A few meters away, in the body of the double monk, it was fleeting, and the next moment the dagger had been handed to Wednesday's chest with a cold and faint light, straight to the heart.

Alas, at this moment, Wednesday also sighed silently in his heart.

The world of monks is a more real world outside of this ordinary world, and here it is a world where the strong are respected, and whoever has the big fist will have the say. Wednesday naturally knew these things for a long time, but when he really faced them, Wednesday still had a trace of awkwardness in his heart, but Wednesday remembered to secretly help him wipe his ass, and he had no choice but to twist his nose to do it.

But now, seeing the dagger that was about to pierce his heart and bleed himself a few centimeters away, and the bloodthirsty light flashing in the eyes of this man known as "Old Fourth", the last trace of awkwardness on Wednesday suddenly disappeared so magically.

The next moment, Wednesday's two rows of clean teeth suddenly bloomed in the night, along with a big smile and a voice full of gangsterism.

"I'll go to your uncle!" Wednesday's voice just sounded, and the fourth child in front of him had already bent into a shrimp and flew out at a faster speed than when he came.

Yes!

The screams came out of the mouth of the fourth child, echoing in the empty night, which was really a bit creepy.

"Impossible! impossible! impossible!" The old four, who fell more than ten meters away, had blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and a 43-yard shoe print on the placket on his chest was extremely clear and mixed with some faint grass green, of course, what was more visually striking was the obviously collapsed chest.

The fourth child struggled to get up, a hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat, his eyes were as wide as an owl that had seen a mouse, and then he stared at the right foot that Wednesday had just retracted and fell straight down.

"Fourth!" The other person quickly rushed over, caught the body of the fourth child who had fallen, and after gently putting it down, he reached out to check the situation of the fourth child.

"Damn, Lao Tzu let you pay for your life!" A tragic roar came, and the person who checked the body of the fourth child turned around and jumped up, and pounced towards Wednesday, judging from his expression, it was estimated that the fourth child must have hung up.

"Stubble!

Wednesday naturally knows the situation of the fourth child better, and his own kick is enough to break the heart of the fourth child, so there is no surprise in the situation of the remaining three people now.

Originally, I felt that I should be like in the movie, with the sequelae of a close-range kill, or vomit or pull or faint, but now I don't have a trace of strange feelings.

"Damn, is Lao Tzu so cold-blooded? Or is Lao Tzu too cool? Or is Lao Tzu really an iron-blooded man?"

The three people around him had already cut close in the blink of an eye, and the various weapons in their hands had already shown up.

Looking at the approaching three, Wednesday suddenly had a strange feeling, a bit like a breakthrough.

"Damn! Lao Tzu seems to be really cool. Wednesday lewd again, then kicked out again, targeting the monk in front of him who was trying to pay for his life.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, the monk raised his arms to hold Wednesday's foot.

I really don't dare not fight, this kick just kicked the fourth child to death just a second ago. The monk felt that his heart was about to jump out, God knows what the consequences would be after holding this kick, his strength was indeed a little higher than that of the fourth, but it was only that, and it didn't seem to change anything in front of that kick.

The monks have already begun to pray.

The body regressed uncontrollably, a faint pain came from the forearm, and the monk shook his hands, moving normally, without any effect in the slightest.

How so? No, this kick...... The monk frowned and glared at Wednesday, his head full of questions. I just saw that the other two had already rushed forward, but I didn't have more time to think about it, so I jumped up and rushed up again with my weapon waved.

The other two naturally saw this scene, so the three of them at this time were a little confused, but they were playing with their lives now and had no time to think about it.

There was a sound of breaking the air behind him, and the position was directly opposite the back of his head.

Wednesday's body unexpectedly did not rush forward to dodge, but he quickly retreated, tilted his head, dodged a stick that stabbed him in the back of the head, and at the same time twisted his ass slightly, and a short knife slashed against his left waist, and the cold blade was very comfortable close to his skin.

The two people behind him obviously didn't expect Wednesday to react like this, and by the time they reacted and wanted to continue attacking, Wednesday had quickly approached a person's arms.

"Holy, hug, it's disgusting. "The monk who was caught in Wednesday's arms didn't seem to feel good in his stomach.

It's really uncomfortable.

The moment Wednesday's back approached the monk's arms, a hand had already grabbed the monk's arm, which was stretched straight and was stabbing at the back of his head. The other arm was bent, and the elbow was an elbow against the stomach of the monk behind him.

The monk wanted to bend down in pain, but unfortunately his body was under Wednesday's lean, and he was quickly retreating with Wednesday.

"Walk you. Wednesday let out a loud cry in his heart, and with a hard waist blow, a standard over-the-shoulder throw threw the monk out of the way, striking the monk who was passing by the two men with a short knife.

In an instant, Wednesday had already turned out of the encirclement of the three and turned into a face-to-face appearance.

The three monks steadied themselves, looked at each other, then nodded slightly, and rushed forward again with their weapons.

Wednesday can kick the fourth child to death, and naturally the remaining three can also be kicked to death, but that wonderful feeling becomes more real and more comfortable as the battle continues, so Wednesday naturally will not let go of such an opportunity. They usually had a conversation with the prison warden at the center, but unfortunately they never felt like they are now, as if there was always something missing in the dish, and the taste was always a little worse.

Wednesday suppressed his strength, always maintained a peak state, and the fight with the three was extremely hot.

The strange feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and it is becoming clearer and clearer, Wednesday finally determined what this feeling is, it is a breakthrough, it is really a breakthrough, but why this feeling of breakthrough appears during the battle, Wednesday does not know.

Wednesday desperately suppressed the feeling of breaking through, and continued to fight with the three of them, because Wednesday knew one thing, that is, the more ruthless the feeling of suppression and the stronger the feeling when breaking through, the more benefits he would get after the breakthrough, which were recorded in the mortal body refining duel.

Wednesday felt that his vision had begun to blur, and there were even dots of blood in front of him.

Damn, it's really violent if you press it any more.

The next moment, Wednesday's roar exploded in this space, and the colorful aura tore at the entire space furiously.