The monk surnamed Huang raised his neck to the sky, jumped to his feet and scolded for a long time without any movement, and released his divine thoughts to investigate, but he was limited to cultivation but could only involve fifty zhang outside his body, and he didn't know where the stone movement was.

At this time, his mouth was dry, his anger was burning, he turned around and glared at the old disciple surnamed Zhang with a bitter face, and shouted: "Go! Climb up and see if this kid is still there?" I and Lao Wang turned around from the other side of the valley and intercepted this stinky boy. ”

The monk surnamed Zhang shook his head with a bitter face, "Forget it, we didn't take care of it in the first place, why do we have to do so much? This matter is already like this, let's go back to the mountain to report to the master and receive the punishment!"

The monks surnamed Huang and Wang were furious and scolded them repeatedly-

"Lao Zhang, what kind of fart are you doing? Didn't Lao Wang and I help you get that kid's ghost? When it came to the end, you shrank back yourself?"

Don't forget, we also took advantage of that person in this matter, if it is a mess, how can you explain it? There is no benefit, how can you spend the three years in a year? Lao Zhang, there is no turning back arrow when you open the bow, if you want to talk about your conscience, you don't enter our demonic door, hand over your equipment as soon as possible, and get out of the mountain! Phew, look at your mother-in-law and mother-in-law, both of us brothers and sons have been dragged down by you!"

The monk surnamed Zhang squeezed together with wrinkles on his face, and said with a bitter face: "The one who benefits that person is ...... It's the two of you, what's wrong with my old Zhang...... You're just talking to me...... I'm here to help. ”

"What do you say?" the two of them were furious, and they shook the ghost flags in their hands, and they were about to do something to him.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Huang seemed to notice something, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the thick mist rolling in front of him, and he didn't see anything.

He released his divine thoughts to probe again, and suddenly his face changed, and his body shrugged, and he was about to dodge.

Suddenly, two spade arms stretched out from the gravel under his feet, and his glowing palms grasped his feet tightly, making him struggle empty, unable to escape, and he couldn't help but look frightened, and shouted, "Enemy attack! Come and help ......."

Before the word "busy" could be spoken, the gloomy fog above his head suddenly parted, and a big knife with red light slashed down with a strong wind.

Swish!

The monk surnamed Huang was so frightened that he didn't have time to summon the ghosts and flying forks back to rescue him, so he could only raise his arms and close his eyes with his true qi.

There was a loud bang, and the evil qi on his arm collided with the red light on the broadsword, and the black light splattered.

After an instant, the true qi was broken, and the blade of the big knife peeled straight through the flesh.

Bloodshot and shining, half of his arm was cut off alive and flew in the air.

The monk surnamed Huang screamed miserably, taking advantage of this block, he landed and rolled on the ground, and he was about to break free from the grasp of the two big hands under his feet.

When the two monks beside him saw this surprise attack, they were shocked, their mouths opened wide, their eyes widened, and they did not react for a moment.

The next moment, the black mist above his head rolled and separated, accompanied by the sound of a fierce wind, and he saw a thin figure burrowing out of the clouds and mist, slamming into the face of the monk surnamed Huang with a fist wrapped in ten thousand powers.

He was thirteen or fourteen years old, his still immature round face was full of determination, his mouth was pursed, his teeth were clenched, his two thick eyebrows were erected, and his sharp eyes projected a terrifying murderous aura.

"I'm not a little turtle with a shrunken head!" I heard him shout, and a fist with a flashing true anger slammed into the nose of the monk surnamed Huang, and the bridge of his nose was shattered and blood was splashed.

"My master is not an old turtle with a shrunken head!" another punch hit him in the mouth, sending his teeth flying and hissing.

"Master is Shi Dong! Come to you to fight back, you will fight back! Waste! Fool! Dead pig!"

scolded him, and smashed a hard punch into the face of the monk surnamed Huang, and smashed several punches in an instant, hitting his face full of flowers, like a rotten tomato.

And Shi Dong's body flashed with white light, it was the blessing of the light spirit technique, the big head down, each punch with the help of the rebound force of the body up, like a light eagle pecking at the enemy fiercely, but the body never landed.

"Come on...... Help!" The monk surnamed Huang was beaten desperately to parry, his legs were tightly hugged, and he couldn't dodge it, this dense onslaught made him unable to even breathe, so he could only shout for help.

Although the monk surnamed Huang cultivated to the seventh layer of the Qi refining period, and Shi Dong was only the fourth layer of the Qi refining period, Situ Jin had previously said that the monk had not undergone the cultivation of strength and divine powers, and his physical body was relatively fragile, and he was most afraid of close attacks.

