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In the death prison, the bald man's nickname was sometimes called a monk. He had fought with the old Daoist from the Southern Courtyard, who had lost to the bald man that time. After that, the old Daoist would obtain a master like the butcher before he could fight against the baldy from the East District. On the other hand, the Ghost King of the West Branch was an established force, and the Northern Courtyard's Bo Zi was supported by the blind old man. It was only later that the four courtyards were established.

"Baldy, I didn't expect you to be so angry!" Don't you want to know how your knife got into my hand? "

"Humph!" "Butcher, if you want to kill me, then kill me. Why are you blabbering so much?"

Tu Wu knew that the monk was not a mediocre person, and he did not have absolute confidence in killing him. What he needed to do now was to destroy the bald monk's psychological defenses as much as possible. The reason why the baldy was bald was because he had once been a monk. Later, he broke the temple's rules and entered the mortal world. He had been carefree for many years. He had killed a man he should not have killed and had ended up in the death prison.

"Little Treasure, come here!" The butcher waved his hand to the back, and a timid kid walked out from behind. He looked at the baldy and shouted, "Baldy boss!"

The butcher slapped Little Treasure's face and shouted angrily, "F * ck! Your current boss is an old Taoist, not a monk! "Hurry up and call him a bald donkey!"

However, he also knew that the baldy now only had the commander in chief, and the people from the East Branch had no idea that he was in danger. When they found out about it, the baldy would probably turn into a corpse. It was because Little Treasure had seen the East District gradually decline that he had chosen to join the bald monk.

"Bald ass!"

When the baldy heard this, he was immediately enraged! He pointed at Little Treasure and scolded him, "You ingrate, I'm protecting you well. I didn't expect you would plot against me in the end!"

The butcher pulled out the machete from his waist and stabbed Little Treasure in the stomach. Little Treasure pointed at the butcher with a look of disbelief, "You!" Before he could finish, he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Baldy, if I kill the traitor in your place, shouldn't you thank me?"

"I thank your mother!"

The butcher sneered, and waved his hand towards his underlings. The people from the south courtyard brandished their machetes and rushed towards the baldy.

The baldy did not say anything as he quickly analyzed the current situation. If he had the blade in his hand, he still had half a chance of leaving this place alive. But now, not only was he unarmed, he was even wearing slippers.

The butcher hid in front of everyone and watched the scene with a calm face. He would wait until the baldy had consumed a lot of Zhen Qi before attacking. Therefore, he decided to first quietly hide. He was somewhat afraid of the baldy's skills. However, it was still quite smart. First, he had the baldy stolen from him, so at least half of the baldy's combat strength had been reduced. The butcher was very pleased with himself for making such a plan, "I am the material for being the big brother! After I get rid of the bald old man, I will go find that old fogey and see who dares to stop me from being the boss! "Haha!" Thinking of this, the butcher was in a good mood, watching dozens of people gang up and beat up the baldy with great interest.

The baldy was like a besieged tiger. Even though he used all his strength, he was still unable to use his full strength. After charging left and right for a long time, he still couldn't move even half an inch. The baldy suddenly felt like a turtle in a bamboo urn that was somewhat sad.

Although these small fries had the advantage of numbers, they were still a motley crowd. They were all intimidated by the strength of the baldy and did not dare to rashly move forward.

"Damn it!" It's going to close in less than half an hour. What are you waiting for? " The butcher was standing outside the crowd, cursing loudly.

"Everyone work together and chop off the baldy for me. When we get back, I will reward you handsomely!" The butcher knew that these fellows were greedy people with good fortune. Only by being motivated by benefits would they be willing to do something.

Hearing that there was a reward, these fellows all rushed to the front as if they had eaten stimulants. The butcher seized the opportunity to continue to persuade them, "Everyone forward, wait for me to go back and report to the old Taoist. If I can cut the bald man's head five hundred times and kill him, I'll reward him ten thousand times for doing so!"

He could get five hundred yuan for a single slash from the bald man? To think that there was such a great thing in the world, how could it not be reasonable?

As soon as the butcher's voice fell, a few of his lackeys rushed out of the crowd, screaming and shouting. As soon as the butcher's voice fell, a few of his lackeys rushed out of the crowd.

However, the baldy wasn't an ordinary person. Facing such a scene, he still appeared abnormally calm. He sidestepped the incoming blade, then grabbed the man's wrist and snapped it. The man could clearly hear the sound of his hand breaking, and the knife in his hand was easily caught by the bald man. Then, the bald man let out a shout and pressed his palm on the man's chest. The man spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with its string cut, slamming into four or five people with a loud bang.

With the blade in his hand, the murderous aura coming from the baldy's body became stronger. However, a cold light suddenly appeared. The two minions that were charging at the very front were cut down on the ground, and their wounds were deep into their ribs.

