Chapter 18 Broken Arm

Yong Bowen saw that Nabo Renchi was blown around the small yard like a ball. He couldn't help but be stunned and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Chunbing reached out and took out a disk-shaped object from his satbag and said, "I just laid a circle of mana-triggered jumping mines, and now the yard is full of this thing. As long as he touches one of them, he will be constantly blown up until all the mines are blown up!" Speaking of this, he suddenly patted his thigh with regret, "Oh, why did I forget? I should have listened to this thing to deal with you just now!"

Yong Bowen broke out in a cold sweat, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. He didn't dare to move even one step. He was afraid that he would step on a mine and turn into a ball like Napo Renchi.

After more than 20 blows, Nabo Renchi landed on the ground and slowly got up from the ground. It was difficult to move, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Fish pure ice raised the sword: "Stinky monk..."

Yong Bowen whispered: "It's a lama!"

Yu Chunbing ignored him and continued to say, "You are an esoteric, right? Look clearly who covers the territory here. You dare to step on the boundary and come to the ground of our mage association to make trouble. I think you are a birthday star hanging and thinks his life is long. Get out of here quickly if you are interested, otherwise I will use heavy weapons. If you want to run, you can't run. Drop it!"

Nabo Renchi bowed his head and said nothing. He seemed to be afraid, but the black smoke on his body became thicker and thicker, and his whole body was covered in the smoke, looming.

Yong Bowen felt something was wrong. After listening carefully, he found that Nabo Renchi was still muttering vaguely.

When he was just blown up, he didn't stop chanting.

Yong Bowen was shocked and said, "This lama is holding a big move!"

Before the voice fell, Nabo Renchi's whole body turned into a black smoke, and the two blood-like red light in the middle of the black smoke flashed endlessly!

The black smoke rushed up at the fish pure ice.

Yu Chunbing was not afraid at all. He raised his thunder sword and shouted, "Maximum power, ten thousand volts, go to hell, stinky monk!" He aimed at the black smoke and stabbed it.

The blue light flashing thunder sword inserted the black smoke and turned into fragments with a crack, but the black smoke was not affected at all.

Yu Chunbing was shocked. He threw his sword and retreated. He grabbed a broken grenade and threw it over. It fell into the black smoke and bombed it away. The black smoke was blown up, and then it gathered in another place.

Yu Chunbing retreated in panic and hurriedly took it out of his satron. He just took out half a black cylinder. The black smoke had come closer and waved a wisp, forming a big black hand, hitting Yu Chunbing's chest heavily. Yu Chunbing screamed, flew backwards, fell to the ground, and there was no movement.

The black smoke made two gloomy sneering smiles and continued to pounce on Yong Bowen.

Yong Bowen was shocked and angry. Suddenly, a force surged up inexplicably. He jumped up from the ground without dodging. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly, and then the strong breath rushed out, hitting the palm of the black smoke.

With an "empty" muffled sound, the black smoke suddenly shrank inward and turned back into Nabo Renchi. More than a dozen heeleds flew backwards in the air. After landing, he kept retreating for dozens of steps. His whole palm trembled as if he had a stroke and exclaimed, "Break the magic sword!" He picked up the tattered monk's robe, turned around and ran away.

Yong Bowen ignored the lama and rushed to Yu Chunbing and shouted, "Miss Yu, are you all right!"

Yu Chunbing lay on the ground with a pale face. He reluctantly smiled at Yong Bowen and said, "Can you not call me Miss Fish so separated? Call me Xiaoyu. That's what Dad and Sister Wanlan call me!"

Yong Bowen nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, Xiaoyu, how do you feel now? Lie down here and stay where you are. I'll call an ambulance!"

Yu Chunbing nodded obediently and said in a weak voice, "Then I'll call you Lao Yong, okay? I won't call you a pervert in the future?" Without waiting for Yong Bowen to agree, he said to himself, "Lao Yong, I think the company should hire a special network project to maintain and develop our website. Now it is the network era, and we need to keep up with the times."

Yong Bowen flipped his mobile phone on his body in a hurry. Listening to Yu Chunbing say this, he comforted, "Okay, no problem. Don't think so much. Let's talk about it later."

