Zhao Shun saw that Master Huang was protecting Luo Weishu, and he was far away from Nangong Kanno and the monster group, so he simply played the master's shelf, and sat on a stone slab to watch the two apprentices perform.

The two girls received Zhao Shun's encouragement, and they were immediately full of joy, jumping up and down in the group of monsters, and immediately destroyed two more monsters.

Zhao Shun's appearance was just a matter of two sips of tea, and the two girls killed six monsters in a hip-hop, and Nangong Kanno couldn't stand it.

shouted: "The three King Kongs, what are you doing stupidly, first cripple Luo Weishu for me!"

The three monsters, which were three times larger than ordinary people, immediately surrounded Luo Weishu and the eight girls.

"Huh?"

Zhao Shun was startled and hurriedly got up, but he was a step too late.

Master Huang, who was sitting next to Luo Weishu, suddenly jumped out, stood in front of Luo Weishu, pulled out his lunge, protected his face with his right palm, and guarded his left fist.

However, it looked like a hand dance, and the posture was very funny, but the voice was very confident: "Zhao Zhutou, you deal with other monsters, these three skeletons will be handed over to Lao Huang and me!"

The three monsters didn't take the dry old man Master Huang in their eyes at all, and walked over with a swagger.

Master Huang looked left and right, puffing out his eyes like a cat, and his ears were flapping.

When the three monsters got closer to a distance of two meters, they suddenly pulled out the two-foot-long cigarette stick from the back of their necks.

With a flick of his hand, the pipe immediately grew to five feet long, and the pipe, which used to be the size of a thumb, was as big as a bowl in an instant.

Master Huang's figure flashed, and the person disappeared.

A cloud of light and shadow swayed, and only a few "dong dong" could be heard, and the pipes with a large bowl of cylinders jumped up and down, directly hitting the heads of the three monsters.

A ghostly cry sounded, and the three monsters fell to the ground, and soon appeared in their original form as skeletons.

On the other side, Zhao Shun took two girls dressed in red and one blue, and instantly got involved in the monster group, and destroyed four monsters.

In just half a cup of tea, thirteen of the twenty-seven monsters brought by Nangong Kanno were destroyed.

Luo Weishu didn't know martial arts originally, but he still embodied the demeanor of a big man, and circled around the eight girls.

Jueming, on the other hand, sat on the stone slab and meditated quietly, muttering the scriptures that he could not understand clearly.

At this time, Nangong Kanno couldn't hold his breath.

Raised his hand and danced, and caught a whisk of dust out of thin air.

With a wave, the ponytail floated long, about to wrap around Luo Weishu's neck.

"Adult ......"

Master Huang and Zhao Shun, who were fighting, were unexpected, and shouted loudly.

Originally, I saw that Nangong Sugano was five zhang away from Luo Weishu, but Master Huang and Zhao Shun were closer to Luo Weishu, so I didn't expect Nangong Sugano to make such a trick.

If you want to hit the dust or rescue Luo Weishu, it's too late.

Seeing that Luo Weishu's neck was about to be entangled in the dust, he saw that he suddenly leaned to the side, and it was Jueming who took his place.

"Whoa......

The white ponytail instantly stuck in Jueming's neck.

"Little master!"

Luo Weishu shouted, quickly stood up, and desperately tore the ponytail.

At this time, Zhao Shun pounced on Nangong Kanno.

Nangong Kanno took advantage of the situation to pull the dust and threw Jueming to the ground.

He wanted to strangle him not because of Jueming, but because of Luo Weishu.

But Jueming grabbed the ponytail stubbornly, and his body was dragged out of a distance of five meters by Nangong Kanno.

Zhao Shun rushed to Nangong Mengjianye's side, and with one move Mount Tai pressed the top, and smashed his fists into Nangong Kanno's head.

Nangong Kanno's body was crooked and dodged, and he kicked at Zhao Shun with a move.

Zhao Shun dodged a somersault in the three-meter air, supported the ground with both hands, and alternated his feet, like a pair of scissors flying quickly, and "cut" towards Nangong Kanno's upper body.

