C563 Ambush

"How shameless! Two men are besieging a little girl. What kind of ability is that!" Ling Long said angrily from within the darkness.

Ling Long was the same as Ye Qian, there was not much of a difference between humans and demons. In her eyes, there was only a difference of genders.

The Monk Ling-bao did not hold back at all. The prayer beads in his hands released a Seven Treasures radiance and he threw it towards the beautiful young lady in a yellow gown. The prayer beads spun a few rounds in the air and released a dazzling golden light.

"An insignificant skill, how dare he be so elegant!" The girl gave a disdainful snort and said, "Break!"

While speaking, the girl waved the Long Whip in her hands. A ray of colorful light streaked across the darkness and the hard whip directly struck Monk Ling-bao's buddhist beads. Ye Qian could see clearly that whether it was Monk Ling-bao's prayer beads or the Long Whip in the girl's hands, all of them had pretty good Mortal Realm.

The two objects clashed, and as they clashed, a bright light shone.

However, it was clear that Monk Ling-bao was not as skilled as him, the prayer beads were directly pulled off by the whip and dropped to the ground. The golden threads in the middle were broken, and the buddhist beads scattered all over the ground.

Her chubby face was red with anger, and she pointed her finger: "Good Evil Animal, you actually dared to break this old monk's buddhist treasure, this old monk will definitely not let you off, give me your life … …"

As he said that, Monk Ling-bao's cassock began to flutter, and he prepared to fight to the death with the young lady before clapping his hands.

"From the looks of it, the path of the Young Monk, the Great Buddha Palm, should be that of the Mercy in the South Sea!" Ling Long looked at her mouth and muttered something, then laughed: "Tsk tsk, it's a pity that your cultivation is too low, and can't be used at all!"

The only person who dared to say that the cultivation level of the Monk Ling-bao was probably Ling Long. Since the Monk Ling-bao was able to become one of the four that guard the Golden Demon Island, then his cultivation would definitely not be too weak. Although it was not comparable to those Dao Sect Sect Leader s, it was at least half a step into the Heaven Origin Realm.

Monk Ling-bao straightened his back, and his hand flashed with a gold light. His palm struck towards the girl without restraint, and the Great Wisdom Palm in his hand was as pure as fire.

The girl let out a cold laugh and raised the Long Whip in her hands. The whip suddenly had the color of wind, fire and lightning.

As he spoke, the two began to battle.

The two of them intersected. In just two or three rounds, even though Monk Ling-bao had the protection of the buddhist abilities, he was still unable to fight against the Long Whip in the girl's hands.

With a raise of her hand, the young girl, Long Whip, swung her arms.

The white-clothed scholar, Mo Daozong, who was behind them, shouted loudly, "Master Spiritual Treasure, be careful. That's the Soul Absorbing Bell, hurry up and seal your five senses.

However, it was already too late for Mo Daozong to warn her. The young lady used her hand to whip the monk's left shoulder, which immediately struck it. The monk cried out ah, and then felt a burning pain on his shoulder, as if ten thousand thunderbolts had struck it.

With a stagger, Monk Ling-bao tumbled down to Mo Daozong's feet like a ball of meat. That expression of his was really painful.

The girl stood on the spot and laughed sweetly as she rolled the Long Whip in her hands, then taunted: "Great monk, looks like your Putaoshan is only this much. If it was your senior brother Ling Hong that is standing in front of me today, I would have let him off some steam.

Monk Ling-bao got up from the ground with a grunt, his eyes were wide open, his anger almost reaching the sky as he berated: "Evil Animal, don't be so arrogant, do you think this old one won't be able to control you today, it's simply laughable! Today, I shall let this frog at the bottom of the well of Golden Demon Island see what is called a transcendent divine ability! "

The young lady chuckled like a silver bell, "Great monk, I, your benefactor, hate the four great commandments. It seems that you have taken all of them. If you go back to the Golden Demon Island and drink and eat meat, wouldn't it be great to be happy?! "

On the other side, Monk Ling-bao was preparing to use some tricks, but was ruthlessly pushed aside by the young girl. He was momentarily at a loss for words, and only pointed at the young girl and said, "You monster, you're speaking nonsense. How could this old monk allow you …"

Hiding in the darkness, Ye Qian silently curled his lips and laughed: "What a clever little girl!"

"Sunset, why do you say that?" Ling Long asked with a puzzled expression.

Ye Qiansa laughed: "This girl's cultivation is on par with the two of them, so I have to say a few words to affect the monk's dao heart. "Hate and hate the buddhist ring, the monk wants to be unsteady, hehe, the future days are going to be tough!"

"Oh, I see!"

Ye Qian could see what the girl was thinking, and so could the white-clothed scholar, Mo Daozong.

Mo Daozong blocked the Master of Spiritual Treasure and laughed: "Brother Buddha, these demonic words are not true. You should rest for a while and watch how I take care of the berserk disciples of the Spirit Demon Dao! "

"An old man who's already a few hundred years old and still calls himself young, Mo Daozong, you won't be ashamed of yourself!"

In the end, Mo Daozong was a smart person, he did not get angry, and said: "We are the same. Aren't you still pretending to be a pure girl at your age?"

"Bastard, you're courting death!" The girl was furious, she raised the Long Whip and waved it down.

Mo Daozong was already prepared, so he opened the fan in his hand. This fan was neither copper nor iron, neither gold nor steel, with a rising sun in front of it and a shining moon in the opposite direction. It looked like a pretty good Spiritual Treasure.

Mo Daozong waved the fan in his hand, releasing a burst of fire wind that blew the Long Whip in the girl's hand to the point that it was swaying unsteadily.

The young lady harrumphed, and once again rang the bell, which caused the sound to shake in all directions.

After exchanging three to five moves with Mo Daozong, the girl's Fa Li became stronger and stronger, but Mo Daozong could not support her at all. The Monk Ling-bao behind saw the situation, he stood up and walked forward: "Dao Friend Mo, this old monk is here to help you!"

Just like that, the two of them fought against each other.

The girl coldly snorted without a shred of fear. The three of them intertwined together and continuously fought for seventy to eighty rounds.

Hiding in the darkness, Ye Qian patted on Ling Long's shoulders with a bored expression: "Die Wu, let's go!"

Ling Long had a puzzled face, and then she giggled: "Floating Water, this isn't like you. In the past, when you met this kind of beautiful demonic treatment woman, you would risk your life to rescue her. Aren't you worried that this peerless beauty will die later on? "

Ye Qian shook his head: "No, these three have been fighting for so long, it's just a small fight, she will be fine!"

As Ye Qian and Ling Long were talking, both of their eyebrows moved at the same time, a cold light appearing in their eyes.

However, in the blink of an eye, two more reinforcements came from the big monk, Spiritual Treasure, and white-clothed scholar, Mo Daozong. A cold sword light fell on the ground as a chilling wind blew. One in front and one behind, the two swords clashed, aiming to take the life of the girl.

"You demon, give me your life!"

The girl's heart turned cold: "Damn it! There is an ambush!"