Chapter 129 Let's Do It

"Oh! The boy is quite arrogant, so we won't put it down. I'll see what you can do. A monk said angrily.

"Hahahaha"

Several other monks laughed when they heard Zhou Qi's words.

"Kid, I don't care where you come from. Leave these three nuns behind, and you and that stupid big man can get out of here." The monk surnamed Feng, who had been staring at Gong Yehui and the other three, said.

"Kid you hear what my brother said? Leave a few nuns for us to have fun. If you don't get out of here, Grandpa doesn't mind playing a live spring for you. Palace."

"Hahahaha"

Several monks laughed again.

"Bang!"

A slap sounded, and the virtuous monk suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew out a few teeth. Half of the monk's cheeks suddenly swelled.

Seeing Zhou Qi standing still as if he had not moved, the monk's face showed a strange anger: "How dare you hit me, boy? Even if you want to leave now, you should ask Grandpa if I promise or not."

Zhou Qi didn't look at the screaming monk, but stared at the monk surnamed Feng. The monks here are all headed by the monk surnamed Feng. No matter how happy the other monks are.

"Kid, who are you?" The monk surnamed Feng asked with a calm face. Zhou Qi's speed just now made him feel a trace of fear.

"I'll say it again, leave the monster behind, and you can get out of here, or don't blame me for killing." Zhou Qi disdained the question of the monk surnamed Feng and reiterated.

"Oh! Ha ha." The monk surnamed Feng has never been so despised. At this time, he smiled angrily: "What a arrogant boy, I want to see what ability you have. How dare you be so bold."

The monk surnamed Feng was really angry. A little monk who gathered in the spirit period dared to be so arrogant in front of the monk in the spiritual period. I don't know who came out.

"I don't know how your master** you are, but I don't know how to live or die. I'll teach you a lesson for your master today." The monk surnamed Feng said.

"You don't deserve it." The cold voice sounded in the ear of the monk surnamed Feng. The monk surnamed Feng suddenly felt bad, and there was a severe pain in his arm. The monk surnamed Feng performed a secret skill and disappeared out of thin air. After his figure disappeared, Zhou Qi's figure appeared in the place where the monk surnamed Feng had just now. At this time, Zhou Qi grabbed it in his hand. With one arm, the monk Feng appeared a hundred feet away. One arm was torn off by Zhou Qi and looked at Zhou Qi with a pale face.

"You can escape quickly." Zhou Qi looked at the monk surnamed Feng a hundred feet away and said coldly. When the monk surnamed Feng insulted his master, Zhou Qi used blood fog to escape and came to the monk surnamed Feng. He wanted to kill the monk surnamed Feng in one fell swoop. He got dozens of blood bodhis from the ghost mountain, which was enough for him to use the blood fog for a period of time without hesitation, and he also saw that in this group of monks. This monk surnamed Feng has the highest cultivation. He has broken through the Yanshen period. He shot the horse first, and captured the thief and captured the king first. Therefore, Zhou Qi launched an attack on the monk surnamed Feng as soon as possible.

I didn't expect that this monk surnamed Feng was worthy of being a monk of the Yanshen period. Unexpectedly, he found something wrong at the first time. He actually used a secret skill to escape, but his arm was ripped off by Zhou Qi.

"Boom"

Seeing that Zhou Qi actually pulled off one of his brother's arms, the other monks suddenly scattered around like frightened birds, for fear that they would be torn apart when they approached Zhou Qi.

"How dare you hurt me and look for death." The monk surnamed Feng's face was pale, and his eyes shot with resentful eyes. He reached out and stroked the wound. He didn't know what the elixir was. Suddenly, the blood splashed at the wound stopped, giving birth to a thin layer of blood scab.

Then, the monk surnamed Feng stepped on a flying sword and rushed to the sky. He knew the strength of Zhou Qi's body and would no longer give Zhou Qi a chance to get close.

After flying into the air, the monk surnamed Feng sacrificed a flying sword that emitted a bright blue light. The flying sword was like a cyan dragon. It moved flexibly in the air. The sword light spit out by the flying sword turned into a vivid cyan dragon in the air. It was powerful and powerful. A strong air machine locked Zhou Qi and devoured towards Zhou Qi. Come on.

