Chapter 1132

She snorted and looked at the indignant monk and said, "what's more, who told you I'm a monk?" She turned the round bamboo in her hand and swept her eyes to the monks around her. Her voice was cold: "do you want to rob me? You have to have that life

"Kill him! Kill him

With the roar of rage, the monks of that team rushed up. The sword was sharp and cold, and they attacked the bald monk. When the other golden elixir saw that the golden elixir top monk was defeated, there was a flicker of hesitation in their eyes.

The consequences of the disintegration of the golden elixir are not what they can bear. At this moment, the shock made their greedy expression sober up a lot, and they all thought about it carefully.

If you don't take the flame black Ganoderma lucidum, they are still the golden elixir. They have a good position. They are respected when they go in and out. However, if you take the flame black Ganoderma lucidum, you will end up with a broken golden elixir, then

They looked at the dying monk who was carried to one side and shivered. If they were like him, they would rather not have the flaming Ganoderma lucidum!

"Ah

"Whew!"

"Ah..."

The screams over there sounded. They pulled back their thoughts. When they looked back, they could see that the young monk was fighting against dozens of people in the team. A rotating three side throwing knife was like a king of hell harvesting his life. The flying knife almost ran through the throat of the monks. There were howls and howls in the field. There were many corpses piled up on the ground heart startling and gallbladder trembling -- be deeply.

"Whirlwind Throwing Knife! Hiss! Isn't that a treasure of the leader of the bloodthirsty wolf group? How could it be in his hands? " A gold elixir saw the whirlwind Throwing Knife, and was shocked.

"Bloodthirsty wolf pack? Is it the mercenary regiment that was suddenly destroyed by the mysterious powerful group some time ago Someone breathed out a low voice, looked at the spinning Throwing Knife, and asked, "can't you read it wrong?"

"No mistake! I have seen the leader of the bloodthirsty wolf group reap more than ten lives with this Throwing Knife The Jindan friar colored slightly: "I heard a while ago that the mercenary regiment was destroyed by the mysterious group, but now the treasure is in the hands of the little monk. Is it the person who destroyed the mercenary regiment

At the thought of this possibility, people's faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

The mercenary regiment was notorious, ruthless and experienced in fighting. Even if someone wanted to ambush and annihilate them, they failed. It can be said that the mercenary regiment is a tyrant in this forest. However, such a terrifying mercenary regiment was destroyed by the regiment some time ago. Now, if this destroys the mercenary group, it is Xiaohe Shang, you can imagine how amazing the little monk's skills and means are.

"Ah Bang

In such a short time, dozens of monks were killed, most of them died of a knife sealing their throat. Among those corpses on the ground, some of them were still staring at them with unwilling eyes.

"Whew!"

The whirlwind Throwing Knife returned to Tang Ning's hand. After turning it in her hand for several times, she took it back to form a machete. Because of the sharpness of this weapon, even if it had harvested dozens of lives, the blade was not stained with blood.

She looked up at the people around her and asked, "is there anyone else who would like to experience? Well? " The light voice, with a sharp and attractive, let people involuntarily step back.