Just when Zhan Tong's punch was only half a step away from Xiao He's head.
Xiao He suddenly shouted, "Stop it!"
So everyone was stunned, and a scene of glasses shattering appeared.
Zhan Tong really stopped.
It's like a machine that is suddenly pressed on the pause button, or a police dog that hears the owner's orders.
The words follow the Dharma, but this is nothing more than this!
"Ah! How is this possible? Shouldn't he be shot in the head?" Everyone was incredible.
Cheng Qinglan looked at Xiao He incredible. She almost closed her eyes at the moment just now, but she didn't expect Xiao He to create a miracle again.
"Demon Monk, what's going on?" Gu Wenchang roared and yelled.
He wanted to see the battle bronze general Xiao He breaking into pieces, rather than seeing Xiao He show his magical powers.
The Demon Monk was also frowning at this time, his eyes trembled slightly, and he began to panic. He had just formed a series of Buddhist seals, but Zhan Tong was still motionless, as if he had completely lost contact with him.
"Has my magic been broken?"
"Impossible, how could my magic be broken?" The demon monk shouted loudly, as if he was crazy. He claimed that he could fight against the Zhang family's Heavenly Master, so how could he fall into the hands of this young boy?
But the truth is right in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it.
Suddenly, his eyes noticed something on Zhan Tong's body, which was a golden needle.
When the demon monk saw this, he suddenly looked shocked, "Golden Needle of the Ghost Gate, boy, you actually have the Ghost Gate Golden Needle."
That's right, the golden needle of the ghost gate used to break the deadlock Xiao He used to break the deadlock.
Once the golden corpse is refined, it will be completely conscious, have no emotions or even have no pain. It is just a combat machine. Not to mention Xuanqi Xiaohe, even a warrior who is also a half-step level, there is no way to deal with it.
If Xiao He had a few days ago, he would have a headache. Even if he used thunder to bombard the golden corpse, it would not have a great effect, because after twenty years of sacrifice and refining, the battle copper had no corpse energy.
But after Xiao He got the Golden Needle of the Ghost Gate, it was different. Although the bronze war has no corpse energy, it still belongs to the evil thing after all. The golden needle of the Ghost Gate still has a counterproductive effect on him, and the bronze war has still weak points in his body.
of.
Not all parts of his body are copper. Xiao He's spiritual sense discovered that his key acupoints were filled in runes, so they were manipulated by the demon monk.
Therefore, Xiao He and Zhan Tong hit the punch just now, the main purpose is not to fight Zhan Tong head-on, but to use the gap between punches to shoot the golden needle of the Ghost Gate on those acupoints. As long as Xiao He activates the spell, the Ghost Gate will
The golden needle can instantly destroy the runes of the demon monk.
In this way, Zhan Tong is like a computer whose chip has been removed, and naturally it will go down.
Xiao He smiled at the corner of his mouth, his true energy was running vigorously, and he suddenly kicked Zhan Tong in the abdomen. Zhan Tong, which weighed nearly a thousand pounds, roared and shot towards the place where Gu Wenchang was.
go out.
"Gu Wenchang, I'll give it back to you."
"Ah!" Seeing this scene, Gu Wenchang and the young model thugs around him all fled everywhere in a hurry.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, Zhan Tong's body smashed on the exterior wall of the villa. The wall collapsed instantly, and smoke and dust rose everywhere. Many thugs who had no time to dodge were buried under the collapsed wall.
Although Gu Wenchang escaped under the cover of his subordinates, he was still covered in dust by smoke and dust. He shouted angrily: "Demon Monk, kill Xiao He quickly. As long as you kill him, I will add it to you.
One hundred million.”
Now he doesn't care about so much. Death, he just wants Xiao He to die.
In fact, without Gu Wenchang's temptation, the demon monk would definitely not let Xiao He go at this time. Xiao He destroyed his 20 years of hard work!
A golden corpse like Zhan Tong is in nowhere in a thousand, and even if he wants to refine it, he will not be able to succeed.
"ah!!"
