Li hu did not hesitate. A Tiger-shaped shadow appeared on his fists. He took a step forward and launched a powerful attack.
However, Yun Yi still did the same thing, flicking his sleeve.
Immediately after, li Hu's strong body fell to the ground. He clutched his legs and roared in pain.
"Hmph, it's just a hidden weapon, yet you're deliberately mystifying it here. It's just a small trick."
The old monk picked up a round bead that had appeared on the ground out of nowhere and solved the doubts of these people.
"Oh, so you're flicking your sleeves like marbles? you're even pretending to scare people. It's really unnecessary to take off your pants and fart."
Fatty had long been annoyed by Yun Yi's act of pretending to be pure and virtuous. Now that he had the chance, of course he would jump out and ridicule him.
"Good, very good. It seems that you are looking for death."
Yun Yi was so angry that he laughed, staring at them with a murderous look.
