"Stinky boy looking for death!"

"Woo-"

Qiu Moli saw that Zhou Xiaoya said that he would fight, and he dared to take the lead, so he immediately became furious, shouted and scolded, and then his lips shrank and rolled into a circle, and the strange whistling sounded again.

The whistling sound was sharp and piercing, and it instantly reached the ears of the corpse slave who was standing behind him.

During the confrontation before, this monster stared at the little monkey in front of him with teeth and claws, and his body trembled a few times in succession, obviously very jealous of the little monkey. At this moment, he heard a sharp whistle, and the corpse slave's body was shocked, and two fierce rays mixed with a little silver light burst out from his eyes, locking on the little monkey that turned into a blood shadow and swept away.

At the same time, on the corpse slave's originally thin body, patches of black gas emerged, and in the blink of an eye, his thin body swelled slightly, and the head and body were black metal, and his limbs were even more shining with silver metal, faintly giving people a feeling of hardness and extraordinary.

As the light flickered, the corpse slave's figure moved and rushed to the front of Qiu Moli, his movements were not jerky, his arms were opened, he held two silver giant fists the size of a casserole, and smashed it into the chest of the little monkey.

As for Qiu Moli, who sent a signal to move, the movement was even faster, almost at the same time as the strange roar came out of his mouth, the slightly old figure had been shot out, and a pair of hands with normal complexion and only slightly dry were suddenly hooked into claws at this time, faintly bursting out of the black light, and the little monkey who pounced forward took the same attack, with a wave of both paws, he approached the little monkey with a fist in his chest, one paw buckled to the other party's shoulder, and the angle of the other claw was even more weird。

This qiē is a long story, but in fact it happened in the midst of lightning.

The clansmen and children of the major families who were watching around the martial arts platform only saw Zhou Xiaoya and Qiu Moli talking and laughing a moment ago, but they didn't know that they would start in the next second.

The eerie aura diffused between the three figures instantly made the onlookers cry out in surprise, especially the girl's sharp scream, which was clearly worried about Qiu Mo being two enemies and one enemy, and the little monkey was so petite.

The heads of the various families on the central martial arts stage did not expect that the two sides would fight when they said they would fight, and their faces changed slightly.

On the field, the little monkey retreated sharply, avoiding the gloomy black claws of Qiu Moli in time, and circled behind the corpse slave like lightning, and attacked his vest with its claws.

The corpse slave turned sharply, his hands crossed across his chest, ready to take the claw hard. Qiu Moli had a hideous smile on his face, and chased after him like a wind, only to wait for the little monkey's paws to hit the arms of the "corpse", and his body froze for a moment, and he immediately killed him.

Of the more than 1,000 children of the families who sat around the martial arts arena, only a few had reached the peak of martial artists, and the rest were ordinary martial artists. Although the few juniors of the Eight Great Families who have reached the realm of peak weapons can capture some afterimages, what they see is also blurry.

In fact, among the more than 1,000 witnesses in the audience, only the heads of the major families, elders and worshippers seated on the stage, as well as the individual masters sitting on the periphery, could see the movements of both sides clearly.

"Hmph, this kid is still that virtuous, either relying on the guards around him, or relying on the beast to get ahead. ”

On the seat of Murong's family in the audience, a scornful glint flashed in Murong Jue's eyes, and he coldly swept Zhou Xiaoya, who had taken a few steps back and sat down after the little monkey made a move, and muttered shamelessly: "Ben Shao wants to see if he will do it himself after killing this little beast...... I don't believe it, he has such good luck coming back......"

At this moment, in the center of the martial arts platform, the little monkey was keenly aware of the danger, and once again made a strange dodge in the air, and his figure shot out, and he had already exchanged directions with the other party in the blink of an eye.

Since then, the two sides have been like butterflies wearing flowers, you have come and gone, and they have quickly dismantled more than ten moves.

