Mixed with the rivers and lakes.

There are no more than two kinds, one is about righteousness, and the other is about interests.

The Dragon and Tiger Gang is all about profit.

The death of the second master, in addition to making people sad, did not cause any waves.

The green-shirted boss unconsciously took a few steps back.

Seeing that the monkey demon crushed the second child's head without much effort, how much strength did it take. He thought he could stomp a man's head, but not as easily as a monkey demon.

He felt the breath of the monkey demon, it was indeed a heavenly fairyland, but the breath was too terrifying and deep, making him feel like falling into the abyss. That feeling, just like an ordinary ant and an ant-sized one-person size, are both ants, but the pressure is completely different.

He felt a little suffocated.

Seeing the bloody and violent scene, the lame man sat on the ground in fright. He can sit in the position of the third master, so he is naturally not a fool.

He could see clearly that the monkey demon suddenly appeared in front of the little monkey, and the thin bamboo pole smashed down on his knee, but he didn't even move. As a result, he was unharmed, but the thin bamboo pole was seriously injured by the rebound of his own weapon.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, this monkey demon was too terrifying. This is definitely something that a fairy can do, right?

"Aren't you all waiting for me here? I'm here, so let's go up together. ”

The monkey laughed and laughed eerily.

"Daoist friends laughed, we're just ...... here"

A moment ago, the boss in the green shirt was still thinking about how to explain to Yang Shaocheng Lord for the sake of the five hundred brothers in the gang.

And now, feeling the murderous aura of the monkey as if it were substance, his face changed several times in a row. Suddenly, he couldn't care about anything, so he ran away: "Fellow Daoist, it's all a misunderstanding...... There will be a date later!"

The monkey smiled and chased after him.

The green shirt boss's pupils shrank.

Obviously, he had distanced himself from the monkey demon for nearly forty zhang, but in just two or three breaths, the monkey demon appeared beside him, stuck to his ear, and said:

"Who's kidding you? I'm serious. ”

The monkey's syllables were stretched long, and the violent aura exuded from his body was like the tentacles of countless teeth and claws, and at such a close distance, those invisible tentacles quickly wrapped around him.

The air seemed to become viscous, like cement that was gradually solidifying, firm and hard.

The body of the green-shirted boss slowly froze, and under the pressure of the monkey's terrifying aura, he finally couldn't move.

"How is this possible? This immortal is fake, right?!" the boss in the green shirt was shocked.

"Since you don't kill me, then I'll kill you. The monkey sneered, and his fist slammed into the heart of the green-shirted boss neatly.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a black light tore through the air, rolling up with a mighty momentum, shooting from behind the boss in the green shirt, straight to the center of the monkey's eyebrows.

The monkey was stunned, and subconsciously changed the direction of the punch he punched, blocking the front door.

"Bang!"

A tingling pain in the arm.

A spear as black as ink pierced his arm.

The owner of the gun is a blue-bearded elder with a straight face and a straight body.

He rushed out from behind the boss in the green shirt, moving like a rabbit, extremely agile. I saw him clutching the spear in both hands, frowning imperceptibly.

The tip of the spear pierced the skin of the monkey's arm, and it was difficult to penetrate any more.

The old man increased his strength, but he still saw the effect of silk lines, as if he was pierced on a copper wall.

There was a solemnity on his dignified face.

He immediately made a decision, withdrew the spear with one hand, grabbed the shoulder of the green-shirted boss with the other, and carried him, and his body retreated violently.

"Mo Lao?!"

The boss in the green shirt looked at the old man who saved him, obviously surprised.

"Mo Lao's life-saving grace, great grace is not grateful. ”

"Hmph, do you think the old man is willing to save your dog's life? The old man snorted coldly.

The boss in the green shirt was stunned: "It's the young city lord......"

"Although I have repeatedly overestimated you, I did not expect to underestimate you. ”

A tall, pure white horse came from afar with flying dust. Yang Xia sat on the big horse, grabbed the reins, and stared at the monkey condescendingly.

"Young City Lord...... Poof!"

The boss in the green shirt suddenly turned red and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Before, although the monkey's fist had not yet arrived, the heavy fist had already taken a step towards him, and he had already suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

"Useless things, just know how to run!"

Yang Xia scolded with a gloomy face.

"Knowing that you can't do it, it's the reckless man's doing. The green-shirted boss lowered his head and said.

"So, even if you cultivate for another ten or hundred years, you will never reach the height of Mo Lao!"

Yang Xia sneered.

Mo Lao is the guest worship of the Yang family, cultivating the way of guns, and mainly attacking. His cultivation to the Golden Immortal is a giant existence in the world, comparable to the national teachers of some small countries, and is the patron saint of his Yang family.

The boss in the green shirt clenched his fists and remained silent.

"What about your people?"

Yang Xia asked.

"Hidden in the back. The green-shirted boss pointed to the hill road on either side.

"Hmph, tell me where there is still half a shadow. Yang Xia snorted.

The boss in the green shirt was shocked, only to find that those subordinates saw that the situation was not good, and took the opportunity to run away.

"There really is what kind of master there is, what kind of slave. Stay out of the way, and when I'm done cleaning up the monkey demon, I'll settle accounts with you. ”

Yang Xia once again set his gaze on the monkey, and then shifted to Yu'er in the distance, his eyes becoming fiery.

"As long as you're willing to keep her, I can give up and leave. Yang Xia said hideously.

"Yes? That's really a good thank you. The monkey laughed inexplicably, leaning back and forth.

Yu'er also laughed, holding the demon plant seed that still had residual warmth in her hand, and laughed miserably, laughing so hard that the flowers and branches trembled.

"King, look, Yu'er has said that if you don't disguise, you will get into trouble, Yu'er is not wrong, right?"