The internal force in the body was urged to the extreme, and he frantically surged towards the sword body, twisting low in his mouth, slapping his palm, and a more huge cyan sword light condensed out, and the masked man holding the sword turned cold, directing the cyan sword light to slash towards Changjialuo.

"Die!" Chang Jialuo let out a low roar, and the giant sword stood on the cyan energy cover, and the cyan energy cover shook a few times, like a candle constantly fluttering in the wind.

The masked man with the sword took advantage of this opportunity and slashed at the other party with a huge sword light.

"Poof!"

The Chang family fell under this sword, and suffered a heavy blow directly, his body flew out upside down, and he fell to the ground for more than ten zhang, and the masked man with the sword let out a smug laugh, stomped on the soles of his feet, and rushed towards him.

The bald monk saw that the overall situation on this side had been decided, and glanced at the battle situation on the other side, the two of them were still fighting fiercely, and now both sides have played a real fire, and they have performed pressure box stunts, if they want to divide the victory and defeat, I am afraid it will be impossible in a short time.

However, it is also very difficult for Zhao Lao Er to get out, and he is a little too busy to take care of himself now, where can he take care of anything else.

Seeing this, the bald monk relieved his heart, looking at the four carriages in front of him and the large number of gold jewels scattered on the ground, the brilliant treasure was very eye-catching under the sun. Thinking about the imminent mastery, the bald monk's heart was full of excitement, and he endured the injuries in his body and rushed towards the treasure chest on the ground.

The disciples of the Nagato Dart Bureau saw the bald monk rushing towards the dart and killed him one after another. However, the surrounding bandits, who were not vegetarians, stopped them one after another, and the disciples of the Nagato Dart Bureau who were close to them were lucky enough to rush up, and before they could make a move, they were slapped to death by the seriously injured bald monk.

"A group of ants, the idea of daring to fight this seat is really not alive or dead." The bald monk snorted coldly and quickly searched for the treasure chest on the ground.

Although these treasures in front of him are very attractive, they are more than 108,000 miles different from the peerless learning, and when they find the peerless learning, they will destroy these people, and these gold jewels are not in their own pockets.

Soon, the bald monk searched the treasure chest on the ground, and in addition to the jewels and gold, there were no martial arts cheats at all, not even low-level martial arts cheats.

The bald monk was furious, for such a big effort, he even did not hesitate to expose the hole card of the Dragon and Tiger Village, and he had not yet obtained the mastery, if he returned to the temple, he would wait until he would be the harshest temple rules.

Suddenly.

The bald monk's eyes lit up, there was such a big energy storm just now, and these carriages were still parked here intact, without even moving.

This only shows that these carriages are very strange, and maybe the mastery is among them.

The bald monk flipped his palm, held two cyan runes in the palm of his hand, and one in each hand, holding the rune and walked cautiously towards the carriage.

"Bald donkey! Stop for Lao Tzu! In the distance, Changjialuo, who was barely resisting the attack of the masked man with the sword, saw the bald monk walking towards the carriage, roared angrily, and took a sword from the other party with serious injuries, his right arm was pierced again, the soles of his feet stomped, and he rushed over fiercely.

"The surname is long, where to escape!" The masked man with the sword snorted coldly, and his internal force frantically surged towards the sword body, and with a flick of his arm, the sword light fell towards the Changjia.

Chang Jialuo still rushed towards the carriage, and there was a powerful sound of breaking the air behind him, he ignored it, took out a talisman painting palm and pinched it, and a flame of fire greeted the sword light.

"Bald donkey is killed!" Without any obstruction, Chang Jialuo fought hard to increase his injuries, exerted his light skills to the limit, jumped up, and slashed towards the bald monk with a long sword.

"Humph!" The bald monk snorted coldly, crushed the talisman in his right hand, and a cyan hurricane swept towards the Changjia. Under this cyan hurricane, the Changjialuo was at the end of the strong crossbow, and he didn't even have a chance to resist, and was directly engulfed by the hurricane.

Before he died, the Chang family fell into the small white seal with the remaining internal force in his body, and then threw it towards the bald monk. After doing all this, Changjialuo's body was thrown to the ground from the air.

The bald monk saw the white small seal shooting at high speed, he didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't want to directly crush the rune in his left hand, and a glow instantly covered him, and the white small seal was thrown up with a sound of breaking the air.

Phew!

As soon as the glow mask touched the small white seal, it was directly pierced through a small hole, and the small white seal smashed on the chest of the bald monk without any barrier.

As if he had been hit by a mountain, the bald monk spurted out a large amount of blood, and his body flew out directly, smashing into the mountain behind him at the speed of light, the mountain peak shook, and his body fell to the ground.

And the small white seal was also under this blow, and the internal force above it was consumed, and it fell to the ground with a dripping turn.

"Home!" Zhao Dongtian, who was fighting with the masked man in the distance, saw the tragic death of the Chang family, let out an angry roar, his eyes breathed fire, and he glanced at the direction of the carriage unwillingly, and seemed to have made some kind of decision in his heart, and roared angrily in the sky: "Ruthless serial slash of life and death annihilation!" ”

An invisible force pierced through the void and directly pulled the sword-wielding masked man and opponent into an inexplicable space.

"Hey, where are they?" Liu Peng had been hiding behind the boulder, and he was very puzzled when he saw Zhao Lao Er and the three of them suddenly disappear. How did three big living people disappear out of thin air? Is there really a ghost in this world?

He can't be allowed to think too much, there are no top masters present, and both sides decide the winner based on the number of people.

Although there are a lot of disciples of the Nagato Dart Bureau this time, there are only more than a hundred, compared with hundreds of bandits, they fell behind in an instant, and the bandits who were brought out this time are all elites, and those who have the lowest cultivation are not in the early stage of the stream, and the few led by them are even second-rate realms, and the two sides quickly killed red-eyed.

In the Vietnam War, the situation of the disciples of the Nagato Dart Bureau became more and more critical, and under the killing of a group of bandits, the disciples of the Nagato Dart Bureau had to give up all the goods, and the remaining disciples leaned on each other back to back, barely resisting the other party's attack.

Liu Peng saw that several carriages were seen through by the bandits from the outside, revealing their true faces inside. The other three carriages were loaded with a small box about twenty centimeters in size, except for the carriage at the front, in which a young girl was sitting.

The girl's appearance is very ordinary, wearing a moon-white dress, sitting quietly and naturally in the carriage, even if the bandits around her are killed, she still sits there quietly. It's as if the fighting that is going on around her has nothing to do with her.

"Not good! Can't stay any longer. Liu Peng secretly said in his heart, without a first-class master, although there were still a few second-rate masters on the battlefield, they were dragged by the disciples of the Nagato Dart Bureau, and they couldn't be separated at all for a while.

There was no longer any further delay, and the soles of his feet stomped fiercely on the ground, like a Dapeng bird, and quickly rushed towards the direction of the carriage.