Nangong Kanno was suddenly shocked, and had to let go of the dust whisk in his hand and free his hand to deal with Zhao Shun.

Luo Weishu hurriedly ran over to pick up Jueming, and was immediately shocked.

The horsetail silk that whisked the dust was wrapped around Jueming's neck, and most of it had been embedded in the flesh, and when he pulled it gently, the flesh was like a sharp blade, revealing Qi Xin's half-inch-deep wound.

Jueming's throat had been severed, and blood was bubbling out.

"Little Master......

Luo Weishu's voice was hoarse, and tears welled up.

Jueming covered his throat with both hands, and the words he said were already indistinct: "My lord...... Jue Ming...... Greed...... Sin deserves death...... Can I protect ...... Protecting Adults...... And die, enlightened...... Die without regrets!"

As soon as his head tilted, he lost his breath.

"Enlightened ......"

Luo Weishu was not so fragile originally, but after a thousand years, Jueming was the first person to die because of him.

Originally, Nangong Kanno was also a thousand-year-old Taoist, and Jueming was a monk.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been soaked in demonic souls, he wouldn't have done this to Jueming.

Nangong Kanno cultivated with Liu Yuji in the Ghost Valley of Binzhou in his early years, and later the Demon and Netherworld destroyed the Spirit Kingdom and occupied the Cloud Ridge.

And the ghost valley and the Lingshan are adjacent, one day, Nangong Kanno ignored Liu Yuji's dissuasion, entered the Lingshan without authorization to find the immortal Dao method, but unexpectedly bumped into one of the seven demons under the demon seat, confused his mind, and brought him into the demon world.

The demon promised to give him a thousand years of immortal life, let him lurk in Qingzhou, and pass on information to the demon world at any time.

In this way, Nangong Kanno became a spy in the demon world.

Such a monster with a thousand-year-old magic naturally didn't take Zhao Shun seriously. Unexpectedly, because of the light enemy, he lost thirteen cadres at once.

Nangong Kanno was suddenly angry, his body was short, and he rolled over to avoid Zhao Shun's "scissor feet", and was ready to catch the dust that fell to the ground.

Here, Master Huang easily solved the three old skeletons, and was about to knock on the heads of a few more demonic beasts, but saw that Nangong Kanno had already picked up the dust, and with a distance of one zhang and two, he raised his hand and waved, and Jueming's head rolled down from his neck.

With a flick of his wrist, the bloody horsetail flew towards Luo Weishu's neck.

Master Huang didn't have time to think about it, and immediately threw out the cigarette stick in his hand.

There was a "whirring" wind, and the cigarette stick flew in front of Luo Weishu, and was entangled in the dust ponytail, saving Luo Weishu.

A phantom floated over, and Master Huang grabbed the cigarette stick in his hand.

In this way, the dust of more than three zhang long, one end is in the hands of Nangong Kanno, and the other end is in the hands of Master Huang, and the two of them are like tug-of-war.

If you exert yourself hard here, you will stumble a few steps forward that way, and if you exert yourself hard that way, you will stumble on this side.

The stalemate between two sips of tea is not a winner.

I really admire the inextricably linked ponytail, and I can actually withstand these two thousand-year-old monsters is tearing.

Master Huang is Master Huang, after all, he is from the Spirit Clan, and he has been a master in the Yang Realm for hundreds of years, and he has a lot of brains.

Just when Nangong Kanye was dragging the dust hard, Master Huang suddenly let go.

The cigarette butt that came to the bowl suddenly flew over and smashed heavily on Nangong Kanno's head.

The stinky Taoist priest was caught off guard and was immediately smashed to the ground.

Zhao Shun on the side flew into the air above Nangong Kanno's body, and he was about to smash his elbow down.

No matter where this elbow hits Nangong Kanno, it will smash him to pieces.

Just when Zhao Shun was only a measuring distance from Nangong Kanno's chest, a sudden yin wind blew and flew Zhao Shunzhen two feet away.

The body slammed into a boulder.

A mouthful of vicious blood spurted out, and Zhao Shun saw a tall figure in front of him.