Don't look at the monk surnamed Huang's cultivation in the seventh layer of qi refining, the strength of his physical body is only comparable to Shi Dong's, Shi Dong uses the attack method of body forging technique, and the true qi is condensed on the fist, which can effectively break through his untrained true qi defense.

In addition, if he had a mental calculation or an unintentional intention, he ambushed the puppet man equivalent to the fourth-level cultivation of qi refining in the ground in advance, which was originally to prevent the three of them from turning their faces and attacking, and it was not surprising that two monks of the fourth layer of qi refining attacked him, and he was beaten so embarrassed.

But if he can't kill him in one fell swoop, he can relieve himself and control the Devil Banner and Flying Fork to counterattack, and the advantage in cultivation will gradually cause trouble to Shi Dong, so Shi Dong must seize the opportunity to kill him here as soon as possible.

What's more, the other party also has two helpers, so you have to be on guard.

Shi Dong swept it lightly from the corner of his eye, and saw the monk surnamed Zhang with a stunned face, standing there with his mouth wide open, at a loss. However, the monk surnamed Wang had an evil light in his eyes, and with a wave of the powerful ghost banner in his hand, he was about to attack.

Shi Dong hurriedly urged the bloodthirsty ghost with his divine thoughts, and then ordered the light spirit ghost to bless it with a light spirit technique, and saw that it was covered in red light and white light flashing alternately, and at the same time had two magical powers, bloodthirsty and light spirit, swooped to the ground, turned into a red and white phantom, and arrived in front of the monk surnamed Wang, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to pick up the big knife and slash straight down.

The monk surnamed Wang had already driven the ghost and the flying knife straight to the stone, intending to save the monk surnamed Huang, but when he saw the bloodthirsty ghost menacing, he had no choice but to bend down and dodge, and at the same time summoned the ghost and the flying knife to come back to save the driver.

Whoop......

A terrible ghost roar, the rolling black wind swept in, blocking the bloodthirsty Hercules in front of him, and a little cold light chased after them, heading straight for the Bloodthirsty Hercules.

The bloodthirsty ghost slashed with a big knife, and with a pop, he defeated a powerful ghost, and then dragged it horizontally, and with two poofs, two more powerful ghosts collapsed into black smoke. At the same time, his body shook like a ghost, and from the gap in the rolling black wind, he strode towards the monk surnamed Wang, seeing that the big knife was about to cut him again.

He was so frightened that he didn't know why this powerful ghost was so agile and powerful, and he actually injured himself with three powerful ghosts in a row, so he quickly kicked with both feet, retreated backwards, and at the same time drove the flying knife into a black light, and went straight to the bloodthirsty strong ghost.

Phew!

There was a deafening bang, and the black light collided with the broadsword, and sparks flew everywhere.

The bloodthirsty strong ghost took a few steps back, the momentum of the black light stagnated, and then returned to the appearance of a flying knife, this frontal blow, it was actually a bloodthirsty strong ghost who fell slightly, although this flying knife is a low-grade magic weapon, but under the drive of the opponent's sixth layer of qi refining, the power is to win.

The ghosts took the opportunity to pounce and surrounded the bloodthirsty ghosts in the middle and pounced and bited.

Although the bloodthirsty strong ghost's body is agile and fluttering, and the momentum is terrifying when the big knife is swinged, the ten powerful ghosts have a numerical advantage, circling around it, and the black and shining flying knife magic weapon is also desperately poking and stabbing, ten powerful ghosts are equivalent to ten little monks of the second layer of qi refining, plus the flying knife magic weapon is driven by the sixth layer of the opponent's qi refining, and the attack is fierce.

At this time, the bloodthirsty ghost was only trained to the second level of the ghost soldier by Shi Dong, and it was difficult to gain the upper hand in the face of the tactics of the sea of soldiers, but the bloodthirsty technique doubled its strength, and every knife was slashed with a strong wind, and a few powerful ghosts did not guard against being slashed, and suddenly screamed miserably and scattered, flying out of the battle circle. Under the loud reprimand of the monk surnamed Wang, he struck out the magic trick to help, and then his body was re-condensed, but it was a little darker than before, and he returned to the battle circle with a cower.

Under such circumstances, the monk surnamed Wang did not dare to persecute the bloodthirsty Hercules too much, but expanded the battle circle a little, only driving the fierce ghost flow and flying knives to entangle and surround the bloodthirsty Hercules, preventing it from getting out easily.

For a while, a large group of roaring and roaring ghosts, surrounded by an eight-foot-tall Angzang strong ghost, flew and bitten, and under the black wind lingering and staggered, it turned into a large black ball of light from a distance, and in the center of the black ball was a red and white light that was vertical and horizontal, and the imposing red and white light, the blocker was invincible.

Ghost howls, screams, weapon strikes, wind, bloodthirsty ghosts...... intertwined, forming a tragic killing sound.

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