The sound came from far and wide, echoing in the mountains, and a few black shadows quickly disappeared into the night.

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"Smack, smack!"

Walking to the fire and lifting the knife, Chen Dasheng unceremoniously smoked a few big-eared scrapers, and the fight was quite loud, and even Chen Dasheng himself felt a little painful.

However, the sleeping knife was as if he didn't know, leaving a few five-finger mountains on his face, and he still didn't wake up, now Chen Dasheng has no way, after all, he has only practiced martial arts for a few months, and he still knows little about work such as points, and the knife and Dorjee were obviously spotted in the sleeping hole, but Chen Dasheng didn't know how to solve it.

Although he knew where the sleeping acupoint was, he didn't know the method of solving the acupoint, so he didn't dare to rashly do it to the two of them, in case he accidentally hit the death acupoint, he directly poked the two people to death but it was more than worth the loss, and he didn't wake up the knife after a few slaps, Chen Dasheng simply gave up, or wait for their acupoints to unravel themselves.

Just like dragging a dead body, he dragged Dorjee and the knife to the fire, seeing that the two of them were breathing steadily, and the knife was still snoring slightly, Chen Dasheng put his mind at ease, and didn't care about them, he sat down directly against the fire, and slowly waited for the dawn to come.

Added some firewood to the fire, facing the jumping firelight, Chen Dasheng thought of the figure of the girl just now, he treated her like this, with the violent temper of that chick, I am afraid that he really killed himself, and he will inevitably find trouble for himself in the future, but he should not come to entangle himself again this way.

The Great Light Peak receded, and the Dry Wind Zen Monastery had already been frightened away by itself, and with only those small miscellaneous fish, it was no longer a threat to itself, and when the old Lama Duoji woke up, he climbed over this immeasurable mountain. Entering Tibet, that is the range of the power of the Putuo Palace, and the danger will be much less.

"Quack!"

After about two hours, when Chen Dasheng was a little groggy and wanted to sleep, there was a sudden shaking in the woods, and several night birds were crying in a panic. Soar into the air.

Suddenly awakened, Chen Dasheng frowned, tightened the big immortal stick in his hand, and shouted directly into the void, "Since you are here, why hide and hide, if you want to grab the treasure, come out together." ”

There is no doubt that there are people hidden in this mountain forest. Otherwise, it will not be shocking to fly wildly, Chen Dasheng knows very well in his heart, this time for the golden body of the living Buddha, there are definitely more than one or two, across this immeasurable mountain, it is not far from Tibet, this may be the last opportunity for them to start, if it is themselves. Will also choose to start here.

As soon as the words fell, a group of figures rushed out of the dense forest. First of all, an old man with a smoking gun, with a group of gun-wielding men behind him, Chen Dasheng took a closer look, and couldn't see the realm of this old man clearly, but he faintly felt that the strength of this old man should be similar to that of Yu Gong and Yu Po, look at what he was wearing. It's like a person from the Miao Jiang generation.

Immediately after that, several rays of light and shadow appeared in the light of the fire, two kendo priests in their fifties and sixties, a sturdy middle-aged man who was more than two meters tall and held two heavy hammers, and an old woman in white with a cane on her head.

Glance around. They are all masters, and none of them are Chen Dasheng who can see the realm clearly.

"I don't die a nameless ghost under the stick, if you don't want to die, get out of here, and if you want to die, sign up quickly." Chen Dasheng pointed obliquely at the long stick and said directly and proudly.

"There are a lot of people, but friends, we arrived first, don't rob me." The old man who took a cigarette gun first, looked left and right, and after smiling gloomily, he turned to Chen Dasheng and arched his hand pretendedly, "Old decay Tan Yaowu, the people in the rivers and lakes call Tan Qiye!" ”

"The Three Sages are like a shadow, and the king is like a shape!" The two Taoist priests immediately said.

"Bell!" The tall man's hammers collided with each other, colliding with a large cloud of sparks, and the piercing voice shocked people with goosebumps, and the urn said angrily to Chen Dasheng, "Loose cultivation, Wang Da Hammer." ”

"Wang Sledgehammer?"

