Chapter 658: Master Shorty

Even if he can't get out of the way today, he will never be able to give in and admit defeat.

"I said that sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked baby! Seeing that your cultivation is good, reform yourself as soon as possible, and the Buddha and the Taoist can be regarded as doing the Tao for heaven and giving you a transformation. If you persist in persisting in obsession, I am afraid that your fate will not be good!" said the old Taoist priest as he dodged the dwarf's sword technique.

Thirty moves passed in a blink of an eye, and a monk and the rolling knife were evenly divided, and the fight was inseparable......

The second elder and the rolling knife fought together, if it weren't for the record they had fought with the rolling knife in their early years, the possibility of losing this sudden fight was extremely great.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man knew the power of the rolling knife, but he didn't expect the two to be safe and sound.

Watching them fight for a long time, I couldn't help but ask, "Shorty! what's going on?"

The dwarf frantically slashed a few times and then stepped back and said, "I don't know what's going on!

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was stunned, such an explanation made sense.

"I can't see that you are still knowledgeable!, how about my brother's rolling knife?" asked the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man.

"Yes, it's a bit hot, it's much better than his master!" said the old Taoist priest sincerely.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man noticed that the dwarf suddenly became excited, and hurriedly stopped him, and continued to ask tentatively, "Do you know his master?"

"Of course! Back then, we let him live, but we didn't expect him to be able to fill all the loopholes in the sword technique one by one! This set of knife techniques, coupled with his natural defects, is very exquisite!" said the old Taoist priest with emotion.

They have lived in the snow-capped mountains for many years, and they can figure out the thoughts of the people of the world clearly. It was to say such words full of praise.

Unexpectedly, when these words were uttered, the dwarf rushed out with a loud shout.

"Okay, you slasher of a thousand cuts!, what about the dead scholar, why didn't you see him?" the dwarf scolded as he used his sword.

"I said that you are unreasonable! Back then, your master lost in our hands, even if you want to get back to the field, you have to meet you with a junior courtesy, right? Why do you come up as if you have a grudge against you?" The old Taoist priest preached while raising his sword to greet him.

The Floor Rolling Knife is swift and fast, and the dwarf is born with great strength. Therefore, the knife exerted the mighty strength of the knife technique, and also made up for the defect of the knife technique.

Coupled with his short stature, the entire sword technique enveloping his body was simply impeccable.

The key is the weapons of the old Taoist priest and the old monk, after colliding with the big knife several times, they were all shocked to the point that their arms were sore.

Later, he had to make up for the lack with internal force, waiting for an opportunity to attack the dead corner of the dwarf, and use his deep internal force to make the swordsmanship more flexible, so as to prevent contact with the dwarf's weapon.

"Master, I have to be very grateful to you! If it weren't for the immortality of the three of you, why would my master who couldn't die torture me for so many years......" The dwarf scolded frantically.

It turned out that the master of the Floor Rolling Knife had been in seclusion since he was defeated by the third elder, and he was dedicated to training the knife technique of the dwarf in front of him.

Back then, the three of them worked together to take down the rolling knife. To be honest, although the Rolling Knife lacks regulations and depends on its own preferences, its martial arts are really powerful.

Because of his short stature, strange appearance, and doing things according to his own preferences, it is rumored that he is a crooked demon.

Maybe because he has been blinded by too many people since he was a child, so his character flaws have been created.

And although the three elders teamed up to defeat him, they also admired his sword technique, knowing that he was born with a disability, so they forced him to make a heavy oath and let him live.

But how did they know that this man was unusually arrogant, and that oath cut off what he thought all his life.

You must know that he endures humiliation and burden, and what he wants is to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes. And when he met the third elder, he had just walked out of the rivers and lakes.

Losing to the three, he was angry.

That's why he thinks that people in the world are unreasonable.

If it weren't for the three elders joining forces, he would not have lost! This was superimposed on the grievances he had suffered since childhood, and it became the reason and resentment for him to look down on and hold grudges against the world even more.

There was nowhere to vent his resentment, and he kept his oath, but he transferred all this hatred to the dwarf in front of him.

His feelings for the dwarf have an element of hatred for iron and steel, and he also has a grudge against the world.

Because of him, the temperament of the dwarf has also become different from that of normal people.

A normal person's laughter is crying in his eyes, and a normal person's crying will make him laugh when he sees it.

