The strongest biochemical

Chapter 196
The weak Chu Liyue was released and locked in the same cage as Tang Xiaomo.Tang Xiaomo held her hand, used his healing ability, and slowly repaired the whip wound on her body.

Streaks of green light passed through the palm, instilled into Chu Liyue's body, and flowed through all the limbs, like a clear spring, nourishing Chu Liyue's whole body.

Ling Xiu was tied up with his hands and hung in mid-air.

The master Tibetan monk was shirtless, revealing his lush chest ~ hair, and he violently waved the whip in his hand.

"Snapped"

The long whip crossed the sky, and slapped Ling Xiu's body fiercely. The place where he was slapped was immediately torn apart, and blood slowly oozed out.Ling Xiu gritted his teeth tightly and didn't let himself yell out loud, but the severe pain that tore his soul made him gasp, as if a sharp knife had slowly cut a bloody gash on his body .

"Little bastard has a lot of backbone, but the poor monk wants to see how long you can hold on without screaming!"

Master Zang let out a rough laugh, and then lashed Ling Xiu's body with one whip after another.Every time the whip was applied, the flesh would be torn apart, bringing Ling Xiu unbearable pain.

"Stinky monk, what are you doing, stop, stop quickly!"

Seeing Ling Xiu slowly turning into a blood man, Tang Xiaomo burst into tears, staring at Master Zang with almond eyes and shouting loudly.

Zhang Yifei's forehead was bulging with veins, struggling like a black bear in the cage, he roared hoarsely: "Vulture, don't let me find a chance, otherwise I will kill you!" His eyes were bloodshot, then A hatred that penetrates deep into the soul.

"Hahaha……"

Master Zang laughed as if hearing the funniest joke in the world, and the rest of the monks laughed too.

The laughter stopped, except for the master Kong monk who was sitting on a chair and sipping hot tea leisurely, the rest of the people showed the form of human monkeys.One by one was covered with dense monkey hair, and there were folds of monkey heads full of human facial features. In an instant, the temperature of the entire space dropped to freezing point, and an eerie and strange atmosphere permeated.

The expressions on Zhang Yifei and Tang Xiaomo's faces froze. No matter what, they never thought that the monk who was originally a human would turn into a monkey and wear monk clothes. No matter how you looked at it, it was creepy.

"He...they are...human monkeys..."

Chu Liyue said with difficulty that last night she was subdued by Monk Zhukong who showed his human-monkey form.

Monkey? !
Hearing these words, Zhang Yifei and Tang Xiaomo's hearts turned cold.

Monk Zhukong still sipped hot tea unhurriedly, not caring about it.

The master Tibetan monk in human-monkey form walked up to Zhang Yifei's cage, and said with a smirk, "Little bastard, still want to have a chance to cut the poor monk into pieces? Then tomorrow the poor monk will kill you first and make ~human meat buns! "

"Spit~"

Zhang Yifei spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the monkey's head of the master Tibetan monk, cursing: "Daddy's Day~ You're an ancestor."

"Little bastard, you are courting death!"

Master Zang wiped off the saliva on his face, and stared at Zhang Yifei with a murderous expression on his face.

Zhang Yifei was not afraid at all, and even had a sense of victory, because he found that there were still monks who couldn't bear his curses, such as the chubby Master Zang monk in front of him.

"Hey, bald donkey... oh no, big ape, with your monkey head, you probably don't understand what is meant by 'Day ~ you are the first to be a board', it doesn't matter, I will explain it to you, it means I Sun on the coffin board of your ancestors~Your ancestors, do you understand now? Just imagine, do you think that I am so awesome, Trafeng, ahaha..."

"Little brat, you..."

Master Zang gritted his teeth loudly, and his skin wrinkled like black charcoal violently twitched.

Zhang Yifei was startled for a while, but seeing that it worked, preventing the damn monkey from beating Ling Xiu with a whip, he forcibly calmed down, and continued to annoy it, saying: "What about me, I can let me out to single-handedly fight if I have the ability! "

Unexpectedly, this sentence had an unexpected effect, the master Tibetan monk actually opened the cage, let him out, and wanted to fight him one-on-one.

Monk Zhu Kong didn't stop him, but just watched with interest.

"Get out!" Monk Master Zang said angrily.

Zhang Yifei smiled slightly, moved his neck left and right, and said, "Go away, grandma!"

With a loud roar, a huge wave of evil spirit erupted from his whole body, and he directly rushed towards Master Zang monk viciously.

He used to be a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, and he knew very well the strengths of monks who have attained in martial arts, their moves are unpredictable, and it is absolutely unknown to compare their moves, only in close combat with them can there be a chance of winning.He didn't want to defeat the master Tibetan monk, but he wanted to kill this hateful monkey.

Before Master Zang could react, Zhang Yifei hugged him by the waist, and was pushed back fiercely by Zhang Yifei roaring.He snorted softly, took a step back with his right foot, exercised his inner strength, and his body stood firmly like a tree stump, no matter how hard Zhang Yifei pushed, he still remained motionless.

"It's really a bastard who can't control himself, let the poor monk... ah..."

Just as he was talking coldly, the monkey head of the master monk let out a scream of pain, but it was Zhang Yifei who bit his waist, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood.

"Little bastard, the poor monk killed you!"

The master Tibetan monk's eyes were wide open, and he slapped Zhang Yifei's head with his hands almost crazily.

Zhang Yifei had a splitting headache, as if he had been hit hard by an eight-pound hammer. He gritted his teeth, roared angrily and threw Monk Zhuzang to the ground, then rode up and punched Monk Zhuzang on the head.

At the next moment, Master Zang turned over, pressed Zhang Yifei under him, and also greeted him with his fists.

The two fought on the ground in the most primitive and brutal way, using both hands and feet.But it didn't take long for Zhang Yifei to be at a disadvantage, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and scars all over his body. He was thrown out by the master Tibetan monk and landed on the ground four or five meters away.

"Pfft~"

Zhang Yifei struggled to get up from the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, his whole body was shaking, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

"Zhang Yifei, you...you are not his opponent, go back...stay well..." Ling Xiu said very hard with a pale face.

Zhang Yifei turned his head and smiled at him, showing two rows of blood-stained teeth. Then he turned his head, his originally fierce and resolute face suddenly showed a look of fear, and then knelt on the ground with a "plop", and begged Master Zang for mercy: "Mr. Master Zang is indeed a master, I...I admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat? Alright, then let the poor monk cut off your tongue for dinner."

Master Zang beckoned, and a human monkey offered a dagger, and he walked up to Zhang Yifei step by step, his eyes full of haze.

But at this moment, Zhang Yifei let out a playful laugh: "I still have to keep my tongue to kiss my sister, how can I let you, a monkey, eat it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up violently, like a hungry wolf, biting the neck of the master Tibetan monk.

(End of this chapter)