"Good monk, Brother Monkey, beat him to death, beat him to death!" Hearing this, Xiaodao pointed directly at the old monk Dingguang, looking extremely troubled.
"That's what I meant." Chen Dasheng's mouth curved slightly, and he turned to the old monk Dingguang and said, "Bald Donkey, your sonic skills are so powerful and your head is so bright, do you dare to let me hit you with a stick?"
"Okay, almsgiver, please do it!" Old monk Dingguang replied directly to Chen Dasheng without any hesitation.
Isn't it too hasty to agree so easily? Does he really only regard himself as an ordinary fifth-level martial artist? Chen Dasheng couldn't help being surprised when he heard this. At this moment, he seemed to see a person as big as a watermelon.
A head that explodes.
"Boy, don't be careless. This old thief is bald and shady. He probably wants to lure you over to trick you. Don't talk nonsense to him. Just beat him to death with a stick. When dealing with this kind of martial arts scum, you must not have any sympathy." Xiao Dao said to him.
Chen Dasheng reminded.
"In that case, why don't you straighten your neck?" After listening to Xiao Dao's words, Chen Dasheng nodded and walked directly towards Monk Dingguang with the stick in hand.
Seeing Chen Dasheng approaching, a sinister smile flashed across Monk Dingguang's face, he closed his eyes, picked up the wooden fish in his hand, and started banging it.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of the wooden fish was not loud, but it seemed to have some magic power. As soon as Chen Dasheng took a few steps closer, he felt his head was a little heavy, and the sound seemed to hit Chen Dasheng's heart, like a boring song.
A boring lullaby, I felt energetic just now, but now I feel drowsy and in a trance.
"Evil door!"
Chen Dasheng shook his head, knowing that it must be the wooden fish in Monk Dingguang's hand, so he immediately calmed down. He picked up the Immortal Stick and walked towards Monk Dingguang with rapid strides.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
As the distance from Monk Dingguang got closer and closer, the wooden fish in Monk Dingguang's hand struck faster and faster. The sound was heard in Chen Dasheng's ears. It became louder and louder, and there was also the buzzing sound of the old monk chanting sutras. Chen Dasheng
I just feel like there are thousands of flies flying around my ears, my head is getting heavier and heavier, my whole body feels inexplicably sleepy, and I have the urge to sleep on the spot, and that urge is getting stronger and stronger.
Chen Dasheng could feel Xiaodao and Duoji shouting something loudly next to him, but they were so far away, as if they were in another world. At this time, Chen Dasheng was less than two meters away from Monk Dingguang, and he could kill him with just a wave of his stick.
Monk Dingguang's gleaming head was beaten to pulp, but Chen Dasheng felt that the immortal stick in his hand was getting heavier and heavier. He was so sleepy that he could no longer lift it, and even his original intention of coming over was unclear.
Already.
Looking at Chen Dasheng's dazed look, it was obvious that he had been tricked. Xiaodao and Duoji were calling anxiously from the side. Wanting to wake Chen Dasheng out of his confusion, Lama Duoji even wanted to use the Buddhist Lion Roaring Technique. However, the body was seriously injured and could not be recovered at all
Unable to use it, I can only watch from a distance and say nothing.
In the current situation, if they go through it, they will also be bewitched and hypnotized by Dingguang's sound wave power. The only thing they can do is to wake up Chen Dasheng, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous, but if they let them scream, Chen Dasheng seems to be ignorant.
.There was no reaction at all.
"Haha, go to hell!"
Seeing that Chen Dasheng had been lost in hypnosis, Monk Dingguang smiled ferociously, and the sound of wooden fish suddenly stopped. The pointed wooden fish mallet in his hand was thrust directly into Chen Dasheng's heart. The method was so cruel that he actually wanted to kill Chen Dasheng with one move.
life.
"puff!"
"Ah? Boy (Donor Chen)?"
With a muffled sound, the wooden fish hammer stabbed Chen Dasheng's chest firmly. Xiaodao and Duoji both screamed. At this time, Chen Dasheng's back was turned to them. They couldn't see whether Chen Dasheng was successfully attacked.
, but they didn’t see Chen Dasheng resisting just now, and their hearts felt cold.
"Huh? How is that possible?"
