Xuan Zhao has already tasted the power of his fists, and he will no longer fight head-on. Between half a breath, the left hand was raised, the thumb was lightly clasped in the palm, the four fingers were clenched together, and the King Kong seal was facing the big man with a heavy fist. I can't count how many times this is the little monk's seal, but the speed has not changed quickly.

The void was colorless and formless, blocked by the Buddha's seal, and the fist smashed on it and burst into a muffled sound like a beating drum, and a circle of imperceptible ripples rippled around it, which dispersed in an instant. However, the little monk's eyesight was amazing, and his look of surprise flashed, and his heart became more and more interested.

The big man's offensive was like a quagmire, he was sluggish for half a minute, his expression was two points reluctant, and his face was bruised. The slightly stagnant offensive involved the entire upper body of the big man and paused for half a moment, and the follow-up of his right foot naturally slowed down by half a beat, which really moved the whole body!

His face was grim, and he watched Xuan Zhao's figure suddenly enlarge in front of him, three meters, two meters, less than one meter, the hideous suddenly turned into a smile, and the unfinished punch accelerated violently.

Xuan Zhao, who was going to end the battle with a finger, suddenly felt in his heart, and his naturally keen vigilance suddenly rose, and he stopped suddenly, paused slightly, and flew back without hesitation.

"It's late!" the big man roared, his smile became rampant, and his big fists turned into sharp claws. This Xuanzhao couldn't avoid it, it's not that he can't do it, he really lacks experience in fighting the enemy, Rao is his deep roots, but no one can make up for his shortcomings in this regard, and there is really no Meng Po soup mixed with water in this world, he still has to learn from scratch.

The big hand was like a steel plier and tightly pinched Xuanzhao's wrist, and there was a wave of obscurity around the wrist, and Xuanzhao's aura instantly covered his whole body. Dahan was not afraid of the strange power at all, and shouted loudly, wanting to pull people over. His arms were almost thicker than Xuan Zhao's head, and under the pull, even a car was enough for him to tear apart.

The little monk reacted very quickly, his chest bulged, and he collected his breath and lifted his qi, and then his qi sank into the dantian, and his internal breath was adjusted in one go. The left foot hit the ground again, and this foot stepped directly into the ground, and the gravel under his feet flew sideways, not moving like a mountain!

Dahan's divine power is one in a thousand, he is really a natural wrestler, how can you weigh a thousand catties! Under the struggle, Xuanzhao's right arm bone joint crackled, this is the second time he has been forced to confront Dahan's power head-on, his brows furrowed, and his face changed suddenly. This strength is unexpectedly great, if it weren't for the Tao Xing, he would probably be torn in half by this burly man!

If you don't come, I'll go over, the big man felt a slight blockage under the pull, and he stepped forward without hesitation, he was already tall, only half a step away from Xuanzhao, how long can it take to take a step with his feet raised?

Accompanied by thunder, today's weather seems to be even worse than the last time the little monk faced the heavy burden.

There was a boom, a thunderclap sounded in their ears, and a thick lightning bolt roared over the heads of the two of them, shaking their eyes so much that they couldn't open their eyes.

The lightning light dissipated, and the punch suddenly stopped halfway, to be exact, in the middle of Dahan and Xuanzhao.

A two-meter-long four-strand nine-ring tin rod stood on the spot, and its magnificence suddenly diffused.

"Nan Wu, Amitabha!"

The little monk's eyes drooped slightly, his momentum precipitated, his left hand, I don't know when it broke away from the clamp of the big man, standing with a staff in his right hand, and his left hand clasped together in front of his chest.

Although the fist of the big man failed to hit the tin rod directly, the power was amazing, the nine rings of the tin staff trembled non-stop, the bell rang directly, the killing machine of the big man was not reduced, and between the eyebrows, it became more and more calm. The little monk's face was calm, the tin staff in his hand was slowly lifted, and then he stomped down gently, and the voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu spread out, shocking people's hearts.

The slate was strangely unharmed, and the raindrops around the tin staff were scattered in all directions, and the next moment it was back to normal, but the nine rings regained their calm in the blink of an eye.

"Sir, if we don't win or lose after a half-ring, why don't we stop there?"

Regardless of victory or defeat, he is really humble, Dahan has long been exhausted, and he only relies on a breath in his heart and refuses to give up. You can lose, but you can't admit defeat, you can die, but you can't wait to die!

