I have to say that this kind of play is what Daokong monks dare to use.

Because of this kind of close-quarters play, if you use it for Xiao Hang, you directly sell your flaws to others. was caught by Kenki Fujii and flawed. With the strength of others, if you slap your body, you will be seriously injured if you don't die, and you can basically lay the foundation for victory.

But Daokong Monk is not afraid, hey, you fight, you fight casually. It's like acting in a TV series, if you have the ability, you can beat it according to your head, and you see if Lao Tzu's eyes will blink

Fujii Jianshu is quite smart, knowing that it is useless to fight Daokong Monk, so he doesn't plan to entangle with Daokong Monk at all, but Daokong Monk's kraft candy-like style of play doesn't know if he went back to practice again after using it last time, and his experience is obviously much richer than last time.

Fujii Jianshu was stunned in front of the Daokong monk's style of play, and he didn't have any tricks at all. I want to break free, but I can't break free, and there is no way to do it.

"Lord Xiao Hang, Lord Baohua Palace, the two of you hurry up and seize the opportunity." Monk Daokong yelled.

"Despicable" Lin Baohua had already arrived, but she didn't rush to make a move, but after glancing at Daokong Monk, she said disdainfully.

Monk Daokong looked embarrassed.

This can also be called despicable

Xiao Hang could understand the grievances of Daokong Monk, but he would not be as poisonous as Lin Baohua, but directly charged his fist and smashed it towards Fujii Jianshu's body.

Fujii Jianshu's pupils contracted, his face was pale, and he even used the strength to breastfeed, and he was stunned to resist Xiao Hang's fist with the arm of Daokong Monk.

Being able to resist this fatal blow, Fujii Jianshu can be said to be in a cold sweat.

It's just that before he could catch his breath, Lin Baohua's silver needle suddenly pounced.

It can be said that it is a serial offensive.

This made Fujii Jianshu's tears of fright, and he didn't know where the second power burst out, and he actually took the Daokong monk and used the characteristics of the glove to resist Lin Baohua's silver needle.

However, when he defended twice and was exhausted, Xiao Hang didn't give this guy any time to breathe, and the bang punch was already coming.

"No" Fujii Jianshu saw Xiao Hang's fist falling, and his face was so frightened that there was no blood at all.

bang

A thud of a fist slamming into his chest.

The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body seemed to have been hit hard, and his eyes were no longer bright.

Xiao Hang knew that it was not enough to solve this Fujii Jianshu with one fist, and when Fujii Jianshu was at his most confused, another hand knife fell and hit this Fujii Jianshu's head.

The head is undoubtedly a very weak place in the human body. For a master who has not practiced the incorruptible body of King Kong, even if the comprehension is seamless, the head is very fragile.

Any place can accept the great force, but the head can't, the head is pierced by the huge force, the light is stupid, and the heavy one dies.

The fall of this hand knife has almost doomed the end of Fujii Jianshu.

Fujii swordsmanship was trapped to death by the monk Daokong.

The next moment, Monk Daokong clearly noticed the change in the temperature of Fujii Kenki's body.

From the normal temperature of the human body, to the temperature of a corpse.

"Whew"

Monk Daokong was tired and sweaty, and let go of this Fujii Jianshu.

The next moment, Fujii fell to the ground.

"Finally dead." Xiao Hang was also particularly surprised.

You know, he was not at ease enough this time, and even Lin Baohua called over.

If Lin Baohua hadn't been called over today, this Fujii Jianshu, with the strength of him and Daokong Monk, it would be no problem to defeat the other party, and it would not be easy to kill the other party.

"It's not easy to kill the top five characters in this Soul Burial Society." Monk Daokong folded his hands and recited a few words of kindness, as if he wanted to make up for his mistake of indirectly killing people just now.

Xiao Hang squatted down and looked at Fujii Jianshu's body.

Lin Baohua and Xiao Hang's movements were the same, pulling up her hair, and looking at Fujii Jianshu's pair of gloves with bright eyes: "These gloves are very strange." ”

"Indeed, the gloves that can crack your sharp needle and thread are not ordinary treasures." Xiao Hang echoed.

Lin Baohua looked at the corpse expressionlessly, as if she had a habit of cleanliness, and she didn't want to touch it, even if the gloves were extremely precious, she didn't mean to take them off. "This glove should be a precious glove used by ancient emperors when hunting, you don't have a sword now, take it down."

Monk Daokong read it clean at this time, and also looked at Fujii Jianshu's gloves, and then said solemnly: "No, if the poor monk guessed correctly, this should be the gloves that Tang Shaosong used when he was young. ”

"Tang Shaosong, the founder of Tang Lianshou," Xiao Hang asked.

"Yes, this glove is said to have been made by Tang Shaosong when he was young, and with his Tang Lian's hands, it is simply invincible in the world. This glove, if the poor monk remembers correctly, should be called the Red Lotus Glove, you see, there is also a red lotus symbol on this glove. This glove was handed down as a logistics of the Tang Sect inheritance. ”

Monk Daokong squinted his eyes slightly: "I used to see that demon girl use it when I was young, and the last time I fought with that demon girl, I was still curious why that demon girl didn't wear this pair of gloves." If the demon girl had this glove that day, Xiao Hang's benefactor would not have defeated her so easily. Now this glove is in this man's hand, what is the matter?"

Xiao Hang didn't understand what was going on: "Could it be that he stole gloves to save his son this time?"

"It's really not impossible." Monk Daokong felt that his words were reasonable, and he agreed with Xiao Hang's words.

Xiao Hang didn't know, he guessed casually, and he really guessed correctly.

This red lotus glove is Liu Zhen's treasure, just to avoid being suspected of her identity. When she was in the Four Ghost Gate, she never wore these gloves, but kept them in the base of the Soul Burial Society. After being seriously injured by Xiao Hang, Liu Zhen returned to the burial soul to recuperate, and she didn't pay attention to these gloves.

But he didn't want to, in order to save his son, Fujii Jianshu brought out Liu Zhen's personal treasures. Fujii Jianshu thought that his son was rescued and went to the holy woman to plead guilty, where could he think of this glove, and finally fell into Xiao Hang's hands.

"This is the will of God, no matter why the demon girl left her gloves in the hands of this person, now that the demon girl has no gloves, her strength is greatly reduced, haha, it's really providence." Monk Daokong was overjoyed: "Mr. Xiao Hang, I think this glove is more suitable for you." ”

"Lin Baohua, don't you want it, you need a pair of gloves too." Xiao Hang asked.

"Dirty stuff." Lin Baohua didn't think about it, and directly left such a sentence.

This gave Xiao Hang a headache.

Well, you don't hate dead people's dirty, I don't.

This red lotus glove should not be white.

Xiao Hang didn't have so many words, so he directly took off the glove, and then observed it carefully.

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