This is not the key, the most important thing is that his killing methods are extremely cruel and bloody.

The twisted pleasure in his heart can only be revealed when he kills.

At this moment, he knew that the two people in front of him were the enemies that the master kept saying, how could his emotions be calm and unfluctuating?

If they hadn't wiped out Master's last hope, he wouldn't have been trained by Master to be a murderer.

He could feel the discriminatory and sympathetic eyes of the world, and he also knew the helplessness of being bullied and despised by the world, and he deeply felt the hatred that Master had inflicted on him against this world.

Only he didn't know that it was because of the second elder in front of him that his master could live.

It is precisely because of these two people in front of him that his master will devote himself to the study of martial arts, and cultivate this set of rolling knives and internal skills to the point of being superb.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man more or less knew about some of the dwarfs, and from the dwarf's out-of-control emotions and the incoherent words that came out of his mouth, he guessed that the two people in front of him were the dwarf's vendettas.

Could it be that the enemy's revenge is not related to the Tang family?

This is impossible! Just after such an idea was born, the man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks quickly denied it again.

In any case, I am not a decent person! These two people in front of me are friends and foes!

They are here, and even if they don't set fires, they are against themselves. Moreover, the act of arson is a blatant declaration of war with oneself.

So, whoever they are, they are their enemies when they appear here! He can't let them leave alive.

"You two go up!" said the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man to the two beside him.

The two nodded slightly and didn't answer, and jumped out directly.

The two men were slightly older than the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, and looked to be in their early forties. The faces of the two are extremely similar, and they are supposed to be twins.

As soon as the two stretched out their hands, they took out two strange-shaped weapons from behind their backs.

When the old Taoist priest saw someone coming forward, he had already secretly looked at these two people.

When he saw the weapons of these two people, his heart suddenly cooled.

In one person's hand was a golden hook, but the golden hook was a few points shorter than an ordinary weapon.

As far as weapons are concerned, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Shortening the gold hook would never have been done without a special move.

But the blades of the Fan Qimen generally have strange killing moves.

Chapter 659 Golden Hook

Generally, when creating Qimen blades, they will be tailored to the owner's preferences.

The owner's habits and specialties coincide with the odd-shaped blade, and this specialty can be amplified and exerted even more powerful.

If you don't know people who are familiar with him and don't know about his habits, your chances of getting to the Tao will be greatly increased......

Look at a soft whip in the other man's hand. The whip shook in his hand, and there was a loud bang in the night sky, and even the flames trembled.

When the long whip reached his hand, the blue sword light on the whip was extremely dazzling.

Strange long whip, blue quenched sword!

The two had the same mind, and they didn't even have the eyes to communicate, so they started to fight directly.

The golden hook glowed with golden light in the light of the fire, and quickly pounced on the monk and Taoist. Behind him, the strange long whip was ready to move......

The old Taoist priest and the old monk were already a little restrained in dealing with a short man, but they didn't expect two more to join the battle group.

They also saw that the strength of these two people was much inferior to that of the short man. But the two of them together were more terrible than the dwarf.

Are you going to die here today?

The two elders couldn't help but look at the way out. The direction of the retreat has long been blocked......

"That's it, I'll see if you bull ghosts, snake gods, can keep me today!" The old monk saw that there was no way out, but he was a lot more open-minded, "Old Taoist, I'll hold them back for a while, and you can find a way to find a scholar!"

"What are you talking about! We will die together, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death to steal life!" The old Taoist priest was moved in his heart, but when he heard the old monk say this, he was suddenly full of pride.

It's a big deal, it's enough to live for such a long time!

......

It's too late, it's too fast, it's all happening in a moment.

The golden hook had already fallen in front of him in a blink of an eye, and the old monk took a deep breath alone and wrapped himself around the rolling knife.

Let the old Taoist priest concentrate on beware of the golden hook. The old Taoist priest saw that the golden hook was menacing, and he didn't dare to take it hard, thinking about finding out his moves first.

Looking at the golden hook that slashed diagonally from the air, he just used the Tai Chi sticky word trick to try to lead him to the side.

At the moment of contact, the old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

According to the feeling, the strength of the golden hook is not large, which means that this person's skill is not thick.

Just as he was about to take the next step and get rid of this person with lightning speed, he suddenly felt a light sword in his hand, and the golden hook turned into a thorn and slashed under his sword.