"Boy, you destroy my golden corpse. Today I will let your soul disperse and you will never be reborn." After the demon monk roared, his body jumped out and rushed towards Xiao He.
His body movement was unusual like an ordinary warrior shot straight out like an arrow, but some toads jumped.
I saw his thighs trousers bulging, as if there was a blower hidden inside. He suddenly made a "bang!" sound, and it seemed like a rubber band was blinking. In the blink of an eye, he looked like a big toad towards Xiaohe.
Attacked.
"Good come!" Xiao He had long wanted to fight with the demon monk, so he did not dodge. He started the steps of gods and ghosts. Before the demon monk's toad jumped and stood firm, he looked at the left hand and palm like a knife.
The center of the embroidered monk's eyebrows slashed hard between his eyes.
The demon monk's eyelids twitched. He thought his body was fast enough to catch Xiao He off guard, but he didn't expect that Xiao He's god-ghost steps were faster than him.
But at this time he didn't have time to think about it. The five knuckles of his hands suddenly exploded, and both hands immediately turned into eagle claws, trying to grab Xiao He's palm.
The Nanyang Demon Monk is a famous master in the Nanyang area. He is not only famous for his witchcraft, but also has great skills in his hands, and his strength has reached the middle stage of the Xuan level.
"Haha!" Xiao He sneered at the corner of his mouth, and then his hand turned into a fist. The fist was thunderous and the fist, which was already as anxious as lightning, surged again.
"Qingtian Fist!" Xiao He shouted fiercely and shot the most powerful boxing technique he had mastered in the inheritance.
After finally having the opportunity to fight this demon monk in close combat, Xiao He naturally had to crippled him with one punch, so the palm just now just tempted the enemy to go deeper, and this Tian-Hong Kong Fist was the move he really wanted to urge.
Seeing this, the demon monk's eyelids twitched violently and his mind became much clearer. He was distracted just now because the golden corpse was deposed. Then he remembered the information Gu Wenchang had told him before that Xiao He was the peak master of the Xuan-level rank.
Fighting with Xiao He is like hitting a stone with an egg.
But it was impossible to retreat again at this time, so I had to bite the bullet and meet Xiao He's fist.
"Bang!" The demon monk's claw and Xiao He's punch collided, and the joints were shattered and blood burst out.
The demon monk howled, and his whole body fell out like a broken sack, landing onto the lawn seven or eight meters away. One of his arms and wrists was beaten to the point of blood.
Taking advantage of the break of the demon monk's wrist, Xiao He stepped in and turned his fist into a grab, and he would scratch the demon monk's throat with one step.
This demon monk was also a cruel person. He endured the severe pain in his hands. While retreating quickly, he raised his true energy and vomited blood and shot the arrow at Xiao He's face.
This blood arrow is not the true qi arrow of ordinary warriors. It also contains the spells performed by the demon monk. Once it is contaminated, the flesh, flesh, muscles and bones will be corroded.
Xiao He had no choice but to temporarily stop and form a barrier in front of him to block the blood arrow.
"What?"
Seeing the demon monk breaking his wrist by Xiao He's punch, Gu Wenchang was stunned. After a brief loss of consciousness, he quickly ordered his subordinates: "Go together!"
At this time, he no longer had the intention of playing with Xiao He, and just wanted his subordinates to kill Xiao He.
"Kill!" More than a dozen sword hands suddenly rushed out and all slashed towards Xiao He.
Xiao He didn't even look at the knife hands. The force in his hand was activated, instantly shaking the blood arrows spit out by the demon monk into countless blood beads. These blood beads sputtered towards the knife hands that were coming like shotguns.
"Ahhhh!" More than a dozen sword hands let out pig-killing howls.
Although the blood beads are only the size of rice grains, their lethality is amazing. Some of these knife hands are directly corroded from their eyes and noses, while others are contaminated with their hands and feet, and their hands and feet are suddenly pierced and painful.
This scene made the Gu family's swordsmen rushing up from the outside, all of whom were frightened and hesitant to step forward.