Chapter 107 The Unreasonable Monk
The tip of Qiu Chan's sword deflected, and the monk was struck in the air with his palm. Both of them looked shocked at the same time.
Qiu Chan raised an eyebrow and glared: "Fu, what are you doing!"
Monk: "Who are you?!"
But no matter what, right now Now that the weapon has been discovered, it is naturally impossible to stop.
Qiu Chan jumped up from the ground, using her agile footwork, she flashed behind the monk like a ghost, flicked her soft sword, and hit him on the back of the head with another sword.
The monk did not dare to neglect, he turned around and struck out with a palm. The wind of his palm was as real as the flesh. Before the physical palm could reach, the strong wind came first, chopping the soft sword with force until it buzzed and tilted to one side.
One palm followed by another. Qiu Chan gritted her teeth and retreated quickly, but the wind of the palm was extremely fierce, and in the blink of an eye, a piece of cloth was blown off her shoulders.
Outside the gate, Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and glared angrily: "Old man, you have to be responsible for what you say! What's going on!"
"Why do you blame me? It's really not him."
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The smoker felt aggrieved: "This monk is not the one who killed people in the casino as I felt in the early morning."
Fu Qingzhou was furious and pointed at the monk in front of him who forced Qiu Chan to retreat step by step: " Isn’t he exactly the same as the monk you remembered from Xiaoling before?”
“Yes? But it’s really not him?” Smoker was obviously confused: “Why did I lie to you?”
At this moment, Qiu Chan heard a muffled groan.
That was when she was forced into a corner by the monk. The palm technique was like a huge wave, with no way to avoid it. She had no choice but to breathe into the sword, make the soft sword straight and solid, and forcefully block it.
It's a pity that there is a clear gap between realms. Although she blocked the palm with her sword, she hit the wall hard and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, Fu Qingzhou quickly drew his bow and pulled the string, and fired three arrows in succession.
The monk was about to raise his palm to strike Qiu Chan to death when he suddenly heard a strong wind blowing beside his ears. Looking sideways, he saw three black arrows coming through the air with an astonishing force.
He had no choice but to turn back and respond. He raised the sleeve of his cassock with his left hand, and a whirlwind roared for a moment, deflecting the flying arrows.
But how could Fu Qingzhou give him a chance to get close to Qiu Chan again? He strummed his bow string like a piano, shooting arrow after arrow, forcing the monk to retreat and block for a while.
"Who are you!"
The monk was furious: "Could it be that Fa Zheng came to kill me?!"
Fa Zheng? !
Hearing this name, Fu Qingzhou's pupils condensed, and he drew an arrow from his quiver: "Do you recognize Fazheng?"
On the other side, Qiu Chan wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when the monk was forced to retreat. He raised his sword again and paused for a moment. Recalling Fu Qingzhou's behavior of blocking his sword just now, he stopped in place in confusion.
"You are really here for Fazheng!"
Who would have thought that when the monk heard that Fu Qingzhou knew about Fazheng, he was instantly furious, and the power around him exploded, and he blasted forward with a palm from a distance!
The force of this palm was much greater than before. The strong wind instantly shook away the oncoming arrows, and shot Fu Qingzhou from a distance of several feet!
Fortunately, this distance was still enough to react. Fu Qingzhou used the Yi Ran Jue to resist. Although his chest felt like a heavy hammer and he stepped back, he was not seriously injured.
He wanted to open his mouth to explain, but when he opened his mouth, he could only cough violently and could not say a word.
Fortunately, Qiu Chan on the other side also tasted the taste. Seeing that the monk was about to attack her with his palm raised, he quickly tapped his toes and retreated towards the temple gate, shouting: "We are here to kill Fa Zheng." , I’m not looking for you!”
Unexpectedly, the monk didn’t listen at all and sneered: “You want to get away if you can’t defeat me?”
After saying that, he had bull’s eyes. With a huge glare, he jumped up from the ground and hit the two people outside the temple door like a cannonball.
Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan had no choice but to fight with him. However, this monk clearly had the strength of the Sixth Level. His palm skills were extremely exquisite and his palm power could crack monuments and rocks. The two of them fought extremely hard. Not only did they fail The monks were injured, and some of their skin and flesh were even blown away by the wind from their palms.
Qiu Chan managed to dodge relying on her light footwork, and shouted helplessly: "What's going on with Fu!"
Fu Qingzhou was also very broken. He relied on his big bow to parry, and the tiger's jaws were cracked and bleeding: "This monk is not unreasonable at all. I can only subdue him first and then ask him clearly!"
"After all, he knows it. The law is correct!"
Qiu Chan gritted her teeth and said: "But now..."
