The old monk is passing the palm of his hand, he grabbed the fist of the mountain and pulled it back, until the elbow bent more than ten degrees, he suddenly pushed hard, and the mountain was like a kite off the line in an instant, flying upside down a distance of several meters.

Kaishan slammed into the trunk of a large tree, and his hard, massive body nearly broke the trunk.

'This damn relic......'

Kaishan cursed secretly, and he slowly got up from the ground. Because his muscles were too strong, his injuries were not serious, but he suffered some skin trauma, and the most serious was the broken right hand.

Maybe for ordinary people, this injury is very serious, but for people like Kaishan, who often walk on the edge of life and death, as long as they can still move, then the injury is not serious.

Although the injury was not serious, he definitely didn't want to fight this old monk again.

He didn't have the slightest room to fight back, if he had been beaten passively like this, the old monk would definitely be able to kill him before the effect of the relics dissipated.

Seeing the old monk approaching him step by step, Kaishan could only stand in place and wait for death.

What can he do?

He can't run, he can't fight, the only thing he can do is to delay as much time as possible, and wait until the effect of the relics has passed before counterattacking.

"Five thousand strength!"

After the old monk stepped into the attack range of Kaishan, Kaishan hurriedly shouted, using the advantage of his hand length to strike first.

Kaishan's fist fell violently from his empty hand, and this punch was like a missile fired by supersonic combat power, and the attack was extremely ferocious.

The old monk's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know whether he could catch this punch or not. He didn't have time to think before his fist struck his head with a blast of fists.

Now he couldn't dodge with his whole body, so the old monk blocked his head with the palms of his hands.

There was a loud "pop", although the old monk blocked the punch, but with the huge thrust of the punch, his hands still couldn't hold it, the back of his hand slammed heavily on his forehead, and then his legs couldn't stand and took a few steps back.

Although he repelled the old monk, Kaishan was out of breath, and this punch seemed to drain most of his physical strength.

'Damn, the strength of 5,000 catties can only repel him slightly, and if you want to drag it until the effect of the relics passes, you must use this strength to make ten or even twenty punches. ’

But with my current strength, I'm afraid it's hard to throw that many punches. What's more, my arm may not be able to withstand the load of so many punches. ’

Kaishan glanced at his left hand, which was trembling slightly, revealing an extremely solemn look.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from behind the old monk.

At this time, Ye Ling was late.

Ye Ling stopped a few meters away from the two, he saw that the old monk was facing the two-meter-tall Kaishan alone, he secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, and hurriedly raised the scimitar in his hand, and said loudly: "Stop! What you want is in my hand." ”

The old monk was stunned, he slowly turned around, only to see another young man appear behind him at some point.

Kaishan was full of joy, and he was worried that he couldn't hold back the old monk.

'God help me!'

Kaishan took advantage of the old monk's stunned gap, he took a step and ran in front of Ye Ling, and when he passed by the old monk's side, he also slapped the old monk on the back of the head with a palm, and slapped the old monk to the ground.

"Master!" Seeing this, Ye Ling hurriedly shouted, and he silently pinched a handful of sweat for the old monk.

The palm of the opening of the mountain, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like the old monk's shriveled and thin body can withstand it.

The old monk struggled to get up from the ground, he felt dizzy in his head, but other than that, there was no obvious injury to his head.

Seeing that the old monk was fine, Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief. However, this also made him puzzled, the old monk could actually withstand the strength of opening the mountain, and there was no obvious injury.

Could it be that the gold has been stumbled?

Ye Ling didn't have time to think, Kaishan had already come to him.

"You ......"

Ye Ling took half a step back, and before he could finish his words, Kaishan grabbed his neck, and while raising his hand, his feet gradually left the ground.

With the appearance of the feeling of suffocation, Ye Ling's limbs gradually lost their strength, his palm unconsciously loosened, and the scimitar in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Tut, I really want to thank you. "The opening of the mountain is proud.

"Let him go. The old monk's face gradually became solemn.

"Ahem......" Ye Ling's face was flushed, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his chin was even faintly purple.

Seeing this, Kaishan suddenly let go of his hand, he grabbed Ye Ling's neck and pulled it hard, and locked Ye Ling in his arms.

"You can't die now, your life is still useful to me. Kaishan said to Ye Ling.

"Ahem......"

Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but the scene in front of him made him extremely puzzled.

Kaishan didn't pick up the scimitar on the ground, nor did he kill the old monk, but locked Ye Ling in his arms, as if he wanted to blackmail the old monk.

Why did he blackmail the old monk?

Why does his right hand seem to be broken?

Also, what about Meng Qian?

Ye Ling silently swept around, and finally his gaze stopped on a headless corpse.

