Mo Yufei was already exhausted at this moment, and his martial arts power had almost dissipated. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He was no longer able to cast the Demon Eye, and besides, he was seriously injured and collapsed to the ground, and he couldn't use other moves, not even the Ghost Shadow Trail Step.

Therefore, for Xie Xiaonan's attack on Zhang Ruan's Cancer, he was really powerless, and sighed.

"Amitabha! good, good!" Just as Xie Xiaonan stretched out his giant cancer hand to Zhang Ruan's waist like a devil's claw, an old monk who recited the Buddha's name walked out of a jewelry store on the street. He held a dozen strings of Buddhist beads in his hands. There are hundreds of Buddhist beads hanging on his shoulders, and he constantly makes a slight shaking sound when he walks. It looks like a jewelry vendor.

After seeing this old monk, Xie Xiaonan's cancer hand hesitated slightly, and did not catch Zhang Ruan.

"Donor, this is polite! I don't know if you can buy my peace Buddha beads? The price is fair, only thirty martial magic coins. The old monk squinted his eyes and stared at the noble prince and said indifferently.

His complexion was radiant, and the top of his head was delicate and shiny, and even from a distance, he could see the light on his face and the top of his head.

The noble prince was sitting on the ground, glaring at the old monk. Not a word. He is in a worrying situation, and where does he have the heart to buy any peace Buddha beads. Seeing that the old monk asked a few more questions, he had to wave his hand and refuse, with helplessness and embarrassment on his face.

The old monk no longer paid attention to the prince, and Du Bu continued to walk in front of Xie Xiaonan and began to sell Buddhist beads.

"Hello donor, peace Buddha beads, thirty martial arts fantasy coins, the price is fair, but it can turn evil into good fortune, and in case of trouble, I don't know if you have the heart to buy it?" the old monk asked again. The eyes are even more glittering.

Xie Xiaonan was surprised and looked at the old monk. Zhang Ruan took this opportunity to stretch out his hands and try his best to break the giant hand that clamped Mo Yufei's waist.

But when he broke it, he was surprised. It turned out that the five fingers of Xie Xiaonan's cancer hand were as hard as steel. It has been deeply embedded in Mo Yufei's waist, deep into the soul body, and firmly embedded. No matter how hard Zhang Ruan tried, he couldn't get rid of the giant crab.

Zhang Ruan's brows furrowed. Seeing this, Xie Xiaonan's eyes showed a gloomy and strong murderous aura. He raised his other giant hand and suddenly grabbed Zhang Ruan.

Zhang Ruan knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he simply ignored it, and still tried his best to break the giant crab hand that clamped Mo Yufei's waist.

"Amitabha, you want peace beads, but to say something, the opportunity is rare, and if you miss it, you won't come again. The old monk reminded on the side.

Xie Xiaonan was annoyed, where did he pay attention to this inexplicable old monk, and the Cancer hand was even more mercilessly grasping Zhang Ruan's soul body.

Zhang Ruan's waist seemed to be pinched up by five iron rods, and his voice ached. After slumping to the ground, He Mo Yufei couldn't help but have a miserable face. They looked at each other speechlessly. The two of them were about to be destroyed.

Under the pain of the crab's hand, Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan once again let out a desperate smile. It seems that they are acquiescing and praying at the same time, and the two brothers who are in the same trouble, if they die in the next moment, may be able to meet in another world.

Xie Xiaonan let out a vicious laugh.

"Amitabha, don't you want the Buddha beads of peace?" the old monk asked Xie Xiaonan. Gui Tiancheng, who was not far away, looked at the old monk with a depressed expression, and suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Leave this tattered bead to yourself! I Xie Xiaonan can't use it! I'm very safe, but the two opponents in front of me will be safe soon, and if you don't get it, you'll have to die, hehe!" Xie Xiaonan laughed as he spoke, with a look of being alone here, full of face. Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan were already in great pain and couldn't extricate themselves.

"I don't think so, if your two opponents buy my peace beads, maybe you can be saved!" the old monk narrowed his eyes. Said with a smile.

Xie Xiaonan's eyes instantly doubled, and he threatened loudly: "You uninteresting dead monk, don't talk crazy here and meddle in things." If you want to live, get the hell out of me, and if you hesitate a little longer, be careful that I screw off your shiny head and make you whine!"

"Amitabha, if the old man doesn't go away, the donor will kill me?" the old monk was still smiling, without fear.

"Get out of here!, I'll just say one last time, get out of the way or not?" Xie Xiaonan roared with a murderous intent in his eyes like a blade. It seemed to hint to the old monk that if he hesitated to defend himself, Xie Xiaonan would do it.

"Amitabha, the old man just doesn't get out of the way. Not only do you not get out of the way, but you also have to convince the two donors opposite you to buy my peace beads. If they don't buy it again, I'm afraid their lives will be lost. As soon as the old monk said this, Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan, who were almost in despair, couldn't help but look at each other, and then looked at the old monk in front of them together. I looked at the hundreds of Buddhist beads hanging on the old monk's shoulders and hands, and I couldn't help but feel my heart move.

"Give us two strings of peaceful Buddha beads that turn evil into good fortune and become auspicious in trouble!? The sooner the better!" Mo Yu flew in despair and let out a faint cry for help.

"Thirty martial fantasy coins for each string of Buddha beads, a total of sixty martial fantasy coins for two strings! The old monk looked like a shrewd businessman, and handed over a few strings of Buddhist beads hanging in his left hand to his right hand. Then he stretched out his hand, waiting to receive Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan's martial arts coins.

This act of ignoring Xie Xiaonan, Xie Xiaonan, who was angry, gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even more intense.

Xie Xiaonan felt that with his sixth-level peak martial arts power, he only needed to raise his foot and kick, or blow out a breath, and he could talk about Mo Yufei, Zhang Ruan, and even the old monk in front of him, and easily control death.

He guessed that the martial arts power on the old monk in front of him, although he couldn't see it for a while, it should be higher than Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan, and it should be at the level of about two or three levels. Otherwise, he would not have been so bold as to dare to peddle Buddhist beads in front of him.

But no matter what, he couldn't resist his sixth-level peak martial arts realm after all.

Thinking of this, Xie Xiaonan's suddenly raised left foot suddenly stopped, and he wanted to give the old monk a fatal kick first. But I felt that it was really cheap to let him die like this.

It's better to work with Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan to slowly torture them and then kill them, which shows the majesty and domineering of the prince of the Cancer District.

So, Xie Xiaonan simply still unhurriedly pinched Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan with his giant hand.

"Why don't you hurry up and take out the martial fantasy coins, sixty martial fantasy coins, and one coin can't be missing, otherwise, you won't be able to exchange for two strings of peace Buddha beads!" the old monk continued to explain with a serious face.

"Well, let's pull out the Martial Fantasy Coins!" Mo Yufei and Zhang Ruan agreed as they reached out and scooped through the Martial Fantasy Bags in their respective pockets.