Seeing that someone came to help him, the ghost knife was really the same as he thought, and his face was a little unhappy.

Yang Zihuo hurriedly explained: "There will be a tough battle to fight later, Mu Chen asked me to help you, and they will find a way to get the abbot." ”

"Cut. "It's a real problem, okay, then let's deal with this strange woman together, but don't hold me back. Otherwise, I might cut you.

Yang Zihuo nodded: "Don't drag me down, keep up!"

said that he rushed forward directly with a gun, according to the strength of the black qi, this woman is indeed not simple, two Yang Zihuo, who can be called masters, ghost knives, and the siege of two people, he is not afraid.

The black woman sneered: "Oh, I'm here like a handsome little guy, people may not be able to stand it, the two brothers have to let their sister a little." ”

Then I saw that the momentum of Yang Zihuo Ghost Knife and the two people, one was fiercer than the other.

Maybe these two straight men of steel were just enough to restrain the charm of this woman, and he released them several times, but it was useless.

In the end, he said angrily, "Damn." Two wooden gada. ”

Then, with his true strength, he began to fight with two pieces of wood.

To say that Yang Zihuo and the two of them really chose the right person to deal with this kind of woman with charming skills, it is called a frigidity.

Xiao Muchen almost didn't laugh, and he couldn't speak anymore when he looked at the people who were angry.

If there are two people over there, it can be considered stable, so there is no need to continue to worry about things over there.

The immediate priority now is this abbot, who is the key to uncovering the monastery and the only one who knows what is happening these days.

At this moment, Mu Chen's heart suddenly surrounded him with Sanskrit on his body, slowly turning beside him.

At this time, the abbot was entangled by the Dinghai stick he threw earlier, as if there was an invisible person fighting with him with the stick.

It is not weaker than the attack density when he was in Mu Chenxin's hands.

There were more and more Sanskrit words on Mu Chenxin's body, and he slowly changed his posture, holding the palm of his hand at the abbot with one hand.

Step out on both legs and face the other hand behind you.

After all, the golden long stick still failed to stop the abbot monk, and under the intensive attack, the golden long stick was beaten away by the abbot and inserted into Mu Chenxin's side.

Then he was about to rush over with the long black stick in his hand.

At this time, Mu Chenxin suddenly shouted: "When do you want to see the play, come and help me, cover for me." ”

Yang Ziming and Xiao Muchen were a little embarrassed, they had been fighting hard for a long time, and both sides were desperate.

The two of them were still leisurely drinking tea on the roof of the building, Xiao Muchen took out the long-lost condensation qi and rushed down with a spear in his hand.

Yang Ziming followed closely behind, and drew his spear in the same way.

Rushed towards the abbot together, at this time he had just gotten rid of the entanglement of the Dinghai stick, and was about to rush towards Mu Chenxin, when the stick pointed out that he was about to approach Mu Chenxin's others.

A golden spear streaked up, defusing his next attack.

Then the three of them fought together, and Xiao Muchen felt at this time how much pressure Mu Chen's heart was just now.

It turned out that this abbot was so powerful, Yang Ziming and him combined, they were a little out of breath, but the Yang family's marksmanship was not vegetarian.

The two people's intensive attacks were the same as the abbot, and now he finally understood why the abbot was suppressed by Mu Chenxin for three points.

It turned out that his stick method was unruly, and he completely relied on his own reflexes and strong true qi to dance wildly.

This feature is also very consistent with the last time the two of them met the demon Wu Xingzhen, his knife technique seems to be wielding indiscriminately, although it is extraordinarily dense, but there is no order.

In other words, these become demons, basically relying on their original skills to fight, but they lack the ingenuity of their skills.

It's also that you suddenly occupy someone else's body, and that move is indeed back.

However, every skill requires a long time of tempering to condense and achieve the theory of skill.

This kind of thing is that no matter how strong your true qi is, it is impossible to become a peerless master.

This is why, in many martial arts novels, some people have obtained the true biography of the old-timers, but their own is still on the table.

It's just that compared with ordinary people, the strength has become a little bigger, but in terms of moves, it still hasn't changed at all.

Under the suppression of the two people, the abbot had no way to get close to Mu Chenxin at the first time and interrupt his attack.

It seems that the thing that Mu Chenxin is condensing now makes the demonic qi in this body a little scared and afraid, but since it can make him afraid, it means that this kind of attack is very harmful to him.

The two of them were fighting, and the abbot suddenly exploded with a black true qi, shaking Xiao Muchen and the others apart.

Then there was a loud roar, where the true qi was released, very strong, and the two of them stuck the spear in their hands on the ground to stabilize their bodies with difficulty, blocking the impact from the abbot's explosion.

After a loud roar, the demonic energy consumed by the abbot was restored again, which means that the previous consumption was all in vain.

A black shadow began to appear around him, this is a doppelganger skill, of course he recognizes it, but it is not the abbot's move, but the move of the demon clan.

As soon as he moved, the clones condensed from the black gas moved behind him.

Looking at it, it turns out that these clones are driven by the abbot's mind, that is, although they have increased in number, they are still fighting with one person in the real sense.

The doppelganger consumes divine sense, which means that one's strength will be weakened.

But it still makes people feel very troublesome, because as long as there is a gap, Xiao Muchen firmly believes that the abbot will rush to Mu Chenxin as soon as possible, and at that time, Mu Chenxin behind him will be in danger.

Obviously, Mu Chen's heart behind him can't move now, and the condensed exercises will be invalid as soon as he moves.

Now this demon seems to be very anxious, and the battle just now actually didn't last long.

Xiao Muchen shouted at Yang Ziming: "You go to the back to cover the monk, I will deal with these clones alone."

Yang Ziming looked at him and did not hesitate, at this time, hesitation for a long time will lead to defeat.

Because the abbot had already rushed over with his doppelganger, there was not much time for him to think about it now, and the trust between the brothers came into play at such a time.

Xiao Muchen closed his eyes and condensed the true qi on his body, at this time, how eager he was to have a super-large range of group attacks and a single shot to disperse the clones in an instant.

The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny, he just tried to close his eyes and perceive it, but his eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes, he was still the same.