The four of them used various methods to conceal their breath.

"Damn, isn't there another fisherman who doesn't know each other breaking in?

Why haven't you seen a figure for so long?"

A high-pitched, thin male voice suddenly came, accompanied by the appearance of two monks, a man and a woman.

The man is not tall, has a thin face, and has a pair of mean and slender eyes.

The woman is normal, heroic, capable and tall, with only one eye missing, and a red cloth obliquely covered.

The two of them are angry, and they are not easy to get along with at first glance.

And look at how they dress and the weapons they use, but they look like ...... Cult cultivators?

Compared with Shi Xian, he has less knowledge, but Ming Shenghua recognized it at a glance.

Because she was close to Shi Xian, she wrote an evil directly in Shi Xian's palm, and Shi Xian suddenly understood.

A pair of dark eyes were silently staring at the two people outside.

Just when Shi Xian was uncertain and cultivated in front of him, Ming Shenghua used his divine sense to transmit the sound after a while.

"These two Rao cultivation are the highest but the second layer of the foundation, ...... of us?"

At the same time, it was not only Shi Xian who received the transmission, but also Luoge and Ning Xun.

Shi Xian was still thinking about it, and he didn't have time to react.

In addition, Mingsheng, Hua, Ning Xun and Luoge have already nodded and made a decision.

Chongmu vine rose from the ground, carrying the momentum of pulling out the mountain, the golden blade fell like rain, waiting for the blood to irrigate, the air temperature dropped instantly, and the illusion of the ice and snow enveloped the two evil cultivators.

The three of them shot at the same time, and the two evil cultivators in the Ming place were still looking around.

As soon as he felt the cold killing intent protrude, a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

The monk and the monk looked at each other, and the two quickly separated to dodge.

But after all, he was in a passive position, and he couldn't get out at all for a while, so he could only resist a few injuries.

Just as the thorny wooden vine was about to wrap around the friar's legs, countless silver threads burst out of thin air.

The seemingly delicate and fragile silk thread actually directly crushed the wooden rattan into slag.

The male monk's speed was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, he was a few meters away from the female monk, and his arm directly resisted the oncoming golden caries

"Bell! bell!"

Several crisp metal collision sounds sounded, and the sharp blades scattered in front of the male monk fell to the ground, and as soon as the sharp blades landed, they instantly turned into nothingness.

The monk raised his arm, and the sleeve of his coat fell down with it, revealing the blade of the arm, which was close to the skin, and the silver light on it flashed and was extremely sharp.

Of the three people who had rushed out at this moment, Ming Shenghua went towards the female monk, while Luoge and Ning Xun went towards the male monk.

Ming Shenghua was closer to the female monk, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the female monk, the long sword in his hand swept, and the deep aura in the dantian covered it.

The nun did not accept the call directly, but leaned back, trying her best to avoid fighting against Ming Shenghua.

Over there, Ning Xun and Luoge are also inseparable from the male monks.

After a few breaths, the two sides have already made countless moves.

The female monk has been pressed and beaten by Ming Shenghua all the time, dodging everywhere, and it seems that she does not dare to blink with Ming Shenghua head-on

Only occasionally swing a thin silver thread and fly back.

At this moment, the nun revealed a big loophole, and Ming Shenghua's eyes lit up, and she was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

But the friar stopped her pace.

Ming Shenghua, who was in the excitement, ignored this abnormal phenomenon, and only thought that the nun finally understood that dodging could not solve the problem, and planned to die and struggle.

The long sword broke through the air, the sword aura was shining, flashing like the wind, and the momentum was mighty.

When she concluded that the female monk could not dodge this sword, a flash of secret joy flashed in Ming Shenghua's heart.

But he was suddenly stabbed in his hand.

With a turn of his eyes, it turned out that he didn't know when, Ming Shenghua was actually entangled by the silver wire on the fingertips of the female monk.

With a little force, the sharp silver thread cut through the white and delicate skin and plunged directly into the wrist.

Bright red blood suddenly oozed out, as if a red knot had been put on the wrist.

Ming Shenghua did not slow down his movements because of this pain.

For her, this pain is nothing, and it is not too late to cry out for pain after defeating the friar.

But just when the tip of the sword reached the center of the monk's eyebrows, Ming Shenghua suddenly felt numbness all over his body, and his eyes touched the monk's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a sense of unwanted blessing suddenly rose in his heart

"You use poison, cunning!"

As soon as the words fell, Ming Shenghua was directly kicked by the female monk, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

The blood was still black, and his complexion suddenly darkened, as if he had been deprived of his vitality in an instant.

Just as the friar was about to say a few words in triumph, a white shadow flashed.

Before the friar could react, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and turned over the river.

I only felt that the ground was spinning, and my body flew backwards due to inertia.

The friar looked up in pain, only to see a young face appear in front of her, with bright eyes and teeth, her eyes cut water, and her cheeks smiling.

Before he could react to what was happening, he saw the owner of this face come to him in a blink of an eye.

The nun suddenly had a sense of crisis, and immediately understood that Shi Xian was with Ming Shenghua, and immediately wanted to dodge.

But since Shi Xian is close to this woman's body, he will naturally not be easily distanced.

The skillful fists are clenched, seemingly slender and lovely, and every punch that falls on the friar's body carries a huge power, which can split mountains and rubble and stir up the sea.

Without the slightest pity for the jade, Shi Xian's body is extremely flexible, and he has been forging his body for many years, his strength is incomparable, and he is ruthless in his fists.

The friar's face was almost contorted in pain, and gulps of blood spat out of her mouth.

finally found an opportunity to dodge, but was directly grabbed by Shi Xian's arm and broke his arm with force.

"Click!"

A subtle voice sounded, but the power contained in it made Ming Shenghua on the side sour.

The nun reacted, screamed, and was hit against the mountain wall by Shi Xian's punch with all her might.

Like a moth with broken wings, it didn't even have a chance to resist, and slipped directly to the ground softly, and the blood gushing out of its mouth almost stained its clothes red.

The male monk, who was tired of dealing with Luoge and Ning Xun, felt that something was wrong, and his eyes swept to the tragic appearance of the female monk.

Immediately shouted: "Red General!"

Naturally, the friars could not have responded to him, and now she could not even speak.

Shi Xian punches extremely fast, and every punch is to do his best.

As a Dharma cultivator, the female monk was close to Shi Xian, and without the protection of high-level magic clothes, she almost lost her combat effectiveness.

Just like the fish on the display board, it can only be slaughtered at the leisure of time.

It was almost a victory of devastating and decaying.

Seeing Shi Xian's appearance in his eyes again, recalling his violent appearance just now, he was suddenly frightened, as if he had seen some kind of monster.

As soon as the male monk over there was distracted, he was hit directly by Ning Xun and Luoge who found a gap.

Shi Xian looked at the male monk who was gradually falling into the upper hand, and then rested his heart to help.

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