Chapter Ninety-Six: The Death of the Second Monk

It was like an iron rod hitting a rotten wood, the legs collided head-on, and the blind monk's one-meter-long calf "clicked" and folded into an impossible angle, and the broken bones tore the skin from the calf and stomach with bright red flesh, tearing open a hideous wound.

Despite the astonishing nature of his heart, the blind monk's body still trembled, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his bare head.

Bai Ze was unforgiving, and with the strength of his right leg out, he pulled the sword out of the monk's palm with both hands, turned around in mid-air, and slashed at the monk diagonally, about to cut the monk into two pieces.

The dazzling white light suddenly exploded in front of him, Bai Ze's eyes turned, covered with a layer of red and black, and turned into a pair of ghost eyes similar to the seven or eight points of the divine soul, but the slashing sword was not deformed at all.

Seeing that the spell did not work, the earless monk showed a compassionate smile on his face, and his upper and lower teeth bit hard, and a large mouthful of blood accompanied by half of the rotten flesh on his tongue was spit on the tower.

The small tower absorbed the essence and blood of his tongue, and the colorful light was flourishing, and the monk who lacked ears threw the small tower hard, and the small tower rose out of thin air, suddenly swelling in a circle, and struck towards Bai Ze's head.

Bai Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, and he didn't want to bury the blind monk, so he could only turn his sword around and stab it obliquely at the base of the small tower.

I don't want the power attached to the small tower to be extremely large, and the crisp sound of metal intersecting "dang" shook everyone's ears. The sword in Bai Ze's hand was bent, almost not broken, and he was so shocked that he took two steps back and made a few deep footprints.

The small tower was also bounced away, much darker in color, and floated in a circle, re-protecting the side of the earless monk.

The blind monk took advantage of this gap to shrink and expand his limbs, and his legs returned to normal to stand up again, transferring the injury to his left arm.

Seeing Bai Ze rushing over with a sword again, the earless monk took out a whistle made of miserable white bones from his arms, transported his spiritual power, his eyes bloomed with divine light, and he put it to his mouth and blew it.

The blind monk had already prepared, and a pair of eyes turned into black liquid, completely protecting his ears. A piercing howl emanated from the whistle, forming a double impact in the air like sound waves and spirits, crushing the surrounding flowers and plants to the ground and hitting Bai Ze.

Let Bai Ze cover his ears, and also use a mute technique on himself to prevent sound waves. But the mental impact still hit Bai Ze's head, making him dizzy, and the pain of his head explosion did not stop, and a little blood involuntarily flowed out of his ears and nose.

Seeing that the blind monk had rushed to the front, Bai Ze's face was hideous, and he used the Maha secret method, his eyes completely turned into the ghost eyes of the gods, and he cheered up his spirits, and the green tendons of his whole body burst out, and he slashed away with a sword.

The blind monk was expressionless, and had already abandoned this arm by default. His legs were moving forward, and he was attacking with his right hand, and his left arm was only affecting himself.

Blood spurted out, and the blind monk's left arm did not block the blade of the sword for a moment, and slid cleanly to the ground. At the same time, the blind monk's right hand was clenched into a claw, straight towards the enemy's throat, and the claw wind blew a layer of goosebumps between Bai Ze's neck.

However, Bai Ze's distorted face suddenly showed a bloody and evil smile, which was no different from his divine soul, and the Maha secret method was already absorbing the spirit of the outside world for his own use, not to mention that the spirit of the monk who lacked ears was far less solid and condensed than Bai Ze.

I saw Bai Ze's pair of red and black ghost eyes swirling inwardly into two small whirlpools, and the spiritual power that struck around them was crushed by the whirlpools, and then fused into one.

In the distance, the earless monk Qiqi suddenly burst out with blood, and the whistle in his mouth slid weakly with blood, turning around in the air a few times, and the sharp points of his bones were inserted into the dirt.

Although the blind monk couldn't see, he was still affected by the mental confusion that came with the operation of the Maha Tantra, and the eagle talons stretched forward paused slightly.

At this moment, Bai Ze's palm, which was larger than him, covered his claws from the bottom up. The blind monk was startled and tried his best to resist, his nails pierced the skin in Bai Ze's palm, and his five claws were stained with blood.

But then the palm of the hand clenched unstoppably, and the blind monk's hand was pinched and exploded into a ball of meat paste in Bai Ze's palm, and blood, meat sauce and tiny bones connected to the tendons were squeezed out of Bai Ze's fingers, looking disgusting and cruel.

The blind monk's face was twisted in pain, but he still resisted, kicked his feet, and the moment he jumped up, his left leg disappeared, his right leg became thick and long, and the tense blood vessels were clearly visible, and he kicked towards Bai Ze's lower abdomen.

With a sneer on his face, Bai Ze let go of his left hand and let go of the rotten flesh that his bare wrist was carrying. With a twist of the sword light in his right hand, he shook from bottom to top on the faces of the two people facing each other, bringing up two jets of blood, splashing the two people's heads and faces covered with blood.

A large severed leg and a severed arm fell to the ground one after another, instantly staining a large area of dirt into bloody mud. The blind monk was slashed like a human stick, his limbs were nearly lost, and he fell to the ground and rolled twice, and the three severed limb wounds twitched and spurted blood.

As if sensing that the twin brother was about to leave the world, the earless monk in the distance raised his head slightly, with seven blood streams on his face, showing a smile that seemed to see through everything. He raised his arm tremblingly, and the little tower seemed to feel something, trembling with excitement and falling on his hand.

The monk who lacked ears suddenly spoke, and even the blind monk who was already speechless followed the mouth and squirmed: "The lowly servant lacks ears (blind), and he has the entrustment of the great immortal, and I am afraid that he will die at the hands of a strong enemy today......"

"Bang" A gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared in the head of the earless monk, and the smile on his face was gone, and he slowly fell to the ground with full disbelief.

Bai Ze slowly lowered the pistol that smelled of gunpowder, and said disdainfully: "If it weren't for the sake of saving bullets, I would have jumped the two of you one by one! ”

The headache came, Bai Ze lowered his head and rubbed his head, and looked forward again, only to see that the small tower was still exuding a hazy brilliance, absorbing two blood springs in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the two corpses had turned into dried corpses.

Bai Ze's eyes were cold, he strode towards the small tower with his sword, and at the same time aimed his pistol, and hit the tower with two shots, "bang, bang".

But when the bullet hit the tower, it only burst out two sparks, and it didn't affect it at all. Bai Ze casually threw the gun aside, held the sword in both hands, and used all his strength, the long sword made a piercing grinding sound in the air, and slashed towards the small tower.

Probably not wanting to bear this sword, Xiao Ta paused the adsorption, and a big hand made of blood emerged from the fourth floor, wrapped around the blade of the sword, and Bai Ze suddenly couldn't grasp the sword with both hands, and came out of his hand, sticking far away into a tree.

Bai Ze staggered a few steps, and when he saw that the small tower was invincible, he didn't say a word, and immediately turned around and ran. The soil was stepped out of several small pits, and with his explosive power, Bai Ze ran a hundred meters away in the forest in less than seven or eight seconds.