"No!" the great monk replied very simply, and even wanted to give him a thumbs up on the night of the funeral to praise him for his uprightness.

"And Sakura!" asked Funeral Night.

"No, he's better than Simon!" replied Sakurako this time.

It's also very simple, but it's more of a grudge, for some reason, she doesn't like to hold Tang Shishi on the funeral night.

Is it because you have fallen, or is it psychologically ill?

Sakurako doesn't know, but that feeling is really bad!

"It's okay, you guys go, I'll tell you how to fight!"

Sakurako and the Great Monk both stared at him, and then rolled their eyes in unison, this is ...... Despise!

"Anyone can do anything, but not everyone can do it, those who like to point fingers think they know more than others, but are you sure they really take it, or they are even worse than those who seem to have a lot of shortcomings!" Sakurako said a truth, and the funeral night seemed to understand, but it didn't seem to understand, and then he simply pretended not to understand.

"Amitabha meat, what the female Bodhisattva said is very true!" the monk also echoed.

The funeral night found that the two of them had a tacit understanding in this matter against themselves.

"Then are you going or not going!" asked Funeral Night again, but this time his face was obviously much darker, and he should have been serious.

Although Sakurako is unhappy with him, because he always holds beautiful women, the situation in front of him does exist, if the man in gray does not die, or if the man in gray does not retreat, it will be difficult for them to get out.

"I can only try it, but you heard it clearly to me on the night of the funeral, Miss Ben will not give you a hard time, in case you can't fight, I will retreat, and I also believe that as long as you are the target, they may not be able to keep me. ”

"The poor monk completely agrees with the female bodhisattva's opinion!"

Funeral Night: "......"

Sakurako and the great monk participated in the war, and the old woman proudly freed her hands, and then led the remnants of the Five Poisons Sect to support everywhere and kill strong enemies.

The other twenty or so people gathered around the funeral night, because he was now the "acting sect leader" of the Five Poisons Sect, and his status was the same as that of Ximen Shuai before.

Ximen Shuai hid in the crowd, they did not participate in the battle, this is for Mingzhe to protect himself, or to be greedy for life and afraid of death.

In short, they won't do this kind of thankless work.

But Ximen Shuai's eyes kept staring at the direction of the funeral night, very annoyed and unwilling, when was it, that was his position, that was his light.

However, if you don't pay attention, that position, or that light, is gone, and in a blink of an eye, everything is gone.

In the end, I was busy for nothing.

But how to explain to the broken army after going back?

It doesn't seem necessary, Lao Tzu is not his subordinate, and he hasn't eaten his food, what do you have to explain to him?

"But how can I face the demon moon?" this is what Ximen Shuai is most entangled.

The great monk and Sakurako teamed up to fight against the gray-clothed man, and it was very difficult at first, because the great monk's demon robe was damaged by Tang Shishi, and the rosary was gone.

The burden fell on Sakurako's body at once, and it was also a sword, but Sakurako found that her swordsmanship was not as subtle as that of others, and many of her moves were firmly restrained.

This is a kind of crushing at the technical level, and Sakurako's first encounter is even more aggrieved than when dealing with Qianshan Blade and Ximen Shuai.

If it's a poor cultivation, at least there's an excuse because I've been cultivating for a shorter time than him.

But things at the technical level are different, this is the sublimation of spirit and comprehension, to put it bluntly, it is the difference between stupidity and cleverness!

"This is a false move, immediately cut into the right flank and cut off his return hand!" "Funeral Night kept staring at the battlefield of the Gray Man, because he felt that the Gray Man was the most dangerous.

So he also reminded him from time to time, but Sakurako expressed disgust at his behavior of standing and talking without backache.

Obviously, this sword is already very powerful, why do you still want to cut into the wings?

To cut into the wings is to expose yourself to him, or to stick your body to the blade of someone's sword.

This is not a tactic, this is clearly looking for death!

Sakurako directly chose to ignore the reminder of the funeral night, and still focused on avoiding the wing blade according to the previous path.

However, in just a blink of an eye, the blade of the gray-clothed man's sword, which had been focused on greeting and winging, suddenly turned sharply, forming a turn and upward at a strange angle, and the target was the left wing that Sakurako thought was relatively safe.

The man in gray is very fast, his tricks are secretive, and he cuts into tricks, and he easily breaks Sakurako's tendons with a hidden killing move.

"Yikes!"

Sakurako was shocked and hurriedly retreated, this change was completely unexpected by him, it was too weird.

"Take three steps crossbody, then attack at the target, don't be afraid of death!" the voice of the funeral night came again.

But Sakurako was a little confused, and took three steps diagonally, which was exactly the attack range of the man in gray, because he was in such a position.

And then attack, huh, is it possible? That's a range that can fan off!

Do you think I've lived long enough to die?

Anyway, Sakurako had already hesitated and didn't dare to start a tactic according to the method of the funeral night.

"Cut off his fan attack on!" Funeral Night followed with a voice.

But when Sakurako hesitated, the best time had already passed, not to mention that she refused to follow the arrangement of the funeral night, even if she wanted to, it was impossible.

"Right now, monk, attack the opponent's back with your palm, then take three steps back, and get close again!"

The monk was stunned, and gestured his middle finger in the direction of the funeral night: "Donor, you still stand and say! I'm afraid you have a back pain!"

The funeral night patted his forehead, looking a little helpless.

He's not groundless, it's not a spoof, but he can really see the direction of the opponent's attack, but the prediction of this direction is a bit short, and sometimes the opponent's trick has been completed before the words are finished.

This is a relatively superficial insight prophet, if it is a funeral night to reconcile, how to intercept the other party's true qi, the effect is different from now, and the improvement must be obvious.

But he didn't dare to participate in the battle, because his cultivation was too low, and his attributes were too low, no matter how good his skills were, he couldn't stand the strength of the other party!

As long as you succeed, you may be able to get a free return ticket.

Funeral Night shook his head: "It seems that you really have to rely on yourself!"

Sakurako wanted to curse, hammer, and even asked the man in gray if he would join forces to slaughter the funeral night.

She's really angry!

Then many remnants of the Five Poisons Sect came to interfere, and the gray-clothed people were a little overwhelmed, and they killed a lot anyway, but there were still more who were not afraid of death rushing up.

The great monk took out a precept knife and said, "The Buddha will also be angry."

Then from above, it happened that the man in gray had solved a few remnants, and when he faced Sakura, he showed which trick he had just made.

(End of chapter)