The carriage drove out of the town and stopped on the dirt road outside the town.

Although it is a road leading to the provincial capital, the vehicles and pedestrians on the road are extremely scarce, and there is no half of a person on this road except for the carriage of the dust and dust.

The wilderness is the most suitable for blocking the road and robbing, killing people and goods.

Chen Biao and Chen Wu jumped out of the carriage and stepped forward to stop the white-robed old monk.

Shachen took Ren Tingting's little hand and got out of the car, standing beside the carriage calmly, not taking the white-robed old monk in his eyes at all, but Ren Tingting pinched Shachen's arm with her little hand, and laughed: "Brother Chen, are you really a monster?" ”

"Don't you know if I'm a monster?"

"Youkai will become ......"

"We slept in the same bed last night, did you see me change?"

"No nonsense." Ren Tingting said with a red face, the two have not really had the same room, but they can share the same bed for a long time, it is okay to say these things in private, talking about private words in front of others, Ren Tingting's face is thin, and her face is suddenly red with shame, and her eyes are full of shame.

Seeing the two flirting and scolding, they didn't take themselves in their eyes at all, the white-robed old monk was furious, his beard was raised, he lifted the nine-ring tin staff and pointed at the sand and dust, and reprimanded: "Okay, you monster, you are swaggering through the world, and no one is really calling in the world?" When you die, you dare to be arrogant, and the poor monk advises you to immediately bind yourself. ”

"Brother Chen, what do you mean by self-restraint?" Ren Tingting asked.

"I don't understand either."

"Youkai!"

"Huh." Shachen looked at the white-robed old monk with a smile, "To be honest, I've lived for so many years, and it's the first time I've met a strange person like you, the thief shouts to catch the thief, no, the demon shouts to catch the demon, tell me, who gave you the courage to let you be arrogant in front of me?" ”

It is a strange news in the world that the monster took the initiative to run in front of the Heavenly Master, and he still has the courage to slander the Heavenly Master as a monster?

I really don't know how this crab demon's head grows.

"Crab Demon?"

Ren Tingting's delicate body was shocked, and she hid behind Shachen with some fear, and asked, "Brother Chen, is he really a monster?" It doesn't look like it. ”

"People can't look good, monsters are proficient in the art of change, especially monsters with successful cultivation, they can turn into human shapes, it's hard to distinguish between true and false, this crab demon is a monster with successful cultivation." Sanddust laughed.

"Youkai?"

"Big brother, it's the first time I've seen a monster." The two brothers, Chen Biao and Chen Wu, were taken aback at first, and then they were not afraid, and they actually commented on the white-robed old monk with great interest.

Chen Biao reminded steadily: "Wu Zi, don't be careless. ”

"Bold youkai, don't show up in human form yet!"

"You're in the water, aren't you?" Sanddust asked.

"Stubborn, since you are killing yourself, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless, today I will do the way for heaven and behead you, this monster, duh!"

The demon monk was finally angered by the sand and dust, his hair was flying, his white robe was bulging, there was no wind to automatic, and he threw the nine-ring tin staff into the air with both arms, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly sealed his hands, striking out the blood-colored demon power.

The demonic power wrapped around the nine-ring tin staff, fixed the nine-ring tin staff in the void, and then with a 'whoosh', turned into a blood python and rushed towards the sand.

"Young Master, be careful."

Chen Biao Chen Wu's pupils shrank, and he used his body to face the blood python, two pairs of palms covered with thick calluses, and the hard palms slapped on the blood python's head.

With a muffled 'bang', the blood light flashed, and the terrifying demonic power exploded, instantly sending Chen Biao and Chen Wuzhen flying out, and the blood python flew towards the sand and dust unrelentingly.

"What a powerful demon monk!"

Chen Biao and Chen Wu looked at each other, their eyes showed a deep sense of fear, they were all kung fu masters, and the iron sand palm was invincible, and they didn't even catch a blow from the demon monk.

