Two Tibetan monks walked towards Liu Yu and Li Jing. The fat monk's body is particularly heavy, and on his back is an extremely heavy demon-subduing bronze pestle. With every step he took, there was a faint sound on the ground.

The thin monk was the opposite of him, although the thin monk was also quite tall, his every step was silent. I saw that the palms of his hands were bloody, and I didn't know what kung fu he had practiced.

Liu Yu clenched his fists, stared at the thin monk with both eyes, did not squint, and said to Li Jing: "Actually, you can go, you don't have to be affected by me." ”

Li Jing smiled and said, "Silly boy, if you didn't say it earlier, it's too late to talk about it now!"

She gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, her white jade fingers gripping the swarthy hilt that was half a foot long. The blade was three feet long, narrow and straight, and shone in the folds of the distant light.

She swung her twin knives, pointed at the fat monk, and shouted, "Big fat man, come on!"

When the fat monk heard this, he took off the demon-subduing bronze pestle on his back, shouted, held the pestle with both hands, and smashed it directly towards Li Jingtianlinggai.

Li Jing avoided it lightly, and the demon-subduing copper pestle smashed on the ground, slamming the ground, and flying up pieces of stone chips.

The Nine Poisons Old Monster exclaimed: "This big monk is going to kill Lao Tzu's disciples, Cui Baohu, you don't care about the fuck!?"

Cui Baohu smiled: "Since you didn't hit, it won't be considered a dead hand." ”

He understood that the fat monk's martial arts mainly came from great strength and momentum, and if he didn't have these two, he would have lost half of it.

Li Jing danced with two knives and fought with the fat monk in one place. Although the fat monk is powerful, she is also extremely agile. The Tang knife in her hand was extremely sharp, and after a while, she had already slashed two pieces of copper skin from the fat monk's demon pestle.

Her moves are mainly dodging, supplemented by attack, dodging the fat monk's heavy blows between moves and jumps, and from time to time she looks at the fat monk's empty door, and hands in a few knives, which shocked the fat monk and shouted again and again, and the two were difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Compared with the fierce competition between Li Jing and the fat monk, the thin monk and Liu Yu over there were very silent.

The thin monk walked lightly in front of Liu Yu, his steps were vain, and those who didn't know thought he was a leprosy ghost who was thin as a bamboo pole. He didn't carry a weapon, but slowly raised his palms, a scarlet glow in his palms. He stared at Liu Yu with both eyes, revealing a compelling cold light.

Liu Yu has never been a passive responder.

He didn't wait for the thin monk to put on a posture and swung his fist straight up. The two fists flew diagonally into a shadow, hitting the slender monk everywhere, and this move was the "running into the sea" in the hands of Khitan San.

The top of Liu Yu's head only reached the chest of the thin monk, and the thin monk looked down at him from top to bottom, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, obviously not looking at him in his eyes.

The thin monk was not in a hurry, stretched out his palm gently, and only used six points of internal force, intending to block Liu Yu's fists.

However, when the palm fist touched, the thin monk suddenly felt a tingling in the tiger's mouth, and his heart was taken aback, and he hurriedly took a step back to unload the strength of Liu Yu's fist.

Without waiting for the thin monk to fight back, Liu Yu had already grabbed his body, like a fierce leopard, attacking the thin monk so much that he couldn't make a move.

Seeing this, Yao Yuantai applauded loudly and said: "Our Khitan is very powerful, and the little doll is not afraid of any King Kong Yingang after practice." ”

When Lu Shengyan heard this, she snorted disdainfully.

Yao Yantai hurriedly added with a smile: "Miss Lu, of course, there is also your credit. ”

Although the thin monk's moves were hasty, there was no trace of worry on his face. With every palm he struck, a faint red mist spread out.

Seeing this, Han Bushou blurted out, "Poisonous Sand Palm!"

Hua Sanniang said with a smile: "This monk can be regarded as a nemesis, we Liu Yu are afraid of everything, but we are not afraid of poison." ”

The thin monk saw that Liu Yu had clapped against him several times, but he was still safe and sound, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, and gradually became timid.

Liu Yu took advantage of his cowardice to attack, and the thin monk stretched out his palm to block, but was kicked away by Liu Yu. He didn't wait for the thin monk to slow down, his left foot just landed, and his right foot flew up again, kicking the thin monk's lower abdomen.

Seeing this, Gongsun Mao applauded: "What a 'mandarin duck foot', good kick!"