"I'm afraid that I won't have a chance to say it later. I have to tell you what I think while I'm still awake." Yu Chunbing coughed violently, "No matter what, I'm also the vice president of the company now. I have to think about the development of the company. I think the top priority now is not to come out to pick up this kind of small business, but to find a way to get the company's name out. I have gossip that there is a big monster who wants to hold a thousand-year-old birthday banquet and wants to rent some ghosts. We are preparing to hold a bidding meeting. At that time, some companies will participate in the bidding. We will also go. First, we will get to know our peers, and second, to show our existence. With the strength of our company, we will definitely win the bid..."

Yong Bowen saw that Yu Chunbing's voice became louder and clearer. He couldn't help but be stunned and asked tentatively, "Xiaoyu, how are you feeling now?"

Yu Chunbing was stunned, and then he found that he had exposed his feet. He smiled and jumped up from the ground and said, "I'm a little embarrassed to see that you are so worried about me. I decided not to die. I want to help you take care of the company and develop our company into a city. No, it's the whole country, no, it's the world's leading spirit. Company!"

Yong Bowen asked doubtfully, "Are you not hurt? Didn't Nabo Renchi hit you just now?"

"Of course I got it. But..." Yu Chunbing smiled and suddenly pulled away the tattered coat, revealing the black suspender vest inside. "Thanks to this protective vest, this is a series of defense product of Chengshi Dharmaqi Manufacturing Co., Ltd., called corrugated shield, which can resist external mana damage, but if it is attack power. If it is too strong, the corrugated shield will break down, so the company is not listed for sale and is still continuing to study and improve. Just now, the stinky monk's attack was absorbed by the ripple shield, and I naturally had nothing to do..." Before she finished her words, the vest cracked a gap, and then sneered, split in pieces and scattered.

Xiaoyu's plump chest was directly exposed to the slightly cool dawn air at the beginning of September. The two bright red round beans shook their heads slightly, as if they were nodding to the stunned young man in front of him.

The two became fossils at the same time.

Yong Bowen said for a long time, "You, you don't even wear a bra!"

The corner of the fish's pure ice mouth**, with an earth-shaking scream, covering his chest with one hand, taking out a broken grenade with the other hand and throwing it on Yong Bowen's head: "Dead pervert, go to hell!"

"It has nothing to do with me. You took it off by yourself, ah..."

"The broken magic sword is actually a broken magic sword. You have to go back quickly to let the living Buddha know about this!"

Na Borin ran out of the courtyard with a stuffy head and shivered all over his body. He felt that his right hand, which was hit by the broken magic sword, seemed to have turned into a stone, completely unconscious. What's more terrible is that this stone-like feeling was still spreading up along his arm, and he couldn't help but be shocked and afraid.

Running with a stuffy head, suddenly hearing a long "sneer", a long rainbow suddenly crossed in the air and fell straight down.

Naboren was shocked. He recited the secret spell. His left palm rose in a circle and slapped the long rainbow flying out of the air.

Blood light splashed. In the scream, the whole palm flew into the air. Nabo Renchi shook his broken arm, and the blood was all over the sky. It formed a big net. The whole person turned into a black smoke and flew.

The long rainbow turned around in the air, and after all, it was not contaminated with the blood net.

The masked female crown slowly walked out from the dark, opened her mouth and swallowed Changhong. She walked to the broken palm, looked carefully, and secretly said, "This is the work of the big handprint of the night wheel. Is it a hidden person? But this golden fetus has nothing to do with Tibetan secrets. Why did they come to join in the fun?

The black smoke swept across the villa like a gust of wind. When I saw the door, the white light flashed in the flat ground, and an angry King Kong blocked the way and smashed the diamond wand round to the black smoke. The black smoke seemed to be unable to dodge, and went straight to the angry King Kong.

He heard a scream, and a ball in the black smoke was beaten away by the staff, fell to the ground, and condensed into a bloody arm. But the black smoke also escaped from the villa through the barrier of Angry King Kong, scattered out of the mountain forest, and disappeared.

