And this is still a hammer?!

Woe to the mouth!

Xun Ming's eyelids jumped wildly, and he silently recited a sentence in his mouth, "The master is not accompanied, the wind is tight!" After that, his whole body was locked, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

At the same time as his figure disappeared, the ten fingers hidden in his sleeve flicked, and the four snow-white swords shot out and nailed to the ground everywhere.

On each small sword, there are two sigils that are almost pressed into one.

During the battle, if others don't pay attention carefully, they won't notice that they are two talismans.

When the white-clothed body disappeared and the four snow-white swords just shot out, a silver-white long stick smashed into the place where the white-clothed figure had been before.

Stone chips mixed with dirt and moss burst out in an instant, and a small "cobweb" spread from the ground there.

After seeing the amazing power of a crumbling earth and rock, Xun Ming, who had been paying attention to the woman, roughly confirmed the woman's cultivation path in his heart while his eyelids were beating.

Is it a way to refine the body?

It seems to be just a stick with a crack the thickness of a bucket, but it's far from that simple.

With the help of the connection with the four small swords, Xun Ming had already sensed the undercurrent of spiritual power underground.

I saw that his toes suddenly hit the ground, and his body twisted, and he was biased to one side, just avoiding the treacherous "second stick" that suddenly burst out from under the ground in front of him.

The aftermath of the "second stick" has not stopped, and I don't know when the woman who has come behind Xun Ming swept through the thousands of troops and came to stop her.

However, the slippery young man in white bent down to the stone floor under his feet like an unpredictable prophet, and dodged the stick.

Xun Ming pressed his hands in the palm of his hand, and the pair of yin and yang fish appeared, but he followed the woman's powerful stick and flicked her elbow, which made her figure suddenly pulled to that side.

The sound of crackling bones came from the woman's waist, a bit of a tooth for a tooth.

But the woman, as if she didn't feel the slightest pain, paid no attention to the broken bones in her waist, and just twisted her upper body back with a sharp twist, and then continued to swing the stick.

Xun Ming, who succeeded in one move, but did not gain an inch at all, tightened his waist after the palm he pulled, and stood up straight again, without any superfluous movements, he continued to run towards the gate of the small courtyard.

As for the man, he is not a ghost or a ghost, and his physique is ridiculously strong, but he "twisted" his waist again, obviously for a woman who has broken his waist but looks like a person who has nothing to do.

Originally, Xun Ming didn't have much intention of fighting from the beginning, let alone seeing this bluffing scene now.

This secret realm is really weird.

didn't think about whether the woman was a human or a ghost in the end, and Xun Ming turned on one side, that is, he dodged the woman's stick after Kankan twisted back his waist.

Seeing that the "unwitting" young man in white was about to go to the door, the woman didn't care too much, and the spiritual power in her body suddenly poured into the long stick in her hand.

The silver-white shiny long stick suddenly shone brightly, like a mirror out of the box.

The woman seemed to change the stick into a gun, and pressed her left hand into a palm to the left rear, and with her right hand she took the silver-white stick into her armpit, and pressed the stick with her backhand.

Just for a moment, it seemed that thousands of momentum gathered in front of the stick.

Then, the stick is like a spear, and the gun is like a dragon!

Xun Ming, who was only one step away from reaching the ebony lacquered wooden door, felt the sudden strong aura behind him, and his heart was instantly affected.

I saw that the snow-white little sword that had been inserted into the courtyard before, one of the two layers of talisman seals, "rubbed" and ignited.

Then the woman who used the stick as a gun, and a shot stabbed straight at the Yellow Dragon was suddenly in front of her, and when she saw clearly in front of her, the place where the "tip of the gun" seemed to have infinite sharpness had become a wall in the small courtyard.

It's a long way from that annoying white dress!

didn't pay attention to the woman who stabbed straight to the courtyard wall with a stick, and with a twist of Xun Ming's wrist, which had already come to the wooden door, the other talisman on the four small swords was immediately shattered, and returned to his hand with the small sword.

Heh, what the master is not afraid of is refining the body.

One or two are reckless.

Xun Ming's eyebrows raised contemptuously and said in his heart.

Then he wrapped his palm with spiritual power and pressed his palm on the black lacquered wooden door.

Just as he was about to push the wooden door open, a human mouth suddenly opened on the wooden door that looked ordinary and could no longer be ordinary.

Red lips and white teeth.

What the hell?!

Leng Buding gave Xun Ming, who was scared, a spirit, and almost wanted to withdraw his hand.

Then he heard the man on the wooden door spit:

"Bird Lodge Pond Tree."

What? What's that?

Xun Ming was a little dazed by these brainless words.

This is...... Do you want me to take the next sentence?

When I was a child, I played a lot of poems with a little girl on the mountain, and Xun Ming, who caught the ...... The meaning of the mouth, very easily, is to blurt out the next sentence.

"The monk knocked on the door under the moon."

For a long time, the door did not move.

Xun Ming was stunned, wrapped his hand with spiritual power as if he didn't give up, and then pushed it, but the result was still fruitless.

Isn't that how it works?

Just when Xun Ming was confused, a muffled voice spit out from the mouth of the person on the door:

"You're fucking knocking."

Xun Ming choked at the time, so decent, why are you fucking scolding when you break the door?!

Isn't it clean up?

But the situation is critical, and I don't know when the woman will hit her again.

Xun Ming is also "adults have a lot", and he is ready not to worry about this little thing for the time being.

Well, there will be a chance to dismantle it again in the future.

So Xun Ming reached out and knocked on the door again very obediently.

But this time, the broken door didn't seem to make any trouble.

The wooden door creaked open, revealing chaos outside the door.

A sword light appeared suddenly at the moment when the wooden door opened, like a long line, passing over the head of the person who pushed the door.

But he was dodged by Xun Ming, who had been on guard for a long time.

Otherwise, although others will probably be fine, the long black hair on that end will be very troublesome.

Xun Ming's face suddenly became a little ugly, if it weren't for the fact that his flying sword couldn't shoot, otherwise there would already be a few more holes in the door of the dog's day.

Play with yin drops, right?!

Just when he was about to roll up his sleeves and think about "today's business is done today".

But the situation is not for him to care about these anymore.

A figure had pulled out an iron rod from the wall at some point, and in a flash, it jumped up, and its figure leaned back into a crescent moon in midair.

However, if one end of the "crescent moon" did not pull a big silver iron rod, it would be indescribably far-reaching.

The "crescent moon" paused in the air for only a moment, and then suddenly straightened, its back like a bowstring folded, and its body shot like an arrow, and the silver-white iron rod drew a dazzling arc in the air.

Head down!

Seeing this amazing formation, Xun Ming also didn't care about "reasoning" with the dog's door, and he didn't care about the strange chaos outside the door.

He put away the snow-white sword in his hand again, and in a flash, his figure stepped through the wooden door with his mouth open, and entered the chaos before the arrival of the mighty iron rod.

It was only when he stepped through the wooden door that he heard a muffled and sullen fragmented thought:

"It's not a monk, you're knocking on your grandmother's door."

Xun Ming was unstable at that time, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Damn, isn't this one surnamed Jiang?

The mouth is really owed!