As Qiu Moli said before, the soul armor on the monkey king Xiaobai has a certain timeliness, and he can't destroy one of the opponents after seeing it for so long, the little monkey couldn't help but get impatient, observed it in a high-speed sweep, and suddenly stopped suddenly, and then rolled on the ground twice in a row, looking at the claw shadow that avoided Qiu Moli's attack, and then jumped up and struck at the corpse slave's chest.

After the corpse slave moved his hand, he was extremely agile, felt the sound of the wind behind him, and turned sharply again, his left hand was across his chest, which was able to block the claws of the little monkey, and his right hand suddenly swung out, and the huge fist that flashed silver light fell firmly on the little monkey's right shoulder, and the huge force smashed the little monkey's originally thin body.

Or because the Futu blood armor on the little monkey's body has been "materialized" and has physical defense, the heavy punch of the "refining corpse" actually made a "sonorous" sound of gold and iron when it hit its shoulder, which was as strong and loud as an iron stake hitting a bell, which showed the power of this punch.

Qiu Moli, whose figure was also fluttering from the other side at high speed, had a cruel sly smile on his face, and his left hand was empty, turning the virtual into reality, and the black claws of the hook suddenly turned outward, and at an incredible angle in front of the little monkey drew a small half-lonely back, changed direction and flung again, and lightning-like touched the right rib of the little monkey.

Under a hook, Qiu Moli's thin and thin two fingers were as thin as a bird's claws, and the two fingers of the food were vigorously bent, and the black qi was flourishing, and his backhand hooked the ribs of the little monkey.

It was completely different from the effect of the huge punch that smashed into the shoulder of the little monkey one step earlier, not only did this hook not make the sound of the bronze bell colliding with the gold and iron when the giant fist slammed the shoulder, but it made a piercing and short dull sound like the hot and red-hot gold and iron were suddenly thrown into the cold water.

With this strange muffled sound, the little monkey had just been smashed on the shoulder by the corpse slave's heavy fist, and his slightly stagnant figure trembled, and the waist and ribs of the soul armor that were originally surrounded by blood-colored mist, the blood was great, but in an instant, the blooming blood disappeared again.

The slightly trembling figure of the Monkey King Xiaobai was also restored to normal at this moment, as if the claw marks that had been scratched by Qiu Moli's claw had been repaired in the blink of an eye.

"Sigh ......"

At the same moment, the thin head of the little monkey covered under the gloomy soul armor suddenly tilted up, and let out a terrible howl from the neck, its voice was sharp and long, and a touch of sky-high anger was mixed in it, which shook the eardrums of the children of the major families who were nervously staring at the central battle situation in the martial arts arena, and it was the family masters, elders and worshippers of the major families who were closer but had a much higher realm, and they also frowned slightly in discomfort.

At the same time as the terrible scream in the little monkey's mouth sounded, the faint blood-colored aura lingering on the surface of the soul armor covered by his body suddenly exploded, and pieces of thick silk blood mist seemed to come out of thin air, suddenly bursting out from the blood armor, and after half an instant, it was already in a dense trend, covering the entire body of the little monkey, and it was difficult to see a single bit.

As soon as it appeared, it was like a floating cloud swept by a hurricane, tumbling violently, but this cloud was a blood cloud, gloomy and weird, and the rolling range of this blood cloud was also compressed to the extreme, only on the surface of the little monkey's body, it continued to steam up and down violently, looking from a distance, it was like a pot of boiled blood plasma churning strangely in mid-air, and the little monkey who was still screaming in his mouth was wrapped in this strange boiling blood qi.

This qiē is a long story, but it actually happened in the snap of a finger.

The little monkey was hit on the shoulder and under the ribs at the same time by the corpse slave and Qiu Moli, to the terrible howl coming out of its mouth, and then its body was completely enveloped by the bloody aura that suddenly emerged from the soul armor, and then this surging demonic aura that suddenly appeared from the mist to the boiling......

A qiē, as fast as lightning, was almost boiling at this moment, but the corpse slave who had just won the blow was inseparable from the enemy, but he didn't have time to retreat and escape......