Different from the previous feeling, this time the opponent's secret weapon, although it was aimed at his chest, Wang Hao had an intuition that the other party's target was not himself, but an empty little monk.

Because the empty little monk is in his arms!

Who the hell are these bastards inside?

Wang Hao is a little unsure, now he is only a hundred meters away from the building, at this distance, not to mention a master who is proficient in hidden weapons, it is an ordinary person, even if it is an old human, he can see the empty appearance.

What's more, the empty little bald head is also very conspicuous, if the building is really a group of big bald donkeys, will you not pay attention when you see a little bald donkey?

The situation in front of you is not to be thought about, and the cold in your chest means that you are locked by the other party, and the secret weapon may come at any time. Wang Hao exerted force under his feet, plucked onions on dry land, and jumped three or four meters high with emptiness.

According to the experience of dodging the hidden weapon just now, there should be a round of hidden weapons that I don't know what it is now, but I didn't expect the coolness to be like a bone appendage, and the ghost followed up, locking the position of his chest tightly, and the sense of danger became more and more intense.

Wang Hao drew his knife and slashed, the sword light and sword shadow skill was launched three times, and the tiger tooth drew a dense knife fan in front of him, and at first glance it looked like more than a dozen knives were slashing out at the same time.

You have a lot of hidden weapons, and my sword light and sword shadow are not decorations, so let's fight hard and see if it is more ruthless.

After the knife was released, he didn't touch anything, and the tiger teeth slashed into the air, without any strength.

Most of the accidents on the superpower battlefield are not accidents, but premeditated conspiracy.

Wang Hao just said that his heart was not good, and several air currents immediately appeared out of thin air in front of him, and a breeze rippled in his face.

Soft can overcome rigidity, tiger teeth can cut steel and iron, but the wind can not stop the flowing water.

Wang Hao hugged the air tightly, twisted his waist and turned around after landing, and pulled his legs in the opposite direction to hide, trying to open the distance of the wheal airflow.

Time and distance can change anyone, as well as weaken the most powerful forces.

Wang Hao ran out of more than ten meters, and the air masses behind him suddenly gathered together and condensed into a transparent Buddha handprint!

The Buddha's mudra was similar to the size of a real person's palm, and he walked against the wind and followed closely.

The empty little monk was hugged by Wang Hao, just facing Wang Hao's back, and when he saw this Buddha handprint, he immediately shouted: "Third senior brother, don't beat Brother Wang!" ”

The Buddha's mudra seemed to pause slightly, but then followed and caught up at a faster speed than before.

No matter how fast Wang Hao is, after all, with a little monk, how can he compare to the speed of the handprint condensed by the air, seeing that the Buddha's handprint is getting closer and closer to Wang Hao, it will be patted on Wang Hao's back.

Kongkong writhed his body and shouted: "Brother Wang, you let me down, you run alone!" ”

Wang Hao didn't pay attention to the little monk, and even Wang Hao couldn't grasp the situation in front of him, who was the thug in the building? If he lets go of the emptiness, he may turn back and he will be a corpse.

Wang Hao has never been afraid of the dead, but it depends on who is dying, and the biggest difference between him and Huangfuyun is that Wang Hao never watches his own people die.

Not for any reason!

Chased by the Buddha's handprint for dozens of meters like a lost dog, Wang Hao simply stopped running, put down the empty space, blocked in front of him, turned around and pulled out a knife to face the Buddha's handprint, and sneered: "I want to see how powerful your transparent slap is!" ”

The Buddha's handprint came to the face, bringing up a piece of flying sand and stones.

The sudden slash brought a cold light, and the blades around the figure flashed frequently.

Seeing that the Buddha's handprint and Wang Hao were colliding together, a deep voice sounded in the Blood Cow Building.

"Stop!"

Although the sound was not loud, it was extremely shocking, and it seemed that the entire Blood Cow Mansion shook slightly.

From the direction of the sound, circles of sound waves appeared in the air visible to the naked eye.

The sound wave seemed to be not fast, but it came first, passing through the Buddha's handprint without hindrance, shaking the Buddha's handprint, turning it into air again, and passing through Wang Hao's body.

The empty little monk looked happy at the first time this voice appeared, and at the same time hurriedly stuffed two fingers into his ears and eyes, shouting: "Brother Wang, cover your ears!" ”

Seeing this, Wang Hao knew that something was wrong, and immediately activated the confined space to isolate his hearing as much as possible.

Rao is so, or a step slower, the confined space is only less than half activated, and it has already been swept by the sound wave.

The sound waves passed through his body, and Wang Hao was dizzy for no reason, and he was irritable and nauseous in his chest.

"Amitabha, the donor is frightened!"

When Wang Hao looked up again, a group of people came out of the ruins of the Blood Cow Building.

This group of people, in the mouth of Red Lotus, are thugs, and in empty eyes, they are senior brothers.

They were of different ages, but they were all bald, and several topless people showed their hardcover muscles, their bodies were densely covered with colorful tattoos, and they carried all kinds of strange weapons in their hands.

After many days of fierce fighting, almost all of these people were wounded, and the wounds on their bodies were haphazardly covered with strips of cloth, and some of them were still holding crutches, which at first glance looked similar to a group of refugees.

But if anyone really treats them as refugees, they are very wrong.

Although the empty little monk had already recognized the group of people in front of him, Wang Hao had already clenched the long knife in his hand vigilantly.

