"I, the Shaolin monks, the Buddha's light shines brightly, and my husband will not change his name, sit or change his surname, and today I am here to seek justice for my brother Feilaifeng! My Shaolin disciples are all strong in martial arts, and they are good at fighting alone, but in order to save time, I Shaolin specially put out a hundred and eight Arhat formations to challenge the one hundred and eight generals you have just selected! If we fail, we will leave immediately; if we are lucky enough to win and you lose, you must immediately compensate Feilaifeng with 100 million US dollars and release all the captured personnel!"

Standing in the other party's bald head, a bald head with a fat head and big ears, and a loud voice, Qi Yuxuan began to talk to Baili Lianglu very conveniently.

It is said that he talks about numbers because although he is wearing a red and yellow robe, except for the word "standing" with a little Buddha light, the words he says are the language of scoundrels and profiteers.

Baili Liangliu could have scolded them back with one sentence, "How old are you, dare to come to my territory to pick tiger whiskers?"

If you are honest, if you are not honest when you are driven out of the country, you will be captured alive.

If you resist, you won't be killed!

They dare to make trouble at this time, they are simply tired of being crooked.

It can be seen that they let the copper smell of money rust the little wisdom of their heads, which is 108,000 miles worse than the political sense of the thirteen stick monks to save the Tang King.

But Baili Liangliu did not change his original intention, so it was better for them to practice their hands.

So, without much to say, he said coldly: "As you wish!"

Then stand back and let McKe take the lead and organize and schedule this special training.

McKe didn't talk nonsense either, just said: "Free to play, no restrictions." ”

Everyone understands that even if anyone makes a big move and turns those people into ashes, there is no problem.

At the same time, everyone also knows that this is an opportunity, everyone needs to practice their hands, the other party only has one hundred and eight bald heads, one for each person, everyone has a share, if you blow up two, wouldn't it be a favor for others?

Probably those bald people are in a hurry, and they don't have that kind of conditions to watch the live competition, even if they themselves are strong, at most they are confidants and don't know each other.

However, these one hundred and eight generals are all selected from the world-level heroes, and they are naturally very powerful, very confident, and their level has been tested in a large range of situations.

Therefore, the self-confidence of both sides is not a level.

At this time, the Shaolin Temple has come out of the crowd!

Baili Liangliu was stunned, what?

One hundred and eight Arhats have already come out, and there is a group of Wuyang Wuyang behind them?

Have all your five hundred arhats come?

Or is your entire warrior monk group dispatched?

Before they could think about it, the two sides had already made contact and started fighting.

Baili Liangliu himself is also one of the hundred and eight generals, and he also needs to exercise, so he also has a bald head.

As soon as I got into the fight, I heard a "chirp"!

As soon as everyone saw it, the monk who turned out to be arrogant with Murong had a fat body, but it had become a flat piece and stuck to the place.

It turned out that this stupid boy listened to McKe's words, and there was no limit to free play, so he swung the hammer at will.

But since the martial arts competition, he has been holding it all in, and he doesn't dare to let go of the fight, for fear of killing people.

In fact, just now, he didn't let go of the fight, but he felt that the other party could take his move, otherwise why would his head be so shining?

To understand is to be confident and high-spirited.

That person was also desperately urged, and felt that the kid on the other side had such a big hammer, or two, which was obviously a fake bluff, so he pounced on it, wanting to grab the white blade empty-handed.

And he really succeeded!

Two hands and one in each hand, grabbed the sledgehammer!

But under the cold tentacles, he felt that something was wrong!

Unfortunately, this was his last thought!

Then the two hands were smashed like soft mud and rolled back, and then stabbed directly into his own chest.

Then two sledgehammers were misplaced, hammering him into flat pieces and sticking to the ground.

This monk died a tragic death, affecting the other bald heads, they should be six pure but actually more turbid than anyone else, and they can't help but be frightened.

But when is this, and how can you tolerate the slightest distraction?

Especially those masters from Northern Europe and North America who win by strength, where does it matter if you are bald or not? Their casual play is to go all out!

So those stunned bald heads immediately fell into a catastrophe!

Just listening to the fluttering sound, more than a dozen bald heads died in the blink of an eye.

Even Peter didn't pay attention to killing his opponent.

Mai Ke doesn't look good, if one hundred and eighty people die in a while, the impact will not be good!

Especially since he has the whole picture in mind and knows that this fight is broadcast live to the whole world!

So he hurriedly shouted: "Try not to kill people!"

Under the current circumstances, this is also the maximum constraint on his own people, and he must not put his own people in danger.

Martial arts fighting, still dead Taoist friends do not die poor Dao, but in the case of provocation to the other party, their own side is a national treasure-level elite.

Those hundred and eight generals who had already solved the opponent did not go up to help their comrades, but just remained on the sidelines, and once the battle situation required it, they immediately went up to pull the bias.

In fact, this deterrent effect is also extraordinary.

On the battlefield, those male generals have no problem, even if Lao Ye, who is ranked last in martial arts, he only promoted a girl when he competed, that is, Wen Duoyun, who ranked one hundred and seventh, and also fought an evenly matched battle with his opponent, and even had a slight upper hand.

It's just those female generals, they occupy eleven places among the one hundred and eight generals, although they also need to fight, but it's not good to come one-on-one with those flower monks, even if they can kill them and let them take advantage of them, it's disgusting.

So they formed a team to fight, and everyone worked together.

Among them, a female general was specifically selected to be responsible for sealing the job.

This heavy responsibility fell on the shoulders of Baili Youling.

The specific task is to supervise those stinky monks, and once they find that person trying to speak out of their mouths, a soul-devouring heart fire that no one can see will hit him, so that he will never open his mouth.

Another layer of protection is Qiao Zhi.

This was arranged by Mai Ke, anyway, Baili Liangliu has already been ordered, and anyone who makes a mistake is Qiao Zhi's responsibility.

And the situation on the scene is very clear, as long as these female generals are safe and sound, everyone is safe and sound, because those male generals are more than self-preservation.

Those arhats were also more cooperative, and they also divided eleven people to fight, and obviously some more authoritative monks, thinking that it was their extra benefit to be against the girl.

Those delicate little girls can be caught alive!

Otherwise, how can we, the world-renowned warrior monks, stand proudly at the top of the world!

The one who started wanted to say a few words, what was the luck of meeting Sansheng today, but as soon as he opened his mouth, before he could say a word, Baili Youling rewarded him with a soul-devouring heart fire.

A howl that can only be found in the slaughter of a donkey sounded like an earth-shattering sound!