"Amitabha!"

Seeing that Shen Qinggang's big knife was about to fall on Mu Mo's body, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded.

Shen Qinggang was suddenly uncontrollable, and the big knife that had already fallen suddenly turned around and turned over.

"Bell!" slashed at Wang Yuan, who came to save people.

"This kind of spicy chicken can be beaten according to you, you can cut it yourself."

Wang Yuan glanced at Bei Mo Zhu with contempt, stretched out his left hand and grabbed Mu Mo Zhu's collar and pulled him up from the ground, and with the palm of his right hand, he made a move [Salute Rulai] and slapped it on Shen Qinggang's chest.

"Iron lock Yokoe!"

At this time, as soon as the spear in Wu Qinglie's hand was horizontal, it blocked in front of Shen Qinggang.

"Tuk!"

With a muffled sound, Wang Yuan slapped Wu Qinglie's gun with a solid palm, and Wu Qinglie's beaten figure shook slightly, as if he had not been hurt.

"Huh?"

This time, Wang Yuan was also stunned.

Others don't know how strong Wang Yuan's palm power is, but Wang Yuan still knows it in his heart.

Donkey Kong's palm is a fierce and domineering palm technique, and after tens of thousands of palm exercises, Wang Yuan has already eaten this palm technique thoroughly.

With the super arm strength and the blessing of Buddhism, this palm, even if the high-roller-level boss in the rivers and lakes can't stop it, Wu Qinglie's spicy chicken is only slightly stronger than the elite monster, and it is unbelievable that he can resist this palm.

"Brute Bull!"

With this stunned kung fu, Shen Qinggang was on one side of his body and collided with Wang Yuan.

"Let's go!"

Wang Yuan stretched out his hand, pressed it on Shen Qinggang's shoulder, jumped back with his strength, and jumped back a few meters with the cup Mo stopped and distanced himself from the four ghosts of the Yellow River.

"What's going on? Are these guys so strong? ”

At this time, Dugu Xiaoling and the others had already followed, and they were also surprised to see that Wang Yuan was also repelled by the four ghosts of the Yellow River.

What kind of demon is this four ghosts of the Yellow River, who actually repelled Wang Yuan and Cup Mo Zhu in an instant.

"Hahaha!"

After repelling Wang Yuan and the others, the four ghosts of the Yellow River put on a proud pose and said arrogantly: "I have seen the power of your grandfathers of the four ghosts of the Yellow River." ”

"Humph!"

Wang Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "This should be their Yellow River Ghost Formation!" It seems that as long as they get together, their stats will be greatly improved. ”

"No wonder!"

Cup Mo paused and said, "At first, I was at ease, but the four of them stood together, and they immediately seemed to be different people. ”

"It's easy to do!"

Dugu Xiaoling said: "Let's lure the four of them away and break them one by one." ”

Saying that, Dugu Xiaoling raised the crossbow and was about to attract the monster.

"Diverting them separately is a way to deal with mobs without intelligence, and there is no need to be so troublesome to deal with NPCs with AI!"

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "Isn't it just that they can't form a formation, it's just a matter of a few words!" ”

"A few words?"

Everyone looked puzzled, and they couldn't understand what Wang Yuan wanted to say.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Wang Yuan laughed evilly, then stepped forward again, chanted a long Buddha horn and said: "Amitabha, the four ghosts of the Yellow River really live up to their reputation!" ”

"Hahaha!"

Qian Qingjian said proudly when he heard this: "Count your bald donkey with insight." ”

"Huh!"

Hearing Qian Qingjian's words, Wang Yuan suddenly sneered: "The big ghost and the second ghost can be called a generation of masters, as for the third ghost and the fourth ghost." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yuan glanced at Qian Qingjian and Ma Qingxiong, then shook his head and sighed: "I really fell into the name of the four ghosts of the Yellow River." ”

"What did you say?"

These four ghosts of the Yellow River are not very capable, but they do not leave their names in three sentences, which shows that these fools are extremely face-saving.

As soon as Wang Yuan's words came out, Qian Qingjian and Ma Qingxiong immediately became angry, pointing at Wang Yuan and scolding.

But Wang Yuan ignored Qian Qingjian and Ma Qingxiong, who were picky, and directly turned his head and asked Shen Qinggang: "Boss Shen, the little monk is a monk and never likes to gossip, has this ever been fair?" ”

"Haha!"

Regarding Wang Yuan's evaluation, Shen Qinggang quite agreed, although it was difficult to say whether Wang Yuan's words were fair because of his face, he laughed, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Humph!"

Although the four ghosts of the Yellow River have AI, the AI is not high, and the four guys are stupid and obviously can't turn their brains.

Seeing Shen Qinggang's expression, Qian Qingjian's heart became angry, and he immediately said angrily at Shen Qinggang: "Boss, do you also think that the two of us are not as good as the two of you?" ”

"What does it have to do with me, it's not what I said." Shen Qinggang's face was full of helplessness.

"You must have this in mind, otherwise why don't you refute it?" Qian Qingjian was aggressive.

"Because he's right."

Before Shen Qinggang could say anything, Wu Qinglie said on the side: "Do you think that you are better than the boss in those two strokes?" ”

"Second brother, do you dare to make two moves with me!?" This Qian Qingjian was extremely unhappy when he was despised, Wu Qinglie also helped Shen Qinggang speak, and directly annoyed him, Qian Qingjian wielded an axe to fight Wu Qinglie to the death.

Ma Qingxiong also said with a look of resentment: "It seems that the eldest brother and the second brother don't look down on me and the fourth brother in their hearts, since this is the case, these four ghosts of the Yellow River will become the two ghosts of the Yellow River." ”

……

In the blink of an eye, the four ghosts of the Yellow River, who were originally like brothers, directly turned against each other and turned into a pot.

"This ...... What is this statement? ”

When the rabble saw that Wang Yuanda was fooling and flickering, the four mentally retarded people were going to kill each other, and their eyes were about to fly out.

How can the game be played like this? Three sentences will make people's foolish brains gone, this monk's heart is black.

"Hey, hey!"

Wang Yuan said with a smile: "This is the art of Buddhism's mystical mouth. ”

"You can pull it down......"

Seeing Wang Yuan so unashamedly said that he was called Buddhism, everyone pouted, this monk can really talk nonsense, and the coffin board of the Bodhidharma patriarch can't be covered.

What's the easiest way to sow discord? Step on one and hold one!

The first reaction of the person who is stepped on will not be why others step on him, but question whether he is really inferior to the one who is praised, whether the person who is praised also thinks so, and the person who is praised will naturally not refute others to praise himself in most cases.

The contradictions between the two sides hit it off like this! You can try the people around you, of course, don't look for me if you get beaten......

I have to say that Wang Yuan is really a bad guy.

The four ghosts of the Yellow River quarreled as they spoke, and they fought while arguing.

The Yellow River Ghost Formation requires four people to work together to trigger, and now that the four of them are separated from Germany, this Yellow River Ghost Formation has become a joke.

"Amitabha!"

Just when the four ghosts of the Yellow River were fighting each other, Wang Yuan said again: "The monks are merciful, and it is really heartbreaking for you brothers to turn against the monks, since this is the case, let all the evils in the world belong to me!" ”

As he spoke, Wang Yuan glanced at the others.

The cup didn't stop a few people to understand, and a rush of knives really turned the four ghosts of the Yellow River into ghosts.

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the four corpses on the ground, Wang Yuan once again chanted the Buddha's name.

When the rabble heard the sound, they were full of excitement.

Not bald or poisonous, the more bald the more poisonous, the ancients did not deceive me.