Hearing that Mitsuichiro said that he had formed an alliance with Shingon Buddhism, the burly monk's face sank. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Immediately, he lifted the robe from his waist, revealing a black belt with a line of white handwriting on it:

Black Jiao will be five, a color monk.

"Does the meaning of five times mean that you are only ranked fifth in the Black Jiao Society?"

Koichiro showed a disdainful expression, "Sesame monk, it's in line with your virtue." As a monk, but he violated the lust precepts, I am afraid that he will be kicked out of the original temple and join the Black Jiao Society in desperation, right? ”

Hearing the ridicule of Mitsuichiro, the monk, nicknamed "Lustful Monk", turned cold, and his whole body released a terrifying murderous aura.

When the murderous aura hit, Mitsuichiro and the others felt a strong sense of oppression, and Yuka, who had not yet healed, was even more cold in a cold sweat.

Oppressed by the murderous aura and out of breath, Chisato Kawamura couldn't help but take a step back: "I swore to the Lord that no matter what danger I encounter, I will never be the slightest bit timid!" Thinking of this, he immediately took a step forward and continued to guard Lucy and Michiko beside him.

At this time, Michiko and Lucy were so frightened by the murderous aura that they fell to their knees and trembled.

"Woo ......"

Compared to Michiko, who gritted her teeth and resisted the murderous aura, Lucy couldn't help but cry.

Asakawa Shiling on the side quickly reached out and clicked on an acupuncture point on Lucy's body, causing her to fall into a coma.

When Asakawa Ishiryo wanted to order Michiko's acupuncture points, he saw her shaking her head stubbornly.

"Hehe, the little girl is good."

Seeing Michiko's actions, the perverted monk on the opposite side grinned. After reining in his murderous aura, he pointed at Mitsuichiro with a mallet that knocked on the wooden fish: "Your strength is okay, and you have a little trick, knowing that the difference in strength between us is too big, you want to use the method of agitation to provoke me to increase the chances of victory." Next, let's see how brave you are? This monk wants to make sure, did you kill Takuto Asaoka? ”

Speaking of this, the color monk released an even stronger murderous aura, and even his robe was propped up by the murderous aura.

This time, the murderous aura hit. Koichiro quickly reached out and grabbed the Yuka who couldn't help but retreat; Arthur also stretched out his arms and hugged Lucy, a mute girl who was already unconscious; Asakawa Shiling hugged Michiko and couldn't help but point to her sleeping hole.

"Asaoka Takuto, that piece of waste? I killed it! ”

In the face of this terrifying murderous aura. Without hesitation, Koichiro replied, "Well, it's time for me to ask questions again." Have you dealt with anyone since you came here? ”

Putting away the strong murderous aura emitted, the monk smiled and nodded: "Answer so simply, your courage is not bad." is worthy of being the heir of the Obscure Group; It's a pity to kill someone who shouldn't have been killed. After coming here, I killed a civilian, so I was constantly surrounded by corpses. ”

Looking at the dark light ichiro opposite, the color monk continued: "What you mean by this should be that the dark light group sent a master to search for us. Since the master sent out did not meet me, he may have encountered the Black Jiaohui Liuban - Hurrying away. Although that kid's strength is weak, he is very fast; It's just that you can't beat it, and it's still too late to escape. ”

"I see. As the leader of the second group of the obscure department. Killing Lang really won't miss easily. ”

At the same time as the secret path in his heart, Koukouichiro couldn't help but pull out the "village quenching" behind him and pointed to the perverted monk opposite: "That terrifying murderous aura, you shouldn't be able to continue to release it." The reason why the murderous aura was released just now was just to make us fearful and increase our chances of winning. Monk, if your strength was really that strong, you wouldn't play this kind of trick. ”

Carefully taking the wooden fish into his arms, the monk shook his right hand, and the mallet he held quickly increased. It turned into a vajra.

"Boom!"

The monk slammed the tip of the vajra to the ground, and with a distinct sense of concussion, the ground under his feet quickly cracked.

Looking at the beautiful woman beside Mitsuichiro, the monk showed a lewd smile: "Beauty." Look at what this vajra looks like in this monk's body? Like a baby who doesn't look like a man? Later, after catching the useless little white face around you, this monk will definitely spoil you with his own treasure! Hahaha......"

Hearing these unbearable words, Igarashi Yuka blushed with anger, and the dark light Ichiro beside her stood up with a knife:

"The bald donkey is looking for death!"

Like a vicious wolf that has found its prey, Koichiro quickly pounces on the opposite monk.

"Huh!"

No one arrived. The knife has arrived.

The "village quenching" held by Mitsuichiro in both hands quickly slashed at the bald head of the color monk.

In the face of the slashing sword light, the corners of the monk's mouth showed a triumphant smile; I saw him shake his arms and swing out the vajra he was holding.

"Dang!"

With a deafening crash, a figure was quickly knocked away.

The figure that was knocked away turned out to be the powerful Hikari Ichiro.

While spitting blood out of his mouth, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "This bald donkey has so much power! After being blocked by 'Mura Quench', his vajra can still knock me away! ”

As soon as he thought of this, Mitsuichiro heard a whistling sound behind him.

But it was the monk who suddenly jumped up and swung the vajra and struck at a rapid pace.

"Ichiro!"

Seeing the pervert attack her lover from behind, Igarashi Yuka couldn't help but scream.

In the midst of the electric light, a pale yellow ring appeared in the outermost layer of Mitsuichiro's pupils.

"The power of the pupil!"

