"Holy!" Su Mo said a rare foul mouth, and his face changed dramatically in an instant.

If it is said that he has been fighting in this ancient Ming time and space, among all the enemies of Su Mo, which one is the most threatening and makes him the most fearful, it is the old monk in front of him who seems to be harmless to humans and animals.

In the hands of this old monk, he can't beat and fight, he can't run, and he can't run away, it's completely a man-made knife and I am a fish, this feeling is simply too bad.

No, you have to find a way! Su Mo's eyes rolled slightly, and he looked to the left, the fat man was being entangled by the fierce general, although he was not inferior, but he couldn't tell the winner for a while, and he couldn't free his hand;

Skimming to the right, Zhuang Hu and Tang Meng were still lying unconscious on the ground. As for the pious apostle Ferdin, well, the one in the grass with his eyes closed and his shameful saliva remaining...... Forget it, don't count on it.

"Aha, hello monk, goodbye monk. The stiffness of his face suddenly turned into a smile on his face, like a blooming dog's tail flower, which is called enthusiasm.

Jia Man couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but then he saw the other party's eyes inadvertently glance behind him, and suddenly his heart moved, but he turned around abruptly without showing his face......

Hmm? Nobody?

The old monk reacted instantly, Huo Ran turned his head again, but saw a figure in the mountains and fields like a rabbit with an arrow, and even jumped out of the distance.

Jia Man looked expressionless, but the slightly trembling sleeves betrayed the true emotions in his heart.

Nima is so embarrassed! He was escaped by this little bastard by such a low-level means, how could the old monk be embarrassed?

"Amitabha—"

After a long proclamation of the Buddha's horn, and I didn't see how to exert force, the old monk's thin body suddenly rushed out, straight like a light smoke, and the extreme speed made it so that until a long time passed by others, the weeds below suddenly fell low and exploded a series of light sounds.

"What a bald donkey! Don't deceive my young master!" The movement here immediately attracted the attention of the fat man, and when he glanced at it, he had already seen the situation over there, and suddenly the fat man's soul was scattered.

Others didn't know the horror of the old monk, how could he not know? Although the two did not really fight each other that day, but between chasing and leaving, not only did they trap Su Mo, but he also chased him into the air, but in fact he was already defeated.

Now that Leng Buding is in this place, at this juncture, he saw this terrifying old monk appear again, and the fat man was scared and sweated at the same time, but he was also suddenly furious.

"Get out of here!"

Bang!

Drum up the strength of the whole body, without any fancy with the Mousse who rushed up again, a huge shock exploded, when the air wave surged, Moos's face changed greatly, only to feel that this blow was like the earth's upside down, I don't know how many times more than just now, the colliding fists instantly seemed to be torn apart, screamed, and even took the whole body involuntarily turned upside down.

The fat man didn't look at it, and with the force of this rebound, his fat waist twisted, and he chased in the direction where Su Mo and Jia Man were far away. After only two or three vertical jumps, the figure was gone.

Halfway up the mountain, Moose, who had tumbled all the way down, struggled to his feet, looked down at his torn hands, and his eyes showed a look of horror. The fat pig-like fellow was so powerful that Vic was so frightened that he didn't dare to shout lightly anymore.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally turned around and went down the mountain, retrieved Boris's head, and wrapped it in his coat. He carried the headless corpse of Boris on his back, looked left and right, looked for a direction, and ran away, and soon disappeared into the vast grassland.

At the foot of the mountain, the killing continues. On the mountain, Zhuang Hu, Tang Meng and Francisco were still unconscious, no one knew that there had been a super master here, and no one noticed that the eldest son of Su Mosu, as the coach, was gone at this time......

More than ten miles away from that small dirt mountain, Su Mo was running for his life with his head stuffy. poured all the energy into the life vitality in his mind, and tried his best to urge every outburst, and even the perspective of God was too late to open.

With the slight advantage of the successful ruse at the beginning, he was finally not captured without even a place to fight back like the last time. But even so, the maggot-like feeling behind him has always pressed him to death, without any signs of enlargement.

This is still the result of his ability to burst out of a teleportation from time to time, if there is no teleportation that is not working from time to time, I am afraid that he will be allowed to run ten miles earlier, and he will also be caught up by the old monk at this time.

This dead monk is simply a pervert, he still runs so fast at such an old age, is he a rabbit? Also, depressed, did Lao Tzu kill your parents, or did he hold your child in the well? Is it interesting to be so stubbornly entangled?

He was sweating profusely, running with a stuffy head that didn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, but he was scolding and aggrieved in his heart.

He didn't know that to the old monk, the Asura who was killed by him and He Niu'er was like his own child. Not to mention, he still has a great secret that the old monk dreamed of? In this way, who will he chase if he doesn't chase him to death?

In fact, what he didn't know was that although he felt that the old monk was a pervert, how could the old monk not be shocked by his speed?

