhai in the capital city who came here a few days ago to take over the position!
He is the number one person in Jubaozhai in the capital, and controls the highest authority here.
Now, this No. 1 figure was actually slapped by a Qi Condensation Realm warrior. His whole body was slapped and flew out, and a mouthful of blood was spat out, mixed with the fallen teeth.
"Old bald donkey, it's only because you have practiced for thousands of years that you can be so arrogant here!" Jun Wuxie stepped forward and punched through Huiyuan's defense, directly hitting him in the chest.
Huiyuan flew backwards, his whole chest split open and dripping with blood.
"Now that you no longer have the advantage of realm, why don't you speak your rogue-like principles?"
Jun Wuxie followed Huiyuan all the time. Before his body hit the ground, he grabbed his ankles, swung him up and threw him to the ground.
Boom!
The ground here was shaking violently, and earth and rocks were flying.
Every time he was beaten, a human-shaped pit would be left on the ground, and the ground would be covered with blood.
The old monk screamed in agony and had no room to fight back.
A strong person in the Zongwang Realm, without the advantage of an absolute realm, would be beaten here and there like a scarecrow in front of Jun Wuxie, which was completely abusing him.
In a moment, the old monk lost his human form.
His whole bones were falling apart now, he was like a puddle of mud, his body was covered in plasma, and his face was swollen like a pig's head. Even his mother probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.
The people inside Jubaozhai were stunned.
Although Huiyuan is the new first master.
But in the past, the first master was an elder from the Yaowang Sect. He had been here for ten years, and the people here were naturally more inclined towards the Yaowang Sect.
However, due to Huiyuan's lustful power, they all dared not speak out in anger.
"Tell me, why do you have to convert my sister?"
Jun Wuxie pressed the old monk Huiyuan's head to the ground. Seeing that he didn't speak, he grabbed a handful of dirt and forced it into his mouth.
The old monk Huiyuan choked and kept vomiting, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Don't tell me? You are a bald ass with a very thick skin, and your words and deeds can be said to be shameless! I would like to see if you have no shame under any circumstances!"
Jun Wuxie grabbed the old monk Huiyuan's ankle, dragged him to the ground, turned around and walked outside the Jubaozhai.
Yan Qingcheng was stunned. What was this little bastard trying to do by dragging the old bald donkey outside?
Everyone inside Jubaozhai was also full of doubts and followed him outside.
In front of the Jubaozhai Gate, the crowd gathered here has not dispersed.
They were all shocked when they saw Jun Wuxie dragging out a bloody old monk.
He dragged the old monk to a certain stone pillar in the square in front of the gate.
Just when everyone was guessing what he was going to do, they saw him tearing the old monk's robes to pieces, leaving only a pair of underwear.
He hung the old monk on a pillar, took out a whip, and danced it to make a buzzing sound.
There was a snap.
The whip hit the old monk's body, causing the skin and flesh to rip open.
"Heaven is going to send great blessings to the master, but he must first humiliate his will, torture his muscles and bones, and expose his body and skin." Jun Wuxie pointed at the old monk and sealed the true energy in his cave, making it impossible for him to resist with his true energy. Painful, he said: "Master, there is no need to be grateful to me. I am just compassionate and willing to help others."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the whip and started to whip hard.
Every time he whipped, he moved his feet, changed his position and continued to whip.
Everyone was stunned.
Just watching Jun Wuxie move around the stone pillar, whipping around.
The old monk screamed, his whole body twitched and twitched, and he was dripping with blood.
The physical pain, coupled with the extreme shame in his heart when everyone looked at him, made the old monk wish he could hit his head against a pillar and die.
He is an elder of the dominant force Dafan Zen Sect. In the eyes of the world, he is an eminent monk. Who dares to treat him like this?
Today, I have to suffer such a shame and humiliation. The opponent is just a warrior in the Qi Condensation Realm. He is stripped of his monk robes, hung up and beaten!
"Amitabha, the little donor has sinned so much that he will be sent to the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reincarnated!!"
The old monk's eyes were about to burst with hatred.
"Master's mood is very unstable right now, and what he says may not be true to his heart. When I have been whipped for one hundred thousand lashes, everyone in the world can come and ask. At that time, as long as Master says no, I will immediately apologize in person."
"you……"
The old monk was so angry that he vomited blood.
The other party actually used what he said against him.
After one hundred thousand lashes, he might have turned into a corpse!
At that time, if the world came to ask, he would not say no, because the corpse would not speak!
Jun Wuxie sneered and whipped the whip in his hand.
He is ruthless and very cruel.
He actually wanted to forcibly convert his sister. He wanted to kill this old bald ass alive in public!