His eyes were so frightened that even his stomach was churning. At first, he thought that the people in the movie would be disgusted when they saw the corpse, but when he actually experienced it, he realized that the reality was also like this.

After relieving, Ye Ling looked at the headless corpse again, and his body was no longer much uncomfortable.

His eyes were sad, although he had known Meng Qian for a short time, Meng Qian helped him a lot without hesitation, and he didn't even have time to say thank you, Meng Qian actually ......

The atmosphere fell silent, and the old monk and Kaishan confronted each other, and neither of them had any intention of making a move.

"Old monk, when the effect of the relics passes, I see if you can still be as majestic as you are now. Kaishan said with a smile, looking extremely proud.

The old monk frowned, his face embarrassed.

A few minutes passed, Kaishan silently counted down the time, and every second that passed, it meant that Ye Ling and the two were one second closer to death.

Suddenly, Kaishan stomped on Ye Ling's calf.

Ye Ling was just an ordinary person's body, how could he withstand a kick from Kaishan? After screaming in pain, his right leg lost sensation.

It should be a comminuted fracture......

Kaishan let go of the hand holding Ye Ling, Ye Ling's right leg hurt, and he instantly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the old monk's body moved, and he hurriedly ran to Kaishan's body and slapped his palm violently. The power of this palm is not inferior to Kaishan's punch, and even surpasses it.

Kaishan had long expected this scene, and he didn't dodge, but struck it out with a palm head-on.

"Snap" The two palms collided, making a violent sound.

Ye Ling's eyes widened in surprise, the old monk was actually able to compete with Kaishan? What shocked him even more was that the old monk's strength seemed to be slightly stronger.

Suddenly, the old monk felt that all his strength had been drained.

Kaishan felt that the pressure disappeared in an instant, and he didn't need to continue to exert force at all, and directly hit the old monk with one palm, flying upside down more than ten meters away.

How so?

Ye Ling was puzzled, why did it not open the mountain but the old monk who flew out?

He suddenly remembered the words of Kaishan, and immediately understood the reason.

'Has the effect of the relics passed?'

Ye Ling's gaze moved to the place where the old monk landed, and he hoped that the old monk could stand up again, however, the old monk he saw was lying on the ground motionless.

Ye Ling was stunned, he lowered his head, and his eyes were sad.

Even the old monk died......

In addition to being sad, Ye Ling was more self-blaming, if he hadn't rushed back, how could the old monk lose his life in vain?

The old monk was so painful in his life, why did he die so painfully?

The corner of Ye Ling's eyes inadvertently swept the scimitar that fell behind him, and he found that there was an A4 white paper pressed under the scimitar at some point.

He was puzzled at first, and then immediately understood.

It was left behind by the people who helped him in secret.

Ye Ling looked at the content on the white paper quietly, and it was still a very simple two words:

Come on.

'I want to run too, but my legs are ......'

Ye Ling tried to move his right foot, and he found that his calf had vaguely regained some sensation. Ye Ling was shocked, could it be that the ability in his body was helping him repair the injury in his calf?

At this pace, it would take another three minutes for his calf to fully recover.

But......

Does he have three minutes?

Ye Ling raised his head, Kaishan was striding towards him, and it didn't take even ten seconds to walk in front of him, let alone three minutes.

Kaishan's head suddenly tilted, as if he had been punched by the air.

What's going on?

Ye Ling and Kaishan's hearts were shocked at the same time.

"Who is it?" Kaishan paused, scanning his surroundings warily.

However, there was not even a single ghost within a radius of 100 meters.

Ye Ling was also puzzled, what had just happened?

He stared at Kaishan, and after Kaishan was punched in the cheek again, he vaguely saw a fist mark on Kaishan's cheek.

Still, he didn't see where the people were.

'Is it a spirit disciple?' Ye Ling guessed.

Kaishan was punched twice for no reason, although the force was not heavy, but it still made his heart extremely angry. The main thing is that he can't even see each other.

Seeing Kaishan constantly waving his fist at the air, Ye Ling had some eyebrows about this person's ability:

Is it stealth? That's the only way it makes sense. ’

Under the delay of the invisible man, three minutes gradually passed, Ye Ling moved his right foot, his calf regained sensation, and the injury should have completely healed.

'He should be able to get out, right?'

Ye Ling was worried, looked at Kaishan, and saw that Kaishan was still beating the air for a while, and he relaxed a little.

Before he noticed him, he quietly picked up his scimitar and ran backwards.

Kaishan, who heard the movement, realized that something was wrong, and he hurried to catch up. He had only taken two steps before he tripped over the invisible man and fell to the ground.

"Annoying flies, get out of here!" Kaishan was completely furious, punching and kicking the air.

When he realized that the invisible man was no longer there, Ye Ling had no idea where to flee.