The shoes that the monk took off and the long sword collided violently, making a loud noise, and the sword was deflected away by the collision of the shoes, grazing the ribs of the monk who was missing, cutting through his clothes, leaving a sword mark.

At this time, the body of the monk was affected by gravity, and he had fallen in front of the "high guy", and his left and right hands grabbed the chest and abdomen of the "high guy".

The internal force was issued, and the two hands passed through the outer skin of the "high guy" body, and went inside, and the monk felt that his hands became wet, and they should have been soaked in blood.

Monk Xuchong's hands moved slightly, feeling as if he had touched things such as intestines, veins, and food, he parted his hands and forcibly tore apart the chest and abdomen of the "high guy".

Blood, intestines, grains of rice, internal organs, and wine flowed irrepressibly from the chest and abdomen of the "tall guy" and fell to the ground, soaking the mud into a terrible and bright red, and the strong bloody breath rushed straight into the nostrils.

Monk Xuchong stretched out his bloody right hand and hit the head of the "high guy" fiercely, and in the "click" sound, the head of the "high guy" was broken and the whole person flew out, and the blood and intestines flowed all the way.

"A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood!"

This is the fate of the "high guy"!

Although the "tall guy" is short, he is vicious, and he has done all the bad things, such as robbing his house, killing people and setting fires, and committing rape and robbery, and he doesn't know how many people have been separated because of him, and they don't know how many people have died young because of him, and they don't know how many people have a deep hatred for him!

It seems that not only women are a curse, but so are men!

At least a man like the "tall guy" is a curse!

The so-called -- the blessings of today are made up of the causes, and the evil consequences of the present are created by the sun.

The so-called - is not a failure to report, but the time has not come.

Maybe the time has come now, and this is retribution.

Now let's talk about the blank monk and the little white-faced bandit!

The blank monk flew towards the little white face, the little white-faced bandit was not shocked at all, looked directly at the blank monk, did not say anything, and his body was fixed there like a stone, looking a little stunned.

When the blank monk saw Xiao Baimian like this, he began to doubt his own judgment, maybe Xiao Baimian's martial arts were not as strong as he imagined.

But in the next moment, the blank monk's thoughts had been completely dispelled.

The blank monk had just entered the attack range of the little white-faced bandits, the little white-faced man shouted, his handsome body shook, and he picked up the iron spear in his hand towards the blank monk, and his own momentum suddenly shook, and an awe-inspiring evil aura filled the surroundings.

The iron spear, which was almost a man high, burst out like lightning suddenly, and brought up a gust of wind, and the sound was like the rattle of a poisonous snake.

The blank monk dodged and dodged, and the iron spear turned into a straight stabbing into a sweep, bringing up bursts of violent sounds, which were not as fast as the speed, and they were also very ruthless, which was the standard "sweeping thousands of troops" in one move.

The blank monk dodged left and right, lowered his head to the side, shrunk his abdomen and bent over, and dodged eight or nine of the fierce blows of the little white face in a row.

Suddenly, the little white face's move changed, turning ruthless and quick into light and steady, and swept out from an unexpected angle, and his arm trembled slightly.

The blank monk observed the posture of the little white face and knew that he was likely to have a lot of subtle aftermath coming to him.

If you only know how to dodge, your situation will become very passive.

The blank monk stretched out his right hand, flicked it on the middle and upper part of the iron spear, and pushed the iron spear away, his whole body quickly retreated, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand ached slightly.

The little white face took a few steps forward, and sprinkled the iron spear in his hand, the momentum was powerful, the speed was extremely fast, the tiger was vigorous, whirring, and the sharp blade was shining, enveloping the whole body of the blank monk tightly.

The blank monk's body moved, and the moves used by the iron spear were dodged by him every time he was at the last moment.

Although the blank monk's martial arts are a little stronger than the little white face, after all, the other party is holding the iron spear tightly in his hand, and he has nothing.

One inch is short, one inch is dangerous.

An inch long, an inch strong.

The blank monk was a long distance away from Little White Face, and if he wanted to win against him, he had to attack and come to Little White Face's side.

The blank monk wanted to rush in front of Xiao Baiyan several times, but Xiao Baiyan was not as weak as he seemed on the surface.

The little white face danced the iron spear to the point of no leakage, attacking the blank monk from various directions, so that he had no gaps, so he had to dodge left and right, and turned around the periphery, but he couldn't come to the side of the little white face. If this continues, it is impossible for the blank monk to win this fight.

The blank monk knew that something was wrong, and while dodging, he thought of a better countermeasure.

The little white face and the blank monk fought more than a hundred moves.

The blank monk's body stagnated slightly, and it seemed that he had exhausted his physical strength. Seeing this, the little white face was overjoyed.

"The thunder of the Fatian Soul Locking Spear fell for nine days!"

The little white face suddenly jumped, and the whole person flew into the air, and with its momentum, it fell from the sky like a god, and stabbed the blank monk's head with a shot.

"Chance!"

The blank monk exerted his strength under his feet, activated his true qi, and the whole person rushed forward diagonally.

The iron spear left a short, long scar on the left shoulder of the blank monk, and then stabbed hard into the dirt, several inches into the ground, and the earth splattered.

It was by taking advantage of this slowness that the blank monk had already performed light exercises and came to the side of the little white face.

Little White Face uses a spear and relies on long-range fighting, which is not very conducive to close combat.

In this way, the advantage of the little white face in weapons is greatly weakened.

Seeing that he finally didn't have to jump around the periphery anymore, the blank monk was proud, let go of his hands and feet, showed what he had learned in his life, and attacked the little white face.

The little white-faced spear trembled, trying to drive the blank monk out of the periphery, and at the same time his body quickly retreated, wanting to leave the blank monk's attack range.

The blank monk's body flashed, and it was like a bone worm, sticking it to the little white face, forcing the little white face to put away the gun and come back to defend.

The two fought dozens of moves, and at this time, Xiao Bai's gun momentum and hands and feet had begun to slow down, after all, it was not easy to dance around with such an iron spear in his hand.

Not long after, the blank monk saw the momentum of the spear, his body flashed, and then he slapped the iron spear that stabbed at him.

The little white-faced iron spear shook, and his right hand was numb and painful, and he could barely hold the iron spear.

(To be continued.) )