my fox wife

Chapter 563
"If you really want to do it, Master Li will teach me a lesson. I can't beat him." Broken Shoes shrank back in fear, acting cute.

"Damn it, you littered my house. I haven't settled with you yet. Today I will defeat you at the Buddhist and Taoist Conference." Yang Wanyin shouted loudly.

Among the crowd in the audience, a man wearing a purple Taoist robe and holding a sword jumped up and clapped his hands, "Okay, Master Yang, what you said is really good, smash this broken shoe."

"Amitabha." Broken Shoes clasped his hands together and pointed to the man jumping up and clapping his hands under the stage, "Silly hat, don't stir up trouble."

The young cultivator was sprayed with a silly hat, and his face immediately froze. Yang Wanyin looked back at him, without any emotion, retracted his gaze, shook the colorful purple silk in his hand, and then waved towards the broken shoe in front of him.

The reason why the colorful purple silk is called colorful is because the silk is composed of seven colors, of which purple occupies the majority.

"Huh!" The colorful Zichou waved away and made a sharp sound, its head entangled towards the broken shoe like a python.

The broken shoe took a few steps back to carefully observe the intent of the colorful purple silk coiled towards him. He saw that he was going to wrap himself up and tie him up, and immediately lifted into the air. , was about to shrink back hard, but unfortunately the broken shoe had already dodged in the air.

Yang Wanyin looked up, pulled the colorful purple silk back, then spun her wrist, and the colorful purple silk also spun, and quickly rolled into a purple whip. There were purple thorns on the whip, which looked very sharp.

"Damn, Master Yang, you're serious, the poor monk doesn't have such a big grudge against you, right?" Seeing Yang Wanyin like this, Ling Kong's broken shoes were immediately surprised, "Believe it or not, the old monk called Li Dianfeng on the bed. Clean you up."

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Li Dianfeng was speechless.

The immortal cultivators on the right were all erupting, the men's faces were full of anger, and the women sitting next to some head teachers covered their mouths and laughed.

Yang Wanyin's face was still full of anger, but when she heard this, her face turned extremely red.

"Smelly beggar, keep your mouth clean."

Another young ascetic, wearing a suit, stood up and pointed to the broken shoes in the air.

"Renren Yang, don't be influenced by him, beat him to death."

"Yeah, beat him to death."

"Smash him to death, let him talk cheap."

Although Yang Wanyin blushed, but what she said about the broken shoes was very kind to her. Li Dianfeng was her lover, and that girl didn't like the man she liked to clean her up on the bed.

It would be a lie to say that you don't like it.

But the Buddhists on the right were a little unhappy. The broken shoes made them feel ashamed, and they shook their heads in disappointment.

Yang Wanyin was ashamed for a while, her anger welled up, and she took the whip and whipped upwards.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the purple whip whipped out and made a chirping sound.

Broken Shoes didn't panic, turned around to dodge another whip, and froze in the air, "Come on, you can't hit me."

Yang Wanyin was so annoyed by his appearance, she took the whip, swung it left and right, up and down, every time the whip hit the broken shoe, and the broken shoe hid easily.

Seeing that the whip had no effect, Yang Wanyin trembled, and the whip was actually shortened, forming a sharp purple sword with a triangle-shaped body, seventy centimeters long, with thorns, which looked poisonous.

"Huh."

Yang Wanyin soared up into the air, stabbed with a sword, and the broken shoe fell to the ground. Yang Wanyin stabbed with a sword, looked down, and immediately fell to the ground to stab again.

"Look at Poor Monk's Dimensional Arhat Fist."

He squatted down with his broken shoes, his fists were on the kidneys on the left and right sides of his abdomen, and he recited scriptures silently, and then his whole body burst into dazzling golden light.

And Yang Wanyin, who fell to the ground, found a pair of bent arms clenching fists on the left and right sides of her face, punching her face with a left hook and a right hook. Was punched twice.

The so-called planar Arhat Fist means that the Double Arhat Fist appears in front of the opponent and attacks the opponent.

Yang Wanyin was punched twice in the face, the pain was on her body, and on the male ascetic who admired her.

However, Yang Wanyin was not stunned, and then she came back to her senses, turned her body upside down and fell to the ground, pierced her body with a sword on the ground, then spread her legs to form a split-horse, and then spun around, sweeping the broken shoes with her feet in a whirlwind.

The broken shoe stepped back and looked at it, because the rotation speed was too fast, resulting in a phantom, which could not be seen clearly for a while, but then the broken shoe felt wrong, Yang Wanyin's feet seemed to be wrapped around his colorful purple silk, but unfortunately he was late, the colorful purple silk The purple silk quickly swam out from Yang Wanyin's feet, rolled up the broken shoe at an extremely fast speed, and when it was tightened, the broken shoe stood straight inside.

Yang Wanyin's spinning feet slapped five or sixty times in a row on his face, the broken shoes covered his face with dust, and he was directly stunned.

"well played."

"It's a good fight."

"Quack and croak."

Everyone in the audience who admired Yang Wanyin clenched their fists and applauded.

Some of these people have received the favor of broken shoes, but for the sake of women, they still scold broken shoes regardless of morality.

There were only some headmasters who had married wives, and they shook their heads in disappointment and looked at these young cultivators.

Yang Wanyin stopped, turned over and stepped on the ground, looked at the broken shoes, "How about it, admit defeat?"

"Hmph, Poor Monk Fu Mo 36 is still out, or you will be tied up." Broken Shoes turned his head in disbelief.

But Broken Shoes has already lost, and there is no chance to play that Fumo 36 Jue again.

After announcing that the broken shoes had lost, Yang Wanyin untied the broken shoes.

Broken Shoes stepped off the stage, walked up to Li Dianfeng, and slapped his thighs continuously, "Who cares about your wife, look at how you kicked the old man's face."

"Good kick." Li Dianfeng looked straight ahead.

"Really Li, you can say that." Po Xie's eyes widened, "If I hadn't been on stage before, your precious Mo Tong would have been shocked by someone's palm. Fortunately, I was on stage and caught the palm."

Hiss, what's the matter?
Hearing that the broken shoes saved Mo Tong, Li Dianfeng felt grateful, and turned to look at him, "The kick was not good, next time I will take care of her."

"Clean up more on the bed. Seeing her aggressiveness, I really can't stand it any longer." Her face was sour with broken shoes, with an angry look on her face.

"How to clean up, you teach me, you have been very diligent in playing with the lady in the hotel recently, you have to clean up." Li Dianfeng looked at her with a smirk.

"Do you want me to teach you? You should teach me." Po Xie also showed a smirk, "Don't talk nonsense, I am a vegetarian."

Well, you are vegetarian.If I believe you, I am two hundred and fifty.

Li Dianfeng rolled his eyes and turned to look directly at the stage.

Next, the host of Shaolin Temple came to the stage, and defeated Yang Wanyin with a marrow-cleaning magic skill. The marrow-washing magic skill is like stealth, nothing can hit the opponent, weapons can't be cut, Taoism can't hurt, easily defeated Yang Wanyin.

After winning two rounds in a row, the headmaster of Tian Dao Kung Qiong came, bringing Dai Qi and some disciples in.

As soon as I came, I went to the stage to fight with Shaolin Temple.
(End of this chapter)