For Zhuang Nan's scolding, the old monk's face was very calm, and he seemed to be very cultivated.

Zhuang couldn't see this, and scolded even more vigorously.

Scolding and scolding, he suddenly saw the black tendons on the old monk's forehead burst out, and his dark eyes suddenly looked at Zhuang Nan.

Zhuang Nan was immediately frightened and shrunk his neck:

"Didn't you say you'd kill us tomorrow? Do you want to break your own rules? ”

When the old monk heard this, he said slowly:

"There is often a saying in the world about borrowing and making advances, and the poor monks plan to advance you first."

Zhuang Nanyan heard the words, and immediately turned into a bitter gourd face:

"No, you're a master, how can you do such a thing?"

The old monk no longer answered Zhuang Nan's words, but just sneered and stretched out his hand, about to catch Zhuang Nan.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a sharpened long stick flying from the forest in the distance, hitting the old monk's head.

The old monk withdrew his hand and made a sitting meditation pose.

The long stick was immediately slowed down, and when it reached its side, it had little strength left, shook it, and fell to the ground.

After this long stick, more than ten long sticks flew in, all aimed at the old monk.

The old monk sat in meditation in the air, his body tensed, and he defused the attacks of long sticks.

And after the long stick flew, another roar was heard.

A white-haired man with a height of one foot rushed out of the forest and came quickly.

Zhuang who was looking frightened saw this, and his eyes lit up.

The person who came was the white-haired man who taught Zhou Shisheng before.

Zhou Shisheng, who was tied up like zongzi, was also a little overjoyed when he saw this.

The white-haired man rushed, jumped up, and punched the old monk.

The old monk remained still motionless and maintained a sitting meditation posture.

It's just obvious that the muscles and muscles on his body are bulging, obviously trying his best to protect it.

The white-haired man punched the old monk, and the closer he got to the old monk, the slower he became, as if he was stopped by a lot of resistance.

It's just that as the white-haired man continues to exert strength, it can be seen that the black tendons on the old monk's forehead are pulling out, and he seems to be a little unbearable.

The old monk was also resolute, and he couldn't resist the method of sitting meditation.

As soon as he raised the skull wooden fish in his hand, he hit the white-haired man's fist, and he took the opportunity to float and hide aside.

The white-haired man's blow was defused, but he did not stop, bullying forward again and constantly attacking.

The old monk struck the skull wooden fish with his arm bones, and an ugly evil sound was heard.

The white-haired man roared, and the sound waves swung out to ward off the evil sound.

He attacked with his fists again, and he was very brave.

The old monk is not good at close combat, and in the face of the attack of the white-haired man, he took off the skull beads around his neck and surrounded him, constantly resisting the attack of the white-haired man's fist.

The two sides fought endlessly, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Zhuang saw this and applauded again and again.

Yeming took the opportunity to untie the old vine that bound Zhou Shisheng.

After the white-haired man continued to fight with the old monk, he was forced to retreat by the black smoke that erupted from the old monk's beads.

Seeing this, a sinister smile appeared on the old monk's face, and he tore off the black blood robe on his body and threw it towards the white-haired man.

If a normal hairy person is covered by his robe, he will definitely not be able to live.

But the white-haired man was obviously not ordinary, and when he saw the robe coming, he suddenly pinched the trick in his hand, and bursts of white light appeared, hitting the robe.

The robe was immediately struck back by the white light.

When the old monk saw this, he was surprised.

Unexpectedly, this hairy man who looks like five big and three thick can actually spell.

The white-haired man didn't care what the old monk thought, and when he pinched the magic trick in his hand, he saw the surrounding sand, gravel, and earth flying up, heading towards the old monk.

When the old monk saw this, he immediately resisted with a skeleton bead.

The two then fought against each other with their own spells.

The three of them had long been hiding to the side and watching from a large rock.

Zhuang Nan said in surprise:

"I didn't expect this big guy, the weakest is actually melee combat, this spell, all kinds of spells, so powerful!"

Ye Ming said to Zhou Shisheng with some dissatisfaction:

"Look at it, this hairy person has a lot of thoughts, obviously has powerful spells, but only teaches you martial arts, it can be seen that his thoughts are quite deep!"

