"The road is long and slow, this matter is all because of my Shaolin, and the poor monk should seek justice for the two heroes of the She family. Speaking of this, Monk Xiao Rulai Huikong ignored how others dissuaded him, took a breath of dantian qi, flew up, and his fat body fell silently on the field like a light goose feather.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Huikong came to receive the teaching!" Xi Xiaoliu saw that he was a big monk, and he knew that it would be difficult to deal with, and he was also a little tired in his physical strength when he was alone before, so he turned around and wanted to return to the team.

How did he know that Monk Huikong was eager for revenge, and he threw off his big stride and had already arrived behind him, and he couldn't help but say that it was a strong King Kong palm greeting.

In desperation, Xi Xiaoliu had no way to retreat, so he had to resist with a pair of dagger knives in his palm.

When the fight was returned, one fat and one thin were entangled together. With Xi Xiaoliu's poisonous knife technique, it is barely possible to deal with ordinary martial arts people, but once he encounters Shaolin monks such as Monk Huikong, he immediately seems to be unable to use his hands and feet.

On the other hand, the palms and shadows of the Huikong monk are staggered, and for a while it becomes a wind and thunder to attack its three key points, and for a while it becomes a hidden posture and comes first, in short, no matter how you look at it, the live monkey Xi Xiaoliu only has the appearance of defeat, and there is no chance to take advantage of it.

Di Yi, a layman in Pingtian, felt that this dwarf was also a manufacturable material, and he couldn't bear to hurt the morale of the army by defeating him like this, so he secretly ordered his capable cadres to find a suitable time to come to the stage to help him.

Just as Monk Huikong was doing his best and was about to kill Xi Xiaoliuli in the palm of his hand, a person suddenly jumped up behind him, and shouted: "Bald donkey, isn't it shameful to bully a short man with your size, how about counting this general?"

When he stabilized his body and looked at it, there was an armored white-robed young general beside the panting monkey, holding a white ash bright silver spear in his hand.

"This little benefactor, the ring has always pursued a solo fight, if you also want to fight with the poor monk, you can wait for me to finish taking care of this person, I will definitely accompany him to the end. ”

"Haha, you thief monk Dao is very scheming, relying on his wide body and fat body, even if he wins by luck, he is not capable. Even though there are two of us, when added together, it is the same amount as yours, so strictly speaking, it is not a violation of the rules of fighting. ”

"Amitabha, good, good. Monk Huikong listened to this clever remark and clasped his palms together. As a monk, he is not good at arguing with others, let alone on the battlefield of this life-and-death competition, who in the court has not stained the blood of Shaolin disciples on his hands?

Just settle the two of them together.

"Even if the donor thinks so, the poor monk can't say much, so please join in. Seeing that the monk had boarded his thief ship, the white-robed young general sneered, trembled the silver spear three times, and made a move

"Pulling grass to find snakes" to attack the next plate of Huikong monk. Xi Xiaoliu saw that things had changed, and he instantly understood that this white-robed young general must have been instructed by someone to come with his eyes.

Hurriedly danced the two dagger knives in his hand, kept up with the rhythm of the helper, and cooperated with the white-robed young general to seal the retreat of Monk Huikong.

There is a silver spear nodding in front, and there is a double-edged way to block the way back, and the laughing monk who is affected by the enemy in the abdomen is compared to Shaolin Zhengong, and the palm of the thunder is a thousand jun, and one enemy and two are not left behind.

The three of them fought for more than 20 rounds, and the great monk shook his waist and hit Xi Xiaoliu's left arm vigorously.

His palm was so powerful that Xiao Liu's slender body bones could stand it, and he suddenly fell to the ground with a scream.

After leveling one person and one person, Monk Huikong didn't dare to stay longer, his feet spun sharply, swept away the head of the white-robed young general's gun with his legs, followed his body and probed forward, and the Great Compassion Seal shot out.

The white-robed young general knew that the monk in front of him was capable, and as a military general of the kamikaze battalion, he hurriedly turned the silver spear in his hand and hit the door of the monk Huikong with the gun.

In the end, it was still the great monk's internal strength that was amazing, and before the white-robed general's gun hit him, the strength of the Great Compassion Seal had already knocked him to the ground, and the silver spear was just bloody.

"Amitabha, I conceded it. Luohan was soft-hearted and had compassion, and Monk Huikong left his white robe to no longer make things difficult, and turned around to capture the Saihuo monkey Xi Xiaoliu who was lying on the ground.

As soon as he leaned down, something suddenly flew behind him, and Monk Huikong was defenseless, and was hit on the buttocks by that thing, and his flesh and blood were blurred immediately.

In instinct, Monk Huikong picked up Xi Xiaoliu's collar with one hand, and when he looked back, he saw that the white-robed young general had staggered to his feet at some point, and sneered at himself: "What a bald donkey, if you are hit by my secret weapon, you can still stand still and have some ability, but this will not help, and if you have half a stick of incense, you will bleed to death in seven holes, so hurry down now and ask them to prepare for the aftermath for you." "They are all people who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and Monk Huikong naturally knows that what he said is true, and now as long as he has internal strength, he feels that his legs are weak, and the blurred figure in front of him may not be able to support it for long.

blame yourself for being too merciful at the beginning, leaving a scourge for yourself in this life and death arena, but now it's too late to regret it.

Expecting to have such a catastrophe in his fate, it was useless to worry, so while he hadn't fallen down yet, Monk Huikong gathered his strength in his palm and aimed at the head of Xi Xiaoliu in his hand

With a "snap", a thousand peach blossoms bloomed in an instant, killing the live monkey in front of the group of heroes, which was very happy.

"Hmph, it's really a useless thing!" Seeing that the person he wanted to protect was not saved, Di Yi, a monk in Pingtian, raised his eyebrows, forcibly took an iron leaf from the willow leaf armor of the warrior beside him, and secretly threw it at Monk Huikong.

At this time, Hui Kong's body was highly poisonous, and his five senses were dull, even if he knew that someone was hitting him in the dark, he couldn't dodge.

At the critical moment, a hurricane suddenly struck from outside the sky, forcibly knocking down the iron leaves sent out by Di Yi.

When he looked up, he saw a handsome young man standing on the stage, lined with a green shirt, and carrying a long strip of dark blue and white plum flower sleeve behind him, helping the monk Huikong up.

"Said a good competition, and hurt people in secret, it seems that the official military equipment of the imperial court is a group of small people with wine bags and rice bags, which is really funny. The weak monk Huikong looked at the person in front of him, although he didn't know it, but judging from the skills of this young man, he was not a busy person, and he immediately became much more down-to-earth.

Although the white-robed young general on the side injured the monk, he still failed to save Xi Xiaoliu according to the instructions of the governor, and thought that punishment would be indispensable after going back, so it was better to take advantage of the fact that the remnants were still active, and the two in front of him could fight to the death.

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