The monk smiled contemptuously, this kind of attack was like a tickle to him, but he forgot what state he was in now, his strength was not enough to peak Yicheng, he originally wanted to pretend that Boyi would not resist, and let this shot fall on his body, but he didn't expect that the head of the spear really pierced his flesh and skin, and almost sent him away.

After all, the monk used to be a master, and he immediately reacted and opened the spear, which "picked up" a life.

Xu had been frozen for too long, and there was no blood flowing out of the monk's wound, he licked his lips, and said with one hand in the Buddha's salute: "Frozen for ten years, it has regressed a lot, but it doesn't matter, when you overtake you, you will be able to recover."

"Who do you want to overtake?"

Hearing the old man's voice, the monk's expression changed instantly, and the years of ice greatly reduced his perception, and he didn't even notice that there was such a master nearby.

"Amitabha!" The scarlet in the monk's eyes immediately disappeared, and he changed his unnatural face and said, "Senior, the little monk has been trapped for too long, and he has been confused for a while and talks nonsense, not intentionally offended, and hopes for Haihan!"

"I'm sorry!" Zhao Yun's eyes widened immediately, "Bald donkey, your face has changed too quickly, right?"

"No, this son, the poor monk's practice of the Sutra of No Phase, is formless and formless, no love and no hate, and it was all caused by the exercises just now. In fact, the little monk himself advocates compassion and tolerance and love. I hope to forgive me for the offense just now, I see that Gongzi has a relationship with the Buddha, and this "Wuxiang Sutra" will be given to Gongzi."

"I thought my face was invincible in the world, but I didn't expect someone to be braver than me, bald donkey, I obey!"

The monk smiled and said nothing, but he set his eyes on the old man, confirmed that he recognized that he was a person who couldn't be beaten!

The monks are flexible and do not suffer immediate losses!

"If you can beat my grandson, you will live, and if you can't beat it, you will die."

Hearing this, Zhao Yun immediately jumped up: "Old man, is there such a fool of your grandson? He is at least breaking through the realm now, what do you want me to fight? If you want me to die, just say it."

"What's the hurry?" The old man said, and with a finger, a colored light flew into the monk's body, and the latter's cultivation dropped instantly, and it didn't stop until the martial arts triple.

The monk was very unhappy, but he did not dare to resist at all.

"Martial Sect Mie, is it okay now?"

"That's pretty much it." Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, his current strength is almost equivalent to the first and second levels of the martial arts, although it is a bit of pressure to come to the third level, there is still hope, but the old man's next words made him dumbfounded.

"Don't pretend to be the others, get up, you have the same treatment, as long as you can beat my grandson, you can live, of course, the cultivation must be suppressed to our threefold."

As he spoke, the old man's finger popped out, turning into seven rays of light and falling into the bodies of the seven lying people, and the seven people no longer pretended to be asleep, and they all opened their eyes.

"By the way, you can join forces, not one-on-one."

Zhao Yun jumped up again, "Old man, you're crazy, eight of us are threefold, how can I fight in one mortal realm?"

"If you don't grow up in oppression, you die in oppression, boy, I believe in you." After the old man finished speaking, he said in Zhao Yun's mind by means of voice transmission: "Boy, although I won't watch you have an accident, but to make it clear, the treasure on your body that you killed belongs to you, and the one I kill for you belongs to me, you think clearly."

"I ......" Before Zhao Yun could complain a word, there was a sound of knives behind him, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face was already waiting and wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

Zhao Yun wanted to put it on the strain directly, he knew that the old man couldn't really put him in danger, but in that case, the baby would really not be his own, this bad old man was as greedy for money as himself.

"Don't you know if you shoot the first bird?" Since they can't dodge, they will do it directly, Zhao Yun knows that there is no chance of winning with one against eight, so he can only solve a few of them first when they don't know their strength, and take this scar man first!

Zhao Yun didn't look back, the scar man only thought that he was a doll in the mortal realm, and he couldn't react at all, thinking that he was going to win easily, and even leaked a contemptuous smile. However, when his knife was about to slash at Zhao Yun, the gun in the latter's hand moved, and instead of turning the head of the gun, he directly stabbed the butt of the gun in reverse, and slammed it into the heart of the scar man.

"Poof!" Before the scar man could react, his heart was shattered, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood that had been frozen for an unknown amount of time, and his eyes were so round that it was difficult to see.