When I first met Wuqing that day, I only vaguely felt that something was wrong with this person, but I never thought that it was such a strange method. It seems that the fact that Asura can die at his hands is not a coincidence or accident, but there is indeed a great secret.

As soon as he thought of the great secret in his conjecture, Jia Man's heart was hot, and all the miraculous teleportations were left behind, and his feet were strengthened again, and he chased after him fiercely.

If you dare to hurt my young master, the fat master will cramp and peel your skin, bruise your bones and scatter ashes......

Not far behind him, the fat man's angry roar came. Garman pursed his lips disdainfully, ignoring it at all. If scolding is useful, do you still use such hard work? I have already taken down the cunning imp in front of me.

As for the fat man in the back, Garman knew that he was definitely a master. But no matter how high the hand is, you have to catch up with yourself first and then say no. What's more, although this fat man is powerful, Jiaman is still not enough to block himself, at most, after he catches up, he just takes advantage of his unpreparedness to send it away, and it also saves him from making noise in the back and annoying people.

Thinking like this, Su Mo's shadow was tightly locked in front of him, but he slightly controlled the rhythm under his feet, and only took a speed that not only kept up with Su Mo in front of him, but also attracted the fat man to chase closer.

Sure enough, the three of them chased in a line, from noon to evening, and they didn't know how many miles they ran out, and finally the fat man behind chased Jia Man first.

It's just that after such a long time of desperate running, the fat man is really consumed, the heavy wheezing sound can be heard from afar, and his physical strength is already the lowest among the three.

Not only did he expend a lot of physical strength while running, but most importantly, he was fighting Moos, who was able to tear apart tigers and leopards. And as soon as he found out that Su Mo was in danger, he repelled Moose with force, and then chased after him without stopping, just that full force blow had actually caused him to be secretly injured.

And then in mid-air to turn to the pursuit, it seems to be mysterious and light, but in fact, it is another injury on top of injury. With such two superimpositions, coupled with such a long-distance run, the fat man at this moment is actually about to reach the end of the crossbow.

The fat man also knows his own affairs, in fact, the best way is to secretly slow down like Garman, as long as he maintains a speed that does not follow. Then breathe little by little, stabilize your injuries first, and wait until you have almost recovered, and then find a way to repel Garman.

But in that case, there is a variable, that is, "long nights and many dreams". Once Jiaman is not alone, as long as there is another subordinate who is about the same, he doesn't need to be too powerful, as long as he can hold himself back, then the young master will completely become a fish on the sticky board, and no one will be able to stop Jiaman from dealing with him.

As for saying that the young master is a member of the immortal family, an immortal master, well, the fat man knows it clearly, the so-called immortal master is also the identity of the young master before reincarnation, at least at this time, the young master is still just a mortal in the flesh, although the realm is superb, but his own cultivation is far from enough, and he can't even beat himself as a mortal.

So, no, we must not let that kind of accident happen! Even if it is not for the sake of the master's life, just the young master's affection for himself must not let the young master do any damage! Then, I can only fight!

The fat man's eyes showed a look of determination, he took a deep breath, and then accelerated forward sharply, and at the same time gathered the strength of his body, shouted, and his palms were like covers, and he slashed at Jia Man in front of him.

Rao is Jia Man has been prepared, at this moment can not help but show a solemn face, Huo suddenly paused under his feet, but also took a deep breath, his chest suddenly concave inward, and then exhaled and opened the sound, double * wrong, one punch upwards to meet the fat man's palms, and the other punch in the moment of fire, suddenly weirdly turned into soft, bent like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat, staggered the range of the fat man's palms, and hit the fat man's abdomen from the bottom up.

"Puts, Punch!"

The fat man in mid-air suddenly saw this change, and his complexion couldn't help but change greatly, and he exhaled wildly. When I thought about change again, it was too late, and my eyes couldn't help but show despair and madness.

Puqusi boxing, also known as Tianzhu snake palm, is an extremely ancient boxing method in Buddhism. According to legend, the Buddha took Tianzhu a kind of snake called "Puqusi" and created, the fist is unpredictable, the power is grand, and it is unpredictable.

Unexpectedly, I can't imagine that this old monk Jiaman has this kind of secret skill of Buddhism, not to mention that the fat man has reached the point of exhaustion at the moment, even when he met it in his heyday, I am afraid that it will be in a hurry and difficult to parry.

Let's go, death is death, but I don't know if I can help the young master. The fat man felt sad in his heart, but this sadness only flashed through his heart in an instant, and then turned into a crazy death intent. simply didn't care about the Naptus fist anymore, only filled the two palms that were sent out with three more points of strength, and blasted towards Jia Man without reservation.

Men pay each other, what a pity for life and death!

With this blow, the heavens and the earth changed color;

This blow is full of righteousness!