"Resist with force."

Sha Chen's eyes lit up, and he raised his right hand a little forward, and a white light shot out of thin air.

Wrapped in a strong cold air, the cold ice sword is like a white ice sword facing the blood python, the blood python ice sword is biting and colliding in the void, and the crisp sound of 'clanging bell' is endless, and the red and white light flicker, intertwining brilliant colors.

The demon monk is the method of 'using the power of the weapon', which is not much different from the sword art practiced by the sand, the difference is that the sand dust uses the power of the god to resist the sword, and the demon monk uses the magic to resist the weapon, it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the low, and the key to determining the outcome lies in who is superior in both sides, and who cultivates the weapon is more profound.

"The demon monk's imperial weapon methods are too rough."

Looking at the ice Jiao blood python entangled in the void, Shachen shook his head secretly, he has been practicing swordsmanship for less than a month, swordsmanship has not yet been introduced, and he can't be invincible at the same level, the demon monk has the strength to practice qi sixfold, with this means of using strength to control weapons, it stands to reason that he should be able to suppress Shachen, but the result was unexpected, and it was a tie.

It can only show that the demon monk's imperial weapon means are too simple, and they are not as exquisite as the imperial swordsmanship.

"I finally met a master of imperial weapons, so I'll have fun with you."

The opponent is rare, and it is even more coincidental that the other party also cultivates the art of imperial weapons, and Shachen is happy to see the hunt, so he dispelled the idea of killing the demon monk with thunder, and exerts his swordsmanship against the enemy.

In the past, although the sword style was practiced thoroughly, there was a gap between practice and actual combat. As time passed, Sanddust's comprehension of the art of swordsmanship grew.

The Ice Jiao gradually gained the upper hand, so that the blood python couldn't raise its head, and the blood-colored demonic power wrapped around the surface of the nine-ring tin staff had become extremely thin when it was hit by the cold air.

The demon monk's face changed slightly, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the blood turned into a blood mist to wrap the blood python ice Jiao in it.

"Huh?"

Shachen frowned slightly, feeling that the connection between the Yuan Shen and the Cold Ice Sword had become weaker, the Ice Jiao's movements were stiff and slow, but the Blood Python after absorbing the blood mist was energetic, biting on the Ice Jiao's neck.

With a 'poof' sound, the cold air on the surface of the Ice Sword was annihilated, revealing the body of the Ice Sword.

"Desperate?"

Shachen chuckled, and the power of the primordial god poured out, winding around the cold ice sword, and in an instant, the cold ice sword vibrated violently, and it was the 'concussion style' of the twelve sword styles of the imperial sword technique.

The power of concussion poured into the blood python, and even the nine-ring tin staff shook, and the demon monk suddenly felt numb all over his body, his mana was stagnant, and the power of the cold ice sword skyrocketed, and the nine-ring tin staff was cut away with a sword.

The demon monk suffered a backlash, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What a powerful monster, count your fate, spare you for the time being!" The demon monk wiped the blood from his mouth, stretched out his hand to suck it, sucked the nine-ring tin rod into his hand, and flew away.

"Did I let you go?"

The sand and dust primordial god urged, and the cold ice sword was full of cold energy, and suddenly flew towards the demon monk, the demon monk was furious, and he held the nine-ring tin staff with both hands and smashed it down.

Seeing that he was about to hit the Cold Ice Sword, the Cold Ice Sword suddenly stopped, and the tip of the sword rotated rapidly with the nine-ring tin staff as the center, and the hilt of the sword slammed into the demon monk's face, knocking him out.

"Rotary, it's done!" Shachen was stunned for a moment, the move that the cold ice sword rotated just now was the 'rotary style', he had practiced many times before and didn't get started, today he fought with the demon monk, blessed to the soul, and successfully performed the rotary style, "Sure enough, actual combat is the real shortcut to cultivation." ”