I got into a fight with the ghost monk, but the situation was undoubtedly very unfavorable for me. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ghost monk suddenly turned into yin qi and disappeared, and then appeared beside me or behind me and continued to harass.

In the face of the ghost monk's style of play, I am also annoyed, it is really annoying, every time my true qi is released, it is like hitting cotton, which makes me feel like vomiting blood.

Between the advance and retreat of this old monk, the pace is quite clever, he should be a martial arts master during his lifetime, a tiger and a tiger dancing with a Zen staff.

Every stick hit me at the top of my head, my heart, my waist, my eyes, and my spine.

I haven't practiced any martial arts, but I've just practiced some self-defense tricks, and I've learned mostly Taoist exorcism footwork such as Yu Bu, although it's barely considered martial arts, but it's really dwarfed by this ghost monk.

After a few clanging moments, my brain was sweating, although I didn't want to admit it, but I really couldn't beat this ghost monk.

This is still this ghost monk who holds his own identity, and he didn't sneak attack Fat Yuan and Zhou Wen, but fortunately he didn't do it, otherwise I would have been even more in a hurry.

As for why Zhou Wen and Fat Yuan didn't run out, it wasn't that they didn't want to run, but that the door couldn't be opened, just like a dead end, and it was useless for Fat Yuan to break the doorknob.

Zhou Wen's house is on the sixth floor, and if he jumped out of the window, it is estimated that he would not have to use the ghost monk's hands, and he would have fallen to his death first, so now these two people can only count on me.

But I don't have much to do, I can only keep spending time with ghost monks here.

My true qi soon bottomed out, but the ghost monk had not changed much, and he was still so solemn.

I can only use my means of pressing the bottom of the box, and there are three ways for me to press the bottom of the box, one is the mysterious tortoise shell, but it can only save my life; the second is the fragment of Jindan that I snatched from the Wutong ancestor a while ago, but this thing is equivalent to a grenade, if I use it here, it is estimated that this building will collapse; the third is the sword qi of Shangqing Tongtian, but if I use it, I will have to heal for another half a month.

It was obvious whether it would be better to go back to recuperate or die here, so I had to fight, and I made up my mind and started looking for an opportunity.

The old monk hit my heavenly spirit directly from top to bottom with a Zen stick, and I blocked the Zen staff with a sword, and when I was about to fight back, the old monk turned into yin qi and disappeared.

, can you fight a good war, you can't see anyone after two fights, and there is still a way to fight this battle?

I blocked behind me with a backhand, and sure enough, the ghost monk appeared behind me and struck me in the back with a Zen staff.

It just so happened that my peachwood sword was in front of the Zen staff, otherwise I would have to break my bones and tendons, this situation has happened several times, but I can't help it.

I continued to wrestle with the ghost monk, and kept looking for an opportunity to see when I could him.

The time soon came, and the ghost monk smashed a Zen staff sideways into my shoulder, and I raised my peachwood sword to block his attack.

When the ghost monk wanted to repeat the old technique and turn into yin qi and disappear, I seized this opportunity, and before the ghost monk disappeared, my heavenly sword qi spit out from my mouth and flew straight to the ghost monk's chest.

Ya, seeing that I don't kill you this time, I hate it.

Sure enough, the old monk didn't expect me to do this, and if he couldn't beat it, he would be on the hidden weapon, and the sword qi of Tongtian could be regarded as a kind of hidden weapon, after all, I don't have the ability to fly the sword for thousands of miles now, and the flying sword will cut off people's heads.

So of course, the ghost monk couldn't dodge my blow, and the heavenly sword qi directly pierced the ghost monk's chest.

The ghost monk's chest was translucent and I opened a skylight, and then the sword qi swirled through the sky again, piercing the ghost monk's body again, and finally piercing the ghost monk like a sieve.

Well, this time this ghost monk can't make more moths, and it is estimated that after this time, the ghost monk will not be scattered.

