This blank monk has quite high martial arts, coupled with his anger, he shot ruthlessly and quickly, and even punched the head of the "black dog".

The simple name of the blank monk is "Taishan Boxing", although it looks ordinary, but it is fierce and fast, with the momentum of Mount Tai to the top, if you don't hit it, you will die.

Who can withstand the pressure of Tarzan?

The "black dog" saw a black shadow coming straight in front of his eyes, his head was lowered, and he dodged the blank monk's "Taishan Fist".

The swarthy bandit kicked the ground fiercely, and his whole body flew away diagonally, and his left and right hands were about to hold the two mountain opening hammers on his waist.

At this moment, the blank monk somehow, his body flashed, and a punch slammed into the "black dog's" chin, and in the "click" sound, the "black dog's" blood spurted violently, and he fell to the ground and died.

Although these actions are complicated, they are completed in one go and completed in an instant.

The blank monk knocked down the "black dog", turned his body, and punched the "high guy" fiercely.

The "high guy" saw that his accomplice "Black Dog" had been defeated by the other party in an instant, and he was shocked, and the whole person was slightly stunned.

When the blank monk's fist reached the front of the "high guy", the "high guy" came to his senses, and his body retreated straight to the left rear, out of the attack range of the blank monk's fist.

The blank monk seemed to have already known how the "high guy" would dodge, his body moved suddenly, his arm spun rapidly, and a fist the size of a sandbag appeared in front of the "high guy".

Seeing this, the "tall guy" was about to dodge, but the opponent's fist had already come to half an inch in front of him.

At this time, the "high guy" had no time to dodge, and he gave up struggling in his heart, just standing there and waiting for death.

The blank monk's fist had just touched the skin of the "black dog", and the wind behind him was screaming, as if something was stabbing towards him at a rapid pace.

The blank monk knew that the opportunity was no longer lost, and if he didn't leave at this moment, it would be too late in the future, so he didn't care about forcing the internal force of his body to the "high guy", and his body turned quickly, dodging the attack that came from behind.

The little white-faced bandit stabbed out with a shot, but was dodged by the blank monk, and immediately retracted his strength, and the tip of the gun just didn't touch the body of the "tall guy".

Although this seems simple, it shows the martial arts of the little white face.

The stab of an ordinary person with all his strength missed, and his body would definitely not be able to retract his momentum, and he rushed out a long distance and killed the "high guy" behind the blank monk.

But the little white-faced bandit is not an ordinary person, and his martial arts have been cultivated to the point where he can send and receive as if he were sending and receiving, and he has already collected the spear in an instant.

The blank monk turned his head and looked at the little white-faced bandit, only to see that although his appearance was still the same, he seemed to have changed in an instant, his eyes were blazing, his whole body was heroic, his lips were closed, and he stood proudly with an iron spear in his hand, and the whole person seemed to have changed from a little white face eating soft rice to a handsome-looking sweat.

The blank monk let out a sigh: "I can't see that although your little white face is not very useful, your kung fu is really good, and you are so shameless that you actually attacked the poor monk from behind." ”

"The winner is king, and the loser is the loser. Isn't fighting just about winning or losing, life and death? As long as you can become a living victor, you don't have to worry too much about the process. ”

"Oh, listen to your tone, you seem to be very confident that you can defeat the poor monk, this old man?"

"If you don't do it, you have to have faith. Confidence is the key to winning. ”

"Okay! Let's have a good fight today, the poor monk hasn't met such an opponent for a long time. ”

The blank monk turned his head slightly, and said to his fellow disciples: "Today I want to have a good fight with this little white-faced bandit, so that he can see the martial arts of our Shaolin Temple." You don't need helpers. ”

"Void Chong, that short bandit is not very good at martial arts, if I am not mistaken, you will definitely be able to outperform him. You go and clean him up, and you don't have to talk to him about benevolence, righteousness and morality when dealing with such a person, just let go of your hands, do a big job, and eliminate harm for the people. ”

Monk Xuchong bowed slightly: "Yes." The disciple listened to the teachings of his uncle, and then went to deal with the short bandit and eliminate the harm for the people. ”

"Very well, you can do it. ”

As soon as the words were finished, the monk and the blank master and nephew kicked the ground together, the two scattered, the blank monk floated towards the little white face, and the monk swooped towards the "high guy", bringing up a burst of violent wind.

Two flowers bloom, one on each branch.

However, it was said that the monk rushed to the front of the "high guy", unfolded the trick he had learned, "Tiger Birth", and attacked the "high guy".

Seeing that this monk seemed to be similar to himself, the "senior guy" was not afraid, drew the matching sword on his waist, and met the attack of the false rush head-on.

"Gao Lao" and Xuchong went back and forth, and they dismantled more than 30 moves at once, and they have not seen blood, regardless of victory or defeat, regardless of the upper and lower hand.

Seeing that he had a sword in his hand and took advantage of the boss, the "high guy" still couldn't get a little upper hand in this fight, and his heart became more and more anxious, and the moves and attacks on the sword seemed more and more hurried and scattered.

Monk Xuchong's body tilted slightly to his right hand, "The tall man's sword brushed through the left rib of Xuchong.

It's this moment.

This moment is the moment to win or lose.

This moment is an opportunity.

The monk kicked the ground with his feet, performed light exercises, and the whole person rose up obliquely, and in mid-air he made a move "Double Tiger Pounce", and his hands were in the shape of tiger claws, and he attacked towards the "high guy".

Seeing the move of the void, the "high guy" secretly said hello in his heart, turned around with the sword, and stabbed between the chest and abdomen of the monk of the void.

At this moment, the monk was in mid-air, powerless to borrow, unable to dodge, and saw that the "high guy" was about to come from it with a sword, like a barbecue, piercing through the chest and abdomen of the monk Xuchong.

At this critical moment, Monk Xuchong was not afraid and nervous, but a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he had already guessed that the "high guy" would pay back to him like this, and he had already been fully sure that he could become a living victor.

And what happened next showed that it was not "seemingly", but that it was.

Monk Xuchong took a deep breath, and the internal force ran Zhou Tian, gathering on his right foot, and when his right foot came out, he couldn't touch the sword of the "high guy".

Although the right foot of the monk could not reach the long sword, the shoe on his right foot flew out and smashed the smooth horizontal surface of the "tall man" sword.

This shoe has gathered ten percent of the internal force of the virtual monk, how can the force of its collision be small?

(To be continued.) )