The half-monk and the seven-man were standing all the time.

The wine and the half-monk did not move, this No. 7 did not dare to make a rash move, but just observed the monk with strange eyes.

A half-drunk monk smiled in return.

Seven looked at the fierce battle around him, began to get uneasy, and began to circle around a drunken half-monk.

A drunken and half-monk not only did not make a move, but simply sat cross-legged on the ground. The ground had been cleared by the time the six gold medal killers had left the field, and the bodies had been removed.

"Why don't you make a move?" No. 7 turned around for a long time and couldn't wait for a drink and a half-monk to make a move, so he took the initiative to ask

"Why do I want to do anything?" asked a half-drunk monk suddenly.

No. 7 was stunned, he didn't expect a half-drunk monk to ask like this.

"Then why don't you make a move?" asked the half-monk again.

No. 7 stared at a drunken half-monk and didn't speak, he didn't want to say that he was unsure because he wasn't sure, he couldn't see through a drunken half-monk.

"If I make a move, can you be sure that you will win?" asked a half-wine monk directly.

Seven thought about the question of being a half-drunk monk and shook his head very reluctantly.

"If you can't win, will your supervisor behead you in a fit of anger like that Eighteen!" a drunken monk pointed to the head on the ground and made a head-cutting motion.

Seven was a little frightened and secretly looked at the black and white.

Hei Baizi was still angry and didn't pay attention to him, Tianhe was stroking Hei Baizi's chest, making Hei Baizi angry, blocking Hei Baizi's face.

Number Seven looked at the half-drunk monk and hesitated to answer.

"If neither of us moves, there will be no wins or losses, no wins and losses, and you don't have to lose your head!" A half-drunk monk looked at No. 7, "Do you say?"

Seven nodded, then shook his head after a moment's wait.

"Are you afraid that if you don't make a move, your supervisor will still cut you?"

Seven nodded slightly.

"Then do you think these gold medal killers will win?" asked the half-drunk monk, pointing to the battle on the scene.

Seven looked at the battle on the scene and suddenly sighed. "I don't know what to do!"

"Since I don't know what to do, we might as well wait and see, if your people win, then we don't have to fight anymore, say that Lu has four wins in seven games, and you all win, and the two of us will be tantamount to abstaining, or even if it is a draw, it will not affect the battle on the entire battlefield!"

"So let's say, if all of our people lose. We don't have to fight anymore!" Seven, he suddenly figured this out.

The half-drunk monk smiled, with a satisfied look on his face that "the child can be taught".

"If you win or lose, you can fight with me again according to the situation, and if you turn the tide of the battle, your supervisor may find out your value and reward you heavily!"

"So we're waiting?" asked Seven, tentatively.

"Yes, we'll wait!" the half-wine monk simply took out the gourd and began to drink.

That Seven was actually standing there obediently.

"Why don't you have a drink?" the half-wine monk held out his gourd to Seven.

"Ahh

"Don't be afraid. If your supervisor is a smart person, he will naturally understand this truth, and he will not stop us!" The voice of the drunken monk was deliberately amplified so that the black and white man could hear it.

Of course Black and White heard. He didn't speak, but looked at Tianhe.

I don't know what that Tianhe said to him, this black and white man really didn't say anything, just looked at the other battles.

Seven was immediately relieved. Be bold to watch.

"Why don't you use your weapons yet?" Tao Xinmo's voice sounded, and I looked at her battle, "Do you think you can defeat me without weapons?" I'm afraid you're going to lose!"

Tao Xinmo stared at the number three opposite him in the dense attack.

"I ...... I don't have a weapon, it's enough for the flesh!"

"Hmph, it's not a man or a woman, I hate it the most!" Tao Xinmo's claw shadow flew, interspersed in No. Three's palms, ready to tear No. Three's body at any time.

No. 3's Qi cultivation kung fu is good, and he is not angry at Tao Xinmo's words, his palms are constantly pushed out, carefully coping with Tao Xinmo's crazy attacks.

Looking at the figure of No. 3, I felt very awkward.

"Xiaomei swordsmanship, it's really good, the Situ family's peerless reputation is well deserved!" A reddened and excited laugh came, attracting my attention to his side.

The girl had wrapped herself in a pile of plum blossoms, and she couldn't see anyone at all.

"Xiaomei swordsmanship, I have also learned it!" Sai Li Kui followed the sound of a sword on the other side.

The young man's plum blossoms were sown around Sai Li Kui, and Sai Li Kui was busy parrying this time.

"Don't worry, let's look patiently to see if the swordsmanship of this Situ family has reached the perfect realm?" A pair of swords with red swords explored in the plum blossoms, "When I walked the rivers and lakes, I still admired the fame of this swordsmanship, and I finally saw it today!"