"Brothers, let's go and kill this bald guy together!" No matter how powerful he is, he's still only one person! " Someone screamed with red eyes.

These desperate mercenaries all had bloodshot eyes and screamed as they surrounded the baldy. Baldy suddenly felt the pressure double, pushing left and right to block. It was like a small boat on the tip of a wave, ready to capsize at any time.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot match four hands, while a hero cannot defend against thousands of men and horses. No matter how strong you are, you will eventually run out of energy.

With a cracking sound, the bald-headed man felt a chill on his back. A burning sensation rose up from his back, and a sticky, moist liquid instantly covered his back.

"Haha!" I've hit him! " A lackey was dancing with joy, completely forgetting the power of the baldy.

Without looking back, the baldy threw his right hand backwards. The blade he had just snatched out spun in the air and cut into the man's neck. The man groaned and fell to the ground, clutching his neck.

Seeing how brave and fierce the baldy was, many people stopped their attacks and stood close to him.

The butcher shouted, "He is injured, what are you all afraid of? You want to wait for him to recover? "

"That's right! "He's already injured, cut him to death!" Another five or six people charged at the bald man from different directions. Their saber lights were so bright that the bald man had no way of dodging them. In a moment of desperation, he circulated all the internal energy in his body, spreading it through his meridians to protect the important parts of his body. Then he quickly threw out a few punches, causing the two people in front of him to spit out blood and lose consciousness. At the same time, with three cracking sounds, the three blades cut into Baldy's shoulder and back. Fresh blood splattered everywhere, Baldy suddenly turned around, and with a roundhouse kick, he swept across their faces, sending them flying.

It turned out that the baldy knew he could not avoid all five blades at the same time, so he chose this strategy. Although he was heavily injured, it was still a heavy blow to his opponent.

The baldy panted as he stood in the middle. Fresh blood constantly flowed out from his body. At this moment, the baldy was like an evil spirit that had just crawled out of a pool of blood, and his entire body was emitting a strong stench of blood.

"Who else dares to come up?" The baldy fiercely glared at the people around him and roared in a low voice. At this moment, the baldy was like a mad lion. It was as if boundless killing intent was lingering around him. Anyone he met with would be injured, and anyone he touched would die.

"Who else dares to come up?" The baldy roared towards the sky, and all the blood in his body instantly ignited.

"Damn it!" This monk is really fierce? "

"This is too terrifying!"

Many people were whispering to each other, because they could feel the wild beast aura emanating from the baldy's body.

At this moment, the baldy was similar to Zhang Fei who had once stood at the end of the long bridge. Although he had lost his blade, the baldy was still terrifying.

"Motherf * cker, a bunch of trash!" "Look at the blade!" With a loud shout, the butcher leaped into the air, stepped on the shoulders of his two subordinates and flew high into the air. Once again, he jumped about ten feet high before raising his blade with both of his hands, and chopped down towards the bald man's head.

The baldy felt his scalp go cold. Just as the blade was about to touch his face, the baldy suddenly stretched out his arm and raised it to meet the blade of the butcher's throat. If the butcher's machete could cut through the baldy's head, then the baldy's powerful fingers would also be inserted into the butcher's throat.

Only now did the butcher know how powerful the monk was. This person was indeed worthy of his reputation as the head of the East Branch.

The butcher was no fool. Of course he didn't want to die yet. With a quick thought, his blade shifted and slashed down along the bald man's arm. He originally wanted to force the baldy to retreat, but the baldy acted as if he didn't care about his own life. He didn't even care about the fact that his right arm would be cut off, he continued to claw at the butcher's neck.

The butcher was stunned for a moment. He could not understand what the bald man was trying to do. In order to protect himself, he finally retracted his knife and landed three meters away from the bald man with a flip of his body. The moment he landed, the butcher discovered that the baldy's left hand was catching up to his right hand at an even faster speed. If he did not retreat, although he could cut off the baldy's right hand, the baldy's left hand would ruthlessly crush his neck. Thinking of this, the butcher was secretly fearful. Fortunately, he was not reckless, otherwise, he would already be a dead body.

The butcher and the baldy's moves were only used in the blink of an eye. Ordinary people were simply unable to see them clearly. The entire arena became very quiet, so quiet that it was as if even the breathing had stopped. Then, the butcher suddenly felt a strong force coming from the bald man's fist. The butcher instinctively turned around and swung his sword. He didn't expect that the wind from his fist would actually deflect the machete in his hand and attack his chest without changing his speed.

"Bam!"

The butcher was struck by the bald man's fist, and at the same time, the machete in his hand slashed towards the bald man's lower abdomen. A pool of blood flew into the air. The baldy had also been injured by the butcher's last move. The two of them were actually engaged in a battle of mutual destruction.