"Vientiane Fist" is inherently the martial arts technique of "Xianzhenmen", so when the monster sees Gentleness opening the posture of "Vientiane Fist", it will think that Gentleness is a disciple of "Xianzhenmen".

"Isn't it? It seems that you, a human monk, are stealing the martial arts of the sect?"

The monster glared at his disgusting eyes in disbelief, a girl with a low cultivation level actually dared to steal the martial arts of the "Xianzhenmen"?

Bold woman!

"Less!"

Wen Rou didn't have time to continue to spend time with the Warcraft, the yellow sand in this land was long, and the temperature was quite high, not to mention that she still had the task given to her by Wen Xiao, how could she spend time on a Warcraft.

"Just relying on your cultivation of the body quenching mirror can't hurt me in the slightest. ”

The monster looked at Gentleness without hesitation and disdain, as if he could trample Gentleness under his feet as long as he moved his feet, and Gentleness was like an ant in his eyes.

"Try it and find out. ”

Without saying much nonsense, he immediately stomped on the ground with one foot, and rushed towards the demonic beast with both fists.

Two surging fist winds swirled in the long yellow sand, stirring the yellow sand and flying all over the sky, blurring his eyes.

The view is slightly obstructed, which is a fatal crisis for gentleness. Having never fought in a place covered with yellow sand, Gentleness began to feel uncomfortable.

Hiss!

The monster's fists slashed towards Gentle's shoulders, and a crispy tingling sensation came over Gentle's shoulders.

Wen Rou didn't dare to slack off a little, ignoring the sudden crispy numbness on his shoulder, and continued to wave his fist at the demonic beast.

The monster smirked, and then continued to wave his fist and attack Wen Rou.

Because at this time, the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, blurring the gentle eyes, and in addition to the gentleness, he found that the crispy numb feeling on his shoulders was actually spreading to his whole body, which was strange.

But now that he is fighting with the devil, where is there any spare time to pay attention to the crispy and numb feeling on his body, and gently raise his foot and attack the monster with a roundabout kick.

With a swing of his hands, his body moved violently, and he smashed into the demonic beast fiercely.

Bang!

The demonic beast was still unresponsive, and he was able to resist the attack of the gentle quenching mirror with his body, but he could imagine how tough his body was.

There was no breach or pain in his body, and in the eyes of the monster, the blow that Wen Rou had just hit was just tickling himself, and there was no pain at all.

The yellow sand flew in the sky again, seeing that his attack was of no use to the Warcraft, and he didn't know what to do, so he couldn't keep spending it with the Warcraft.

"Where is the green liquor monster running!"

At this time, a white crane flew in the sky and stopped in the sky above the gentle ones.

I saw a thin, short, white-robed man jumping down from the crane and landing directly in front of Gentle, blocking Gentleness.

"It's you again, you little human friar, why are you so difficult. ”

Seeing that the Daoist was standing in front of the gentle, the demonic beast immediately said helplessly.

The white-clothed monk glanced at the demonic beast with cold eyes, and then glanced at the gentleness who was blocked behind him, and said coldly:

"If you don't have the strength, don't come to the Demon Domain, and kill yourself. ”

Being counted down by a man who looks like a little white face, no one will be happy, not to mention that if it weren't for Wen Xiao, she wouldn't have come to this ghost place.

The white-clothed monk didn't give Gentle a second look, and turned his gaze to the beast.

Without too much nonsense, the whitefriar's hands were spread out, and his mouth was muttering some unintelligible language.

Sizzle, fizz, hiss.........

Immediately, from behind the whitefriar, a white flying sword suddenly flew up into the air, swishing and flashing with white light.

The white sword flew into the air and stopped when it rose about ten meters, and then the white-clothed monk put his hands on top of his head and folded them.

"The sword of the devil, proud of the common people. ”

The white flying sword suddenly seemed to have life, and the white light flashed suddenly, heading towards the demonic beast.

The monster did not panic, and instantly spit out a mouthful of green smoke from its mouth. The smoke flew towards the white-clothed monk, only to see the white flying sword enveloped in an instant.

The monks who can control the flying sword are often those who have already stepped into the eightfold body quenching mirror, and with such a strong strength, it is no wonder that in the eyes of others, they don't take the little fivefold monk of the body quenching mirror seriously.

There was not the slightest hint of envy in Gentle Rou's eyes, but he paid serious attention to the battle between the white-clothed monk and the demonic beast. For Gentleness, what she lacks most now is combat experience.

She had never seen the battle between the Monster and the Monk today, and this was a good learning opportunity for her.

Gentle didn't dare to be sloppy in the slightest, and watched the battle between the white-clothed monk and the demonic beast with straight eyes.

I don't know what's going on, but when the green gas from the demonic beast's mouth comes into contact with the white monk's white flying sword, it will disintegrate.

The white flying sword collided in mid-air with the green gas that was constantly spitting out of the demonic beast's mouth.

Zizi Zizizi......

Every time the green gas collided with the white flying sword, a trace of electric light would be emitted from the middle, and although the sun was shining now, the electric light could still be clearly seen.

The yellow sand began to wreak havoc in midair, blocking their eyes, and they stood gently behind the whitefriar, but their eyes were still obscured by the yellow sand.

After fighting the monster for a while, Gentle can still understand how difficult it is to fight in the barren desert, once the battle begins, the yellow sand will begin to fill the surroundings, blurring the vision of the eyes and weakening the fighting ability.

The whitefriar's eyes were obscured by the yellow sand, and he immediately took a few steps back, raised his left and lightly touched his forehead.

"Open your eyes, now!"

Multiply!

Suddenly, a white light appeared on the white-clothed monk's forehead, approaching the yellow sand in the sky.

In an instant, the whitefriar's eyes were no longer a blurry patch of yellow sand, but clearer, and the visibility was much higher than that of the naked eye.

"I didn't expect you to be able to get Opened Eyes as a human monk, but you overestimated yourself, and if other high-ranking monks saw that you had Opened Eyes, then it would be your time of death. ”

Although the Demon Beast was surprised that the white-clothed monk actually had a kind of eyes that the monks wanted very much that could see through what the naked eye could not see, but the strength of the white-clothed monk had not yet stepped into the Huadan Mirror, and he exposed his treasure to others so early, which could only be remembered by people with ill intentions.

"The only people who can see my open eyes are you, the monster, and this waste nun, don't worry, you will all die, and then there will be no one who can leak this secret. The whitefriar said coldly.