Zhou Qi also stepped on a flying sword on his feet and flashed flexibly in the air to avoid the attack of the cyan dragon. However, no matter how he avoided it, the cyan dragon was like a living thing, biting Zhou Qi tightly and was about to tear him up.

"Call"

Zhou Qi patted a palm of Qingyuan Chunyang palm, and Qingyuan Chunyang palm shines in the air. The blue and white are like the essence. With the deepening of Zhou Qi's cultivation, the power of this Qingyuan Chunyang palm has also increased. Now the power is very grand, which can be compared with the heavenly level of skills.

Qingyuan Chunyang palm greeted the Qingjiao sword in the sky, making a dazzling green light and a huge sound. The Qingjiao swordmang was angry and actually swallowed Qingyuan Chunyang palm.

"Explosion!"

Seeing Qingjiao Jianmang swallowing Qingyuan Chunyang's palm, Zhou Qi's face was calm and he shouted coldly. Suddenly, the stomach of Qingjiao Jianman suddenly bulged up, and then made a loud noise. Qingjiao Jianmang was blown into dozens of fragments and dissipated in the air.

Seeing that Zhou Qi cracked his green swordmang so easily, the monk surnamed Feng's face was more gloomy. He didn't expect that the thief was not only physically strong, but also the mana in his body was much stronger than that of the ordinary five-fold sky monk in the spirit gathering period. His sword light, even the eight-fold monk in the spirit period, could not be so easily transformed. Solution.

"Humph!"

The monk surnamed Feng snorted coldly, and as he sent out three green swords, he hung them to Zhou Qi, and then said to the monks below, "Idiot, what are you still doing? Take down the other four people for me. Remember, don't hurt the lives of the three women." The implication is that he doesn't care about the thunder.

"Yes, second brother."

The following monks were said by the monk surnamed Feng. They suddenly woke up like a dream and forced Gongyehui and others one after another. Lei Meng's little thunder sound stick crossed and took the lead in forcing a monk. The speed was so fast that he came to a monk in the blink of an eye, showing a small thunder stick, and the heavy stick shadow wrapped the monk in it. .

"Ah!"

The monk did not expect that there were two monks in a team practicing close combat. They were wrapped in heavy sticks. Suddenly, dozens of sticks were left on his body by the little thunder sound stick. The thunderous little thunder sound stick sank vigorously. Dozens of sticks came down and smashed the monk into mud.

When several other monks saw this situation, they took off their swords and took off. They no longer dared to get closer to Lei Meng. After a distance, the flying swords, spells and charms hit Lei Meng and Gong Yehui. For a moment, the sky was covered with countless flying swords and spells, covering the sky and the sun.

Lei Meng looked at it for a moment and retreated to Gongyehui's side. The little thunder stick danced like a wheel, sweeping the attacking flying sword one by one. Leilei and Linger propped up the protective spirit mask and magic shield. Gong Yehui also stepped on the flying sword and flew into the air, like a Lingbo fairy, one person resisted two. The monk's attack.

Gongyehui sacrificed a unique magic weapon, pure yang sword, and beat the other two flying swords in the air. He raised his hand to hit two pure yang big hand seals. The pure yang big hand seal emitted a thousand feet of light, which was printed on the two monks in the air.

The power of Chunyang's big handprint in the hands of Gongyehui is much greater than that of other monks. As the body of pure yang, she herself has an added effect to Chunyang's big handprint and is powerful.

Facing the Chunyang big hand seal, the two monks felt great pressure and sacrificed their self-defense magic weapons one after another. One monk shot a spell like a maple leaf and rotated to the Chunyang big hand seal. The pure Yang big hand print touched a monk's protective shield, and the magic shield was torn apart with one palm. Another monk's The maple leaf-shaped spell was also scattered by the pure Yang's big hand. Then, the remaining momentum did not decrease. One palm slapped on the monk's body protection soul cover, and the body protection spirit cover made a squeaking sound, which was about to break.

In the face of Gong Yehui, the two monks could not please him at all. Instead, they were embarrassed by Gong Yehui.

Linger and Leilei sacrificed several magic charms one after another, attacked the enemy who besieged them, and relieved the pressure for Lei Meng. For a while, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

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