Chapter 1647 Evil Monk

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When this child appeared, all the souls present looked at him in unison.

The visitor was tall and straight, with long flowing hair, and exuded a strange fierceness all over his body.

"Who is this person?"

"do not know."

"Although he covered his face, he should be a young man!"

"Such a young Bing family actually let him take the stage, and covered his face... It seems that this boy should be an outstanding genius of the Bing family!"

The great powers communicated secretly.

In order to ensure the continuation of their families, the great families usually do not expose their family's favored sons. After all, heaven is jealous of talents. Once these evil geniuses are targeted by their enemies, it will be troublesome.

Therefore, in order to protect the geniuses of the powerful clan, these geniuses will not disclose their identities in public, so as not to be coveted by others.

only...

Even if this person is a genius of the Bing family, it is still a disaster against these powerful people!

After all, there is still a difference between a genius and a strong man.

"Is this the second challenger that your Bing family will send out?" Sword Master Qingtong turned his gaze away from Benren, who stared at Bing Haidan and asked.

Binghai nodded and waved to the housekeeper over there.

The butler immediately ran over.

"Tell Bingyang that he should delay the time as much as possible no matter what, don't take the initiative to attack the opponent, focus on defense, and replace him after Qin'er recovers from his injury." Bing Hai said solemnly.

"Yes, Patriarch."

The butler nodded.

"Go." Bing Haidan said.

The butler immediately turned around and ran to Bingyang's side, whispering a few words.

However, Bingyang didn't seem to take the steward's words into his heart, he looked directly at the ring, then moved a little bit, and jumped up.

Seeing the ice sea,

His brows were darkly wrinkled.

I don't know why, today's Bingyang always gives him a strange feeling, moreover, he also inexplicably feels that today's Jinyang is completely different from the past.

It was as if...he was a stranger.

"Husband, Yang'er is also your nephew, Qin'er had an accident, you can't let Yang'er have trouble!" Mrs. Bing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at the young figure on the ring, and said hastily.

Binghai came back to his senses, stopped thinking, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I know what's in my mind, as long as Yang'er can persevere a little bit and give Qin'er time to catch her breath, that's enough."

Mrs. Bing pursed her lips and said nothing.

Just looking at Binghai took a step forward, and said lightly: "Okay, everyone, the battle of Master Lingfengjian is over. Fortunately, our Bing family temporarily won the first round, and the next round is the second round. My lords have decided on the second round." Who will be on stage?"

Seeing this, Maharaja Nidao didn't hesitate, and immediately jumped up and wanted to rush up, but the jade girl over there immediately made a move, trying to stop him so that he could take the stage.

Just look at the pure hand of the Jade Girl in the Nine Heavens, and a red long silk flew out, entwining towards the Lord of the Rebels like a spirit snake.

Maharaja Rendao clasped his hands together, and with some terrifying power, the wonderful red long silk was disintegrated and vaporized in an instant, and then disappeared.

"What?" Nine Heavens Jade Girl's expression changed instantly.

But when the two were fighting, a swift shadow merged into the void and passed by the two of them.

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked together, only to find that the evil monk had already stood on the ring at some point.

"Asshole!"

"Smelly monk, you actually took advantage of our unpreparedness!"

"Hateful! You are so despicable!"

The Almighty were extremely angry, and each of them was out of breath.

The evil monk was not angry at all, instead he laughed loudly and said: "Don't be angry, benefactors. The poor monk always likes to save sentient beings. After a while, the poor monk gets the magic weapon for infusion. Maybe the poor monk will be merciful. Resurrect the one you want to resurrect!"

As soon as the words fell, people were not happy at all, but were particularly angry.

If an evil monk can do good deeds, can he still be called an evil monk?

"This old bald donkey still dares to provoke us! Hmph, we must make him look good later!" the white-haired patriarch said coldly.

People are all very angry, but the matter has come to this point, and it is impossible for everyone to pull the evil monk from the ring, that would break the rules and give the Bing family an excuse. Immediately cancel this treasure gambling conference, so no one dares to mess around.

The deal is done.

The scene gradually quieted down.

Everyone looked at the center of the arena together, with concentrated expressions.

"Damn it, how did Young Master Yang face this crazy monk?" A Bing family expert saw that the one on stage was actually a crazy monk, and immediately let out an annoyed low cry.

"This crazy monk is crazy, crazy, and very evil. He must be indiscriminate in his strikes. If Young Master Yang loses, he will suffer a big loss in his hands." A middle-aged man Shen Sheng said.

"That's right, if it were Maharaja Nidao and Patriarch Bai-hair, the other party would probably not take Master Yang for the sake of my Bing family, but this crazy monk...that's different!"

"What should I do now?"

"Master Yiyang's strength, I'm afraid he won't be the opponent of this crazy monk!"

"I'm afraid the situation will get worse!"

The ice family whispered, showing concern.

"Patriarch, do you want to continue the game?" The butler came up and asked cautiously.

"What if we don't continue the game?" Bing Hai said in a deep voice.

The butler opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

"The competition continues, we can only see Yang'er's performance!" Binghai snorted.

The two stood still on the Xuanjin ring.

The jade unicorn stood on the edge of the ring and turned into a statue.

A violent soul power was stirring on the stage.

"Young master of the Bing family, you should make a move first!" The evil monk squinted his eyes, took a sip of wine with a wine gourd, and said with a smile: "The poor monk is afraid that if he misses, he will beat you to death. People don't care about the incompetent being killed, but you are also a member of the Bing family, and today the poor monk came here to save sentient beings, and the Bing family still needs to cooperate, so don't be too angry!"

Bingyang didn't make a sound, let alone drew out his sword, he stared at Monk Xie for a few times, and then walked towards Monk Xie.

The evil monk was careless.

Binghai was a little annoyed, and he shouted again and again: "Yang'er, defend! Don't attack at will!"

But... Binghai's words didn't have the slightest effect, Bingyang walked forward without hesitation!

Could it be that he really wanted to contend with the evil monk?

Many people are frightened!

But at this moment...

Whoosh!

Bingyang, who was walking towards the evil monk, suddenly disappeared.

"Ok?"

The evil monk was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

That was Bingyang.

So fast!

The evil monk turned pale with fright and retreated immediately.

But in the next second, a hand had already grabbed him, grabbed his neck directly, and pressed him hard to the ground.

boom!

The huge black-gold arena trembled wildly in an instant, and a shocking pattern of force exploded from the stage...