When Zhou Shisheng heard this, he said silently:

"Is it possible that it's because we're in too much of a hurry and it hasn't had time to teach?"

Yeming didn't answer at all, just patted Zhou Shisheng on the shoulder and said:

"Don't look at it, hurry up, shoot that old thief with a bald arrow."

As a hunter, it was not a shame to sneak attack, and Zhou Shisheng didn't feel that Ye Ming's proposal was problematic.

Take the Cold Cloud Iron Bow in your hand, put on the Cold Cloud Iron Arrow, and aim at the old monk.

With the experience of a successful activation before, Zhou Shisheng calmed down and successfully pulled the bow.

After the bow is opened for a third of the way, it can't be pulled again.

Zhou Shisheng did not hesitate, and shot the arrow according to the old monk.

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and the sharp arrow came towards the old monk's chest.

The old monk also reacted quickly, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately blocked the skeleton wooden fish in front of his chest.

The arrow shot directly through the skull wooden fish, and an arrow protruded, almost hitting the old monk in the chest.

Seeing that he stopped this arrow, the old monk was afraid and angry.

Just before he could fight back, he saw Zhou Shisheng stretching his bow again and shooting another arrow.

Obviously, he already has a little experience in mastering this cold cloud iron bow.

This arrow was shot, and the old monk still wanted to block it, but he was restrained by the white-haired man's spell, and it was too late to avoid it.

The power of the arrow was huge, and an arrow hit the old monk's chest, and it was directly pierced.

On the chest of the old monk, black smoke immediately rose up.

This arrow directly hit the old monk hard, causing his body to be a little distorted.

Seeing this, the white-haired man immediately strengthened his spell attack, and a big stone flew out and smashed at the old monk.

Seeing this, the old monk blocked the skeleton beads in front of him.

The beads exploded in a series of explosions, shattering several flying boulders.

Smoke was already rising from the scene.

The old monk took this opportunity to turn into a puff of black smoke, and disappeared with a sigh.

The white-haired man opened his mouth and spat out a gust of wind, blowing away the smoke and dust, but he didn't see the old monk, and he knew that the other party had fled.

Seeing the old monk fleeing, the three of them came out from behind the boulder where they were hiding.

Zhuang Nan greeted the white-haired man with some excitement.

Seeing a few people, the white-haired man also showed an ugly smile.

After Zhou Shisheng and the white-haired man looked at each other, he picked up the spear, made a move with his hand, withdrew the arrow, looked in the direction of the battle between the wolf demon and the red-haired people, and said:

"I think it's necessary to go back and see how things go."

Hearing this, Yeming hugged the white-haired man's legs, nodded and said:

"No problem, I also feel that you can't be untrustworthy when you are a man, and if you say that you have a good alliance, you must unite to the end!"

As he spoke, he climbed the hair of the white-haired man, went up to his back, and pointed to the battlefield over there:

"Let's go, let's go back!"

The white-haired man nodded honestly, grabbed Zhuang Jian and Zhou Shisheng with both hands, and put them on his back.

With the three people on his back, he strode towards the battlefield over there......

I have to say that the speed of the white-haired man is quite okay.

The three of them ran for a long time, and the white-haired man arrived in a short time.

When I returned to the battlefield, I saw that the wolf demons were obviously at a disadvantage.

Although there were also red-haired people at the scene who were killed by the wolf demon against their weaknesses, the wolf demon's losses were significantly greater.

The wolf demon general was besieged by two hairy men at this time, and he was beaten miserably.

is the son of the wolf king, the performance is okay, and he can still have a slight upper hand over a hairy man alone.

The movement of the white-haired people was very large, and there was nothing to hide, and the wolf demons and red-haired people who were fighting at the scene saw them for the first time.

The wolf demons were overjoyed when they saw these guys suddenly come over with a foreign helper.

And when the red-haired people saw the white-haired man, they all shouted, as if they had encountered some terrible enemy.

The white-haired man who originally smiled kindly also immediately became vicious after seeing the red-haired man.

The white-haired man flicked his hand and put down the three people on his back.

