The visitor was a skinny old monk. The old monk is not tall, he can even be said to be relatively short, probably only about five feet tall. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbmb fuck out, as if the skeleton was covered with a layer of human skin, as if the wind was just a little bit stronger, it could be blown away. The only thing that can make people feel a little angry is the old man's eyes, which are dark and bright, like stars in a clear night. The old man was dressed in a monk's robe, and there was no aura of a cultivator in his body. Wherever he stood, he seemed to be just an ordinary old man. But the strange thing is that the old man just stood there, and all the arrows in the space about two or three feet around him were frozen in the air as if they had hit an invisible barrier. Immediately, it fell to the ground like dumplings! Could it be that this is a large-scale release of internal energy? When Yang Tiexin saw this, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised! I still don¡¯t believe it, you bad old man really has such strong energy! You must know that even with a Yang Finger, there is no limit to the exquisite method of releasing the true energy! If you keep shooting outwards, you will be exhausted if you shoot too many times! Thinking of this, Yang Tiexin's face showed no change at all, but he only took off the heavy bow on his body, twisted the bow and nocked an arrow, aimed at the skinny old monk, and at the same time commanded in a deep voice, "Fire non-stop for five rounds, continue Fuck him! Although the Yingzhou Army was shocked, the principal they admired most was still there, so the sergeants naturally had a backbone. Following Yang Tiexin's instructions, the five thousand sergeants were divided into five teams and charged towards the mountain. While launching an arrow rain attack, five thousand sergeants took turns shooting. When the arrow rain in the sky almost never stopped, the skinny old man naturally did not dare to neglect and quickly used all his methods to block the arrows from the little bald men behind him. But the little bald men did not hinder the consciousness of their boss at all, and rolled the stone towards the intersection. Here, Yang Tiexin twisted the bow and arrow, pouring all the power of the dragon and elephant into the bow and arrow. Then he aimed an arrow at the skinny old monk's heart. Yang Tiexin didn't care whether the old monk was Han, Asan, or a native of Java. According to Yang Tiexin's straightforward thoughts, since he dared. If you go against me, you will be an enemy! Therefore, Yang Tiexin shot this arrow without any courtesy! Since practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna, Yang Tiexin has become stronger physically. He has just broken through the eighth level of Dragon Elephant Skill, but his brute strength is already beyond the reach of ordinary mortals. And Yang Tiexin¡¯s bow and arrow are also specially made by the craftsmen of Yingzhou Island. Their strength and range are almost comparable to those of ordinary people! It was comparable to a bed crossbow! This time Yang Tiexin fired an arrow with all his strength, and immediately broke through the layer of protection that the skinny old man had set up in front of him. The old monk's air mask. The old man was greatly surprised, and he quickly stretched out a withered paw, like holding a flower and smiling at the Buddha, and pointed at Yang Tiexin's iron arrow. The old man's technique was very subtle, and he gently closed it. He easily caught the arrowhead of Yang Tiexin's iron arrow, but the old man obviously didn't predict the strength of the iron arrow. Although he caught the arrowhead, he didn't stop the arrow. With a shake of his shoulders, Yang Tiexin's iron arrow slipped against the skinny old monk's fingertips and continued to shoot towards the old man's heart without hesitation. The skinny old monk's heart was shaken, and he quickly poured all his power into his fingertips. But when the old man was so distracted, the air shield that originally blocked the arrow rain suddenly appeared. Thousands of feather arrows broke through the skinny old man's air shield and went straight towards the skinny old monk and the people behind him. The bald man shot away. In his haste, the skinny old man only had time to say "Be careful" and once again condensed a three-foot-square energy shield in front of him. Although the skinny old monk's reaction was quite fast, he only had time. Self-rescue, as for the other little bald heads, the old monk was a little helpless! After the sound of a sharp knife cutting flesh, nearly half of the hundreds of bald heads who were still moving stones suddenly fell down. Seeing this, the remaining little bald heads quickly put down the boulder and hid behind the skinny old monk and the boulder. At this moment, the skinny old man finally woke up and realized that although the Yang Tiexin in front of him looked young, he seemed to have some skills, and he could not be easily dismissed by the same methods as those small soldiers! At this moment, the skinny old man quickly gathered all his energy and placed heavy air shields in front of him. LossThe old monk reacted quickly enough. As soon as the invisible air shield of the old man took shape, Yang Tiexin's iron arrows came one after another. Three iron arrows in a row, each of which forcibly broke the skinny old man's triple air shield before it was exhausted! The nine-layer Qi shield was broken one after another, and the old man's originally withered and yellow face actually showed a trace of flushing. At this time, Yang Tiexin had already deployed his body skills, and in the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of more than twenty feet and reached the top of the mountain. "Get out of my way!" Yang Tiexin let out a low roar as he