At this moment, the old shopkeeper limped his legs and came to Xuanzang's table with a plate of snacks. "Little monk, come back to the temple after eating. If it's too late, your master should be worried!"

The old shopkeeper gave a few instructions and went back to the big pot to add firewood to make tea.

"Haha, that little monk, hurry up and send your snacks to me. Look at your face, why do you look like a sissy!" The young man with a numb face was sitting facing Xuanzang, staring at Xuanzang's handsome face for a long time. The more he looked, the more angry he became. It happened that the snacks on his table had already been eaten, and he shouted directly to Xuanzang, his tone as if he was greeting a servant.

Xuanzang thought about punishing this young man with no eyes and the arrogant and domineering scarfaced face for a while, but he didn't expect to provoke him again now. He smiled gently, stood up, and walked to him with a snack.

"Amitabha, donor, you are the first mortal to speak like this to me!"

After saying that, Xuanzang smashed the face of the young man with a plate of snacks directly on the face of the young man with a numb face. The face was sunken directly, and the flesh was blurred. He pointed his finger and directly took the young man with a numb face five or six meters high from the air, and then threw it heavily on the ground.

"Bang!"

The violent impact directly caused the young man's waist to be severely damaged, his lower body lost control, and his urine and defecation directly seeped out of his crotch.

"My mother! It hurts so much! Ah..." The young man with a numb face made a scream in pain, spitting out a few teeth in his mouth, and his whole body became violently convulsed due to the pain, and soon he fell into a coma.

"What?" The other three disciples of the Hei Shui Gang looked at Xuanzang with surprise.

This kind of kung fu is no longer something they can fight against. They quickly sneaked away to watch, and they had no idea of ​​making a standout for their companions.

Xuanzang released a magic technique, and the young man with a numb face woke up from his coma and continued to wail.

"Amitabha, has the donor felt pain? When you bully others, have you considered the feelings in the hearts of others?" Xuanzang said with a smile, as if he had never heard of the painful whistle-faced young man and the intermittent begging for mercy.

"Give me your life!"

"Save me..."

The young man with a numb face reached out to summon his companion, his tone was hoarse, and his expression became extremely distorted, making people look like an evil ghost.

The three of them heard the young man with a face called for help from them. Not only did they not come back, but instead ran to a farther place with a knife, fearing that the evil star Xuanzang would come to cause trouble for them.

Xuanzang glanced at him and the scarred young man had hair on his back. Then he felt a severe pain in his lower body. His leg bones shattered with a "pop" and fell to the ground while running. The soil was brought up and then he choked into his mouth.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

The hysterical cry of pain rang out, and the scarred youth's face was distorted, and tears remained because of the severe pain.

Scarface was punished by Xuanzang for his previous actions. Although it was a bit serious, he would never harm others in his life.

Seeing this, the other two disciples of the Black Water Gang ran faster, as if they were stimulated to have their potential. After running for more than ten miles in a row, they stopped exhausted and lay on the ground and gasped at the sun.

"Then the monk probably won't catch up!"

"It should... no! Fortunately, we were not too arrogant at the tea stall. Tiezi and Mabang were too arrogant after entering the Hei Shui Gang. Isn't this a master who kicked Tieban? We should have a memory in the future and must not underestimate anyone..."

"Yes, when you walk around the world, you must be bright!"

"I'm so tired! I didn't have time to drink water, and now I feel my legs are numb!"

...

Xuanzang was about to use a sober spell, which kept the young man with a numb face awake, and then crushed his legs and bones inch by inch.

"Ah... let me go! I know I'm wrong!"

Xuanzang had a kind smile on his face. This smile fell into the eyes of the young man with a numb face, and his heart was filled with fear and torture.

The severe pain on his body almost made him collapse, but the coolness in his mind forced himself to wake up.

The pain seems to be endless.

"Please! Kill me!"

"Amitabha, it's really strange that the donor actually has such a request. Forget it, I am kind to others and will never refuse other people's requests. Let's go!"

After Xuanzang finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the young man with a numb face was shattered and went straight to the west, freeing from pain.

"Good, good! I will do one good every day!"

Everyone watching on the side looked at Xuanzang with awe.

"This master's strength must be far beyond ordinary third-level warriors. Otherwise, he would not have killed the disciples of the Black Water Gang!"

"Speak quietly, sir, haven't left yet!"

Two merchants on the roadside hid behind the carriage and discussed.

The old shopkeeper of the tea stall thought more than others, and he thought to himself: "The monk is indeed something that cannot be provoked in the world. Unexpectedly, the little master in front of him was actually a hidden master!"

Without caring about the others, Xuanzang took a few steps and disappeared directly from the spot. Before leaving, he used a spiritual power to cure the old shopkeeper's leg disease.

The old shopkeeper is a good person. Before, he was taken away by a young man with a smacked face, and he even made up for him for free. He had kindness in his heart, and Xuanzang didn't mind giving him a reward. After all, this was a slaughter for him.

Next to the tea stall, the old shopkeeper suddenly felt a heat flow surge from his left leg, and his thighs that had been inconvenient to move became stronger.

The old shopkeeper looked at Xuanzang's departure in shock, and was even more surprised, "Is this... Could it be that I met the Martial Fairy? My legs are actually well!"

The old shopkeeper was overjoyed, but he was calm on the surface. He still pretended to be lame, and took the tea stall early and went home.

Two low-level disciples of the Hei Shui Gang are dead and disabled here. If someone investigates this, there will definitely be no good things. The old shopkeeper is very clear and understands the style of these people in the world. He plans to avoid the limelight in his hometown first and then set up a stall after a few days.

Xuanzang left the tea stall, found a place with green mountains and clear waters, and opened a cave to retreat within it.

Inside the Chaos Bead, a leaf-shaped world suddenly appeared in the Chaos Airflow.

This change alarmed the three great immortals who were practicing in the bubble world. When they saw this extremely huge world coming, they were stunned.

"Is the Holy Monk leading a world in?" Yang Li said in surprise when he grabbed his beard.

The Great Immortal of Tiger Power flew to the Nirvana World, felt the internal energy, and said with a cautious look: "This world is not ordinary!"

At this moment, Xuanzang's figure appeared in the Chaos Pearl, "You three can go by yourself. This Nirvana world was taken by my monk. There are friends from the Nirvana clan living inside. You will meet later!"
Chapter completed!