He uprooted a tree next to him and used it as a weapon, and rushed directly towards the group of red-haired people.

Two big men from the red-haired man's side immediately appeared, fighting with the white-haired man.

Even in the melee combat, which the white-haired man is not good at, the two red-haired people were a little overwhelmed and were beaten and retreated.

At this time, there was another hairy howl in the distance.

A red-haired man with a height of two feet rampaged through the woods.

The size of this red-haired man was twice as large as that of the white-haired man, and when he stood in front of him, his momentum was in an obvious oppression.

"It's King Kong!"

The wolf demon general saw the red-haired man appear, and his face turned pale.

Many of their wolf demons were devoured alive by this monster, and no one in the clan could fight against them except the wolf king.

And the wolf king is not the opponent of the red-haired leader......

Zhuang Yan, who was waiting in the forest just now for the white-haired people to kill the Quartet, saw this, and his expression froze:

"Such a big man...... Can old white hair work? ”

Zhou Shisheng couldn't help but clench his fists, and his hands were already on the side of the cold cloud iron bow.

Ye Ming smiled: "Don't forget, the weakest thing for old white hair is melee combat. ”

It seems to confirm what Yeming said, facing an opponent who is obviously much bigger than himself, the white-haired man, well, the old white-haired man jumped back, pinched the trick in his hand, and immediately a huge boulder the size of a house rolled down the hillside and went straight to the red-haired King Kong.

The red-haired King Kong screamed, and threw a punch, directly breaking the boulder apart.

This boulder is just the beginning, and as the old white hair continues to practice, the boulders roll down one after another.

The red-haired King Kong relied on his indestructible body to shatter boulders.

When the wolf demons saw that the most powerful red-haired King Kong was being dragged down, their morale suddenly soared.

It's a pity that the red-haired people's combat effectiveness still maintains an advantage.

Even if the wolf demons have some confidence, it still doesn't work, and they are still suppressed by the other party and are at a disadvantage.

Zhou Shisheng, who was hiding in the forest, didn't need to be reminded by others, he had already opened his bow and arrows, and planned to secretly give the red-haired King Kong a bit.

Seeing this, Yeming on the side nodded with satisfaction, revealing a look of "the child can be taught".

After Zhou Shisheng aimed at the chest of the red-haired King Kong, he shot an arrow.

The arrow broke through the air, and when he was about to shoot the red-haired King Kong, he saw this monster grab the arrow.

The force on the arrow is extremely strong, and even if you catch the arrow, you are still pushed back by its strong thrust.

Seeing this, the old white hair changed the magic trick in his hand, and dozens of sharpened wooden sticks flew out, approaching the red-haired King Kong.

The red-haired King Kong, who could barely block an arrow, faced these wooden sticks and roared, causing them to tremble in the air.

The red hairs on the red hair King Kong's body hardened immediately, and each one was like a steel needle.

The wooden stick struck again, hitting it on the body, but it was all shattered by the red hair, and it failed to really hurt the red hair King Kong.

And the red-haired King Kong shook his hand, threw away the arrows that had exhausted his strength, turned his head, and went straight to the three people in the forest.

Seeing this, Lao Baimao blocked the way with a big stone, but was broken by the opponent's continuous punches, but failed to stop it.

He wrapped it around rattan and dragged his legs, which slowed it down.

Zhou Shisheng took the opportunity to shoot another arrow.

The red-haired King Kong moved extremely fast and grabbed the arrow with one hand.

It was only carried backwards by the tremendous power of the arrow, and it crashed into the opposite hillside.

It doesn't seem to be able to defeat the other side, it just provokes.

The red-haired King Kong roared, and there was a kind of power in his voice that shook the mountains and forests, and the surrounding soil and rocks shattered, and the big trees cracked.

The old white fur manipulated a large number of trees to block and eliminate the influence of its cry.

After the red-haired King Kong shouted continuously, he couldn't help his opponent.

Just as he was about to rush forward again, a low cry came from a distance.

Hearing that voice, the red-haired King Kong roared unwillingly, stopped moving forward, and turned backward.

The other red-haired people are the same, giving up the attack one by one and leaving with the red-haired King Kong.

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