swung his iron spear, and already used the "Wind Swinging Willow" move, which went straight to the skinny old monk's chest. He had just suffered a small loss, and the skinny old man was feeling unhappy in his heart. In addition, he relied on his great status, and there were several little bald heads hiding behind him who were avoiding arrows. A big handprint went straight to Yang Tiexin's iron spear. For this kind of master who was suspected of being able to release his true energy on a large scale, Yang Tiexin did not show any signs of neglect. As soon as he took action, he used all his strength to reach the eighth level of dragon-elephant prajna power! At the same time, Yang Tiexin's left hand, which was hidden under his ribs, pointed a finger in the air covertly and silently towards the skinny old monk's lower abdomen. And the skinny old man on the opposite side, because he had just lost face, was also merciless in his attack at this moment, and his attack was a ten-level big hand seal. "One has unparalleled brute strength, comparable to the eight dragons and eight elephants; the other has profound skills and has reached the level of perfection. As soon as the two of them met, they became really hot. When the skinny old monk hit the iron gun shaft with a big handprint, Yang Tiexin's stainless steel gun, which was as thick as a child's arm, was magically bent into a bow shape. Not only that, a strong inner breath surged up along the barrel of Yang Tiexin's gun and hit Yang Tiexin's right arm, causing Yang Tiexin's blood to surge and his arm to feel numb. On the other side, the skinny old monk obviously did not have enough estimate of Yang Tiexin's brute strength. Under the head-to-head collision, a burst of beeping, popping, and popping sounds came from the skinny old man's withered arms. "Thanks to the old monk's mellow skill, the inner breath has already been connected together. He just relied on his mellow skill to remove most of this brute force." Even so, the skinny old man felt his arms were numb, and he couldn't help but take three steps back! But before the skinny old monk had even taken three steps back, a hidden finger wind had already shot to a few feet in front of the old monk. With the skill of the skinny old monk, it would be impossible for him to be attacked by Yang Tiexin in normal times, but the skinny old monk was a little emotionally unstable just now, and Yang Tiexin's shot was too powerful, and the Yang Finger he used had It was sufficiently concealed and natural, and when he was caught off guard, the skinny old monk naturally lost the opportunity. By the time the old monk noticed it, it was already too late! He hurriedly placed a shield in front of him. Just as the old monk was about to step out of the way, Yang Tiexin's finger force had already hit the old monk's waist. Although this finger did not hit the vital point, it still opened a blood groove on the old monk's waist. The old monk's sticky blood immediately seeped out, dyeing the old man's waist red. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????The skinny old monk couldn't help but feel even more frightened. He touched the ground lightly with his toes and quickly floated back three to four feet away! But Yang Tiexin, who was on the opposite side, took this opportunity to suppress the discomfort in his arms. With a swing of his iron gun, he lifted the huge boulder at the intersection down the mountainside. The dozen or so surviving bald heads hiding behind the stone were all smashed to death in the blink of an eye by Yang Tiexin's flying iron spears. After solving all these little troubles in one go, Yang Tiexin put away his gun and stared at the skinny old monk with piercing eyes. At the same time, he secretly tried to expel the old monk's inner breath that invaded his arm. The old monk opposite had just sealed the wound on his waist. He was using his kung fu to get rid of the discomfort caused by the pain, but he was not in a hurry to fight back. At this time, the Yingzhou Army halfway up the mountain finally quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and quickly dispersed. In a semi-surrounding manner, they surrounded the skinny old man in the middle. The sword and shield soldiers were in front, the spear soldiers were in the middle, and the rear was a black mass. Archers! Being surrounded by a large army, especially when the opponent had a master who could almost compete with him, the skinny old monk couldn't help but frown and his eyelids bulged. Gritting his gums fiercely, the skinny old monk spoke again, "Donor, stop for now, the poor monk has something to say!" What the old man said was Chinese. This time Yang Tiexin heard it clearly, and couldn't help but look suspicious. color. The old monk seems to be a yellow man, but his skin color is slightly darker, making it difficult to tell which country he is from! Besides, most people who live in tropical rainforest areas all year round are like this, so it¡¯s not surprising! After calming down, Yang Tiexin said in a deep voice, "Are you Han?"nbsp; "Han Chinese? Well, yes, and no!" "Who are you? Just let it go! I don't have that much free time to talk nonsense with you, young master!" While sneaking in mystical skills to heal his wounds, Yang Tie didn't say anything in his heart. signs of weakness. "The poor monk is just a monk! A foreigner! What's the difference between Han Chinese, Sanskrit or Javanese?" "Oh? Is there any difference between the living and the dead?" He seemed to have thought about it very seriously. , and then the skinny old monk said seriously, "Well, there should be no difference!" "Since it is as shown in the picture, whether Yang can kill these monks, I guess there is no difference in your eyes, old monk? In that case , why do you want to stop Yang?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!