As soon as Wu heard the movement behind him, he immediately turned around to look, and secretly screamed at a glance, the fat man's backpack contained the head of the tomb owner who was brought out of the temple of reincarnation, and at this time, he found that the head had rolled under the feet of the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper's face was already white, and he was staring at the head of the person at his feet, covering his mouth and his body began to tremble. lā

"Fuck it, shame on a dead bald ass!"

Wu Yi scolded, and then shouted,

"Worship the moon, go and close the door of the store, Gou Ri, I have to kill this bald donkey today!"

At this time, the monk also saw the falling human head, he was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted immediately, and with a flick of the chain in his hand, the black iron claws grabbed the human head.

This black iron claw is called the Nine Claw Hook, there are nine finger claws on it, all of them are shaped like scimitars, at this time the finger claws just formed a ring and buckled on the heavenly spirit cover of the human head, the monk smiled, and he wanted to pull the human head back.

But between the lightning and flint, a bronze tiger claw swooped over at a faster speed, and the tiger claw was pulled up and pressed to the ground, and at the same time, the five claws were locked on the back of the black iron claw, and they were retracted hard, and the black iron claw suddenly only heard a few crisp sounds of 'click, click, click', and the lock spring on the nine finger claws all collapsed, and the entire iron claw was instantly pinched into a ball of scrap iron by the bronze tiger claw.

"Huh?"

The monk's face changed, and when he looked back, he just saw Wu Yi retracting the flying tiger claw, catching the human head steadily, and exclaimed,

"What are you...... Flying Tiger Claw? ”

Wu Yi's eyes narrowed, and at this time, he happened to hear the sound of the rolling shutter door being pulled down behind him, so he didn't talk nonsense with this monk, the head was taken off, and the flying tiger claws grabbed the monk's abdomen like lightning again!

Wu Yi knew that the name of the tomb robber was not glorious, and he might be able to show his might underground, but it was better to keep a low profile on the ground, once his identity was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable, and there were still a few hot artifacts on his body that had not been disposed of, so Wu Yi didn't want to cause trouble.

But this flower monk teased the moon three times and twice, not to mention, at this time he actually dared to take the initiative, which made Wu Yi a little unbearable, since he made a move, he had to teach the other party a profound lesson!

The monk was also shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly rolled away on the spot with a short body, and was able to dodge the attack of the flying tiger's claws, but before he could get up from the ground, he felt a cold neck, and saw that Ye Wuxin had already put the blade of the paratrooper knife across the back of his neck.

"Move again, and you'll die."

Ye Wuxin said.

The monk squatted on the ground and didn't dare to move, but he didn't know what to do.

"This benefactor, good and evil are all in one thought, you have to think twice, according to the little monk, it is better for you to put down the knife first, what can we discuss slowly."

"I'll talk about your mother's head!"

The fat man scolded, rushed over and kicked the monk's head, directly kicked him on the head, fell to the ground and rolled out a meter or two away, and the hat on his head was also kicked over and flew aside.

The fat man is not a person who can suffer, just now the backpack was torn in front of someone, and the blood came up all of a sudden, and he kicked it and didn't feel angry at all, and rushed over to the monk's stomach and stepped on it.

The monk reacted really quickly, pulled his hands, straightened the chain of the nine-claw hook above his stomach, and blocked the fat man's foot, with the help of this slow momentum, his whole person was like a loach, and he slid forward against the ground, and after escaping, the soles of his feet slapped the ground, and the whole person stood up straight from the ground.

His kung fu was indeed beautiful, and even the fat man was stunned for a moment, but then he rushed over again.

The monk at this time had no hat on his head, revealing a black and red ring scar, which was particularly hideous, he saw the fat man rushing over, and he must have known that today's things could not be good, so he took two steps back and separated his legs, tied a horse step, put his hands together eleven beats, and shouted 'taught', and then twisted his body, belt shoulder, shoulder strap elbow, elbow belt hand, both hands into a palm knife shape, from one side to the fat man cross-cut!

His momentum and strength burst out like a volcanic eruption, and even faintly could hear a slight explosion of qi, if he was hit by these two hand knives, I am afraid that even a cow would inevitably break a few bones.

However, the fat man is not a stupid cow after all, this monk has never dealt with the fat man, I don't know the fat man's routine, he has not cut the knife to the fat man, suddenly "help" a loud sound, the monk 'whoop' scream was smashed out, rolled on the ground a few times and finally hit the side of the solid wood Bogu shelf.

Wu Yi watched from afar, and felt a pain in his head, the fat man just rushed to the monk and scooped up a folding chair placed beside him, and smashed it on the monk's head with his backhand, until now the surface of the chair is still vibrating.

Ye Wuxin also shrank his neck, and said that his hands are really black, this time he won't knock the monk to death directly, right? Then there's no play.

But it's a pity that this monk is really hard, after falling to the ground, he pumped a few times, his head was full of blood, and he even wanted to struggle to get up from the ground.

The fat man was still angry, rushed up and backhanded again, slapped the chair on the monk's back, slapped him completely unable to get up, and then threw the deformed chair, learned Wu Song's posture of beating the tiger and jumped on the monk's back, picked up the slap and used the monk's head as a big drum, and beat it one after another.

"Gou Ri, be a monk and don't go to accompany your Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, dare to beat the idea of the fat baby!"

"you!"

"You also wear a big coat, you think you're a little brother!"

"I'll let you run rampant, I'll let you dare to tease my big sister again......"

……

The fat man didn't know how many hits, and finally the monk just lay on the ground and just coughed violently, constantly spurting blood, and couldn't hear what he was saying with a gurgling mouth.

After waiting for a while, Wu saw that it was almost over, so he went over and pulled the fat man away.

"Okay, don't fight, if you continue to fight, you will die."

The fat man was also deflated at this time, stood up and stepped on the monk's back again, and scolded arrogantly,

"If I didn't knock you to death this time, it's your fate, and if you dare not take the fat man and me seriously next time, Lao Tzu will directly dig a pit and bury you alive!"

After that, he wiped the blood on his hand casually, turned his head to look at the shopkeeper who was standing next to him, changed his vicious face, and grinned,

"Hey, big sister, you see this is making trouble, I'm really embarrassed, how much is your chair, I will pay you according to the original price!"