The thin monk hurriedly dodged to the left, avoiding Liu's flying kicks.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yu was in mid-air, but he suddenly changed his move, and used a style of "Flying Mito", and punched the thin monk's cheeks. The thin monk couldn't help but take a few steps back. Wow, he vomited blood, probably because his cheeks were broken.

Han Bushou was a little surprised when he saw this, and said: "I didn't expect Liu Yu to make a false move, first use a mandarin duck flying kick to deceive the thin monk, and then take the opportunity to punch him." ”

Yao Yantai laughed and said, "Of course, can the apprentices I teach be bad?"

Lu Shengyan didn't think so, her words were like a scoop of cold water poured on everyone's heads, "Where can the dog baby make any false moves, he will only work hard, and if he misses one move, he will make the next move." If you don't knock him down, he won't stop. ”

Han Bushou looked a little worried, and said: "This thin monk looks like his martial arts are much higher than Liu Yu, Liu Ji just relied on his momentary sharpness to suppress him, and he may not be this person's opponent if he fights for a long time." We still need to be prepared at all times, and when we see that the situation is not right, we must pounce on them to save people. ”

After hearing this, Yao Yuantai, Lu Shengyan and Han Bushou nodded again and again.

The Nine Poisons Old Monster didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on the fat monk, and he was already lucky under his feet, ready to support Li Jing at any time. Fortunately, Li Jing walked in the outer circle, slashing with two knives in turn, forcing the fat monk not to attack wantonly, because she did not fall behind for a while.

And Yue Sheng sighed and stood silent, he lowered his head for a while to touch the "Donkey Kong Force" in his arms, and then looked up at the four people fighting fiercely on the side of the stone platform, looking uneasy.

The thin monk is not inexperienced, and after he was punched by Liu Yu, his moves changed immediately. Every time Liu Yu punched, he was sideways to dodge.

His steps became more and more erratic, and his body was squirming, like a feeble sick man standing on the ground and swinging.

Liu Yu felt that every punch he threw was powerless, and at the same time, the seemingly soft moves of the thin monk's gestures sealed his retreat in all directions more and more deadly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Yu struck with his fists in all directions, but felt that the thin monk's limbs were wrapping himself tighter and tighter.

Seeing this, Lu Shengyan hurriedly said: "It's not good, the dog baby is going to suffer, what kind of kung fu is this?"

Han Bushou said: "I once heard my tutor say that there is a 'personal skill' in Tubo that is an extremely soft technique, which is good at winding the opponent's limbs so that the opponent cannot exert force, and is the nemesis of all kinds of masculine kung fu. Liu Yu's fist style was hard, which happened to fall into the arms of this thin monk. ”

Hua Sanniang sneered and said, "If you can't beat it, don't fight, the old lady has a way to subdue this thin monk." ”

Yue Sheng sighed and said hurriedly: "Mrs. Wang, don't mess around, this fight was agreed by both parties, and Mr. Cui also promised not to hurt his two lives." ”

Hua Sanniang took a mouthful of phlegm on his face and scolded: "You know a fart!"

Yue Sheng wiped his face in embarrassment and said, "Okay, good, good!" He stepped back and didn't speak again.

He suddenly saw that Yue Wuwu was looking at him, and glared at him fiercely. Seeing this, Yue Wuwu hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

When everyone looked at the stands, they saw that the thin monk suddenly folded his arms and wanted to take Liu Yu in his arms, and couldn't help but scream.

At this time, Liu Yu's move suddenly changed, his body shook, drilled out from under the thin monk's arms, went around the thin monk's back, and his fists came out together, banging on the ground, and smashed on the thin monk's back, which was the "Flying Fire Meteor" that he had been practicing hard for months.

The thin monk staggered forward a few steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, this time he was really injured internally.

He leaned forward, his arms bent as if to cover his chest.

Liu Yu followed closely, and a "Yaksha Tan Hai" wanted to knock him down completely.

Although the monk was defeated, he suddenly turned his back and scribbled with his arms.

Liu Yu couldn't dodge, and was tightly pinched by his two arms with both hands.

At this time, everyone saw that the thin monk had high cheekbones, and his two eyes were deeply sunk into the sockets. His eyes glared at Liu Yu angrily, as if he was about to breathe fire.

At the same time, he pressed his shoulders together with the force between his hands, and planned to crush Liu Yu's shoulder bones with deep internal force.

Lu Shengyan was about to rush out of the crowd with both palms, and shouted: "Let's save the dog baby!"