With this shout, Hikari Ichiro's body suddenly twisted in the air, dodging the attacking vajra in time.

He quickly stretched out his feet and touched the vajra that passed by, and leaped to one side.

Seeing that Mitsuichiro had dodged the attack, the monk still wanted to pursue, but he felt a murderous aura approaching from behind, so he had to turn around to defend against the enemy.

As soon as the monk turned around, he saw a man rushing towards him.

Strangely, however, the man did not pull out his katana at his waist when he approached.

One step closer to the color monk, the Asakawa Shiling, who rushed forward, finally drew his sword.

The knife is out of the sheath, and the cold light appears.

In the dark night, the cold light at first makes people feel even more chilled.

In the face of the cold light that shot out of him, the robe of the monk had been blown up; However, he only raised his eyebrows: "Draw a knife and cut it?" So ......"

As before, the monk's arms shook, and the vajra he was holding swung out again.

"Dang!"

The sound of weapons clashing sounded, and after the vajra was swung to block the cold light, it continued to move forward.

The direction in which the vajra is going is the body of Asakawa Ishiling.

"The monk has such great power, no wonder the Lord will be knocked away!"

At the same time as the secret passage in his heart, Asakawa Shiling was just about to respond, but he felt his body being blown away by a strong wind.

The wind blew the Asakawa Stone Ridge away. Let him dodge the attacking vajra.

At the same time, Arthur on the opposite side moved his palm and aimed it at the perverted monk on the side; Obviously, the wind just now was sent by him.

"Repulsion of the wind!"

Arthur's palms sent a blast of wind again. Straight to the color monk.

In the face of the wind that can blow the Asakawa Stone Ridge away, the monk's robe whirring, but his body does not move at all.

However, his eyes had to be closed to avoid being affected by the wind pressure.

When the monk closes his eyes. The eyebrows were raised: "A few mice, the cooperation is tacit." ”

With that, he quickly swung the vajra in his hand, forming an impermeable defensive net around his body.

"Dangdangdang......"

The sound of sharp weapons clashing continued to sound, and the two knives of Ichiro and Asakawa Shiling could not break through the defensive net around the monk.

Not long after holding each other like this, the monk suddenly opened his mouth covered with thick whiskers:

"Kill!"

With the sound of shouting, a powerful murderous aura emerged from his body, quickly pushing away the surrounding repulsions.

Without the influence of the wind, the monk opened his eyes suddenly. Look at the two enemies who are attacking you. His arms shook, and the vajra he held instantly strengthened.

"Dangdang!"

When the weapon was knocked away by the vajra again, Koichiro and Ishiryo Asakawa were on guard and jumped to the side in advance.

Seeing that the sage was attacked by the three of them, he did not fall behind at all, and Chisato Kawamura, who was not far away, secretly said in his heart: "The enemy is so strong, and it seems that he has not used all his strength, can we really defeat it?" If they can't fight the Lord, we will all be killed, right? Thinking of this, cold sweat oozed from Chisato Kawamura's face. His body began to tremble.

"I'm not afraid of a woman, how can you, as a man, be so cowardly?"

Yuka Igarashi turned her head and stared at the pale Chisato Kawamura and said, "Could it be." Are you going to break your vows and continue to be a coward? Pointing to Lucy and Michiko, who had fallen into a coma and were asleep on the side, Yuuka continued: "The two of them still need your protection: this is a trust from the Lord! ”

Hearing Yuka's words, Chisato Kawamura's face flushed with shame. He turned his head to look at Koichiro who was not far away. He couldn't help but clench the katana in his hand:

"Lord, I will definitely protect Lucy and Michiko!"

At this time, the color monk was also looking at the dark light Ichiro who jumped to the side: "Do you feel it?" The gap in strength between us cannot be bridged by numbers. Little mouse, let's just catch it. ”

Without responding to the words of the color monk, while panting, Hikari Ichiro couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "Every time this guy uses great force, the arm holding the weapon will shake; I don't know what the connection is, but as long as he attacks before his arm shakes, this guy can't use a lot of force. Thinking of this, Mitsuichiro quickly took out two shurikens from his ninja pouch and threw them at the smug monk.

In the face of the shuriken thrown, the squirt showed a disdainful expression, he just turned sideways, and easily dodged.

When the monk dodged the shuriken, Koichiro accelerated forward and rushed towards him with his sword.

"Did you find out?"

In the face of this attack by Mitsuichiro, the monk did not have time to shake his arms, but hastily blocked the attack with the vajra.

Just blocking the slash of Illumino Illumino, the monk suddenly felt a murderous aura approaching behind him.

He was just about to turn around to defend when he suddenly heard a shout from Mitsuichiro:

"The power of the pupil!"

As a ring appeared in the outermost layer of the pupil, the muscles on Koichiro's arm burst out, and the "Village Quenching" he grasped pressed the vajra hard, making it impossible for the monk to withdraw.

At the same time, Asakawa Shiling's katana had almost touched the back of the color monk.

Facing the front and rear attacks, the sage couldn't help but shout:

"Kill!"

The murderous aura emerged from the monk again.

Compared to before, this time's murderous aura was even stronger, making his body exude a bloody aura.

Smelling the choking smell of blood, Koichiro and Ishiling Asakawa couldn't help but feel dizzy, and the two of them had to quickly retreat, leaving the murderous aura around the monk.

Quickly retracting the murderous aura around his body, the color monk gasped slightly, and a drop of sweat oozed from his bright forehead. (To be continued.) )