From their eyes, Wang Hao could read a kind of stubbornness and firmness, a kind of contempt that only a true master can have.

This kind of person has the same characteristic, even if it is only the last breath, it must not be taken lightly, as long as they can still move even a little finger, it can cause great damage.

Such a person is either a friend or killed early.

Wang Hao has seen this kind of look on Huo Shishi, and occasionally in the mirror, he has seen it in his own eyes.

As for Huang Fuyun, he is a person who does not need to show his superiority through his eyes.

The empty little monk pulled Wang Hao to the front of the building, and when he saw the senior brothers, the empty sky did not have the ecstasy he imagined, but respectfully made a polite gesture and said, "The senior brothers are fine, the junior brothers are here." ”

Several monks smiled at the empty space, and their eyes were full of care.

A fat monk in his forties and fifties who led the way walked down the steps, touched his empty head, and then smiled at Wang Hao, and saluted: "The donor was frightened just now, monk, I apologized to the donor." ”

"What do you mean?"

Wang Hao frowned and sneered: "Shaolin kung fu is so ruthless, hidden weapons, splitting empty palms, lion roars, one after another, just when we meet, give me a dismount, so majestic, so domineering!" ”

Kongkong also stood beside Wang Hao, frowned at Wang Hao's example, and asked the fat monk with a pout: "Second senior brother, Brother Wang is a good person, why do you want to beat him?" ”

Second senior brother? Wang Hao looked at the guy in front of him, he was covered in fat, I was afraid that he weighed three hundred pounds, and he was really the second senior brother.

The fat monk sighed, shook his head and said: "Hey, I didn't think it was in the temple before, but recently I walked in the world, and I deeply realized what it means to be sinister. ”

After speaking, the fat monk waved his hand towards the ruins of the building behind him, and said, "This matter is a long story, and it is difficult to say in one word, so let's go inside and talk about it in detail." ”

Followed the second senior brother into the Blood Cow Building, there were originally dozens of floors of the building, but now only three floors can barely walk, and the great monks sat on the ground on the first floor, that is, the original hall.

The second senior brother raised his head and shouted: "Fifth senior brother, don't come and apologize to your distinguished guest." ”

In the staircase leading to the second floor, there were several footsteps, and a monk came out of the staircase.

The monk is quite handsome, with a long body, and his monk's robe is full of large and small pockets, which are bulging, and there is a clanging sound of metal hitting between walks.

On his face, a white cloth was tied around his eyes, and pus and blood oozed from the position of the white cloth on the eye sockets.

Seeing this person, Wang Hao probably guessed his identity, but he didn't expect that the guy who fired the hidden weapon was actually a blind man!

Kongkong was shocked: "Fifth Senior Brother, what's wrong with your eyes?" ”

"Senior brother, you're here." The fifth senior brother smiled faintly and groped his way in the direction of Kongkong, who hurriedly trotted over to support him.

The fifth senior brother touched the empty little bald head, and said with a smile: "It's not in the way, I was hit by a bullet a few times." ”

After he finished speaking, he bowed slightly in the direction of Wang Hao, and said: "The donor is really a good skill, I have used forty-eight secret weapons of various types, changed six techniques, and finally used the meteor style in the sky, but the donor dodged them one by one, and the little monk admired!" ”

Listening to his tone, there was no hostility, but there was really admiration, Wang Hao was a little inexplicable, and turned his head to look at the second senior brother.

The second senior brother explained: "My junior brother is a martial madman, don't take it to heart. In fact, today we have seen the emptiness for a long time, but we have to guard against it. ”

He told the story that after the first large-scale attack of the aristocratic coalition army was damaged, the losses were heavy, so he pretended to send peace talks, and each side sent two representatives, and this group of monks believed it to be true, so the senior brother took the fifth junior brother to go.

The negotiation took place in a nearby col, and as a result, an ambush was found, and the aristocratic coalition mobilized almost all the masters, set up machine guns around the col, controlled by thermal weapons, and laid sieges, poisons, and mines.

The senior brother was mighty, broke through the siege, and escaped with the fifth junior brother, but unfortunately the fifth junior brother was still shot twice in the eye and became blind.

"So I waited until I saw the donor coming with the air, and I thought that the donor was also a liar of the coalition army, and came to earn us, until the donor would rather be injured himself than protect him, and the eighth senior brother reported that there was no sign of a large army gathering on the periphery, and we suddenly realized that this is a good person who has been wronged."

The second senior brother sighed: "Hey, the rivers and lakes are sinister!" ”

Wang Hao couldn't help but shake his head, this group of monks can fight or fight, it's too simple, such a simple scam can be fooled.

The fifth senior brother sat cross-legged on the side and smiled: "But it is also a blessing in disguise, after the little monk is blind, the level of hidden weapons has been greatly improved." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hands in a pocket on the monk's robe, grabbed a large handful of hidden weapons in each hand, and then waved his arms at his side a few times.

With the wave of his arm, there was actually an afterimage around him, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, and in the palm of each phanther hand, there was a hidden weapon.

Terrible!

Wang Hao gave a thumbs up, which was quite similar to his own sword and sword.

But after saying so much, I haven't seen the legendary elder brother and master.

Speaking of these two people, the surrounding monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison, their faces were full of sadness and injustice, and even the fifth senior brother of the martial madman clenched his fists tightly.

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