I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 2888
The old thief Wufengzi looked around for a week, and saw dozens of masters of both Buddhism and Taoism surrounded him, at least four or five of them had cultivation bases higher than his own, only the two from Maoshan, Xuanming and Xuanming The two masters in the sky, whoever stood up, he had no possibility of winning. He knew that there was no possibility of hiding, and he would not escape death. His complexion suddenly became ruthless. He suddenly sneered a few times, and used Said in an extremely mocking tone: "All of you claim to be famous and upright. Today, dozens of masters of both Buddhism and Taoism have joined forces to bully a poor person. If you say it, you are not afraid of being ridiculed by the world. I have no regrets." Fengzi has lived his whole life, and today he was besieged by so many masters, and he could fight against dozens of masters by himself, and it would be a great death, come on! Even if the poor die, I will never make it easier for you!"

"You don't need to do anything at all, let this old man come and teach you your methods, you shameless and insidious villain! Not only did you slaughter your fellow sects in Zhongnanshan, but you also joined the White Lotus Sect that everyone despises, and now you killed me Lingyin The abbot of the temple law enlightenment, I will personally come to take your dog’s life, so that you will not feel wronged by your death!” Master Faneng suddenly took a few steps forward, and took off the oversized Buddhist beads hanging from his neck , holding it tightly in his hand, and looked coldly at the windless old thief.

Everyone immediately looked at Master Fatong, and they couldn't help but feel a little worried for him. Not long ago, he was attacked by a group of men in black with artillery arranged by the old thief Wufengzi. , with one arm stretched out, probably useless, and now he is facing the old thief Wufengzi with a seriously injured body. It may not be so easy to win, even if Master Fatong is not injured, If he wanted to win against the old thief Wufengzi, his odds of winning were only half at most, and the cultivation bases of the two of them were not much different, and the old thief Wufengzi seemed to have a slightly higher cultivation base than Fatong Dashen.

The old thief Wufengzi took a look at Master Fatong, turned his eyes, and suddenly thought about it, and said with some disdain: "Old Fatong, you think you are a hero in the world, and you are not bullying the few with more ? If Pindao wins, you will immediately come up with another master. After this round of fighting, Pindao can't stand it even if he is a god. Why don't you go together? Anyway, Pindao will not escape death today. How do you It's all about bullying the few with the more, relying on the strong to bully the weak!"

"Hmph!" Master Fatong let out a cold snort, and said with disdain: "I can do it alone, and I don't need others at all. If I am killed by you, there is no difference. Please, friends in the Jianghu, get out of the way." Come on, Daoer, let this old thief Wufengzi go, and avenge this old monk someday, if you lose, this old monk will use your head to worship my Senior Brother Fawu!"

Wufengzi saw that his aggressive method had succeeded, and the muscles on his face twitched, as if he was afraid that Master Fatong would go back on his word, he quickly agreed: "Okay! Since Master Fatong said so, everyone is also in the world. If you are a highly respected person, you will be nailed with your saliva, and you will not regret it at that time!"

Everyone's faces showed worry, and they all looked at Master Fatong. Master Xuanming didn't expect him to say these words, probably because he was stunned by the windless old thief. Just relying on a moment of bravery, he had to fight desperately with this old thief Wufengzi, and he didn't care about the consequences at all. If the old thief Wufengzi won, it would be impossible to kill him in the future.

(End of this chapter)