proud of the sky

Chapter 445

Can Zhang Muyang tolerate this kind of behavior?Obviously it's not possible, so I just smashed my wine gourd over there, and it's fine if you dangle in front of me in a small boat, but dare to mock me, who gave you the courage.

Monk Fangzheng, who was about to talk to Zhang Muyang about his ideals in life, was caught off guard when he saw Zhang Muyang start a fight. Although he just threw out a gourd of wine, but with Zhang Muyang's gesture of the middle finger, the meaning of provocation was too strong.

The foreigner who was just going to leave with a glance of contempt suddenly frowned. He is a strong man in Northern Europe, how could he allow others to ridicule him.

With a sneer, the speeding boat stopped on the surface of the sea, and as he shook his fingers a few times, the calm sea surface suddenly wrinkled.In the blink of an eye, a wave several meters high hit the yacht Zhang Muyang was on. If he was really hit by the yacht, it would capsize even if it didn't fall apart.

Seeing this scene, the fledglings of the Special Ninth Bureau were very anxious. They were originally singing songs on a steamship, but this accident happened as soon as they were mentioned. Facing the menacing huge waves, they almost couldn't help but want to make a move. While it may be a drop in the bucket, it's better than doing nothing.

The instigator of this matter, the culprit, looked at the waves with great interest and said, "It's a pity that I didn't bring a surfboard, otherwise I could have a good time."

Monk Fangzheng is not afraid of the waves, but Zhang Muyang's focus is too strange. The other party has already made a move, so why don't you express it?Seeing the waves getting closer, Zhang Muyang finally stood up straight, pointed his hand and said, "Master Fangzheng, the safety of our crew depends on you."

Monk Fangzheng, who was waiting for Zhang Muyang to make a move, was almost suffocated. It was obviously a matter of provocation, so why should I, an old bone, do it.

He complained in his heart, but seeing the waves getting closer and closer, he still had to take a shot. If he was hit by this thing, he and Zhang Muyang would be fine, but the newcomers would be in trouble.

He hummed the Buddha's name softly in his mouth to calm down the anger in his heart, and then waved a palm.At first glance, this palm was nothing, ordinary and indifferent, but after the next second, a Buddha's light suddenly appeared on his hand, and the palm seemed to grow several times out of thin air.

Then it directly collided with the waves, and after a roar passed through my ears, the several-meter-high waves dissipated, leaving only a few waves, which are harmless to the yacht.

After Bonn hit it casually, he suddenly realized that there were still experts on the yacht. He flipped his palm over, and several jets of water shot up into the sky. These jets of water were about one meter thick, and they went very fast, almost rushing to the front of the yacht in the blink of an eye. .Monk Fangzheng glanced at Zhang Muyang, seeing that he had no intention of making a move at all, so he could only continue to make a move.

Put your hands together, the spiritual energy in your body is running, and then your palms are shot out one after another.This palm technique looks quite similar to the move just now, it is very common, but every time he swings a palm, there will be a shadow of the palm in the air.Immediately, one palm became two palms, two palms became four palms, and four palms became a slap. In the blink of an eye, there were palm shadows in front of Monk Fangzheng.

Zhang Muyang, who was watching from the sidelines, yelled loudly: "Is this the legendary Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm? Monk Fangzheng beat him up."

Fangzheng, who was originally full of momentum, suddenly felt a block in his heart after hearing Zhang Muyang's cheering and cheering, but this did not affect his shot.

As the palm shadows swayed, all those jets of water rushing towards the yacht were blocked by Monk Fangzheng. At the same time, several palm shadows pierced through the air, approaching Nabon.

Up to this point, even though he had only passed two moves, the Western European expert Bonn probably guessed that the power of the bald monk was not inferior to his own. If he wanted to take down these people, he would have to fight a big fight. The gain outweighs the loss, this time he came alone, without helpers around him, if he is attacked by a group, he will not be able to fall behind, and there are other forces watching over him.

After hesitating for a while, Bonn exerted force under his feet, and the boat left quickly, not entangled with Zhang Muyang and others, but the chicks of the Special Ninth Bureau, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, burst into applause when they saw the strong enemy retreat.

"Master Fangzheng is awesome."

"awesome."

"Thousand-hand Tathagata Palm, really awesome."

Hearing the yelling of the crowd, Monk Fangzheng did not change his face, and stretched out his hand to comfort the crowd, telling them not to yell.After this scene, the fledglings of the Special Ninth Bureau respect Monk Fangzheng even more, while Zhang Muyang despises him more. It is obvious that the person who provoked him just now is Zhang Muyang, but he wants Master Fangzheng to take action. If he is really powerful, he should Go up by yourself, instead of hiding behind Master Fangzheng and shouting 666, which is a bit too rubbish.

"Master Fangzheng, how did it feel to fight just now?"

Monk Fangzheng said humbly: "In front of Mr. Zhang, how dare I call him a master. The man just now is not weaker than me in terms of cultivation. If he really continues to fight, the outcome is uncertain."

Zhang Muyang grinned, this old monk is not telling the truth, his current realm has reached the foundation building stage, and it is not too difficult to deal with that foreigner just now, not to mention that he is easy to capture.But he didn't expose this matter, after all, modesty is our traditional virtue in China.

After this small disturbance, Zhang Muyang and his party arrived on the island half an hour later.As soon as they set foot on the island, everyone was attracted by a stone tablet with the words "Treasure Island" written in Japanese on it.

It's really a cliché name, and I don't know if the island was called this name from the beginning or someone changed it later.Of course these are not the point.

Treasure Island is not big, it may be hundreds of square kilometers in total, and the scenery on the island is average. As soon as they landed on the island, they attracted countless attentions.After all, those who can come here are all monks. Almost everyone on the island noticed their fight on the sea just now.

For the attention of everyone, Zhang Muyang seems to be okay, but the chicks behind him are not. Although they have enjoyed the attention of everyone in China before, that feeling is different from now. The worship in China is different here. Hostility, scrutiny, etc. are all in the eyes, especially when these people are still monks, their feelings become even worse.Subconsciously tightening his body, he looked around vigilantly, for fear that someone would surprise him.

Zhang Muyang turned his head and said, "What are you talking about, come with me." Saying that, he walked straight forward.According to his induction, after ten minutes, they all arrived in front of a mountain.The aura fluctuates abnormally here. Although it looks like nothing from the outside, this place should be the entrance of the ruins.

Around this entrance, several waves of people have already stood. Obviously, they also know that this is a key position, and they have already secured the position in advance.

(End of this chapter)