v4 Chapter 78： Each other (two more)

The two demon monks, one old and one young, are both in the Wuzong realm. They are not much different from the two Buddhist monks, and even if they look at the breath, they are even slightly better. It seems that they used to be fairyland.

On catching and killing, the two sides have the same strength. These two monk monks still have a good chance to prevail.

At present, Buddhist monks are closing their eyes, and monks are deliberately sneaking in. As long as they succeed, they can injure each other, and they will have a substantial advantage to lock the victory.

Such an opportunity is absolutely impossible for the monk monk who is impulsive and fearless to die. Otherwise, it will tarnish the monk's name and not deserve to be a demon warrior.

In addition, there is a very important reason. The monks from the monks came from Gao Jie, who acted frankly, and conspiracy made the possibility of despicable means very small.

Two monk monks emerged from the lush treetops, killing two monks who were meditating in front of the tower like tigers and leopards. This scene fell in Li Yan's eyes, making him helpless to jump slightly.

In his opinion, such reckless and impulsive behavior is just like finding death, and even if there is no luck this time, it is not worth the joy at all. Fortunate is accidental, but suffering is inevitable.

When the two monk monks culled halfway, the monks remained silent, which made them sure that the other party was really not prepared to concentrate on chanting the scriptures, and the preparations for closing were also offset.

But when the two monk monks approached, they raised their blades and cut at each other, and suddenly the eyes of the two monks erupted! Without seeing any action from them, a large amount of golden light burst out under them, and they blasted at the two monster monks with a thunderbolt!

The monk's face changed greatly, and his eyes were full of shock and surprise. When he could only blurt out the words "French Array", he was bombarded by Jin Guang. His body flew upside down immediately, and he vomited blood in the air in the air and fell three to five feet away before falling.

When the two monk monks were wounded and fell to the ground, the two monks who were still reverent and serious had risen with violent faces and rushed to the two monk monks in an instant. When the monk monk had time to stand up after the landing, the two monks came out at the same time and pressed heavily on their chests!

After clicking a few crackling sounds, the two monk monks once again vomited blood and flew out. This injury added to the injury, and was instantly severely injured, fell into the rubble, and crashed a half-collapsed wall. He could no longer crawl for a while. Can only lie on the floor and vomit blood.

When they had two pairs of feet in front of them, they had to look up, and saw two tall, mountain-like figures, looking down at them with a forceful look. They seemed to be cannibalistic beasts, with giggling smiles on their faces.

"mean!"

"Shameless! Ambush!"

One old monk and one young monk were full of resentment in their hearts, especially unwilling. They originally thought that the other side's monk was full of compassion and morality. They would not act in a small way and make conspiracy calculations, but instead fell into the trap of the other side.

In terms of strength, they are not weaker than the other, and may even be stronger. It is unlikely that a head-to-head battle will lose.

In addition, the trap arrangement of the two monks is really not clever, and everyone will take precautions under normal circumstances. That is, the monk monks walked less in the world, thinking that the monks of the monks were holy and negligent, as they advertised and chanted by people, misunderstood their personalities, and looked at their qualities.

Both monks were burly, with muscular muscles on their arms, which seemed to be brave but dumb, but at the moment they were smug with pride, and they were politely ironic: "This is all your own stupidity. Shall we ambush? "

The old monk monk was so angry that he couldn't help but spit out blood again. I believe that the enemy's personality will eventually lead to defeat. This kind of mistake will make people laugh at their teeth.

The dark-skinned monk is at this moment, and has the calmness and calmness after completely controlling the situation. He sarcastically said: "It looks so stupid that you have lived for a lot of years, and it will kill your young people to accompany you to death. You are a sinner when you live, why do n’t you confess your sins? Is it that you demon are so unreasonable? "

The old monk monk's face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were full of pain. The young monk monk's eyes were full of guilt and remorse. He vomited blood in his mouth, and his appearance might collapse at any time.

The young monk monk had a **** nature, and when he saw the old monk was so painful, he couldn't bear it. He immediately yelled at the black monk and said, "Stop me, you bald donkey! I want to share everything with you ... ... "

With a bang, the black monk banged out a fist, and then came first. The middle-aged young monk monk chewed his teeth and fell to the ground.

Seeing a painful roar, the old monk monk was about to get up and desperately, but before he could make a shot, he was kicked out by another Buddhist monk.

The black monk stepped on the face of the young monk, stepped his stubborn expression into the dirt, and looked down at him with a sneer, judging with satisfaction, saying, "You demon evil, for the world, it is a disaster. It's really a horrible death to set off a storm ... "

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the shouting of his companion: "Be careful!"

The black monk, while hearing the warning from his companion, also felt a cold wind suddenly coming from his ear.

He knew by experience alone that it was definitely a blow that couldn't be underestimated, and the cool sword chant that rang then confirmed his judgment, but also made him mention a heart in his throat, and it was so cold Extreme.

He was too late to react.

At this moment he knew exactly what he would encounter next. But he had no choice but to wait for the frightening fate. This great fear and despair of waiting is enough to make people collapse.

Snorted.

The black monk's head flew up into the sky, and the blood spring sprayed from his neck, reaching a height of several feet.

One sword bowed his head.

What appeared naturally was Li Yan.

Another Buddhist monk was dumbfounded and instantly became extremely angry.

The anger is impulsive. Extreme anger makes people lose their mind. But he did not impulse to kill Li Yan.

Because there is deeper emotion above anger.

That is fear.

The momentary fear was like the tide wrapping him, making him afraid to move forward.

His anger was due to the death of his companion. Even more because the companion died of a sneak attack!

His fear was that he realized clearly that the sword that Li Zhi had shown was beyond the reach of him.

The front is hard to fight.

This conclusion is so simple and straightforward that the monks do not need to think at all.

There is a qualitative gap between the strengths of the two sides.

So the monk retreated.

He can only choose to retreat.

Let go of your anger, leave your companions, and withdraw under fear to stay alive.

It is a pity that he cannot withdraw!

Because Li Yan had no plans to let him go.

Li Yan kept his posture of bowing and running, his eyes were quiet and sharp, just like a goshawk at the moment of predation.

Previously, he held the Lu Gujian in his right hand, passing by the black monk, and his right hand slid across the black monk's neck, flying a stream of blood.

Now the sword body has rotated by an angle and becomes upright.

Holding the sword of Lu, a sword pierced straight.

The whole movement was flowing without any stagnation, as if everything should be like this.

In front of the sword are monks.

As the monk Cangjie retreated, the scepter was swept towards Li's face.

The two entered and retreated one by one.

Seven steps.

After seven steps, the two stopped almost at the same time.

Blood shed.

The sword has passed through the throat of the monk.

Zen stick, hovering two inches outside Li Zhi's cheek.

Li Yan retracted his sword, and looked indifferently at the monk covering his throat in pain, his eyes protruding to his knees.

"You ... are sneak attacks, it's ... despicable!" The monk complained with resentment and unwillingness before he fell.

Li Yan said lightly: "Everyone."

"You ..." The monk was so angry that his face was black and his limbs were drawn.