The speed of the golden hook suddenly became faster, the old Taoist priest was shocked, and the sword in his hand was immediately blocked, and at the same time, he raised his leg and kicked the opponent straight through the heart and kicked the opponent to save it.

When the sword in the old Taoist's hand came into contact with the golden hook again, he realized that the golden hook just now was a false move.

Because at this moment, the strength of the golden hook is many times heavier than before.

He wasn't even more sure if the other party would dodge his kick.

If the other party comes to a desperate posture and falls into this hook, he will definitely suffer a big loss compared to his kick.

The hero does not suffer the loss in front of him, the old Taoist priest turned his mind, and under the operation of the internal force, the chest position that the gold hook was about to touch was shrunk into half an inch.

He didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and used all his internal strength to break the golden hook.

While the old Taoist priest reacted like this, the force of the kick that kicked the opponent's heart was also reduced by half.

With a muffled sound, the owner of the golden hook took a few steps back. The old Taoist priest also did not take advantage.

His ribs were swept by the gold, and a piercing pain hit him, and he reached out and touched it, and the tentacles were hot and damp.

"Are you okay?" the old monk asked anxiously when he saw the old Taoist priest hanging up the lottery.

But he is being chased by the rolling knife, where can he tell the origin.

Because he was worried about the old Taoist, he almost suffered the loss of the rolling knife.

"It's all right! just a little flesh wound!" said the old Taoist priest.

Before the words fell, the golden hook flew over again.

This time, the golden hook pounced and stabbed the old Taoist priest's neck.

The old Taoist priest didn't dare to be careless, and he had enough strength to prepare to take this hook. However, at the same time as the sword body made contact with the golden hook, the owner of the golden hook jumped over his head with the help of a turnover.

The old Taoist priest was about to turn around when he heard the old monk's call to be "careful".

The cold light flashed in front of him, and the long whip of the brother of the golden hook attacked.

The blue blade on the long whip shimmered coldly, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Behind him, the "golden hook" had landed, and the golden hook in his hand stabbed again, hunting with the sound of the wind.

The old Taoist priest was completely panicked, the long whip in front of him was a soft weapon, and he couldn't hard-connect but could only dodge.

And he didn't have to think about it to know that his retreat had been sealed by the golden hook.

The old Taoist priest's heart sank, knowing that he couldn't avoid the other party's poisonous hand this time, and he was inexplicably a little lost in his heart.

The unwillingness to come into close contact with death made him try his last breath to avoid the long whip.

You must know that the long whip has a quenched blade, and if it is touched, it may kill you immediately. There is still a glimmer of life when stabbed by the golden hook.

The lesser of two evils!

He can't get out of the way today, find a way to drag these people, and try his best to send the old monk out, and he will be satisfied.

The old Taoist priest thought so, and at the moment he tried his best to avoid the long whip on the other side.

In his heart, he only begged that the gold hook hand should not be too direct, so that he would be killed directly under one move. In that case, his plans would have been frustrated.

The old Taoist priest dodged the long whip and immediately used his arm to meet the golden hook behind him.

If you can save your life by breaking an arm, then you still have a chance.

As long as there is still a chance, he can win a glimmer of life for the old monk.

The expected pain did not hit, and the old Taoist priest couldn't believe it.

The sound of gold hooks and metal colliding sounds!

Then came the sound of the golden hook falling heavily to the ground.

Whoosh!

Two voices sounded, and two ropes flew from the high ground in the distance, flying accurately towards the old Taoist priest and the old monk.

Where could the two of them think much at this time, and immediately grasped the rope that flew towards them.

The rope swept by, and when those besieging them reacted, the old Taoist priest and the old monk had already flown over them.

"No! chase!" shouted the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man.

Only then did everyone react, and on the cliff in the distance, a scholar was waving a long rope.

There was another swishing sound.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and the hidden weapons of the rain fell like colorful dazzling eyes.

I don't know who triggered the hidden weapon. These hidden weapons enveloped them all over the world, leaving them with nowhere to hide.

The sound of screams and panicked footsteps, the clashing of weapons and the sound of falling hidden weapons were intertwined, making people's scalps tingle to hear.

After the old Taoist priest and the old monk escaped, a few ups and downs arrived at the place where the old scholar stayed.

When they realized that it was the old Confucian who came to the rescue, they had never seen the old Confucian so happy this time.

The old Confucian also greeted them.