Although Xuanbo is not a martial arts master, he still has some foundation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She watched the middle-aged monk and Scarface fighting back and forth, and the two were equal in terms of martial arts strength, but when it came to the determination to make a desperate bet, it was obvious that the middle-aged monk was superior.

I saw that the middle-aged monk's long sword was stabbing at the vital point of Scarface everywhere, and every time he stabbed it, he would do his best, leaving no back, putting his own safety aside, completely disregarding.

In contrast, Scarface's attack is much more to worry about, and in addition to attacking the middle-aged monk, he has to leave room to defend himself in every move, so that there is not much room for his tricks to play.

The two of them under the tree fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, and Scarface gradually became passive, leaving only the ability to parry.

At this time, the panting Scarface said to the middle-aged monk: "Fourth, they are all their own brothers, just sprinkle it if you are angry, you really kill it?" ”

The middle-aged monk didn't answer, his eyes were on fire, like crazy, and one move was as fast as a move.

Scarface was also a little anxious, and shouted hoarsely, "You're stupid, you!" The woman is dead, but we have a spare woman. This person has come, and you and she can still dress up as Pure Dust and Whirlwind. ”

"It's useless for you and me to waste time here, you better go and find that room, if you can't find that room, not only will you and I have to die, but even your senior brother and brother, those people who have a little connection with you, which one can live until tomorrow?"

When the middle-aged monk heard him say this, his expression was slightly stunned, and he hesitated. At this point, he was caught by the sharp-eyed Scarface, and he took advantage of the middle-aged monk's hesitation for a moment, took out a silver dart from his waist and threw it at the middle-aged monk's face.

Xuan Bo could really see it on the tree, and he knew that most of the middle-aged monks who were dart couldn't dodge it. She subconsciously exclaimed, although her mouth was covered and she couldn't scream, but the Jingchen behind her really felt her emotional changes.

"This is the infighting between enemies, the matter of dog-biting dog-eat-dog, the princess usually looks very sensible and sensible, why is she worried about that middle-aged monk now, it's really ridiculous!"

Jingchen glanced at Xuanbo coldly, and covered Xuanbo's mouth tighter, afraid that she would make a cold sound after a while, and be discovered by the two people who were fighting under the tree.

It is said that the middle-aged monk saw Scarface's hand move, and a cold light came towards his right eye. He shouted in his heart, no! I had to dodge to the side with all my might, but the speed and strength of this dart were so fast that the middle-aged monk dodged his eyes, but not his ears.

The sharp dart grazed the middle-aged monk's eye socket and flew out, cutting a wide hole in his sideburns. This is not the end, the speed of the bloodstained dart did not decrease at all, and it instantly pierced the middle-aged monk's right ear......

Listening to the sound of "poof", this dart tore off the middle-aged monk's right ear, and with a bloody light, it fell to the ground in an arc.

At this time, half of the middle-aged monk's face was covered with blood. He didn't say a word, and without hesitation, he raised his sword and stabbed Scarface. Scarface saw that he had been so badly injured that he didn't rest for a moment before he killed him again, knowing that this person must have made up his mind to die.

As the saying goes, robbers are afraid of death. Scarface looked at the dead man in front of him who was covered in blood, his eyes were glazed, and he wanted to die with him, and his heart was a little drumming.

He raised his knife and slashed away from the sword that the middle-aged monk stabbed at him, and then raised his knife to slash at the right half of the middle-aged monk's body, and the middle-aged monk returned his hand to block the blade.

Then, Scarface jumps onto the wall. The middle-aged monk didn't say a word, his feet touched the ground, and he followed, and fought with Scarface on the wall.

Seeing this scene on the tree, Jingchen twisted his long eyebrows slightly, and secretly thought: "I have to say, although this scarface acts in a bad way, he has a lot of combat experience. He knew that the middle-aged monk was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of death, and the two sides were going to make a move, and it was difficult for Scarface to get ahead. ”

"So, he chose to fight in a narrow place like the wall, the middle-aged monk was injured just now, bleeding all over his face, it will affect his eyesight somewhat, and in the battle at the wall, Scarface took advantage of it."

Moreover, the blood vessels on the ears were dense, and although the middle-aged monk held his breath in his heart and rushed forward regardless of it, fighting at the head of the wall consumed more physical strength. Physical exertion causes the heart to beat faster to deliver oxygen throughout the body, which increases the amount of bleeding from the wounds of middle-aged monks. ”

"In this case, even if the middle-aged monk is beaten with iron, there is a moment when the blood is dry, so Scarface will take advantage of it."

"In this life-and-death battle, two points can already determine the winner."

Jingchen watched Scarface retreat while fighting, jumping up and down the walls and rooftops, running farther and farther, while the middle-aged monk chased after him with a sword without saying a word.

Seeing that they had run away, Jingchen put down the hand covering the swirling mouth.

As soon as the restraints on Xuanbo's body were loosened, she immediately turned around, looked at Jingchen with resentment, and raised her hand to give him a slap.

Jingchen was tall, and he didn't need to use force to block it, he just straightened up and raised his head, and Xuanbo's hand couldn't reach his face, so he had to dance in the air in vain.

This made Xuanbo even more annoyed, and just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard Jingchen say coldly: "You and I are going to be replaced by gangsters, princess, do you still have the kung fu to play tricks and embroider legs here?" "Pros

When he said this, the whirlwind suddenly woke up. She said with a panicked face, "That's right! Who are these people, just now they said that they would find a room after infiltrating Chongzenji Temple. ”

Jingchen's face was as cold as frost, he didn't even look at the swirling waves, but said, "Follow me." ”

The people I see on weekdays all nod at her, where have I seen Jingchen's cold and dragging look? She glared at Jingchen fiercely, and thought to herself, "Who is putting on a stinky face to show you?" ”

"Although everyone knows that you are the confidant of the concubine in the harem, you don't need to look at people with your nostrils. I'm also the eldest princess of the house. If you tell me to follow, will I follow? ”

Thinking of this, Xuanbo sat on the branch with a lonely face and did not move, glanced at Jingchen obliquely, and said a clear meaning with that expression: "Come and beg me!" ”

Jingchen was about to fly and jump off the tree, his hand grabbed behind him, and unexpectedly, he didn't catch anything. Jingchen turned his head in surprise, just in time to see Xuanbo's cold and arrogant expression.

"Hmph." Jingchen sneered in his heart, then turned around neatly, jumped off the tree without hesitation, and walked away.