The devil who was beaten went directly to see the emperor, because the sapper shovel Li Feng was holding in his hand was very sharp, and there was no big problem with cutting off half of the devil's head.

The rest of the devils couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this fat man suddenly go crazy, originally they thought that the fat man was just an ordinary tomb robber.

It's normal to see tomb robbers here, and they don't know how many they encounter along the way, and if they have to kill each one with a knife, they don't know how much effort it will take.

And once the tomb robbers knew that someone was going to kill them, it would be embarrassing if they got together.

Although the devils think that the tomb robbers are not their opponents, these guys who have been in the tombs all the year round have more or less some secrecy skills, and if they gather together to engage in some conspiracies, the devils may not be able to parry.

Therefore, when they see ordinary tomb robbers, they ignore them and just do what they have to do.

But I didn't expect that this time the boat capsized in the gutter, and a fat man with a sapper shovel knocked their people directly on the door.

The little fat man shoveled the sapper on the stone wall at this time and knocked it, and the devil's meat residue on it was wiped off by him, and then he looked at the devil in front of him with some disdain and said:

"Who dares to look down on Lao Tzu, do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

Ma Laosi shrank behind the wall again, ready to flee for his life at any time, this dead fat man was too bold, and he dared to kill the devil directly.

The little devil Ziyi reacted when she saw this fat man so arrogant, pointing at the fat man and shouting:

"Hack him to death for me."

Li Feng always feels that the current situation is like a street fight, there is no pleasure of killing the enemy on the battlefield at all, the difference between the two is too big, one is a child playing at home, the other is fighting for the country, and his own sentiments are different.

Why does it sound so bad in the mouths of these devils?

A devil slashed at Li Feng with a katana, the little fat man held a sapper shovel in one hand and a knife in the other.

The katana slashed at the brass mace, only to hear a sonorous sound, the little devil, the knife and the person were all shaken out several steps, and the tiger's mouth was a little numb.

Li Feng looked at the person holding the copper mace and couldn't help but be stunned, and then asked in a low voice:

"Master, this weapon is good, can you lend me it?"

The big bald head looked at Li Feng sideways, then shook his head again, and said:

"No way!"

"Why?"

"The brass is too heavy, and it's not easy for you to wield it."

"Fart, my arms are strong, too."

"Then you try?"

"Just try!" Li Feng took the copper hammer and just wanted to fight with the devil, but the weight in his hand was really a bit ......

Feeling that the weight of this copper mace was indeed extraordinary, Li Feng took it back again, and said to the big bald head with a flattering smile on his face:

"Hehe, master, you should come!"

The big bald head made a weird expression at this time, as if to say: Heh, I said you couldn't do it earlier!

There is no way, the weight of this weapon is indeed extraordinary, if it is a protracted battle, Li Feng will definitely not be able to stand it.

can only let this big bald head despise it, and when he goes back, just put some laxatives in his meals, let him pull it for half a month, and then all revenge will be avenged.

Just when Li Feng was thinking so, the bald head suddenly handed a black thing to Li Feng and said:

"This one is for you!"

Before Li Feng could reply, the big bald head rushed out, picked up the copper shovel in his hand and smashed it hard.

The little devils' katana itself is not suitable for slashing, and the light and flexible blade is designed to cut people between gestures, and they will not fight people if they don't have to.

But now it's different, this old monk's strength is too powerful, and the hundreds of pounds of copper mace in his hand are like bamboo poles, waving very casually, it is simply Qin Qiong's regeneration.

Li Feng felt that these five devils were definitely not the opponents of the big bald head, so he took a closer look at the things in his hand, and found that the big bald head handed him a knife with a scabbard.

Walked to the side of Shitai, stuck the torch on the wall, and then pulled out the knife to take a look, only to find that the whole body of the knife was black, and there were wave-like ripples on the blade, which looked very clear, and it was also very dark and murderous.

"What a knife!"

The little devil's knife-making skills are indeed not bad, and it is possible to surpass China to a large extent in this regard, so it is not unusual to have a good knife.

But what Li Feng is strange about is that there seems to be a spring-like mark engraved on this knife, anyway, it is very twisted, and Li Feng doesn't know what it is.

"Let go of the demon sword!"

Just as Li Feng pulled out the knife, a devil suddenly shouted at him, and then rushed towards Li Feng with a roar.

Seeing the devil who raised his katana and was about to cut himself, the little fat man also wanted to make a gesture of drawing his sword and slashing, so as to take the opportunity to be handsome.

But he didn't expect someone to move faster than him, the old nun who was standing beside him just now suddenly disappeared, and Li Feng's knife was only half pulled out, and the devil in front of him was gone......

"The strength of the devils is not very good, I have to go back and learn from their masters." Mrs. Shi stood beside her again, and spit out such a sentence with an expressionless face.

Li Feng inserted the knife back in a bit of frustration, and then silently pulled a few steps away from the old nun like a crab.

Damn, it's fast enough!

Li Feng just saw that this old nun kicked the devil away, and vaguely heard the sound of the sternum shattering, and he didn't know if the devil was okay now?

Seeing that the big bald head in front of him was fighting, or that he was abusing the remaining devils, the fat man felt that he should be icing on the cake, so he pulled out his katana and rushed forward, slashing at the devil's back.

Five minutes later, Li Feng tore off a few pieces of cloth from the devil's body, wiped the blood on the demon knife, and the big bald head on the side looked at him silently, and finally folded his hands and couldn't help sighing:

"Amitabha, it is really unwise for Master Li to rush up and kill people at this time, killing will only increase the anger on Lord Li's body, don't do this in the future."

Listening to the words of the big bald head, Li Feng also inserted the demon knife into the scabbard, and then couldn't help but ask:

"So what should I do? You can't just watch from the sidelines, if I don't kill these people, will you want to keep them to give birth? ”

"No, no, no, the poor monk means that they can be handed over to the poor monk to kill, and all the evil obstacles are borne by the poor monk, the so-called I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the poor monk is destined to go to eighteen layers of hell......"

Li Feng: You really want to go to the eighteenth layer of hell, as a monk to drink and eat, Lao Tzu is all neat, and I don't know if the Buddha will bleed to death after he knows it?