The middle-aged man who suddenly appeared made the little monk's face a little solemn, this guy opposite was not ordinary, just his breath made him feel a palpitation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, it's my hand. ”

The little monk said slowly, but his eyes were full of vigilance, always guarding against the terrible guy in front of him.

"Haha! A one-armed man, all crippled, don't go home and be paralyzed, come out and show something. ”

"Yes, yes, don't you see that guy on the ground is already useless, could it be that you are stronger than him?"

"Fuck off, the waste of the island country, haha, this is Huaxia, not a place where you can be arrogant, little monk, teach him a good lesson, let him know the power of Shaolin Kung Fu!"

"The little monk is going to be defeated, this one-armed guy is a cultivator in the middle of Jindan. ”

Ye Ling could see at a glance that there was something greasy in it, this one-armed island countryman was terrifying in cultivation, and in the middle of Jindan, he was already an absolute powerhouse in the world.

Hearing this, Mo Xing immediately rubbed his hands: "That feeling is good, the little monk can't support it for a while, I'll go on it, let them see, I'm not a vegetarian!"

Li Ke on the side hurriedly pulled Mo Xing: "Xiaoxing, don't be reckless, people hold knives, swords don't have long eyes!"

"Ahh ”

As he spoke, Mo Xing was about to rush towards Qian, but was directly stopped by Ye Ling and shook his head: "Don't be impulsive, although you are in the realm, you don't have spiritual power, and you can't use your magical powers." ”

"And the island man on the other side has good strength, he has a knife in his hand, you can't take advantage of it, you don't have any combat experience, it's not good if you get hurt. ”

Ye Ling said slowly, but Mo Xing raised his head directly like a fighting: "Hey, what you said." ”

And at this moment, suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, and Mo Xing and the others hurriedly turned around to see that the one-armed man of the island country had already made a move.

The body stepped lightly, like flowing water, and came directly to the little monk's side, and the intact arm suddenly poked out, with a terrifying aura.

The little monk's face suddenly froze, his toes connected the dots, and his body retreated directly, but the faster he retreated, the faster the one-armed man's palm became.

The sticky was too tight, and he didn't give the little monk a chance at all, and the little monk who was ruthless in his heart suddenly glared, and his body jumped suddenly, and he came directly into the air.

The hands formed palms, and slapped the palms that were killed below, with great power, at least with the palm wind.

With a snap, the little monk slapped directly on the palm that was blasting towards him, the sound was crisp, and everyone's hearts were happy, but the next moment, they were stupid.

The one-armed islander smiled coldly, and his palm did not move: "You are still too tender!"

Boom, the one-armed man's hand was faster, like a train with blazing flames, and it smashed into the little monk's chest frantically, directly blasting the little monk into the air.

Boom, the little monk fell directly to the ground, his body actually shattered dozens of green bricks on the ground, his face was pale, his body shook, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"What! This crippled creature is so powerful, and even the little monk is no match for him?"

"One palm, just one palm, it's terrible, when did the disabled people be so, he should go to the Paralympics, special. ”

"I'm disabled, I'm disabled, I have nail fungus, one infection, does it count?"

"Count, designate, you haven't seen the most awesome disabled person in the Paralympics, isn't it just that he has nail fungus, specially, it's a tenth-level disability, tease me." ”

The little monk struggled to stand up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Come again!"

"Uncle Shi!"

The relieved abbot on the side hurriedly shouted anxiously, this young master is the closed disciple of that one, but he can't be hurt, if there is any accident, he can't do it.

Don't look at him so beautifully, but everything he has is in the hands of those terrifying guys in the back mountain, saying that if he is laid off, he has to be laid off, and he has no choice.

"Don't say it, I can't embarrass the master, let alone the Shaolin Temple!"

The little monk shook his head, no matter what, he would not speak lightly of victory, not to mention, his dignity would not allow him to bow his head and admit defeat, let alone be forced to admit defeat by the old monster in front of him.

"You can't do it, your cultivation is too weak, let's call your master over, this is my grudge with him, I don't want to involve you. ”

The one-armed man said coldly, paused and said: "Moreover, if I shoot again, I will not show mercy, my knife is out of the sheath, it is to kill, and if you don't see blood, you won't return to the sheath!"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill me, it's up to you to see if you have such a skill!"

After the little monk finished speaking, the whole person rushed towards the one-armed man like a gust of wind, and a rare killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he was completely different from the previous smart and delicate person.

The one-armed man was startled, but it was still relaxed, and suddenly, the one-armed man took out his knife, and the knife in his hand played a few knife flowers in mid-air, and then suddenly farted.

Hmm, the terrible knife light slashed towards the little monk, the sword light was like thunder, like fire, extremely fierce, all the people subconsciously closed their eyes, and they didn't even dare to look.

The little monk saw the one-armed man take out the knife, and rushed straight forward, No. 4 had no tendency to retreat, but was faster, his body leaned slightly, and his left arm was left to the one-armed man.

And the right hand was slammed into the one-armed man's head.

"What a resolute little monk, this is to exchange injuries for death!"

Ye Ling squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, this little monk has such a shrewd brain and a ruthless heart.

It's just that Ye Ling is sure that the little monk will never be able to kill the one-armed man, and the one-armed man will cut off the little monk's arm like tofu.

Just when Ye Ling was about to make a move, suddenly, a stone flew madly towards here, and the last one came first.

Boom, with a crisp sound, the Oriental knife in the one-armed man's hand directly changed direction, and the tip of the knife slashed straight through the air.

And the little monk's fist, as Ye Ling thought, slammed through the one-armed man's hair.

Bang.

The one-armed man's shoulder shook, directly on the little monk's chest, and in an instant, the little monk flew up directly and smashed to the ground.

Both eyes are a little sluggish, but the breath is as violent and irritable as before, this little monk is alive and well reincarnated as a killing god.

"Shi Wujian, you are finally reluctant, afraid that I will kill your precious apprentice?"

The one-armed man sneered and said, this damn guy, the old bald donkey who cut off his arm twenty years ago, has finally come out!

All the tourists' eyes looked to the other side, an old monk, dressed in gray, with an expressionless face, but it made people feel so natural, walking slowly towards here.