In the middle of her words, the monk accidentally caught her wrist and threw her up high. She was thrown to the ground, but thanks to her extreme calmness, she cut the monk's finger with the sword just before landing, forcing him to let go of his hand. She was able to use her strength to roll to the side with a slap on the ground, so that she would not be thrown to pieces.
"...Can't beat him!" She shouted out the rest of the sentence. At this time, Fu Qingzhou blocked another palm with his big bow. The big bow buzzed from the shock. He was also hit and staggered back a few steps. He couldn't even draw an arrow in time before a new palm came.
He gritted his teeth: "Help me block him for a moment!"
Qiu Chan got up from the ground, brandished his sword and came again: "How long?"
"Three arrows! "Fu Qingzhou said solemnly: "I only want three arrows!"
Qiu Chan did not speak, but silently took out a pill from her arms and quickly swallowed it.
The next moment, the raindrops falling around her suddenly turned into white mist.
That was not the white mist of Lingxu, but her Zixiao Nine Yin Skill suddenly increased a lot. The rainwater touched her cold and frosty body, and quickly condensed into small water droplets on its surface, forming a fog.
She held out the sword, and the sword was filled with cold energy, and she stabbed the monk!
The monk was startled and slapped the sword with his backhand. However, although he missed the soft sword, there was a chill in his hand.
“Hmph!”
He snorted coldly and raised his palm again regardless of the cold air: "You want to hold me back like this?! What a beautiful idea!"
He kicked Fu Qingzhou away from his side and fought with Qiu Chan. .
It can be seen that the monk wants a quick victory.
But Zixiao Jiuyin Gong is the supreme magical power of Ziqi Xianfengguan. The cold air is not as simple as frost on the skin and flesh. It can penetrate into the bone marrow and corrode the internal organs. If the skill is greatly different, it can even kill people. Frozen into ice sculptures.
After only three or two rounds of fighting, you can clearly feel that Qiu Chan is different from before. No matter what she did before, she could only injure the monk with the power of the magic weapon at most, but now her skill has greatly increased. , but it can really hurt people with cold air, and the monk's speed slowed down visibly.
But Fu Qingzhou knew that this would not last long.
He has seen similar records of elixirs in the collection of Wuwei Guan. This kind of elixir has overbearing and ferocious power. Most of its duration is very short, and it will damage the foundation of the person who takes the medicine. Even if the Purple Air Immortal Wind Guanli can Refining a pill with minimal side effects will not last long.
He didn't have the time to dawdle, and he didn't intend to.
After being kicked away, Fu Qingzhou immediately rolled on the spot to remove the huge force, then spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and drew an arrow from the quiver with his backhand.
That iron arrow is slightly different from other iron arrows. There is a circle of yellow talismans wrapped around the arrow, and the talisman paper is filled with red characters!
Previously in Nushi Town, Fu Qingzhou saw Qiu Chan using a talisman, and he had a clear understanding. Afterwards, he prepared a lot of arrows wrapped with yellow talismans as a hidden killing move.
With a sound, the iron arrow left the string.
The monk who was fighting fiercely with Qiu Chan had no time to chop the arrow with the wind of his palm, but he still reacted quickly enough and grabbed the arrow that was shot at him with his backhand.
"Huh, old..."
Halfway through his words, his expression suddenly changed!
That arrow exploded.
There was no fire or smoke, just a force that suddenly exploded in his palm. Countless iron shards scattered in the crisp explosion, not only pricking his hand to a bloody pulp, but even injuring his face. Countless blood stains were scratched out!
The monk was caught off guard and screamed in pain. At the same time, Qiu Chan's cold sword was also handed to him.
But he is really a ruthless person. Even in this situation, he still reacted very quickly. While turning his head to avoid the sword, he raised his foot and kicked Qiu Chan in the chest, kicking her away hard!
Qiu Chan flew out and hit the temple door. She frowned and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood fell to the ground and quickly solidified into ice.
She wanted to get up again, but found that her whole body could no longer move - the short-term effect of the medicine was over.
At this time Fu Qingzhou's second arrow also arrived.
The monk dared to catch Fu Qingzhou with his hands. He sidestepped and rushed towards Fu Qingzhou.
But just when he thought he had avoided the arrow, a huge explosion sounded behind him again, and countless small cracks in the air came from behind. The monk dared not ignore it, so he had to turn around and wave Xiu Wufeng tried his best to scatter the countless fragments that were shot at him.
By the time he finished all this, Fu Qingzhou's voice came from less than two steps behind him.
"This arrow is pointing at the back of your head."
He panted tiredly and said slowly: "If you move it again, the iron arrow will penetrate your head. It will not only kill you, but also blow up your head." Become a bean curd”
(End of this chapter)