Sharpen a knife from a tree root, are you brainless or am I mentally retarded!

The black-clothed man's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Run under the willow tree to sharpen your sword?

The short-lived ghost who fought with the hero Yan Chixia in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" and was finally booby-trapped by Nie Xiaoqian?

He is here to ......

Ye Cang swept the hundred-year-old willow tree with his residual light, and a mouthful of old blood was in his throat and ready to go-

It is not the Dryad who is responsible for controlling the ashes, but the fast sword Xiahou who is no less powerful than Nie Xiaoqian.

God, can we not play like this?

Last night, you asked me to fight wits with Nie Xiaoqian, and I got away with it.

Today, you are more ruthless, and directly let labor and management harden Xiahou.

Is this different from letting elementary school students PK special forces? Can you pick one or two of the same level to let me pass the addiction of realm improvement?

Ye Cang greeted God and the system many times in his heart.

Then he raised the dagger calmly.

"Hero, please see. ”

In the sunlight, the blade glows with a ghostly glow.

Xia Hou did not relax his vigilance, staring at Ye Cang without saying a word.

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to make a move immediately, Ye Cang breathed a sigh of relief and began to flicker.

"The poor monk is a closed disciple of Lingyou Zen Master of Jinshan Temple, and just now he and Master Yunyou picked up a dagger full of rust. ”

"Master said that this dagger has spirituality, and it needs to be polished with spiritual willow sap to restore its original state. ”

Ye Cang explained in a good voice, laughing so harmlessly that people and animals had no heart or lungs.

Lingyu Zen Master?!

Xiahou's hand holding the sword loosened slightly.

For the abbot of Jinshan Temple, he must be jealous.

"Where's Lingyou?"

Ye Cang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he waved his hand at Xiahou's back.

"Master, I'm here!"

Xia Hou subconsciously turned his head to look - he didn't even see the hair of the old monk Lingyou.

There is fraud!

As soon as these two words flashed in Xia Hou's mind, a strong wind slashed in his face.

Swish!

He swung his sword and swept it away, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, tearing through the air.

However, he split the air.

Twenty meters away, Ye Cang was still reminiscing about Xiahou's earth-shattering sword just now.

If he hadn't prepared for it and used the plug-in of the True Buddha to ascend to the sky, I'm afraid he would be in a different place by now.

Xia Hou was so angry that his brain exploded.

"If you don't break your body into pieces, I won't be surnamed Xia!"

Ye Cang stood with one hand and smiled slightly.

"Amitabha, its implementation master is not surnamed Xia, after the painstaking research of the poor monks, your surname is Dai, and the name is finished!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Cang hurriedly cast the True Buddha to ascend to the sky, and ran away.

My surname is Daibi...... Stupid!

"Labor and management have killed you!"

Xia Hou roared so loudly that his throat spasmed.

Like an arrow from a string, he rushed out.

Chasing after him, Xia Hou felt that something was wrong.

First of all, this despicable and shameless little monk's cultivation is clearly inferior to his boss, and his speed is only faster than his own, and his mentorship is not simple.

Secondly, how can there be a feeling that you can't do it......

No!

It's not that you can't make it hard, it's that your own cultivation has been falling again!

Xia Hou only found out at this moment that there was an extremely shallow knife mark on the back of his left hand.

He was furious just now, and he didn't take this little injury seriously.

Can ...... now The problem is great!

A little ghost light flickered in the wound, and the burning sensation made his heart feel cold.

"Daggers are poison......ous! You are despicable...... Shameless!"

Xia Hou pointed to Ye Cang not far away, his fingers playing with his life in the air.

Ye Cang held a Zen staff in his hand, quietly looked at Xia Hou, who couldn't say anything, and replied sonorously.

"How can the benefactor judge the poor monk like this? It is simply disrespectful and insulting! Anyone who knows me knows that the poor monk is very despicable and extremely shameless!"

Wow!

Xia Hou spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

He has been mixed for so many years, and he has met shameless people, and he has really never seen a shameless person like Ye Cang.

Xia Hou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was about to scold a few more words, when Ye Cang's faint words came from his ears.

"What the donor has in it is the snake venom of the venomous little green snake, and he doesn't run away until he vomits blood, is he forgetting his brain?"

Xia Hou covered his chest and spit out another mouthful of old blood.

It's not that he doesn't want to run, it's that he can't pull that face.

patted his chest and said, in an open-minded duel, Xiahou can beat Ye Cang five.

But......

He was poisoned before he could show his strength, and now he is on the scalp, except for being pressed to the ground by Ye Cang and rubbing it, there is no other way!

"You wait for labor and management!"

Xia Hou dropped the cruel words and immediately slipped away.

Ye Cang snorted coldly: "Can you run?"

Xia Hou is at his peak, and his body is not Ye Cang's opponent, let alone poisoned?

So seeing that Ye Cang was about to catch up with the killer, Xia Hou experienced the taste of despair for the first time.

It's impossible to run past Ye Cang, okay, then the fish will die and the net will be broken.

When Xia Hou was about to open his posture to fight for his life, he suddenly found that the shameless little monk had slowed down his body and kept a distance from him extremely shamelessly.

This distance made Xiahou desperate and couldn't find a chance.

Well, the laborers continued to run for their lives.

Who wanted him to speed up, Ye Cang followed suitably.

What's even more excessive is that the one who chased back with a thousand knives scolded at the same time, and there was no repetition at all.

"Xiahou, weren't you capable just now? There is a kind of battle with the poor monk for three hundred rounds, and you threw the courage into your mother's stomach?"

"Xiahou, aren't you going to break my body into ten thousand pieces? Come on, in front of the poor monk, don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, otherwise I will teach you to be a man in minutes!"

"Xiahou, there is a kind of fight between us and above, don't run hard, it's not a gentleman at all, if I were your father, I would shoot you directly on the wall back then!"

..................

Xia Hou was so angry that his blood vessels were about to explode.

What is the other party doing? This is playing to death!

After living for so many years, he has seen a lot of winds and waves.

However, I have never been so aggrieved!

I don't know how long I ran, but with a pop, Xiahou's legs were weak and he lay on the ground.

"I'm a muddy horse!"

Xia Hou slammed his fist on the ground, and tears of anger burst out of his eyes.

Yes, you read that right, the arrogant Xiahou, who was famous all over the world, was angry and cried......

Under the hundred-year-old willow tree, Ye Cang held the cyan columbarium and pouted in the direction of Xiahou's life-threatening run.

"With this mental quality, just this cheek, what kind of villain are you, poor monks don't have to talk about you!"

Bite!

The system kindly reminds that Xiahou has done a lot of evil, and the host should kill him, which is a degree!

Under the bright sunshine, Ye Cang looked up at the sky.

In the endless sky, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of grass and mud horses galloping and roaring.

It can be seen every day, Ye Cangzhen did not plan to leave a way for Xiahou to live.

During the period when he was defending and attacking, he had fifty-six ways to send Xiahou to discuss true love with Lord Yama.

The problem is that his identity is not only Fahai, but also a super true Buddha system, and he can't commit the killing ring!

As a result, the system is this dog's day, and this time reminds him that he should kill Xiahou!

You said that you reminded me earlier, how much effort do I have to save, how much spittle do I have to save?

Scolding, you will also get tired!

Ye Cang took a deep breath, stood with one hand, and called out the Buddha's horn in the direction where Xia Hou disappeared.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, and the poor monk adheres to the idea of compassion, leaving you with your life for the time being, hoping that you will put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. ”

System: "......"