Chapter 1171: Blood-Clad Monk
The bamboo pole monster didn't speak, and the blackbearded warrior monk almost forgot.
He hurriedly told his subordinates, "After this monster hurts someone, hurt him again." β
"Yes. "The warrior monks are on standby.
"Up!" Blackbeard waved his hand, "Kill them and avenge your brothers!"
As soon as the words fell, "Kill!" came from the cave.
The bamboo pole monster turned around and saw that the person who stole the monk's food took the lead, holding a whistle stick to kill him.
Behind him, followed by the thief of the monk's wife, and then several prisoners who had been released.
After seeing the dense array of warrior monks standing in the courtyard, the person who stole the monk's food was stunned and at a loss for a while.
The person who stole the monk's daughter-in-law was about to overtake him, and the person who stole the grain had a flash of inspiration, "snap", and a whistle stick hit the person who stole the daughter-in-law's back.
"Kill!" the food thief did not forget to shout.
"Why are you beating me?" the man who stole his daughter-in-law looked up at him.
The grain thief did not explain, and waved a whistle stick on his shoulder, "Let you escape from prison, let you escape from prison, go back to me, go back to me!"
"I..."The one who stole the daughter-in-law just raised the whistle stick, and saw the number of warrior monks.
"Smack", the whistle stick fell to the ground.
"What, I'm out to hunt down these prison escapees, it's too unruly, and I don't take the masters seriously. Said the man who stole his daughter-in-law.
"Yes, yes. The man who came out after him chimed in.
"Now that the masters have stopped them, let's go back. "The one who steals his daughter-in-law and the one who steals the grain turns and goes back.
"Let's go back. The people who followed him also went to the cave.
"Hmph. The Blackbeard Warrior Monk snorted coldly, "Up!"
The monks gathered around the little monk.
The little monk made a gesture unequivocally, his hands were dotted with ten fingers, and all the monks around him were surrounded by blood-red flowers blooming.
The bamboo pole monster protects the little boy, since he doesn't do it, the monks naturally can't do it to him, as long as he follows the little monk.
When the old monk saw that the little monk was moving so fast, he was afraid that he would kill too many people.
His body flashed, like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant it swept through the crowd.
When he stood still, within five steps, there were no more monks standing, and all of them fell to the ground, unconscious.
Seeing that these two monks were so brave, the thief and the thief of grain were no longer afraid, picked up the whistle stick, and rushed out again......
They stood behind the little monk and cheered.
The old monk stretched his muscles and bones, very comfortable, he turned back to the little monk and said, "I'll open the way, don't do it." β
Kill with a shot, this little monk is simply a killing god.
The little monk didn't speak, but walked forward with his feet raised.
The monk's robe on his body had been drenched in blood, and he couldn't tell that it was a gray monk's robe.
"Blood-clothed monk! Hurry, the blood-clothed monk is coming, quickly retreat. A frightened monk shouted and stepped back.
For them, although the old monk is powerful and can be knocked down in an instant, he is only knocked unconscious, and there is no fear of his life.
This little monk is different, he only deals with one person at a time, and that person dies without life.
"Blood-clothed monk?" The bamboo pole monster glanced at the little monk, and the name was loud.
"You retreat from your uncle!" the blackbearded warrior monk shouted, "No one is allowed to retreat!
The monks were shouted by him, perhaps because they were frightened by the sword, and the trend of fleeing slowed down.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Blackbeard Warrior Monk led his men to retreat to the cramped alley and guard the retreat.
"Kill them!" the blackbearded monk pointed at the little monk, then turned and fled into the alley.
"Your uncle!"
The warrior monks scolded and rushed to the alley, trampling countless times at once, and screaming one after another.
The old monk didn't dare to enter the alleyway, for fear that after kicking people unconscious, the people in the back would trample the people in front to death, so he could only take care of the courtyard first.
The little monk walked straight to the alleyway, and anyone who dared to stop him would pierce it with one finger.
Soon, the alley was strewn with corpses, and blood stained the murals on the high walls on both sides of the alleyway red.
Before he died, a monk pointed to "Hell Change", "You, you, you can't kill me, kill, kill me, you will go to hell." β
He was greeted with a finger.
"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" the little monk looked at the afterglow in the monk's eyes, wiped away the blood stains on his face, and said softly.
"You, youβ" The monk fell to the ground.
The little monk continued to move forward.
At this time, the old monk finally knocked down the monk in the courtyard.
He caught up, flashed above the head of the little monk, and emptied the alley in an instant.
They came out unimpeded.
Outside, many monks gathered, and they held the sword and whistle stick tightly in their hands, but none of them dared to move forward.
The little monk took a step forward, and they took three steps back.
"What's going on?" a group of monsters walked in and looked at their clothes, just like the guards at the city gates.
The head monster is a pig demon, and the fat on the pig's face trembles.
After knowing what had happened, the pig demon despised the monk, "These people scared you out? β
He commanded his men and arrogantly said, "Arrest them." β
Without saying a word, the city guards drew their weapons and killed the little monks.
The old monk instantly kicked out and knocked the monsters unconscious.
However, there is a monster, perhaps because the brain circuit is different from that of people, and the old monk can't grasp it accurately, so that he is conscious and moans at the feet of the little monk.
"Poof!"
Blood flowers bloom on his head.
The pig demon panicked now, "Quick, go and invite the city lord and the host." β
The little monk ignored him and asked the people behind him who stole the grain, "Where is their granary?"
"I'm clear. The man said proudly, "Go out of the temple gate, turn to the west street, climb up a tree, and enter the west courtyard of the temple..."
"Let's go in the open. The Bamboo Pole Youkai interrupted him.
"Oh, then just go straight to the West Courtyard. The man said.
So they went to the West Courtyard again.
After a while, two horses rushed out of the west courtyard with a cart, and the little monks sat on it.
It was followed by a car, and several of them sat on it.
The two cars were piled with sacks of grain.
Under the watchful eyes of the city guards and the warrior monks, they went out into the street,
The little monk stuck his finger into the sack and let the food flow from the car to the street.
"Wow", many hungry beggars nested in the corner of the wall immediately gathered around, their eyes glowing green, and they picked up the wheat grains with their hands and stuffed them into their mouths.
Some ordinary people can't help but pick up wheat grains.
"Thisβ" The Blackbeard Warrior Monk was distressed, and they kept following the carriage.
"Okay, it's just a cart of food, it's better than life. "Besides, at the sound of an order, those men will have to obediently return the wheat they have picked." β
As for what the beggars eat, there is no return.
After all, these beggars are hungry and crazy, and at this time, if you kill him, he will have to eat.
"It's just a cartload of grain, that's a few hundred. "Blackbeard Warrior Monk is distressed.
"Don't worry, they won't be able to escape. The pig-headed leader pointed to the front of the carriage, "The demon guard has been dispatched. β
The Demon Guard is the elite of the elite among the city guards.
Now, in the field of vision, they immediately blocked the carriage in the street.
"Trust me, they're going to be caught. β
As soon as the pig's leader finished speaking, the old monk sitting on the horse instantly jumped up, knocked the demon guard unconscious, and returned to the carriage.
The flow of clouds and water does not affect the carriage forward.
"Uhhhh