"Brother Zhou, you should know why I came to you." In a mansion, a middle-aged man dressed in a short dozen gently blew the tea in his hand and looked at the old monk opposite.

"It should be the death of the Yin Side and the Afterlife Sword this morning." The old monk touched his somewhat gray beard and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and nodded: "That's right, they are dead, I went there this morning, my head was cut off on the yin side, and the sword was wiped on the neck, all of them were fatal with one blow, and the perpetrator can be described as extremely fierce." ”

"Did you see any paths?" The old monk frowned slightly.

Hearing the old monk's inquiry, the middle-aged man pondered for a while, and said with some hesitation: "I use a sword, and its swordsmanship is ruthless and tricky, but it is a bit like a sword in the past." ”

"The Sword of the Dead? Didn't he get killed this morning? When the old monk heard this, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

A sneering ...... suddenly appeared in the room.

"Who?!" Hearing this sneer, the old monk and the middle-aged man immediately stood up and looked around.

However, under their observation, nothing was found.

Across from them, a man dressed as a servant covered his mouth and wandered between the two with bloodshot eyes.

These two people are the soul bodies that Chenghuang wants, and it will be troublesome if they are scared away by themselves.

"No one." The middle-aged man glanced around, then shook his head and said, "It should be a voice from nearby, we are making a bit of a fuss." ”

"It's a little weird here, let's change places." The old monk had some bad premonitions in his heart, and he just wanted to leave this place immediately.

"Wait a minute, the tanuki hasn't come yet." The middle-aged man said with some hesitation.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the old monk's brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "How could the tanuki come so late, she used to be the most punctual." ”

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, his face changed, and he said sharply: "Go, hurry up!" ”

However, before the middle-aged man could react, a footstep suddenly appeared outside the door.

"Do! Quiver! Quiver! A knock on the door reached the ears of the two of them.

Hearing this knock on the door, the middle-aged man and the old monk suddenly changed color.

This is their resting place, and they have told the people here before that there is no need to disturb themselves and others.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, which they couldn't help but think about.

"Could it be that a tanuki is coming?" The middle-aged man asked the old monk with some hesitation.

When the old monk heard this, he shook his head, made a silent gesture with his hand, and stared at the door tightly.

"Inside, are the two predecessors of the Iron Claw Buddha and the Wanderer?" A man's voice entered the room.

Hearing this voice, the faces of the two became more and more ugly, this person was obviously not a smiling tanuki, because the smiling tanuki was a woman, and the person who shouted was a man.

At this time, the old monk's footsteps moved, slowly approaching the door.

His steps were extremely light, and he didn't make the slightest sound, obviously using some special force technique.

When he reached the door, his eyes were cold, he looked at a shadow on the door, and his hands suddenly made a sound of breaking through the air, like steel cones, poking at the shadow's heart and throat.

"Click!" The door was easily punctured, but the old monk's face became extremely ugly, because he poked it into the air.

Then his hands snapped back into his sleeves.

The door of the "Jiga ......" was slowly opened, and Li Si looked at the two people inside and smiled: "Iron Claw Buddha, good kung fu!" ”

"Your dodging skills are not bad." The old monk looked at the sturdy man in front of him, with a look of jealousy in his eyes.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man also stepped forward at this time and looked at Li Si coldly.

"Me? Just a nameless person. Li Si said with a smile.

What he said is not wrong, because after today, he is not going to use this skin, and naturally he can be regarded as a nameless person.

Hearing his words, both the middle-aged man and the old monk had a sneer on their faces.

"Nameless people, the sword of the dead and the yin face Langjun were all killed by you, how can you be a nameless person." The middle-aged man smiled coldly and took off his shoes, revealing a pair of well-defined soles of his feet.

"You said they were indeed killed by me." Li Si nodded.

Hearing him say this, the old monk on the side looked at him coldly: "What about the smiling tanuki?" Did you kill it too? ”

"That's right, I killed her before I came here."

"Oh, what a ferocious little brute." The middle-aged man smiled, but the murderous intent on his face became more and more vigorous.