The old monk Dingguang exclaimed. The wooden fish mallet in his hand had definitely hit Chen Dasheng, but the mallet failed to penetrate. Instead, it was blocked by the white robe on Chen Dasheng's body. The powerful blow that would kill him unexpectedly.
Even Chen Dasheng's clothes were not pierced, and the old monk Dingguang's face was full of surprise, with a hint of disbelief.
"Old bald donkey, do you know that it hurts you to stab me?"
The sound of the wooden fish disappeared, and the powerful impact from the wooden fish mallet made the lost Chen Dasheng finally wake up. Looking at the wooden fish mallet pressed against his heart, the expression on Chen Dasheng's face was extremely ugly. He had actually been hit just now. If it hadn't been for this
He was protected by a white cloud fairy robe, and at this moment, he was probably stabbed with a transparent hole in his body.
Seeing that Chen Dasheng was awake, the old monk Dingguang immediately recovered from the shock. Without much panic, he threw the wooden fish and slapped his left palm on the stone under the seat. He jumped into the air and used the wooden fish mallet as a dart.
Throw it directly towards Chen Dasheng's chest.
Chen Dasheng just frowned, brewing the anger in his chest, and did not dodge the flying wooden fish mallet, letting it hit him.
Bah!
There was a muffled sound. After all, the wooden fish mallet was made of wood. How could it be compared with Baiyun Xianyi? The violent collision caused it to explode directly and turn into pieces of sawdust falling to the ground. However, Chen Dasheng was still not injured at all.
Seeing this situation, the old monk Dingguang's pupils suddenly shrank. He vaguely guessed that the robe on Chen Dasheng was extraordinary. He was in mid-air and immediately turned around and slapped Chen Dasheng's forehead with his palm. There was nothing there.
He was covered by his robe. Come to think of it, this palm was enough to kill this little guy who was only a fifth-level martial artist, right?
"Old bald donkey, you succeeded in making me angry, so die!" Chen Dasheng had a ferocious look on his face. Facing the old monk Dingguang who slapped him with his palm, he directly held a stick and slapped him with the stick.
Chen Dasheng used this stick with hatred and used all his strength. With the strength of his physical body, the gravity of the stick, and the assistance of his internal strength, the power of this stick should have reached the astonishing ten sects, which is the power of a saint.
.
"Bang!"
A blood bullet exploded in mid-air. Monk Dingguang could not have expected that a fifth-level martial artist could have such a powerful force. The stick hit his chest with lightning speed.
Dingguang only had a washed white monk's robe on his body, and there was no protection at all. How could his body alone be able to withstand such a powerful force? His body was blown open in an instant, and blood covered the stumps.
Like a heavy rain, it spreads everywhere.
Intestines, internal organs, blood, stumps, and some yellow and orange filthy things were steaming hot and exuding a strong fishy smell. Chen Dasheng put away his long stick, looked at the pool of old monks in front of him, and said coldly, "
Humph, the Rebirth Mantra? Is it for you to recite? If you dare to sneer in front of me, you won’t even know how to die."
"Fuck, boy, you are so cruel!" Xiao Dao opened his mouth and walked towards Chen Dasheng for a long time. The scene where Chen Dasheng beat the old monk Dingguang to death with a stick just now shocked him once again.
Chen Dasheng is once again defined as a monster.
Chen Dasheng glanced at Xiaodao, "What, do you have any objections?"
Facing Chen Dasheng at this time, even Xiaodao felt a little scared. Xiaodao swallowed, laughed dryly, and said, "How could I have any objection? Killing this scoundrel in the martial arts world is also to eliminate harm for the people, so let him just let him
I died happily, this guy is really cheap."
This is simply brutal killing! Although Xiaodao has seen countless killing methods, he has only seen the method of directly blowing people up with a stick on Chen Dasheng. This kid's brute strength has reached an unparalleled level.
To such an extent, the notorious Dingguang Evil Buddha, who gave everyone in the martial arts a headache, and the Japanese Jonin Kurosawa Haruya, whose strength was comparable to that of a ninth-level martial artist, could not withstand a blow from this kid.
Looking at the pile of bloody things on the ground, Xiao Dao felt a little nauseous. If it were him, if he had been hit by Chen Dasheng, he would probably end up like this.
"What are you looking at? Is there anything good to see!" Chen Dasheng wiped the fairy stick, as if what he just did was such a simple thing. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
