On the surface of the lake, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the mana is soaring into the sky.

The hunchbacked monk said that it was a demon cultivator, but his attack methods were full of the shadow of a mortal martial artist, obviously similar to the mad sword Song San, and they were just a newcomer in the monk world.

It's just that the mad sword Song San has only entered the Dharma realm for less than half a month, while the hunchbacked monk has been five or six years old!

How to put it, it's a new and old one.

It's a pity that Crazy Knife Song San, as a man who is favored by heaven and has two golden fingers, it only took him less than half a month to catch up with the efforts of the hunchback monk for five or six years, and his mana is much stronger than that of the hunchback monk!

"What a unfair world!"

When Song San became more and more familiar with his own strength, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and after sighing, he suddenly felt that he was so cheap, so he went down with a knife and swept away all the hidden weapons used by the hunchbacked monk!

There are no spells, only hidden weapons.

Before this hunchbacked monk came into contact with the monk's exercises, he was obviously a master of using hidden weapons, and he poured mana into the hidden weapons, so that each hidden weapon was like a star when it was shot, as fast as lightning, and it was fleeting.

But this secret weapon with a crushing effect for martial arts masters does not have much lethality in front of real monks.

But it's also a matter of course.

Hidden weapons, of course, you have to sneak attack from the shadows, how can there be such a thing as throwing a hidden weapon from the front?

Do you think you're Xiao Li Flying Knife?

The monk can spread mana all over his body, forming an iron-clothed effect, and a hidden weapon with insufficient power cannot penetrate the barrier of mana at all.

However, Song San's sword qi had already crossed the law realm and reached the power of a spell.

Every sword qi he swung out was a spell, no need to chant a spell, no need to fingers, it could be released between thoughts, which was terrifying.

Although with the power of his current sword qi, he was only close to a low-level spell, but who made the hunchbacked monk on the other side just a newcomer?

Therefore, after the initial stalemate, the battle between the two gradually turned into a hanging fight!

The painting boat under the hunchbacked monk's feet was quickly destroyed by the continuous flow of knife energy, which forced him to land on the surface of the lake, relying on the means of pouring mana into the soles of his feet, constantly stomping and moving on the surface of the lake.

However, the mad knife Song San had a "knife step" similar to a floating spell, and the two suddenly made a judgment, and the hunchbacked monk was beaten even worse!

Miserable, miserable, miserable!

Miserable with a capital letter!

Crazy Knife Song San originally wanted to use this fight to increase his understanding, but he didn't expect this hunchbacked monk to be so useless.

He was a little speechless, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally buried the sky with a knife, and blasted the hunchbacked monk directly to the shore!

Seeing the hunchbacked monk flying over in a scream, the culprit suddenly stepped on his feet, and the whole person flew up, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his right hand turned into an eagle's claw, first a claw choked his throat, and then a punch hit his vest!

Hit by this heavy blow, the hunchbacked monk suddenly burst out of blood and fainted miserably.

But when he fainted, for some reason, he faintly showed a happy smile.

"Wake him up. ”

But after Rowan came over, he glanced at the martial artist with disgust, and the martial artist hurriedly stretched out his hand and rolled up the water of the silver lake with his mana, and poured it directly on the face of the hunchbacked monk.

Stimulated by the icy water, the hunchbacked monk suddenly woke up again.

"Hey. ”

Rowan raised his hand and greeted him.

"Hey. ”

The hunchbacked monk replied with a shudder.

Luo Wen lowered his head and asked for a long time, "Tell me, the purpose of your coming to this Silver Lake?"

The hunchbacked monk quietly looked left and right, and found that the swordsman who had beaten him badly was coming from the lake, and a big monk with a full face was looking at him with a fierce look, and the cute child in front of him looked very weird!

This made him tremble, and he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly said: "No, there is no purpose, I just came to raft on the lake...... Soul search! Soul search! I'm here to search for souls!"

Under the "glare" skill of quitting the murderer, the hunchbacked monk suddenly let out a scream like a duck.

Luo Wen frowned slightly, and asked loudly: "Soul search, what soul is searched, there is a soul in this lake?"

The hunchbacked monk hurriedly said, "I don't know very well, I heard about it!"

Rowan was puzzled: "I heard about it, who did you listen to?"

The hunchbacked monk said, "Listen to our master......"

"Sect Master? Why is this another sect leader? Could it be that the pattern of beating the sect leader to the hall master, beating the hall master to the elder, and beating the elder to the sect leader?"

Rowan asked, "Are you quite capable?" and you have joined the sect, what sect is it, and what position do you hold in that sect?"

The hunchbacked monk said honestly: "It's the Netherworld, I don't have any position, I'm just a minion. Our Nether Sect is in the Great Bright Village north of Silver Lake City, and the new Sect Leader, the Old Man Zero, is very powerful, very powerful! I just happened to pass by the Old Man of the Netherworld, and I heard him talking to a core elder, and then talked about the remnant soul under this Silver Lake......

"Old Man, why do you always think you've heard this name somewhere?"

Rowan thought about it for a moment, then put it down for the time being, focusing on the so-called "remnant soul".

"There is a fairy legend in Silver Lake City, the remnant soul you are talking about, shouldn't it be the soul of the fairy?"

The hunchbacked monk shook his head and said, "No. What the sect leader said was also speculation, he thought that if the legend of Silver Lake City was true, then it would be impossible for the legendary female cultivator to leave her silver hairpin behind for no reason. It is likely that the powerful female cultivator used the silver hairpin to suppress the monster, or the silver hairpin was contaminated by the monster and could no longer be used, and was finally discarded here. But if the silver hairpin is used to suppress the monsters, then the monks of the Sheng Dynasty should come to dispose of the monsters after this, and it is impossible for it to be suppressed here forever. So he prefers that the silver hairpin was discarded here after being polluted. In this case, there is a high chance that the silver hairpin will have the remnants of the monster's soul remaining......"

"This logic 666!"

Luo Wen raised his thumb, and then pressed his finger to directly break his dantian, making the chaotic river in his dantian pour thousands of miles.

"Since you are so cooperative, I will only abolish your mana and hand you over to the government to deal with......"

Luo Wen originally thought so, but after the hunchbacked monk's mana was abolished, his face, which was originally like a crown of jade, aged rapidly and withered in an instant.

He didn't even have time to send out a participatory, so he stared there with his eyes stiffened, turning into a dried corpse!

"Lying ......"

Luo Wen stood up suddenly, only to feel that these demon gate exercises were really hurtful, each one was weirder than the other.