The monk swept the fire stick violently, and slammed one of the people who jumped in the air and broke the bones.

The other hand grabbed the other man and slammed him to the ground, then stomped on his head, stomping his whole head into the snow. [Search for the latest updates.]

"Say, Who are you? What to do? The monk asked angrily with a finger on the burning stick.

"Hello monk, we have no hostility towards you." After a moment of hesitation, the person led by the other party walked out and lifted the cloak cover on his head, but it was very dark at this time and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he didn't sound like a person from Begonia Country from the accent, the voice was very brittle, and it was a woman.

"We're looking for someone. ，… The woman took out a photo from her bosom and handed it to the monk.

The monk didn't answer, but asked her to put the photo on the burning stick, and with the other hand, he quickly slid out a match and swiped it on the burning stick.

As soon as the firelight flashed, the monk suddenly saw the person in the photo, the person in the photo was Tang Xiaoyan, these days the monk talked to Tang Xiaoyan every day, and recognized him at a glance.

"What?" The monk asked, he was not likely to retract his lie, did not say that Tang Xiaoyan was not there, but asked about something.

"We were looking for a girl and someone saw them flying together.

The girl is extremely valuable and young, and we have to ask this man about the girl's whereabouts. The woman said, then handed over a photograph.

The monk still took the photo with a burning stick, and suddenly saw a delicate and beautiful face, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, if Tang Xiaoyan saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize that this was the girl he met on the plane.

After looking at the photo, the match was not extinguished, and the monk raised his head slightly, and suddenly saw the face of the woman in front of him in the weak firelight.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, snow-white skin, beautiful, a white woman.

The white woman smiled slightly, "This girl is very noble, if you can't find her again, something big will happen." Here's a photo of them together on a plane to prove they were once together. ”

The woman pulled out another photograph from the Xiong position and handed it over, and the match went out as darkness plunged into darkness.

Suddenly, the photo shattered violently, turning into countless sharp fragments that sprinkled towards the monk's head and face.

What a cunning woman, there is no problem with the first two photos, and I want the monk to relax his vigilance Chapter 3 The photo is indeed a hidden weapon that is indeed poisonous, which makes people unguardable.

The monk's burning stick slammed into the ground, and his body quickly exploded back a few meters.

The woman took advantage of the opportunity and stabbed the monk in the neck with a sharp sword in her hand.

Her swordsmanship has a strong Western style, which is very vicious and direct, and there are no superfluous huā moves.

The monk shouted loudly, and suddenly stretched out his big hand to grab the thin sword that the woman had stabbed, and it was about to break off violently.

The woman's wrist shook violently, and the blade of the sword in the monk's hand suddenly shook like a poisonous snake, cutting his hands all over the blood.

The monk was shocked in his heart, he had been practicing these iron hands for decades, and the thick calluses almost made his palms unable to cut through the knife, and he grasped them very skillfully. So I have never been injured when I grabbed the white blade empty-handed, but I didn't expect to be injured today.

He is the only one who follows the master, it is obvious that he is not a mediocre hand, he is a master, but now he is injured by the woman in front of him, and he really doesn't know what the other party is.

Despite the cut on her palm, the monk still didn't dare to let go, and snapped the sword, and then the elastic force of the blade soared into the air, and the other hand smashed the burning stick down on her head.

The white woman's palm, which looked particularly weak, slammed into the burning stick that smashed down in anger, taking advantage of the momentum.

"Click" The monk's sturdy burning stick was violently torn apart.

The woman wore a sharp knife in her other hand.

"Click, click" The woman waved the knife incessantly, cutting off the monk's burning stick piece by piece, and then the knife slammed towards the monk's heart.

The monk rolled in shock, and quickly retreated to the temple gate with his feet.

"Master, someone is coming, go quickly," the monk shouted inside.

"Even you can't beat you?" The master asked.

"No beat." Monk Dao.

"Then go and call the murderer in the stone house on the right to come out, remember, it's enough to subdue the enemy, don't let him kill again." Master Dao.

Then, the master looked outside and said: "The guests who came from afar leave quickly, that murderer has few opponents in the world, and he is too late, I am afraid that you will lose your life." 、、Dabei and the gentle and kind way of the people.

"Really? Then I'll meet you Oriental masters. The woman sneered.

"Alas......" the master sighed.

"The stakes are so great that you can only follow the power, and you have to release that murderer, it's really a crime and a crime" The master was slightly annoyed, at this time Tang Xiaoyan was entering a deep meditation, if he was disturbed, the consequences would be completely unimaginable.

"Go and wake up the murderer." The master said to the monk.

The monk suddenly said bitterly: "Yes." ”

"Master, go to your secret room first, and we'll take care of it outside." Monk Dao.

At this time, the woman pressed up again, brushing brushes, and a few more swords.

