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Chapter 2889 Count your unlucky old boy

The blue thrush's body shook, and the Nine Nether Yin Fire ignited on its body, which made the temperature around the entire Main Hall become cold and everyone had goose bumps on their bodies. When Master Yun Yang saw this blue thrush, his face suddenly changed. His sleeves shook, and several hidden weapons slid out, and he hit the blue thrush.

The blue thrush bird flashed, dodged the hidden weapons, and then rushed towards the little Taoist priests behind Yun Yang.

At the same time as the blue thrush appeared, a group of people appeared on the courtyard wall around the Great Hall. Zhou Ming and Wu Feng looked closely and couldn't help but be stunned. The person standing on the courtyard wall was nothing but a few monks from Dakong Temple. The leader was Master Lefan. He floated down from the courtyard wall with empty hands, followed by Huikong Huiming Hui Cong and others, and even the Zen-hearted monk appeared here.

After Master Lefan jumped off the courtyard wall, the monks also jumped off the courtyard wall with their weapons in their hands. Their targets were Yun Yang Zhenren and the disciples behind him.

As soon as Master Lefan came up, he ran towards Master Yunyang first. As soon as he came up, he used his killer move, directly pinched the Buddhist hand gesture, and invited a wisp of the remnant thought of the Aaron of the Confusing Tiger. The Aaron of the Confusing Tiger was barefoot, holding a broken banana fan in his hand, wearing a torn garment, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and strided towards the Master Yunyang.

As soon as the remnant thoughts of the arhat in the Tiger, everyone present was shocked. The most shocking thing was the great monks in Lingyin Temple. It was because the arhat in Lingyin Temple once became a monk and achieved the right result. He was the noble arhat in the Tiger. Now, when he saw the remnant thoughts of the arhat in the Tiger, these monks were stunned for a moment, and then they all knelt down, with a very pious expression.

The true man Yun Yang was also startled, looked at Master Lefan, and said angrily: Where did the crazy monk come from? I have no grudges and grudges with you, why did you kill me as soon as you came up?

Hehe, others can't recognize you, but you can't escape my eyes. Are you the disobedient Wu Fengzi of the Zhongnan Mountain sect? Do you think you can use a human skin mask to provoke trouble here and let the orthodox people kill each other. Today you fall into my hands and you are unlucky.

After saying that, Master Lefan pinched the Buddhist handwriting and let the remnant thoughts of the Tiger-Fuhan Arhat kill towards the Yunyang Zhenren.

The face of Yun Yang's true man changed a few times, and his anger suddenly rose. He didn't say much at the moment, and directly raised the whisk in his hand and fought with the remnant thoughts of the Tiger Arhat.

Huikong Huiming and Master Huicong were not idle either. They each held weapons and fought with several disciples behind Yun Yang Zhenren.

The little monk Chanxin looked calm, folded his hands together, walked slowly, and walked straight towards a young Taoist priest behind Yun Yang Zhenren. The young Taoist had a long and beautiful face, but had a murderous aura. Seeing the little monk Chanxin walking towards him, he immediately pulled out a black iron black sword emitting black air from behind and pointed at the little monk Chanxin.
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