The others were also stunned, they didn't expect that a mere mortal realm would have such strength, but Zhao Yun didn't stop, and used the power of the rebound to rush forward, and the head of the gun was accurately inserted into the throat of another middle-aged man.

At this time, the others immediately became vigilant, and they no longer dared to underestimate it, and the old man was also surprised, and said secretly: "Killing so happily, what has this kid experienced during this time, he must have killed a lot of people!"

"Haha, grandpa, two people are enough, you can kill the rest, I don't want it!"

As soon as Zhao Yun said this, the others immediately looked at the old man, and some even said excitedly, "Senior, you can't break your promise!"

"Poof!" As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yun's spear was inserted into his chest, and several people realized that they had been fooled and were actually tricked by a hairy child.

The old man is calm, his grandson understands that if he wants money, he will never give up.

"Stinky boy, you're cheating!"

"Let's get on it!"

There were five people left, and only four of them came up from the siege, and one young man with a thin face did not move from beginning to end, but just sat on the ground alone to recuperate.

A monk, a young woman, two youths, and with fists, young women with daggers, and two young men with swords.

Zhao Yun really felt the pressure, although the strength of these four people was suppressed, their own combat experience was much richer than him, especially after being prepared, they were more cautious in making moves, and there were no gaps to drill.

"Bang bang bang!" Four to one Zhao Yun immediately fell behind, and even hung up the lottery, but this made him even more excited.

Since reaching the True Courage Realm with the power of twenty bulls, Zhao Yun has not fought heartily once, with a spear in hand, even if it is a dozen or four, what does it matter!

"Kill!" The body of the gun is like an angry dragon going out to sea, and the head of the gun roars past and rushes towards the monk, Zhao Yun is most annoyed by this bald donkey, and always feels that he is not a good person, but the bald donkey is too strong, and he actually slammed the spear with his fist, and the flesh and iron collided not only did not even break the skin, but the huge force also knocked Zhao Yun back a few steps.

"So hard!" As soon as he sighed, the left and right swords stabbed over, and the woman appeared even more insidiously behind her, and the cold light dagger was quietly aimed at Zhao Yun's heart.

Zhao Yun immediately flipped in the air, the spear circled around his body and three weapons flashed out one after another, and when he landed, the monk's fist wind had already blown his hair.

Zhao Yun instantly felt a fatal crisis, the strength of this punch could definitely make his head open, at the critical moment, Zhao Dagongzi blocked the iron fist with a horizontal gun in front, but the impact of this punch was too great, Zhao Yun flew out with a gun.

Several others saw the opportunity to follow, and two swords and a dagger were pasted in the blink of an eye.

"The stinky boy still doesn't have enough actual combat experience!" The old man smoked a cigarette leisurely, as if it were not his grandson who was beaten, and from time to time he would comment on a few words.

"His grandfather." Shujuan couldn't stand it anymore, "Yun'er won't be in danger, right?"

"Don't worry, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, it's okay to bleed a little and be beaten."

On that side, Zhao Yun, who was retreating, sensed the danger and jumped up at the same time as he kicked to the ground, trying to dodge the attacks that arrived in three directions at the same time, but the three of them were also experienced, and jumped up at the same time as Zhao Yun jumped.

As a last resort, Zhao Yun could only rotate his body, and the spear swept through thousands of troops to resist the siege, but because of the lack of hasty and insufficient strength of the move, the move was deformed, and the dagger was drilled into the loophole to break the defense close, but fortunately, he reacted in time to lean over and dodge, and the dagger slashed through the back of his neck and brought out a bloody flower.

After landing, Zhao Yun touched the wound, the bright red blood flowed with temperature, he turned his neck, and the spear in his hand suddenly turned and rushed towards the young woman, after a short confrontation, he felt that although this person was not the most threatening, but extremely insidious, and did not solve her troubles.

The young woman's face was gloomy, and her steps were so fast that Zhao Yun's gun couldn't touch her at all.

"Boy, you're still a little tender, it's better to admit defeat happily, and make friends when you meet in Pingshui."

"I don't like to be friends with ugly women."

"You're looking for death!" Which woman can stand others saying that she is ugly, the young woman appeared on Zhao Yun's side in a strange flash, and the dagger pierced through the ribs and clothes, carving a deep scar that could be seen in the bone.

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