"If you want to see it, I'll show you your heads later!" Hei Baizi watched the young man turn the passive situation, his face was full of triumph, "Situ Nan, quickly destroy the bearded guy opposite you!"

"I don't know what the effect of Lu Dao's sword technique without regrets will be on this Xiaomei sword technique?" What disappointed Hei Baizi was that Sai Li Kui still had a chance to speak this time.

Black and white stared dryly.

Yijian Wuregret stared at the girl's swordsmanship intently next to him, I know that Yijian Wuregret refused to let go of this excellent opportunity, and was realizing.

He still has to prepare for his battle with the Sword God!

Why didn't this sword god look for this sword without regrets, was he afraid? Afraid that he would be defeated by this sword without regrets and lose his name as a sword god?

"Look for death!" shouted the ten-year trace, and I thought about the ten-year trace.

No. 2, on the opposite side of the ten-year trace, stood on the opposite side of the ten-year trace, stretching out his mouth and smelling his palm, as if the palm was stained with the fragrance of the ten-year trace.

Ten Years Trail looked at his arm and glared at Number Two with hatred.

"I just wiped the sleeve on your arm, why are you so angry, I haven't touched your skin!" No. 2 laughed and touched his mouth, "But you look good when you're angry, it makes my heart itch." ”

Ten years of trails did not speak, the footsteps lit up dreamily, arrived in front of the two, and flew left and right in front of the two.

"Puff ......"

One sleeve flew into the air, and the forearm of the palm that Number Two sniffed was exposed.

Ten years trail holds a dagger in his hand.

"I'm going to cut off the hand you just touched my arm!" Ten Years shook his dagger, his eyes revealing coldness.

Ten years of traces, moved by murderous intentions.

"Beauty, don't be angry, follow me as a flashy gentleman, let you know what is a desire to die!" No. 2 laughed, and with a flick of his hand, a handful of jade flutes were put into No. 2's hand.

"Shut your foul mouth!" Ten Years Trail moved, stabbing the dagger into the vital point of Number Two.

"Flashy gentleman, the pervert on the rivers and lakes, it turns out that you have arrived here!" A drunken and half-monk sat on the ground and stared at No. 2, "I haven't recognized you yet when you brought a human skin mask today!"

"Stinky monk, do you care?" replied No. 2, who glanced at the half-drunk monk in the gap.

"You committed a crime in the area of Yangliuzhou back then, and you ruined a lot of girls in a month, I haven't been looking for you, I don't know where you are hiding, but today you met here!"

"A wine and a monk?" the flashy gentleman looked at the gourd.

"Ha Luha, yes, I didn't expect you to know me!"

"Of course I know you! There were countless beauties in Yangliuzhou back then, and I enjoyed the happiness of the world with the beauties, but I heard that there was a damn monk who was looking for me everywhere with a broken gourd, and I heard that he was called a drunken and half-monk. ”

"It's the Sprinkle family!" the half-wine monk nodded and took a sip of wine.

"I came back here to pick up the mission, and I left there without meeting you. Otherwise, we can get to know each other at that time, and I would like to see it, why do you stop my happiness?" said the flashy gentleman as he coped with the attack of ten years of traces.

"Don't you feel guilty that you have abused so many women?" asked the half-wine monk lightly.

"You monk doesn't understand the happiness in it, so don't easily stop the happiness of others!" The flashy gentleman used the jade flute to block the blow in the back of the head that had been trailing for ten years.

Ten years of traces have murderous intentions for this flashy gentleman, and every blow is a fatal move.

"Beauty, don't hate it so much, okay? I think you're like a chick, you haven't tasted the happiness in it, have you?" The flashy gentleman turned around, and the jade flute pointed to the middle of the chest of the ten-year trace.

Ten years of traces, his face was ashamed, and his figure flashed.

"Beauty, what kind of steps are you, dancing like a butterfly? If I'm not mistaken, the beauty who defeated the eighteenth in front of me used the same pace as you, right?" The flashy gentleman Yu Xiao dotted around, "I married both of you, can you dance for me every day with this pace?"

"Flashy gentleman, you die!" "Han Ruxue couldn't help it beside me, and roared at the flashy gentleman.

"The two beauties look as cute when they are angry, they really love me!" The flashy gentleman glanced at the cold as snow, like a greedy pig Bajie looking at the fruits of life.

"Flashy gentleman, the ghost of Miss Cui Qing of Lijiazhuang back then is behind you, and he has come to ask for your soul!"

This sound suddenly sounded like thunder when the flashy gentleman was looking at the cold as snow, and the flashy gentleman shuddered, and the dagger of ten years of traces cut horizontally towards the neck of the flashy gentleman.

The flashy gentleman's face changed, and as soon as he lowered his head, the dagger of ten years of trails slashed through his hair, cutting the bun of the hair that was held in his hair, and the hair fell down at once. (To be continued......)