The female corpse was fierce and had already jumped in front of the great monk, stretched out two miserable white withered claws and grabbed them. The great monk was caught off guard and happened to be grabbed by her arms, and he only felt that the cold qi in the woman's corpse was flowing into his body little by little along his arms.

"Lao Tie, do we want to help him?" Lu Haotian asked in a low voice.

"He's not an ordinary monk, he's definitely a master, let's take a look first. ”

The old monk was shocked and didn't even think to recover his arm, he supported his sturdy body with one foot, raised his leg, and kicked the female corpse in the chest, that move was not different from what Wushuang used just now, but the effect was completely different. The female corpse was kicked out by him, and after an arc in the air, it hit the temple door panel hard, and the temple door panel was shattered into two with a bang.

"Well, I said he was a master, right? His casual kick was the weight of a daughter!" Wushuang muttered quietly.

Under the moonlight, the great monk showed a fierce light on his face, a wisp of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and he pinched his iron fist and took the initiative to greet him step by step outside the temple gate.

He chattered in the air: "Damn! No one in the living dares to force Lao Tzu to make a move, you dead ghost is that fart? Now Lao Tzu will let you die again!"

Lu Haotian listened and asked Wushuang: "Why does this old monk still talk dirty?

Wushuang said: "I don't think it's domineering, it's more like his innate unchangeable gangsterism." This great monk's words and deeds are very similar to my grandfather's junior brother Ma Fuxiang. But a murderous bearded king finally fell into this dilapidated temple and became a monk for half his life, but it was a bit too much to say. ”

This great monk has no clean place on his body, and he can't see any complexion on his face, so he looks like spring mud. For a while, Wushuang couldn't tell whether he was related to Ma Fuxiang, but just looking at the volley just now, the skill was definitely not something that could be practiced overnight. Even if it is not the third grandfather Ma Fuxiang, it is estimated that Ma Fuxiang taught him the skills of "ten thousand enemies" before he died.

The great monk chased out of the Guandi Temple in three steps. It is estimated that the Goryeo female corpse is still wondering in her heart, where did this come out of a lifeless Cheng Biting Jin? For the first time, I heard that the monks in the temple are also capable of descending cute corpses. The point is that this great monk is enough to fight and not die.

The female corpse jumped forward five or six meters away, and before the great monk could catch up, she bypassed the back of the temple, and then jumped in from the two-meter-high wall behind the temple. It just so happened that Lu Haotian and Wushuang were holding their shoulders and smoking there, she raised her head and took a greedy puff of moonlight, and then spit out a black wind from her mouth, and the black wind was full of fishy smell.

Wushuang, this kid can be regarded as a person with an agile body and a smart mind, and the smell in the air changed slightly, and he immediately dragged Lu Haotian forward and ran.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Haotian didn't understand what was going on.

"Give me those coins!" said Wushuang.

When the great monk heard the voice, he chased in again and circled with the female corpse.

Wushuang took a pile of dark coins and placed them in a circle around the courtyard of the small temple, exactly fourteen, one no more, one no less. He was very particular about his position, and the whole courtyard was sprinkled with bright moonlight, except for the very center of the fourteen coins that was blocked by the canopy of an old pine tree in front of the door.

Wushuang shouted: "Great monk, please force her in." ”

"Boy, what are you going to do?

Wushuang replied: "She took away someone's soul in the tunzi, and I have to find a way to steal it back!"

The great monk glanced back at Wushuang's delicate face, and said with disdain: "You, you will steal souls?" hehe...... Interesting, okay, today I'll see what you are capable of in this future life!"

The great monk used a strange set of palms, his palms seemed to be chaotic, but each palm was as fast as lightning, mixed with his mellow internal force, not to mention people, even if it was a big stone against his palm, it would have to be crushed. Wushuang recognized that Dong Ye had played at home in the last two years, but he definitely did not have the skills of this great monk, and compared with the great monk, he could play at most two percent. There are less than 3 people in the world who can handle this method plus him, and one of them is his junior brother Ma Fuxiang.

The great monk forced the beautiful Goryeo female corpse into the center of the circle that Wushuang placed with the dark coin, and Wushuang ordered Lu Haotian to quickly light the fire.

When the surrounding flames were together, the female corpse immediately became a lot more honest in it, but she still howled at the three of them fiercely.

"Girl, look, this is your mistake, I took the initiative to return the bracelet to you just now, don't you, do you have to end up with a broken soul?" His fourteen dark coins are arranged according to a certain set of evil exorcism formations recorded on the Thousand Machines Thief, and when the fourteen dark coins are burned out, it symbolizes that the evil energy in the woman's corpse has been exhausted, and when the time comes, just pour the ashes of these dark coins into his mouth.

The beautiful Goryeo corpse became quieter and quieter, and finally stood still when the coin burned out.

"If this great beauty is a living person, let me honestly ...... What's that...... It's pretty good, too. Lu Haotian said.

"Okay, don't say it's useless, quickly put away these paper ashes and pour them into her mouth, and after a while, the yin qi in her body will be revived when the moonlight shines again. ”

"No, what do you mean? Every dirty work is mine, isn't it? In the end, little girl, you soaked away, and I still made a fuss!" Lu Haotian complained in his mouth, but he was used to it, so he obediently found a dustpan in the yard to clean up the paper ashes.

The great monk grinned and stood aside and looked at it and asked, "Boy, who are you?

"Ma Fuxiang?" Wushuang suddenly shouted.

His eyes were staring at the big monk tightly, and when the big monk heard the name, his face was inexplicably rippled, and he shook unconsciously, this reflection was also a flash, but it did not escape Wushuang's glasses, Wushuang was sure, this person was the third grandfather Ma Fuxiang Undoubtedly!

"Boy, do you recognize the wrong person? The poor monk was adopted by the old host of the Guandi Temple since he was a child, and he has never been out of the reservoir, but he doesn't know what you said. ”

Wushuang smiled: "Hehe...... I just mentioned casually, the master of the catastrophe doesn't have to care, my good brother and I came out to collect some mountain goods and passed by here, it happened to be late at night, but inadvertently bumped into this demon under the mountain, thanks to the master to save me. ”

"Oh, this poor monk in the middle of the night wants to hear what kind of mountain goods the two bosses receive?"

"Tiger!"