That's why it's really important to have the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, otherwise I'll have to spend a lot of time here with this ghost monk.

Seeing the ghost monk's body shattered through multiple holes, turned into countless pieces and then disappeared, I was completely relieved.

Sure enough, it was a fresh move, eating all over the sky, seeing this scene, I withdrew the sword qi of Tongtian, and it still hurt the same, as if my heart was cut by a knife.

Unless my body and belly are stronger than gold and iron, there is no good way to do it, I can only learn to get used to it.

However, getting used to it is not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that endurance has improved.

So I'm sweating profusely now, and my clothes are soaked with sweat and blood.

After fighting hard with the ghost monk for a while, my body was also hung with a Zen staff a few times, and I could still move just now, but now that the matter is over, I can't even stand on my feet.

Fat Yuan, who was so frightened that he hugged Zhou Wen just now, hurried over to help me.

"Master Mo, are you okay? Don't scare me. Fat Yuan said.

Zhou Wen also came over to help me, "Pang Yuan, don't ask, hurry up and send Mr. Mo to the hospital." ”

As the two of them helped me out, I stumbled upon the Broken Mind Bottle on the table.

"Hurry up and hide, it's not over yet. I caught a glimpse of the Broken Mind Bottle, and immediately shouted, threw over Fat Yuan and Zhou Wen, and picked up the peachwood sword from the ground.

Although Fat Yuan and Zhou Wen didn't know why, how dare the two of them not listen to what I said here, so they ran to the side as fast as they could.

"Old monk, come out, I know you're still there. I shouted with my peachwood sword.

I'm pretty sure that the Bitterness didn't go away, because the Broken Mind Vial on the table was intact.

The Broken Mind Bottle is the old monk's thing, and there is an inseparable connection between the two, if the soul of the bitter old monk is scattered, this Broken Mind Bottle should be broken now.

But now the Broken Mind Bottle is still standing on the table.

Therefore, there is only one conclusion I can draw, that is, this old monk is not gone, maybe he is just teasing me.

"Amitabha, how good it is for the little donor to just leave, so that we can never interfere with the river water from now on. After the Buddha horn, the monk appeared on the table again, sitting cross-legged with his staff on his knees.

Sure enough, this old monk is fine, my heart sank, he is fine, then we are the ones who have something to do.

As for not seeing it, it will definitely not work, this is against my principles, although I am afraid of death, but I have found out and I can't pretend not to know.

So, I had to fight with my back.

And I can't use the Tongtian Sword Qi in a short period of time, this kind of trick is too damaging to me, and I must not use it again.

There is no way to use the strongest trick, and the Jindan fragment of the Wutong God cannot be used, so I can only clench the peach wood sword in my hand and prepare to fight against the water.

However, my injuries were not light, and the injuries received by this old monk should also be very serious, after all, although I don't know how he escaped my Heavenly Sword Qi, I don't believe that he didn't pay any price. And listening to what this old monk said, I think he is a little weak-hearted, otherwise it would be good to attack us directly.

So I should still have a chance to win, although the odds may be lower, and this battle is still to be fought.

Seeing the old monk sitting on the table and not moving, I also had a little confidence in my heart.

You don't move, I move, so I shook the peachwood sword in my hand and attacked.

Sure enough, the old monk was also injured a lot, and the originally powerful attack became weak.

After a few beatings, the old monk made a false move and dodged to the side.

"Little donor, you forced me, you can accompany me to become a monk. With a bitter shout, the bottle of broken thoughts on the table actually shattered.

Oh no, I just wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and after a burst of golden light, I was trapped in a space and couldn't move.

Then there were bursts of Buddha singing, which made my mind slowly become confused.

As soon as I thought about this, my mind began to be confused.

I could feel as if there were golden flowers, and I could see the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

It seemed that this was not bad, but I slowly sank down, and my body was slowly about to kneel.