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The body of this white-haired monster is very hard. After the big ax of the little fat man cut into his shoulder, it was actually stuck by his bones.
The little fat man pulled out the big ax again with great effort, and then raised it again.
The long-haired monster turned around, opened its mouth wide and roared at the little fat man: "Roar!"
Immediately afterwards, he kicked the little fat man in the chest and sent him flying.
With this force, the blood on his chest rushed out again, and the power in his body was drained violently.
Yue Chen violently twisted the sword in his hand, and the white-haired monster could no longer hold Yue Chen's sword, making an unpleasant rubbing sound.
The sword pierced into the lung of the white-haired monster, and the power on the sword exploded wildly.
The body of the white-haired monster trembled crazily.
Ye Hanmei seized this opportunity, thrust the black spear into the white-haired monster's throat, and then pulled it out.
Blood gushed out again.
The white-haired monster swayed unwillingly, but did not fall to the ground, showing super vitality.
Yue Chen pulled out the sword, and slashed down on the white-haired monster's forehead.
The white-haired monster tried to resist with his hands, but he lost his strength, and was a beat slower after all.
Yue Chen's sword slashed into the white-haired monster's forehead fiercely, splitting his head in half.
The spear monster's movements finally froze, and then lay straight on the ground.
Yue Chen and Ye Hanmei smiled at each other, then suddenly sat on the ground, panting heavily.
"Hahahaha!" Yue Chen and Ye Han smiled charmingly and were very happy.
This process was so thrilling that he was almost killed.
Ye Hanmei stretched out her thumb, and said to Yue Chen, "You are awesome."
If Yue Chen hadn't discovered the location of the white-haired monster and gave him an accurate sneak attack, it would never have been possible to take him down so easily.
There may also be casualties.
The previous stabbing shot had a great impact on the subsequent battle situation.
Yue Chen smiled happily and said, "It's a happy cooperation."
Yue Chen cast his eyes not far away again: "Brother Shi, how are you doing, are you dead?"
The little fat man lay motionless on the ground.
Yehan said charmingly: "It's just right for him to die. The two of us will share the Purple Dream Flower, each with three petals."
The little fat man trembled, then raised his head, showing a bloody face, trying to put on a flattering smile and said: "I I'm fine, I can't die."
Immediately afterwards, the little fat man tried his best to straighten up, and then touched his face with his hands, intending to wipe off the blood on his face.
As a result, with this smear, the blood on the face was more evenly applied, and the whole face turned red.
The little fat man didn't care, he climbed up to Yue Chen, and said loudly: "Yue Chen, I did my best, without my axe, maybe he wouldn't be able to kill him, it's up to one's conscience."
Ye Hanmei said indifferently: "That ax of yours is insignificant."
Yue Chen sighed: "Forget it, here you are"
Before Yue Chen could finish speaking, Ye Hanmei roughly interrupted him, saying: "Yue Chen contributed the most, three petals, I have two, the little fat man looks pitiful, I'll give you one."
The little fat man showed a happy smile, and said: "Saint, you are worthy of being a saint. With such a heart, such a pattern, no one can compare."
Zimenghua still fell in the broken primordial stone, Yue Chen grasped the void with his right hand and grabbed Zimenghua into his hand.
Suddenly, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and a wooden stick flew towards Yue Chen's heart.
Yue Chen suddenly gave up on grabbing Zimenghua, and stretched out his hands suddenly, grabbing the flying wooden stick.
A huge force came from the wooden stick, lifting Yue Chen's whole body and smashing it hard to the ground in the distance.
He was injured in the first place and hadn't been healed yet. This time the injury caused the blood in Yue Chen's body to surge violently, making him extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yue Chen yelled sharply: "Take the things first."
Yehan yelled grimly, "Bastard, you dare to steal our things."
Holding the black gun tightly in his right hand, he rushed forward.
In front of Yehanmei, two figures with sticks flew towards Zimenghua at the same time.
Ye Hanmei also had wounds on her body, she couldn't care less at this moment, with an angry face on her face, she ruthlessly swept the black gun in her hand.
The sharp gun light was like a storm, raging ahead.
? The two figures who came rushing, with expressions of astonishment on their faces, danced wildly with black sticks in their hands, trying to? Block Ye Hanmei's attack.
The bodies of the two of them glowed with streaks of golden light, resisting the charm of the cold night.
The next moment, the two flew upside down and smashed hard against the wall.
Ye Hanmei fell to the ground, and flicked the purple dream flower with her right hand, and put the purple dream flower into the storage ring.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Hanmei stood with a gun, looked at the front with a gloomy face, and shouted ferociously: "Vald donkey, dare to shoot with this girl, don't you want to live?"
The two men flying upside down both had bald heads and wore monk robes. The golden light that bloomed just now was also the unique Buddha light of the ancient Buddhist kingdom.
"Amitabha." Not far away, a Buddha's trumpet sounded, and another monk slowly stepped into the space from the long corridor, looked at Yehan and said charmingly, "Saint, the poor monk is polite."
This person, Yue Chen, had met before. His name was Samo Tuo, and he was a young genius from the ancient Buddha kingdom.
"Hmph, what else do you want to say?" Ye Hanmei sneered.
Samotha smiled, with a kind face, and said slowly: "Saint, this purple dream flower is a sacred object of my Buddhism. If the little monk gets it, it can be used to save lives and heal the wounded. I also ask the saint to cut it off."
Ye Hanmei sneered and said, "It's only you disciples of Buddhism who describe robbery so freshly and refinedly."
"Amitabha." Samadha said with compassion on his face, "I also ask the saint not to make a mouth karma, otherwise she will enter reincarnation in the future and may suffer the pain of pulling out her tongue.
Hope that the female benefactor will not recreate karma for herself. "
Ye Hanmei laughed angrily, and said with a sneer, "You openly rob to benefit the people. To be honest, it's the stoma industry. No wonder everyone says that you Buddhist disciples have lotus flowers in your mouth, which can turn black and white."
"Amitabha!" Samotuo said with a serious face, "I don't want to argue with you, but I hope you will, for the sake of the common people, please hand over the purple dream flower."
"What if I don't." Ye Hanmei sneered.
Samotuo showed compassion on his face, and said slowly: "The little monk can only do it for the sake of the world, and he will not hesitate to attack the saint."
"Hahaha!" Ye Hanmei laughed, "For the common people in the world, this is a good reason, just enough, and also in line with your Buddhist style, come on."
Samotha sighed: "I didn't want to be an enemy of the saint, saint, do you have to force the little monk to be your enemy?"
Behind Ye Hanmei, Yue Chen's voice came: "You want to rob treasures, but you say that the person you rob will be your enemy. You have exhausted all the truths in this world. What an ancient Buddha country, What a Buddhist.
Hope, you are the only one in Buddhism who is so despicable and shameless. "
"Amitabha." Samotha clasped his hands together, with a compassionate expression on his face, and said softly, "People in the world don't understand, we should sail against the current. Holy lady, if you were at your peak, we would still be afraid of you, but now you are injured , the strength is greatly damaged, why should you still be stubborn?
Why do you have to force the monk to make a move.
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