Hearing his words, Li Si was a little strange and asked, "Didn't you come here to kill people, so what's wrong with me killing you?" ”

"The people we kill are all people who should be killed, and we came here to kill a person who insulted the Sword Immortal, how can such righteous deeds be compared to someone like you who kills indiscriminately." The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Li Si was a little stunned, and then sneered: "If you kill someone, you will kill someone, what are you doing with so many heads?" Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, let's do it. ”

With that, he made a starting gesture.

He didn't use a long sword this time, after all, his main purpose was not to kill people, but to sharpen his martial arts.

"What a rampant boy!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, this person used a long sword to kill people before, but now he has empty hands, obviously he didn't take them seriously.

Immediately, his feet moved, turned into an afterimage, and kicked towards Li Simian's door.

Li Si raised his eyebrows, and was about to dodge the kicking leg, and at this time, a pair of old palms slammed down from above and buckled towards Li Si's head.

This is the old monk who took advantage of this opportunity to join forces with the middle-aged man to attack.

was attacked by the joint force, Li Si turned around, grabbed the old monk's hand and pulled it, and turned his body in the direction of the old monk, so that the middle-aged man's foot fell into the air.

At the same time, Li Si elbowed the old monk's heart.

The old monk was also very responsive, and when Li Si attacked directly, his other hand blocked in front of his heart.

However, he still underestimated the power of this blow, and was directly knocked away by Li Si, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his white beard was dyed red.

And at this time, the middle-aged man missed a blow, his body turned in the air, and when Li Si knocked the old monk away, the other foot kicked Li Si's chest.

Because the middle-aged man's attack was too fast, Li Si didn't have time to react for a while, and was kicked by a kick, and immediately retreated several steps.

"Not bad." Li Si touched his aching chest and laughed.

It was the first time he had been hit since he had fought with these grandmasters, and it made him feel a little excited.

Immediately, Li Si was also like a middle-aged man, rubbing his feet, taking off his shoes and socks, and stepping on the ground with his bare feet.

"You want to compete with me?" When the middle-aged man saw Li Si like him, his eyes narrowed, revealing a fierce look.

"Try it." Li Si made a starting gesture, and then kicked it out violently, a few points faster than the speed of the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man saw the attack he kicked, his face changed, and his steps retreated.

And Li Side was unforgiving, and his kick swept towards the middle-aged man's leg joints like a knife.

"Bastard!" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, his feet slammed into a brick, and his knees slammed into Li Si's jaw.

He weakened Li Si's kick in one fell swoop, after all, Li Si's kick was all on his feet, not his thighs.

Obviously, Li Si's blow before had been defused by him.

Seeing the middle-aged man hit him with his knee, Li Si's body suddenly fell, and his legs were like scissors, clamping one of the middle-aged man's legs.

Then he turned his body in the opposite direction of the middle-aged man's joints, only to hear a "click", and the middle-aged man's legs showed a strange twist.

"Ah!!h A scream came from the middle-aged man's mouth and he fell to the ground.

After doing these things, Li Si pulled out his legs, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said lightly: "I won." ”

Then he walked in front of the middle-aged man, kicked out violently, and the middle-aged man faced the door, and there was another "click", and the screams stopped immediately.

This middle-aged man was bleeding from all his knots, and he was already dead.

"It's your turn." Li Si turned around and looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Amitabha, why do you bother, donor?" The old monk looked at the corpse of the middle-aged man, and his eyes showed a sad look of the dead rabbit and fox.

Hearing the old monk's words, Li Si didn't speak, but just put his hand in a starting gesture again.

"Hey, the poor monk asked himself if he was not the opponent of the donor, why don't the donor be kind and let me leave?" The old monk folded his hands together and had a pleading look in his eyes.

"Nope." Li Si said in a flat tone.

I want to kill him, but now I can't beat him and I want to leave, how can there be such a good thing.

"Amitabha, the old man knows that his martial arts are not as good as the donor, so I will sit down, why should the donor dirty his hands, I just hope that the donor will do less killing in the future." The old monk sighed, recited a Buddha name, and then lowered his hands.

Then the breath was cut off, the head was lowered, and there was no more sound.

Seeing this, Li Si's heart was a little shocked.

But he immediately showed a sneering look again, stepped forward, and kicked the old monk in the head, and blood splattered.

Then Li Si felt the new extra soul and smiled.

This old monk even wanted to use the method of fake death to get out, but he didn't expect that he could easily distinguish between real death and fake death.

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