The monk had no burning stick, and his mind was restless, and he was stabbed several times in a row, and the blood gushed like a spring.........

"Don't run yet, go and call the murderer." When the master heard the sound of the monk being injured, his voice suddenly rose a little, he had always been unable to move by the wind,

o is not shocked, calm and calm, at this time, the voice is raised a few degrees has already explained the inner emotions.

"Master, you go, you go, go into the secret room, enter the secret room," the monk shouted loudly, quickly closing the temple door, and then guarding the temple door like a door god covered in blood.

The martial arts of the East are not very good, the white woman pursed her lips disdainfully, and the thin sword in her hand was like a poisonous sandfly, and she quickly picked up more than a dozen swords.

The pieces of meat on the monk's body were dug up alive in more than a dozen pieces, each one inch in size.

For a moment, the monk's whole body seemed to be drenched in blood.

"Call that murderer" The master's voice trembled slightly.

"Master, hurry into the secret room," the monk hissed and shouted, his eyes wide, his limbs wide open, and his blood rushing towards the white woman, wanting to die with her.

"Bang" white woman flies... Pierced his body violently, pinned him to the door, and then kicked the temple door open, and then grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and pulled the sword from the door, but the sword had a large barb, and the sword was still stuck in the monk's body after it was pulled out.

The white woman grabbed the sword and dragged the monk's body to the temple, and the blood on the monk's body was surging, all of which stained the ground red. After the white woman entered the temple, she kicked open a door, and immediately saw Tang Xiaoyan and an old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then immediately smelled a fragrance of you.

"How old are you?" The woman asked the master.

The master looked at the bloodied monk on the ground, and suddenly closed his eyes in pain, and quickly recited the scriptures silently.

"I ask you, how old are you?" The white woman asked angrily: "It's unlucky to kill the elderly, I don't kill the same 80-year-old man." ”

"Forget how old you are." The master said slowly.

"Then you get out of the way, I'm going to take this boy away." The white woman has always been Tang Xiaoyan.

"He can't be disturbed now, and if he does, the consequences will be unimaginable." The master said: "Trouble the female benefactor to wait a few more moments, so that he can communicate with you after waking up by himself." "Get out of the way" The white woman drew her sword and slashed it across the master's neck, and said coldly: "I said that I would not kill the old man normally, but these thoughts are no match for my impatience. "I won't let it." Master Dao.

"Could it be that you can stop me?" The white woman said: "Your Oriental martial arts are completely vulnerable, and you are also a legendary master." "I have no power to restrain the chicken, but the female benefactor's words about Dongfang martial arts are a little arbitrary, not to mention the murderer who lives in the stone house on my right, and the layman on the mountainside alone is far more than you." Master Dao.

"I haven't been to the stone house you mentioned, but I went into the room on the mountainside, and there was no one in it, only a dog. The quarrel was annoying, and I killed it with a sword. ”

The woman said.

"Sin, sin" The master's face was full of grief, and the wrinkles on his face twitched incessantly.

"The two so-called masters you mentioned, I'll learn them later, but now you get out of the way and let me take this young man away." The white woman said, "Otherwise, I will cut off your head with a sword." ”

The master slowly closed his eyes and ignored them.

The white woman's sword was everything, and the master's neck suddenly broke, and blood gushed out.

"Just two millimeters further inside, you can cut your major artery, and if you cut the major artery in this environment, you will definitely die." The white woman said coldly.

The blood on the body of the burning monk Weiwei was flowing too much, and now he was in a half-conscious state, and when he saw the blood gushing out of the master's neck, he suddenly woke up suddenly, and said, "Master, fight back quickly........."

"I don't know martial arts, how can I fight back?" Master Dao.

"You will, you will......" the monk cried.

"It's forgotten, and it's not like you don't know. ,,Master Dao.

"Okay, you win, I broke the ring." The white woman's rapier swung down violently, threatening to cut off the master's head.

At this moment, the blood on the sword slammed into the face of the young man sitting cross-legged opposite.

Suddenly, she was shocked to see the young man who had been meditating with his eyes closed and suddenly opened his eyes.

The dim room seemed to light up suddenly, and the eyes were cold, cruel, haughty, and indifferent, and he saw the bleeding master for the first time, the white woman with the sword in her hand, and the dozen mysterious killers in cloaks she stretched out.

"Phew" he jerked to his feet and walked straight in front of a killer.

Everyone was slightly surprised, but they didn't know what he was going to do.

I saw him lightly reach out and pinch the Adam's apple of a killer and squeeze it violently.

“

......" a tragic scream, killed.

He obviously wanted to hide just now, and he thought he could dodge, but for some reason, his whole body seemed to be locked.

A long knife that had snatched the killer, one on the left and one on the right.

"Division, Division, Division......"

The knife was white, and the three killers were split in half.

…，！。