"It's a good courage to escape with a broken arm!" The woman in white and the other four walked from the dark and looked around the broken arm. The woman with gold glasses said, "The meridians of his arm are broken. It's already useless. No wonder he has the courage to give up."

Muscle ** squatted down and broke his arm. He was shocked and said, "It's just a fierce blow. This lama practiced the night wheel King Kong fingerprint. The strong arm was like steel, but it was directly smashed. What kind of trick is this?"

"Invincible..." The woman in white suddenly clapped her hands and smiled, "Hold away this arm and show it to the old slippery man. He must be happy!"

Not to mention that these people carefully cleaned up their broken arms here. Napo Renchi escaped from the villa and went all the way out of the mountains and forests. He knew that his image was terrible at this moment. He did not want to rent a car to attract the attention of others. He just walked back to the Hei San family step by step. Fortunately, his school advocated asceticism to promote practice, and his patience for pain has reached It was unimaginable for ordinary people to support him under such a serious injury. That's right. When he walked to the Hei San's house, he was also sweating profusely and almost weak. What's more, the blood in his two broken arm wounds could not stop. He walked all the way and was about to dry.

As soon as Nabo Renchi entered the courtyard door, the three lamas sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the room frowned coincidentally. The young lama sitting in the north immediately got up and walked to the door and pushed the door out.

Under the silver moonlight, Nabroin staggered, his clothes were ragged, his body was burnt black, his two broken arms hung on his side, and his blood was dripping all the way.

"How could this happen?" The young lama was shocked. He came forward to hold the shaky Nabo Renchi and asked in a low voice, "Have you met the ten masters of the Taoist family?" These ten masters of Taoism are the most famous of the top ten masters in Taoism in recent years. Even in the eyes of secular people, each of these ten heroes has a prominent rich identity.

"No." Naboren clenched his teeth, shook his head, and walked into the room with the help of a young lama.

Sitting on the south is a fat lama with a round face and a fat belly. There is a place like a living Maitreya Buddha. Seeing the appearance of Nabo Renchi, he immediately jumped up from the sofa with a flexible movement that was extremely inconsistent with his figure. He dodged to Nabo Renchi, stretched out his hand and said angrily, "Okay. With vicious means, the meridians on Na Boren's second arm are all destroyed, and I'm afraid it will be all in my life..." Although it hasn't been said, the meaning of the words is very clear. All the spells of Tantra need to cooperate with fingerprints to be used. If there are no hands, it is equivalent to the destruction of power.

The old lama who lived in Dongshou with the third black wife did not move, but his face seemed to move slightly with wrinkles and asked in a condensed voice, "Who did it?"

At this time, Hei San had carefully came over with Shabu medicine to help Nabo Renchi bandage.

"The man who broke my left hand moved so fast that I couldn't survive a single move. Judging from the move, it seems to be a first-class sword fairy. The one who broke my right arm is that I taught the King Kong spell and called the angry King Kong!" Nabo Renchi said in pain, "Although this trip failed, I also found two things. What Yong Bowen finally used was not a Taoist spell, but a magic sword!"

"Oh? Is it the broken magic sword or the broken magic sword seal? The old lama said quietly, "Is he still the descendant of Middle-earth Tantric Buddhism?"

Nabo Renchi recalled the scene at that time and said slowly, "It should be the eight swords that break the demon. Although the strength of the sword is strong, it does not have the legendary power of breaking the magic sword seal."

"It really takes no effort. It seems that the whereabouts of the golden tire will fall on this Yongbowen." The old lama giggled and looked very strange.

"Master..." The fat lama hesitated, "He used a broken magic sword, not a sword seal, I'm afraid..."

"You might as well. In those years, the broken magic sword was only passed down from the middle of the Qinglong Temple, and even the stream of the empty sea would not work. It has disappeared for many years. Now it has reappeared. Even if it is not a golden fetus, it must be the people of Qinglong Temple. With them to help us confirm the golden fetus, it saves us a lot of work!" The old lama whispered a Buddha's name and finally opened his closed eyes. There were no eyes in his eyes, only two rolling black fogs. With the movement of opening his eyes, wisps of black smoke came out of his eyes, forming a black python twisted and turning endlessly at the top door.