The smile on the little monk's face gradually faded, and he slowly spoke.

As the voice fell, the light and shadow of an old monk suspended above his head, and the broken lamp floated into the air, floating in front of the old monk, slowly turning.

The soft light continued to sway, and finally the little monk was plated with a pale gold robe.

"Hey, hey!"

"Nan Nothing... Amitabha! ”

The little monk smiled again, did not retreat, but advanced, and slammed into Su Yang's abdomen with his bald head.

"Hmm..."

"It looks like it's resistant."

Su Yang muttered to himself, paused, raised his hand, and slapped the little monk's bald head with a slap.

Xu Si had been so scattered before, and the golden light of the body protection was so scattered.

But this time, it didn't work.

The golden robe stopped Su Yang's palm, as if it was slapped in a quagmire, even if Su Yang opened the 'breaking method', he couldn't get close to half a step.

The bald head slammed into Su Yang's abdomen, and flew out upside down, but fortunately, the strength was not strong, Su Yang just flew upside down and sat on the ground.

"Hey!"

Su Yang scratched his head and stood up.

"What did you just do that?"

"What then!"

"Protection!"

"Two of them!"

Obviously, Su Yang, who was originally very casual, became a lot more serious and shouted.

In front of everyone's eyes, two phantoms appeared.

At the same time, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Su Yang through the void.

The next moment, wisps of golden light also appeared on Su Yang's body, which looked even more dazzling than the little monk's.

"Three..."

"Except for a little headache, I think I can last ten minutes."

Feeling the state of his body, Su Yang muttered in his mouth, and the next moment he looked at the little monk excitedly, bent over the same time, lowered his head, and made the same action as the little monk, and hit his head hard!

The two heads collided with each other with a muffled thud.

Su Yang took a few steps back and shook his head, always feeling a little confused, commonly known as... It's Venus.

The little monk flew out directly, rolled twice on the ground, and sat on the ground.

The golden light of the two of them became a little thinner at the same time.

"It's fun to fight like this!"

"Come again!"

Su Yang was like a beast that had found its prey, and his whole person was exuding excitement, looking at the little monk and smiling.

"Come!"

The little monk also shouted, got up with a smoke, bent over, hammered his head, and rushed towards Su Yang again.

It's just that on the way to run, he kept muttering something in his mouth.

"How about fixing the light, how about lighting the lamp?"

"I am the past, but I have the future!"

"Burn the lamp—shattered."

With a whispering voice, the emaciated ancient Buddha floating behind the little monk raised his finger again, but this time, it was pointed at Su Yang.

In an instant, the golden light of Su Yang's body protection was dissipated, including the power of the immortals around his body.

The little monk's head hit Su Yang again.

Su Yang flew again...

It was still in that shameful posture, sitting vertically from mid-air and falling to the ground.

"Hey?"

"You're playing yin!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Su Yang's mouth, but he didn't care, he didn't even wipe it, he just turned over, like a gangster fighting on the street.

"You wait!"

"Is there that stuff or something..."

"Force!"

"I want strength!"

"Six!"

Su Yang muttered resentfully.

The immortal spirits of 'protecting the body' and 'breaking the law' quietly dispersed, and then came six new shadows.

Each one, just the momentum, is full of a sense of oppression.

"You play yin, I won't play with you anymore!"

Su Yang smiled, didn't look at the shocked faces of the people around him at all, as fast as lightning, he rushed towards the little monk, and his face would be a little pale with every step he took down.

Carrying the blessings of six immortals at the same time, even if his physical body has been strengthened by the power of immortals, he still can't support it.

Especially mental power!

The tingling sensation from the depths of the brain pressed Su Yang's nerves all the time.

But he's laughing!

With a little madness in his smile, he aimed at the little monk's stomach, raised his foot, and kicked it!

It only lasted for a second, and the golden light exploded!

The little monk shot out like a cannonball, fell heavily to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of blood mist from his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

He struggled to get up, but he had lost the strength to move.

It's silent.

The onlookers had only fear in their eyes.

If there is no error in their profile, it will only be when the fit reaches 5% that a new 'technique' will appear.

That is, the little monk ... The fit guarantee is five!

And there is also a bonus of 'device'.

Outcome...

Fly with one kick?

The golden light of the protective body is the same as glass, and it will be broken when it is broken?

They don't understand!

But in the corner, Xu Siguo, who has always been quiet and enjoys loneliness, has extremely bright eyes at this moment!

That's it!

That's how it feels!

I've been kicked twice!

It's just that it seems... There is no strength of the little monk.

"In just half a month, has Senior Brother's strength improved again?"

"Originally, it was just a narrow victory over me..."

"And now..."

"I haven't suffered enough."

"Geniuses are arrogant, senior brother should... I don't need my help anymore. ”

Xu Siguo slowly closed his eyes and reintegrated into the darkness, trying to find the feeling of loneliness.

And the cripple slowly turned off the mobile phone recording function, and his cold face was slightly distorted: "The madman has beaten someone!" It's all proof! ”

"The killing scene will not be recorded for a while, otherwise Tong Tong asked me why I didn't stop it, it's not easy to explain."

"I can't beat a madman, I can't help it... This reason is too humiliating. ”

The lame man put the phone back in his pocket with satisfaction, and with one hand on crutches, he slowly admired the scene in front of him.

"If you block this kick, you can only turn on the berserk mode."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

"You sacrificed yourself and saved everyone's lives."

"He is worthy of being a Buddhist person."

The shadow is gone.

Su Yang's body shook a little, looking a little weak, but he breathed a sigh of relief, slowly walked towards the little monk, and took out his scalpel.

The little monk lay on the ground, seeing that Su Yang was getting closer and closer to him, but his eyes were still clear and there was no fear.

"Will you kill me?"

The corners of his mouth were still bleeding, looked at Su Yang, and asked seriously.

Su Yang thought for a while: "It depends on the mood." ”

"And how are you feeling right now?" The little monk who had regained some strength struggled to get up, sat on the ground, looked at Su Yang, and asked again.

Su Yang shook his head slightly: "It's not good, I'll fight against you, you play yin." ”

"Oh."

"Okay."

"What if I sing you a song?"

"Are you in a good mood?"

It has reached the stage of life and death, but the little monk still asks such boring topics.

What's even more absurd is that Su Yang really thought about it seriously: "What are you singing?" ”

"I can only chant Buddhist scriptures."

The little monk was a little distressed.

Su Yang was already standing in front of him unconsciously: "I don't like it, I have a headache when I hear it." ”

As he spoke, Su Yang bent down, picked up the broken bronze lamp beside the little monk, and put it in his pocket.

"Okay."

"Then I'll have to wait until I'm dead."

The little monk looked even more distressed, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Su Yang directly.

"Live... Stop it!!! Can't kill !! ”

"Kill! Kill! ”

Suddenly, two voices came from the doorway.

The young city lord of Qiushui City had a big belly and rushed in out of breath.

Liu Chengfeng followed, but there was a glint in his eyes!

It's like smelling money.