This cry is filled with grief, and those who hear it weep.

But on the monk's strange and handsome face, a chilling smile appeared.

"Why is a poor monk not a complete man? Discriminating against Buddhist disciples? The ancient yoga method you practice is also a secret technique of Buddhism, what qualifications do you have to discriminate against Buddhist disciples?"

The monk said these words in a plain tone, but there was a thick bloody aura on his body.

He grabbed it with his big hand, directly put the seriously injured Hou Puti in his hand, stomped on his feet, and his body quickly volleyed into the air: "I'll let you see, what is a real man!"

Under the gaze of countless people, Hou Pu was taken away by the monk, away from the Trench Canyon, and landed in a mountain outside the Trench Canyon.

"See, is this something that a man has? Is it big? I'll ask you if it's big?" came out of the monk's voice.

"Ah!! kill me!" Hou Pu screamed.

A cold wind blew, and everyone, whether they were cultivators or martial artists, was chilled all over their bodies!

What is it that only a man has? What is the big thing he asks? Why is Hou Pu's screams so miserable and desperate?

At this moment, what came to everyone's mind was some kind of improper behavior that sent chills down their spines.

In the warrior camp, Su Zixuan, Luo Liuli and the ghost disciples, their faces were confused, and after looking at each other, Su Zixuan said weakly: "Monk, he ...... Well...... How will you prove to Houpu that you are a man?"

Luo Liuli swallowed her saliva: "Actually...... Monks don't have to care so much, do they?"

"How can he not care? After all, he likes little ghosts. Su Zixuan suddenly couldn't help laughing.

The ghost's face twitched, and he secretly clenched his fists, looking in the direction from which Houpu's screams came, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, on the low hill, the monk smashed Hou Pu's face with a punch, causing the opponent's nose to be blue and swollen.

Each punch was accompanied by a terrifying bloody power, which smashed into the monk's face with the monk's fist and burrowed into his skull.

An unbearable stinging sensation came from the head and then spread all over the body, and it felt like being bitten by countless ants, and ordinary people couldn't hold on for even a few seconds.

"I'll just ask you if you're big, are you bigger than you?" asked the monk loudly with his fist raised.

"Ah...... Yes, yes, yours are big! Kill me, kill me!" Hou Pu at this time, he had given up the idea of living, he was bent on death, not to mention admitting that the fist of kindness was bigger than his own, even if he admitted that it was bigger than his head, it didn't matter, he just begged the monk not to torture him like this again.

But when this conversation came out to the ears of other people, all the hairs on their bodies stood upside down.

What a heavy mouth!

Not suitable for children!

Men and men are fruitless!

I even fought with a sword!

"Why are the monks of the Ancient Martial Realm so terrifying? The women of the Ancient Martial Realm are so terrifying! Is the Ancient Martial Realm really that weak?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have 200,000 people! They only have 20,000 people! A tenfold difference in numbers! This battle will be watched by the whole world, and if we fail to conquer the Heavenly Trench Canyon, we will become the object of ridicule in the whole world! In the future, we will not be able to raise our heads in front of all the cultivators in the world!"

"The turtle with the shrunken head of the ancient martial arts world does not dare to confront us head-on, and can only rely on geographical advantages, it is a guts bandit!"

"Isn't it possible for us to climb over a Heavenly Trench Canyon? Many of the people present have learned the Spirit Refining Secret Array, so we might as well form a formation and attack and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor!"

Voices echoed in all directions, but they could not find the person who spoke.

But the words spoken by this person made all the practitioners feel emotional.

200,000 people fighting 20,000 people, if they can't cross the Tianyan Canyon tonight, tomorrow will inevitably be like the Mobei battlefield, becoming a joke all over the world, which they can't bear.

"We want to prove that our small country cultivators are no worse than others!"

"European cultivators have suffered a great loss, and we should win a big victory to prove that we are better than them!"

"Yes!

At this moment, there is no one to care about Houpu's life or death.

If Houpu continues to win, perhaps he will become the most eye-catching star in everyone's eyes.

But now, he's nothing.

Even the Yin San cultivators no longer paid attention to Hou Pu's screams from time to time, and from the bottom of their hearts, Hou Pu was no longer their hope.

"Charge!"

The earth-shattering hustle and bustle resounded across the earth at this moment.

In the martial arts camp at the other end of the Heavenly Trench Canyon, Princess Diao's cold voice with a murderous aura sounded high: "Array!

"Fight to the death!"

Bright light bloomed from the body of every martial artist.

The huge barrier that blocked the Trench Canyon appeared, flowing with colorful light.

In the Heavenly Trench Canyon, the wolf-like cultivators pounced fiercely, and the people at the front attacked wildly, but they could not cause any damage to the barrier.

Immediately after, inside the barrier, the warriors each launched a long-range attack.

"Ahhh......hh

The screams rang out, and those cultivators who rushed to the front couldn't attack, and they were pushed by the cultivators behind, unable to retreat, and could only bear the attacks of the warriors in despair.

Blood splattered, and the life of the cultivator became worthless at this moment.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Click!

Bang dang!

All kinds of sounds trembled, and the huge colorful barrier was attacked by countless people, causing ripples, and the warriors didn't care about anything else, frantically pouring out their own attacks, and outputting them crazily, but the enemy seemed to be unable to kill, and went forward one after another.

"So desperate! The enemy is so right!" the warriors were exhausted and panting, and the output team changed batch after batch.

"It's so desperate, rushing in is death!" The cultivators were full of grief, in fact, it was no longer that they wanted to rush, but the countless cultivators behind them were surging wildly, pushing them to the front, making them unable to retreat, completely forced to withstand the attacks of the warriors, and then die.

In this battle, there is no winner, and they are all helpless.

The only person who is proud may be the person behind the scenes.

On the low mountain, the monk finally gave up torturing Houpu, after all, Houpu was deeply aware of his mistake and should not discriminate against the monk.

As a reward for Hou Pu's enlightenment, the monk killed him.

It is impossible to let it go, after all, he has killed several martial arts powerhouses, and not dying is not enough to calm his anger.

After killing Hou Pu, the monk shook his head and sighed: "Amitabha, you yourself are not strong enough, you deserve to die, my Buddha said that if you want to break through, I am afraid you really have to find a real Dao-level existence." ”

There was no time to delay, and the monk rose to the sky, and then quickly landed again.

He found himself unable to go back.

The Heavenly Trench Canyon was full of cultivators, and the attack had already begun, and if he rushed out, he would inevitably become the target of the siege.

200,000 cultivators, take their lives to block it?

(End of chapter)