That's not right, he likes to kill people all over the house, eradicate the roots, and leave no future troubles. He should have no living enemies.

"I'll tell you if you defeat me." Xia Yanzhen said.

The blood monk showed a ferocious smile: "Wait until I step on your body and then ask your companions!"

No matter who dares to provoke, there is only one end, death!

Notoriety is earned by killing!

As the blood monk spoke, he took off the iron rod from his back, held it with one hand, and swung it towards Xia Yanzhen.

A roaring sound broke through the air.

Xia Yanzhen turned around, and you could see that his right foot was instantly twisted into a rather awkward position.

Dragon Walk.

Xia Yanzhen tested the body skills and footwork he had learned in actual combat.

The iron rod fell close to his body, missing, but suddenly paused in mid-air, changing from a downward crack to a sweeping sweep.

Realizing this, Xia Yanzhen rushed forward and came to the blood monk's side.

The stick has the blood monk as the center of the circle, and this position is not within the attack range of Sweep.

The blood monk was naturally not an easy person. He immediately opened a suitable distance from Xia Yanzhen, and the iron rod in his hand continued to make a whistling sound.

Like the roar of death.

Crazy magic stick method!

Xia Yanzhen did not dodge backward or rush forward, but tried his best to avoid the unpredictable iron rod of the blood monk while moving in a small amount.

This iron rod seems to have no inertia and is constantly changing its attack direction.

Falling suddenly turned into sweeping, and sweeping suddenly turned into falling.

The changes happened in a smooth flow, with almost no sense of pause or staggering.

It seems like this is how it should be.

However, Xia Yanzhen dodged these unpredictable stick techniques one by one, using the dragon's movement and his powerful reaction speed.

The Blood Monk's crazy magic stick technique cannot hit him.

Amidst the whistling sound of the stick, the Blood Monk had obviously discovered this, and his face became solemn.

This guy is a formidable enemy!

Without any hesitation, the Blood Monk changed his moves and instantly formed three stick shadows, falling towards Xia Yanzhen's head and sides of his body.

Crazy magic stick method·Boundless sea of ​​suffering!

There is no room for him to retreat, but if he retreats, the Blood Monk will pursue him.

"It's here, martial arts special effects." Gao Qiang, who was not far away, felt excited when he saw it.

Who didn’t have a martial arts dream when they were young?

Gaoqiang is the "Young and Dangerous boy's dream" after his martial arts dream was shattered.

Facing the blood monk's sudden change of killing move, Xia Yanzhen did not dodge this time, but raised his hand to block it by his side.

The real iron rod came from his left.

The flesh palm collided with the iron rod, and the Blood Monk Tong Kong was shaken. First, the opponent instantly saw through his true position, and second, his killing move was easily caught with the flesh palm.

"The strength seems to be average." Xia Yanzhen looked at the blood monk.

The move is so powerful that it looks amazing, but after actually taking it, Xia Yanzhen found that the power is not that powerful.

"Go!"

The blood monk shouted loudly and was about to draw his stick again.

Xia Yanzhen bent his fingers and clasped the iron rod.

"Go! Go!"

The blood monk let out a few low roars, his robes swayed, and his internal energy was operating to the extreme, as if he was about to wrestle with Xia Yanzhen.

But in the next breath, he suddenly let go of the iron rod, made a fist with his left hand, and punched Xia Yanzhen in the head.

Arhat Fist·Raging Eyes King Kong!

No one knows that compared to the Crazy Demon Stick Technique, the Blood Monk's Arhat Fist is his real killing move.

Anyone who knew this died under his Arhat Fist.

The fist roared towards him. Xia Yanzhen faced his opponent directly and stabbed him with a spear in his backhand.

The difference is that this time he clenched his fists.

The seven movements of swords and spears are so flexible and changeable, and not rigid at all.

Fist clash.

Xia Yanzhen stepped back.

There was no loss or injury, just to avoid blood falling on the body.

The blood monk flew backwards, blood spilled everywhere, and his left arm was blown apart by Xia Yanzhen's punch, leaving only half of the twisted stump.

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Chapter completed!