Dahan's eyes were sensitive, staring coldly at Xuanzhao with a calm face like no one, he naturally knew the ferocity of this little monk, but you are going to come to take my life, and you want to tell me to stop, let you slaughter? He has his own arrogance and arrogance, and the person who came out of the sea of corpses and blood, even if he is powerless at the moment, but the dignity engraved into his bones cannot be erased by the thunder of the sky.

The person who can make him close his eyes and wait for death still does not know whose womb he is in!

The big man laughed coldly and didn't answer, but the punch that came out didn't mean to relax at all, and slowly withdrew it. Today, he can't get this catastrophe, he has already put it out of the way, but the little monk gave him time to breathe, and he naturally won't be arrested. As long as there is a chance, fight him for two points.

The little monk has a delicate heart, the big man's whole body is tense and refuses to relax, and the qi machine in his body is constantly circulating, like a beast waiting for an opportunity to move, where is there the possibility of peace talks!

"This is the little monk who has offended, first to Mr. to accompany a no, but after the fight, I feel that Mr. is decisive in killing methods, and there is no room for recruitment, I don't know if Mr. recognized the wrong person, and I hope that Mr. will say two words, let's make the misunderstanding clear, so as not to be injured by mistake, then it is really a big sin. "He has a smart mind, and although he is not familiar with the world, he observes the behavior of the Han carefully and thoroughly, and even if he does not dare to be 100% sure, it does not hurt to say a few more words.

Seeing that the big man still refused to relax, Xuan Zhao felt a little helpless in his heart, how did he know how much deception this man who had come back from countless gunpowder battlefields had experienced.

But he is also really big-hearted, the nine-ring tin cane pestle, he spread his hands, and said in a harmonious voice: "My name is Xuanzhao, I only came down the mountain a few months ago, sir, your confirmation is the wrong person." ”

Xuan Zhao is very sure that the two have never met, and they have lived in the mountains with the master since they can remember, which means that it makes no sense for the master to have any enemies and die as soon as he meets him, not to mention that according to his understanding, the master has done good deeds in his life, and it is difficult to have a festival with others, not to mention the enemies who have to share life and death without saying a word when they meet.

But Dahan's hostile attitude is obvious, because he is more and more sure that the other party recognized the wrong person.

Sure enough, when he heard that Xuan Zhao said that he came down from the mountain a few months ago, Dahan hesitated, the look between his eyebrows could be faked, and the flow of qi was stagnant but he couldn't deceive people.

Xuan Zhao struck while the iron was hot, and then said: "The little monk has just entered the WTO, he doesn't understand the rules, he offended Mr. just now, it's the little monk's fault, but I have no idea of fighting with Mr. to fight for life and death, and I hope Mr. will learn from it." ”

His eyes were clear, there was a hint of apology in his expression, and he couldn't see any false thoughts, as if he was born with a convincing talent. This kind of person is inherently different from ordinary people, the big man straightened up and stared at Xuan Zhao, without saying a word, with obvious intentions.

Naturally, he didn't want to listen to Xuanzhao's apology again, and he was not interested in knowing where he came from and what he was doing, as long as he didn't come for himself, he didn't bother to raise his eyelids.

He wants to watch Xuanzhao leave, even if he vaguely believes Xuanzhao's words, but "believing" sometimes creates an illusion for people, and then throws himself into a place of no return. The little monk's mind was exquisite, and he saw the big man's concerns clearly, this time he folded his hands and bowed slightly to the big man, and said "farewell".

Lifting the cane, he turned around and left, not worrying that the big man behind him would make a sneak attack.

It wasn't until he couldn't see Xuanzhao's back at all that Dahan took the first step. No wonder he was so cautious, just like Shen Zheng, after returning to this bright world, he was extremely uncomfortable, not afraid, but anxious, feeling that all this was in a state of being deprived at any time.

Especially after the continuous assassination incident a month ago, Dahan cooperated with the relevant departments to fight for two days in a row, killing no less than double-digit killer soldiers. It's finally over, and within two days of peace, I met this mysterious and powerful little monk again, and it's no wonder that the big man didn't misunderstand.

Since it is the enemy of life and death, it is nonsense to say one more word. As Xuan Zhao said, this time he really didn't take the initiative to "provoke" like Shen Zheng, just because he glanced at the big man in the crowd, which is very different from the mutual attraction between the strong people in this world, that's all.

Where did I think that the thoughts between the two were diametrically opposed, one was excited about novelty, and the other was angry.

Needless to say, this burly man is one of Shen Chong's life-and-death comrades-in-arms for those four years, Qu Yuan, a man who won the name of "Xuanluo" in that gray world with his almost mutated physique and the strength to look at the world!