She fought with the senior brother of the insect-catching mountain for a short time, and far away from her, the bald monk who used the most ordinary spell but could exert far beyond the power of the spell was still with Chen Wangchu
Confrontation.
The two of them have similar situations to those of Lu Shenliang and Master Chuchuangshan. They both want to figure out what kind of existence each other is, but none of them have Lu Shenliang and Master Chuchuangshan.
Both of them wanted to conceal their origins as much as possible, but wanted to find out the other person's origins.
Moreover, when the two of them fought, it seemed that no one could do anything to each other. They were both afraid of each other, and the scene couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"You said you were from Wangyou Mountain. Are the other monks of Wangyou Mountain, the Hidden Sect, the same as you?"
"You said you have no sect or sect, at least you can't be born as such a practitioner. Are you a monk in the continental realm of the monk or a monk in the confusing continental realm? Where are you practicing?"
Almost at the same time, both of them asked questions.
The two of them spoke at the same time, but when they looked at each other, they felt that the other party could not reveal their secrets. They only wanted to answer each other, but did not want to answer each other's questions.
"Do you don't want to say anything at all, just want to have sex for free?" The bald monk looked at Chen Wangchu and couldn't help but sneer.
Chen Wangchu also became a little angry and said, "I am here so much. What does it have to do with you? It was you who suddenly came to me for no reason. Why should I tell you something?"
"It seems that you are punishing the wine if you toast!"
At this time, for the bald monk, the choice was to either pat his butt and leave, or he would defeat the other party and capture him alive and ask. Between the two, the bald monk hesitated for a moment and chose it.
the latter.
He felt that the secret between Chen Wangchu and Wangyoushan was too attractive. If he pretended not to see it, he would really be unable to bear it.
boom!
The bald monk's attack was not as clever as he could, and he punched Chen Wangchu.
A strange gale like black hair gushed out in front of his fist, and the gale instantly condensed into the shape of a black wolf.
"Black Wolf Fist?"
Chen Wangchu's knowledge is really amazing. This bald monk may not recognize this method even if the good dharma kings and Master Xile saw it, but Chen Wangchu could not recognize the bald monk at a glance.
The origin of this method.
This method is even more superficial than the fireball technique.
This Black Wolf Fist is a wind-based method of the Wild Wolf Sect. Strictly speaking, the Wild Wolf Sect can only be regarded as a sect in the ordinary world, and is not a sect of immortal cultivation in the strict sense.
Among all the methods, the power of the wind-type method to the enemy is of course far less than that of the thunder and fire-type methods. The black wolf fist of the wild wolf gate even brings out some wind light on its fist. It is really in the wind-type method.
The most trashy thing.
But now the bald monk punched and the black wolf formed by the black hair gust rushed over, he felt as if there was a terrifying Taoist domain directly pressing down. This power was more powerful than before the bald monk
The fireball techniques used are even more terrifying.
In horror, he crossed his arms and blocked the front. Silver ripples on his arms released, forming a silver light shield in front of him.
boom!
But under this blow, the silver light shield in front of him was instantly broken, and the wild wolf was really tearing like a living creature. The terrifying power was torn on his arms, and all the robes on his arms were also gone.
It shattered, and his tough skin showed deep bone-visible scars.
His body also flew back hundreds of feet backwards at the same time.
"you….!"
However, the bald monk was shocked so that blood was overflowing from his mouth and nose. At the same time, he looked at the wound on Chen Wangchu's arms and widened his eyes and was shocked.
He saw that from the wounds of Chen Wangchu's arms, there was actually an orange sticky liquid, like a melted crystal. The bones inside Chen Wangchu were flashing with silver light, looking at the bones inside and
The bloodline is not like flesh and blood, and it is different from the bloodline and meridians of ordinary people.
"you!"
Chen Wangchu's eyes also swept the wound on his arms at this time. He was shocked and felt that he was no match for the bald monk. He turned around and ran away without thinking.
"You monster, want to escape? Stay for me."
The bald monk was bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he was even more curious about Chen Wangchu. At this time, he ignored his injuries and stepped in the air and punched Chen Wangchu hard again.
boom!
In front of his fist, a dense layer of black hair gusts gusts out, forming the same black wolf, and rushed to Chen Wangchu's back in an instant.
It's the same black wolf fist again.
The silver light flashed behind Chen Wangchu, but it could not stop the power of his attack. The velvet made a sound of ripping silk. At the same time, the orange mucus "blood" splattered everywhere, and the bald monk was also on his back.
More than ten cracks were hit.
At this time, the bald monk's body's qi and blood were recoiled to the point where he was even more turbulent. He coughed up blood, but his pupils were expanding and contracting violently.
He saw from Chen Wangchu's wounds that Chen Wangchu's body did not look like an ordinary flesh and blood body. He seemed to have no normal flesh and blood body internal organs, but some strange shining objects.
Many threads that emit strange luster were connected to the luminous objects in his body like blood.
"What kind of monster are you? Do you think you are?"
"What kind of sect is Wangyou Mountain? Do you want to say it?"
The bald monk was frozen for a while, but then he shouted repeatedly and punched him with all his might.
It's the Black Wolf Fist again!
A cruel black wolf rushes hard on Chen Wangchu's back, and this time it directly hits a huge hole in Chen Wangchu's back.
In addition to the orange-yellow slime splash, many fragments with a cold luster also flew out from it.
At the same time, Chen Wangchu's body also gushed out of a strange power and energy that made him feel palpitations.
"You're too much!"
Chen Wangchu's pupils had turned completely silver, but at this time a strange sound rang in his body, and his pupils turned into strange orange-red. The moment he turned his head, his eyes
The depth of the pupils began to shine.
Swish!
Two orange-red lights like Dao Swords erupted from his pupils.
"Black Wolf Fist!"
The bald monk's move did not change at this time. Even though he felt that these two beams of light were very dangerous, he still punched the punch with all his heart.
Two orange-red beams of light shot on one of the black wolfs that rushed out.
puff!
The black wolf was actually penetrated by force, and the two beams of light pierced directly on the bald monk's fist.
"ah!"
The bald monk screamed violently.
Two blood holes appeared directly in his fist, but the key is that these two beams of light penetrated his fist and continued to extend into his arms, and instantly stabbed out from his back.
These two beams of light penetrated his entire straight right arm.
"ah!"
The bald monk was almost twitching all over, and his body flew backwards in the air.
boom!
After Chen Wangchu made this attack, the light in his eyes quickly faded away. At the same time, a large stream of orange-red flames gushed out from the hole in his back, and instantly it was
His body flew forward at a terrifying speed.
In an instant, there was a constant sonic boom in the air, and Chen Wangchu's figure had turned into a shiny dot in the bald monk's pupils.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The bald monk kept taking out the spiritual medicine with his left hand and applying it to the outside. However, at this moment, there were two more wind tunnels in his right arm. The flesh and blood seemed to be burned strangely, and even blood did not flow out.
The power of medicine flowed, and his flesh and blood could not be reborn for a while.
"What sound?"
Even Wang Li and others in Songhe Temple felt this sound.
Wang Li, the good Dharma King and others looked in surprise and suspicion at the direction where Chen Wangchu disappeared. They vaguely saw a strange light spot, but even the good Dharma Kings did not feel the violent fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.