Chen Dasheng's face twitched, this name was quite joyful, but it was also worthy of the two sledgehammers in his hands, and turned his face to look at the remaining woman in white with her hair scattered, "Old woman, what do you call it?" ”

"Ahem!"

When the old woman heard this, she seemed to want to reply, but she couldn't help coughing violently.

"Boy, her name is Sima Lan, known as the Kunshan poisonous woman, you can't be from Mars, right? If you don't know us, you don't even know this old lady? Tan Qi said tauntingly, with a deep contempt for Chen Dasheng between his words, and even more contempt for the old woman.

"Tan Qi, take care of your mouth!" The old woman coughed twice, and said to Tan Qi a little unkindly, obviously very unhappy with Tan Qi's tone.

"Whether I'm from Mars or not, you don't care, who are you, I'm not interested in knowing the way, anyway, you will all be dead people in a while, let you sign up, it's just that you don't want to kill the nameless!" Chen Dasheng had a cold smile on his face.

"It's really a toad yawning, such a big breath, they all say that you are strong, I, Tan Qi, really want to learn today." Tan Qi listened to Chen Dasheng's words, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Along the way, there were rumors among them who were trackers, and the young man in front of him was very strong, and there were even rumors that the evil monk Dingguang had died at his hands, but they didn't believe it too much, after all, the rumors were rumors, and they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, and everyone would doubt that this person was so young, even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, he would definitely not reach the level of the rumors.

Compared with rumors, they believe that seeing is believing, and in their opinion, rumors must be exaggerated, such a purpose is completely to scare away some timid people, what kind of bold people are they, although the evil monk Dingguang is notorious, but in their eyes, it is just a slightly stronger opponent, let them meet, they can also be killed.

A fifth-level martial artist, even if he is against the sky, how much can he be against the sky? Several people, like most people, have been misled by Chen Dasheng's pitifully weak realm.

"Give it to me!"

Tan Qi is a ruthless master, he didn't have any politeness with Chen Dasheng at all, he waved his hand directly, and the gun-wielding men behind him stepped forward, and without saying a word, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Chen Dasheng and pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were bursts of explosions, and Chen Dasheng was instantly in the rain of bullets, and one bullet after another crossed a faint trajectory and rushed straight towards Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng had already taken precautions, the long stick danced like a gust of wind, the sound of gold and iron with a bell, sparks flew everywhere, and the bullets were actually blocked alive, and occasionally one or two passed through the protection, but they were also blocked by the white cloud immortal robe, and they could not cause any damage to Chen Dasheng at all.

"Boom!"

Tianlong fingered, quickly pointed out a few fingers, pointed to death, a total of eight big men, didn't even snort, directly by Tianlong's finger qi through the chest, one after another fell to the ground, dead can no longer die.

"Huh?"

Tan Qi's eyes flashed with surprise, he didn't expect Chen Dasheng to be so brave, and he didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out a black object from the cigarette pouch that straddled his waist and threw it directly towards Chen Dasheng.

The guns are all in use, this can't be a grenade, right? In a hurry, Chen Dasheng didn't have time to identify, he didn't use a stick to draw, but directly dodged sideways.

Sou!

There was wind in his ears, and when the black thing flew to Chen Dasheng's side, it suddenly turned a corner, and with lightning speed, it was directly stuck to Chen Dasheng's neck.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, Chen Dasheng felt a pain in his neck, and reflexively grabbed the thing in his hand, only to find out what kind of grenade it was, it was obviously a very round scorpion, shiny pliers, sharp stingers, and a pair of almost transparent wings on his back.

As soon as Chen Dasheng was in pain, as soon as his hand was loosened, the scorpion immediately fell to the ground, flipped its wings twice, and soon flew back into Tan Qi's hands.

There is a small bloody eye on the index finger, which hurts like penicillin when he was a child, and then he can touch a small eye on his neck, Chen Dasheng's eyes can't help but have a thick hideous light, and he was actually plotted by this guy. (To be continued......)