The honest monk is not honest, because some people have found that those who have bullied the honest monk will always be unlucky in a few days, and now, the honest monk wants Su Ang to be unlucky.

His palm slapped out, and in the process it was a little thicker, glowing red with a burning sensation, in the whistling palm wind.

Su Ang's five fingers clenched into a fist and swung it out, like lightning in the sky.

Both of them have strong moves, but the sound of fists and palms clashing is very soft.

Su Ang felt as if he was hit in cotton, and he was lightly powerless.

The honest monk's figure suddenly floated backwards, his body was agile and fast, and his light body lifting technique was not inferior even to Lu Xiaofeng, and in the blink of an eye, he had smashed through the window and flew out.

"Good body." Su Ang praised him, his body was longitudinal, like a flying immortal, and he had followed the figure of the honest monk to chase over.

"Phew, two stinky men, is this girl so unattractive?" Looking at Su Ang and the honest monk, Ouyang stomped his feet angrily.

Ignoring it is a kind of rudeness, let alone for a proud and beautiful woman like Ouyang Qing.

The honest monk's body is really fast, he taps the roof, and the whole person is like an arrow from the string, shooting out, and when the speed slows down a little, then a little bit of the roof, and so on.

Su Ang's figure was slightly behind, and he was a distance of one or two zhang from the honest monk, but he was rapidly getting closer, at most ten breaths, Su Ang was sure that he could catch up with the honest monk.

At this moment, the honest monk's toes were a little on the ridge of the roof, but his figure was folded and rolled back in the air, like a lightning bolt, a black lightning.

The honest monk's arms leaned out, but his hands were put into the sleeves of the robe, and the sleeves of the robe moved, as if they were two dark clouds, obscuring the light of the sun and the moon, shrouding Su Ang.

Su Ang didn't, as if he had expected this.

Suddenly, a sound like a crane groaning came from Su Angzheng.

The voice condensed into a thread, and it burrowed into the ears of the honest monk like a poisonous worm, and it didn't seem to cause him any harm, but the true qi that was constantly circulating suddenly stagnated.

Su Ang punched the two dark clouds with both fists.

Only two muffled sounds were heard, the dark clouds were torn apart, and the sun and moon reappeared.

The honest monk's wide sleeves burst apart like a crack and scattered in all directions.

After Su Ang broke through the two sleeves, the residual fist pushed forward and slammed into the chest of the honest monk.

Suddenly, the honest monk fell obliquely from the sky like a meteor, blood spilling from his mouth, and his face was pale.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, his hands slapped in the void, like a big fat bird flapping its wings, and a strong wind came out of thin air, supporting his body, and the falling momentum slowed down.

He tapped his toes lightly, and the whole person swept away like an arrow again.

But the honest monk had just swept out, Su Ang's left leg was slightly bent, his momentum was restrained, his right leg was raised straight up, and he smashed it down, and the air rumbled, not only with amazing power, but also with a sharp intention, like a heavenly axe splitting down.

The honest monk slapped out his hands and caught the attack of his right leg, and his body fell down suddenly, and Yu Liancheng's left leg suddenly popped out, stabbing at his chest like a divine sword.

The pointe of his foot was on the chest of the honest monk, and even though he had tried his best to defuse it, he was still invaded by a sharp force, causing him to spurt out another mouthful of blood.

Su Ang's legs curled, twisted as if they had no bones, and turned into an afterimage and whipped towards the honest monk.

This attack was so fast that the honest monk didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, so he could only wave his hands busily.

Bang bang bang! The energy continued to explode, and in the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of moves, and the honest monk was firmly suppressed on the ground by Su Ang, which made him shocked and frightened.

Although this honest monk is not obvious on weekdays, his martial arts are quite good, except for the nameless island owner little old man, no matter against anyone, even if it is Gong Jiu who uses a sword like an evil, he is confident that he has a chance to win.

In the face of Su Ang, he didn't have the power to backhand at all, not to mention, even the fledgling knew that the Fire Slashing Sword fought thousands of miles, and the sword technique was unparalleled, and the leg method was just a kind of martial arts that he practiced on the side.

The leg method is still so sharp, if you use the fire sword, how many moves can you hold?

The honest monk couldn't help but stagnate, and the strength that he was originally beaten into his body by Su Ang during the fight exploded at this time.

Although the honest monk was not breathing, he was fortunate to be able to open his mouth, and his body retreated sharply, and shouted: Wait, I admit defeat, I am willing to help you with whatever you want to do.

Monks are also afraid of death, not to mention that a monk like him can't go to Elysium when he dies, he can only go to hell.

Su Ang kicked the monk and made it fly upside down like a rag doll, hitting a wall against her, and the whole person was deeply immersed in it.