I only heard a deafening loud bang from heaven and earth. The moment the www.biquge.info golden-backed chopping knife and the Zen staff intersected, sparks flew. A gap broke out of the blade of the big knife, and then the man in black felt that his hands were numb, and the knife could no longer be grasped. The broadsword is like an arrow off the string, and it is gone. The man in black looked at his hands again, and the tiger's mouth had cracked, and blood was dripping.

"Not good!" With a loud shout, the man in black no longer stood still as Tarzan as he had just now, and turned around and retreated sharply.

The gray-clothed monk is none other than Da Wei Demon. He was also shocked by the blow just now. His monk's hat had fallen off, and the Zen staff in his hand had a deep scratch. The bricks under his feet were shattered, and his feet sank an inch below the pavement. He was also taken aback, and his qi and blood began to feel a little uncomfortable. Seeing the man in black retreating, he didn't chase after him, but immediately turned around and walked towards the back of the street. This time his pace was noticeably quicker. There was a faint sense of foreboding in his heart.

At the back of the street stood a man in a gray robe, tall and thin, with a placket pinned to the back of his waist, and his face also covered with a black veil. However, what makes people feel a little awkward is that he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. In order to prevent the glasses from slipping, this person deliberately tied a thin rope around the two temples and tied them behind his head. When the demon approached, he saw that this person had an extra sword in his right hand at some point. The blade of the long sword was as bright as water, but the hilt was as black as charcoal, and only a frost bloom could be seen in the starlight. When the demon approached again, the sword slashed at the demon's head like a silver rainbow.

Dawei Demon only tilted his head slightly, his body did not stop, and his right hand grabbed the gray-clothed man's chest.

The gray-clothed man was startled, hurriedly put the long sword on his chest, and turned his figure to the right.

Davis stretched out his middle finger and flicked it at the blade. I only heard a clear sound of "dang", and the long sword was flicked to the side. Daver stepped forward again, passing the Grey Man.

The man in gray felt his wrist tingle slightly. But instead of taking it off, the sword made a half-arc and stabbed at the back of the demon again.

Da Wei Demon was even more unrelenting, and his figure hurriedly flew forward, and he was able to dodge this sword. But the long sword followed like a shadow, as if there was a suction, following the waist of the demon. Da Wei Mo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows (although he was burned to the ground), suddenly stopped, turned sideways, and slapped his right hand at the gray-clothed man's left ribs.

The man in gray was taken aback: this Da Wei Demon's body technique was too fast. The gray-clothed man hurriedly erected his long sword in a whirlwind, blocking his body, and his body also drew half an arc, which was able to dodge this palm. In just two rounds, the front and back of the gray-clothed man's heart was already soaked with sweat.

Da Wei Mo fiercely squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Wudang Taiji Sword, good swordsmanship." How about another palm?" Before he finished speaking, he leaned towards the man in gray again, and stretched out two fingers with his right hand to point at the eyes of the man in gray.

The man in gray slid sideways, his sword cutting half an arc of light towards Da Weimo's wrist.

Da Wei Demon held the Zen staff in his left hand to block the direction of the arc of light, and his two fingers continued to point at the eyes of the gray-clothed man.

The man in gray raised his left palm and sealed the two fingers of the demon. I wanted to seal it, but unfortunately I couldn't seal it. The two fingers were straight forward, and the gray-clothed man's left palm couldn't remove the sharp force of the two fingers of the demon at all. The man in gray had to come to a diamond iron plate bridge and kick his right foot to the crotch of Da Wei Demon.

Da Wei Mo smiled coldly, raised his left leg, and kicked the gray man's right leg. With a click, the gray-clad man's right leg snapped off his knee, and his body flew out, plunging his sword into the wall on the side of the road.

When the head of the man in gray was about to hit the ground, a figure flashed out of the darkness like a ghost, caught the body of the man in gray, and then gently placed it on the ground.

The visitor looked at the gray-clothed man, his eyes were full of pity, and asked softly, "Mr. Mei, how are you?"

The man in gray is the book saint Mei Yunsheng. At this time, he was so painful that beads of sweat fell straight down, and the corners of his mouth were straight. But when he saw the person in front of him, he still forced a smile on his face (more ugly than crying): "I'm sorry Pavilion Master, I'm too incompetent." But I don't have to do anything, I can't die for a while. Leave me alone, catching the thief is the priority. ”

The visitor nodded and said, "Then I'll wronged you for the time being, Mr. Mei." After speaking, the man waved his arm, and two people immediately came up behind him. The two men carried a pair of soft stretchers, walked up to Mei Yunsheng, skillfully carried Mei Yunsheng onto the stretcher, one of them pulled out the sword on the wall, and then quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

The person who came was Chu Jinglian. Tonight, he wore a dark blue brocade gown embroidered with a few faint peonies embroidered with gold thread. He stood up slowly, and under the shadow of the starlight, he could see that his face was also covered with a black veil, and a pair of eyes were staring at the Dawei Demon not far away. The first time he saw this demon, he felt a little excited in his heart for some reason.

With one move, Davis no longer continued to the other side of the street, but suddenly rose to his feet and went straight to the roof on the left. As his figure was about to disappear into the night, a huge copper hammer suddenly flashed out of the darkness and smashed straight down on the top of Da Wei Demon's head with an unrivaled wind.

Da Wei Demon's figure was hanging in the air at this time, and he couldn't dodge anymore. He exerted his divine strength and held the Zen staff with both hands. Hearing a loud sound like the earth shaking (this time it was many times louder than the sound of swords and rods striking each other just now), Da Wei Demon only felt the blood in his chest surge, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on his chest. The rod of the Zen staff was slightly bent by the copper hammer, and the gold ring on the head of the staff shook with a loud sound.

The copper hammer was shaken by the Zen staff and immediately let go, and it was turned upside down more than a foot high. The hammerman's hands were torn apart, and the blood flowed. Look at this hammer man, he is tall and muscular, and he is a head taller than the black-clothed man who used the gold-backed chopping knife just now. He wore a leopard skin shoulder on his upper body and a leopard skin apron on his lower body. His head is like a wheat bucket, and his eyes are like steel bells. Go to the green and shiny brain melon skin, and don't wear a hat. made the hammer man let go of the copper hammer, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This was the first blow in his life, and he was shocked to the point of letting go of the copper hammer. The hammer man did not slack off, and his body retreated sharply and disappeared into the darkness.

Da Wei Demon was shocked and his body fell straight down, and the roof tiles under his feet were shattered. His feet finally landed on the bricks in the house, and the bricks touched by his feet shattered, and Da Weimo held the Zen staff with both hands to stabilize his body.

The people in the house shouted "Mom" and fled everywhere.

Da Wei Mo was very uneasy in his heart, he felt that he was too careless today, and he fell into the net of others without saying a word. He steadied himself, then flew up to the roof again. This time he didn't change direction and kept running to the left. Da Wei Mo ran all the way to the West City Gate and quietly went up to the city.