"Little girl, get out of here."

Shi Yonggang howled angrily and raised his hand to slap him.

The silly boy Xiang Yu was, after all, a burly man with a strong back and a strong back. His opponent was indeed such a soft and weak girl. This made Shi Yonggang very unhappy.

"Smelly monk, do you look down on me?

Watch the moves."

Little Ling'er's eyes widened, and a green vine suddenly flung out from her hand. The soft vine wrapped around Shi Yonggang's wrist the next moment.

"Thrust."

Little Ling'er shouted loudly, and the vines wrapped around Shi Yonggang's arm suddenly grew in a circle, and a circle of spikes suddenly appeared on the green trunk at an extremely fast speed.

"ah!"

Shi Yonggang couldn't help but scream, and the next moment he felt an extremely numb feeling in his body, as if he had been given anesthesia.

"You dare to poison me, little girl."

Shi Yonggang cursed angrily.

But before Shi Yonggang could curse, after finishing the scolding, Xiao Ling'er gently pulled the vine in his hand, and his weak body followed the force and flew to Shi Yonggang's side in the blink of an eye.

A kick to Shi Yonggang's lower abdomen.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood flew out of Shi Yonggang's mouth and flew an incomparable distance before falling heavily to the ground, staring at the weak little Ling'er with a look of reluctance.

"I was defeated at the hands of a little girl.

Puff puff... After spitting out two more mouthfuls of blood, Shi Yonggang passed out directly.

"Is this the end of the battle?"

At this moment, everyone stared with wide eyes and looked at the frail little girl in front of them with disbelief.

From the moment Shi Yong took action until he was kicked unconscious by Xiao Ling'er, it only took a few breaths.

"Is this Shi Yonggang made of paper?"

A monk swallowed his foam and said.

"You kid knows nothing. Shi Yonggang is a late prefecture-level master. In overseas Shaolin, he is known as Shi Yonghu's Four Great Vajra, but he is so powerful overseas. How can it be made of paper?"

A middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Then why did this little girl vomit blood so quickly?"

The young monk said with a puzzled look.

"This can only mean that this little girl is too strong. If you go up there, you will not be as good as this Shi Yonggang."

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said.

"Master, master, why is this monk so resistant to beatings?"

Xiao Ling'er ran to Li Erdan with a depressed look.

"Little Ling'er, you did a good job. This stinky monk underestimated the enemy so much that he asked you to make a move. If he knew that you had this vine magic weapon, he wouldn't lose to you so easily.

"Li Erdan chuckled lightly, rubbed Xiao Ling'er's head with admiration and said.

Wood spiritual roots have the weakest attack power among the five elements. Xiao Ling'er is also the weakest among his four disciples.

Based on Xiao Ling'er's weakness, Li Erdan was cruel and spent 20 million harem points in exchange for this vine magic weapon in the system.

The vine magic weapon is made from a plant called Narcotic Vine. Its biggest feature is that it is very flexible and invulnerable. At the same time, the poisonous sting on the vine can instantly paralyze the person who is stung.

This kind of magic weapon is a tailor-made magic weapon for a top wood attribute monk like Xiao Ling'er. Normally, it is wrapped in the sleeves and no one can see it. When used against the enemy, it relies on stimulating the wood attribute.

The true energy stimulates the poisonous thorns in the vines.

Normally speaking, with Shi Yonggang's cultivation and combat experience, it would be impossible for him to lose so miserably.

However, Shi Yong was defeated as soon as he was defeated. Seeing that Xiao Ling'er was too young and underestimated the enemy, he was seriously injured by Xiao Ling'er in just a few short breaths.

"Master, do I need help from others?"

Little Ling'er said eagerly.

"Haha! Xiao Ling'er, no need, the battle should be over soon."

Li Erdan looked around the battlefield and said with a relaxed expression.

As soon as Li Erdan finished speaking, a scream rang in his ears. He turned around and saw that Shi Yongshan, the elder of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, was suddenly covered in flames. In the flames, Shi Yongshan let out a painful cry.

Screaming, looking at his opponent, Master Zhao, with a solemn expression

, muttering incantations that others could not understand, and the flames on Shi Yongshan's body, following Master Zhao's incantations, were like being doused with gasoline, and the fire was getting stronger and stronger. This was the time to turn around, Shi Yongshan, this

The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion had already stopped struggling to breathe.

"Junior Brother Shi Yongshan."

Shi Yongxin roared in grief, but Shi Yongshan's body was covered with flames, and Shi Yongxin couldn't get close at all.

In less than ten minutes, his two most trusted confidants, Shi Yongshan and Shi Yonghu, were killed one after another, which Shi Yongxin couldn't accept.

"ah!"

There was another scream, and the Shaolin master who was fighting Xiao Jiu suddenly appeared out of thin air above his head. The Shaolin master twitched and fell to the ground without knowing what happened to him.

Looking at Xiao Jiu, who was looking across from him, his rosy face turned as pale as a sheet of paper in an instant, as if he had suffered a huge loss. His body swayed and he almost fell to the ground, but Xiao Ling'er held him up.

"Xiaojiu, are you okay?"

Xiao Ling'er asked with concern.

"Sister, don't worry, I just consumed too much energy."

"ah!"

There was another scream, and not far away, the Shaolin master who was fighting the little catfish suddenly had a big water ball tied directly over his head.

This big water polo was about the size of two basketballs at first, and it was strangely placed on the head of the Shaolin master. The little catfish on the opposite side kept changing various moves in its hands. As the little catfish changed, it was placed on the head of the Shaolin master.

The handball is getting smaller and smaller.

The opponent who was looking at the little catfish seemed to have been strangled by the neck. His whole face turned red and his face looked extremely ferocious. After screaming, he fell to the ground on his back.

In the end, there were only two battles left. The silly boy Xiang Yu was chasing a Shaolin master with a bloody human stick in his hand.

"Just die to me."

The silly boy roared angrily, and the human stick in his hand, like a containment belt, flew out directly and hit the escaping Shaolin master. The Shaolin master suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, with a look of horror on his face, and this

At that time, Xiang Yu had already arrived in front of the master, and pinched the Shaolin master's neck with his big palm-like hands.

"Damn smelly monk, you asked me to be the last one to resolve the battle. Within a month, I will have to wash the dishes and tidy up the room again. I will crush you to death."

Xiang Yu howled angrily.

It turns out that four senior brothers, Xiang Yu and Xiaojiu, made a bet at the beginning of the war that whoever defeated the opponent in the end would be fined for a month to wash dishes and tidy up the room.

Originally, Xiang Yu could have ended the fight earlier, but he hit him with a stick in his hand. The Shaolin master was afraid of accidentally injuring his senior brother, so he could only hide in Tibet. This wasted a lot of Xiang Yu's time and made Xiang Yu a bad person.

Last place.

Of course, the silly boy's opponents were two people. The one who called the silly boy silly was betrayed by his three senior brothers.

At the same time that the silly boy Xiang Yu was solving the battle, on the other side, Shadow and the coward Shi Yongzhong teamed up to deal with a Shaolin master. With Shi Yongzhong's involvement, Shadow seized an opportunity and killed his opponent with one sword.
Chapter completed!