You have become an immortal, you tell me that you are a villain?

Chapter 21 Hooded Monk
However, there are so many vital points in the human body that should not be stabbed, but the throat must be stabbed.

It seems that Di Tianxue's mind is not mature enough, and the position of her throat alone is enough to make him doubt her origin.

It is best to be mentally immature. If this Di Tianxue is really a calculating old man, then he may be really troublesome to deal with.

Although he is smart enough, his experience is still lacking.

When Di Tianxue saw Fang Han flying down from a high altitude, he knew in his heart that he had lost his sense. He quickly raised his hands and saluted, "I have lost my sense in my action. I hope you won't blame me."

Fang Han smiled and said: "Didn't you stop controlling the talisman puppet? I would like to thank you for your mercy."

"Master is joking. I'm just taking advantage of this. In terms of cultivation, I am definitely not as good as Senior Brother Haoxuan."

"Have you changed your name to Master before you even started? Well, since no one has passed the level, there is no need to compete in the third level. Girl, what is your name?"

Hearing this question, Di Tianxue smiled particularly pleasantly. She respectfully raised her hands and said, "Back to the leader, my name is Di Tianxue."

Fang Han held a folding fan and raised her chin to look at her: "Di Tianxue, right? She looks pretty, that's all. From now on, you will pass it on to me personally."

"Wait!" At this time, there was a sudden voice of opposition in the martial arts arena.

The hooded monk from before jumped onto the ring and did not raise his hands in salute. Instead, he stood blankly and said, "I haven't fought yet."

Ok?
The two of them tilted their heads and looked at the monk at the same time.

This person was already thin and had no sense of presence, so it was easy for people to ignore him. In addition, today's "right master" had already finished his "performance", so Fang Han subconsciously ignored this monk.

Now that he turned his attention to this "little one" again, Fang Han actually felt that this person's aura was a little unstable.

Fang Han's original intention of recruiting disciples was to throw out bait and wait for Ye Tian to bite him, but he didn't expect that the person who fell into the trap was his little girlfriend. Di Tianxue could barely be regarded as the "rightful master". In this case, what about the others? It became a dispensable addition.

Even if this person is really a capable practitioner, he is not among his disciples. After all, the only people he wants are the "protagonist" and the "son of the plane."

Fang Han said without interest: "In that case, let's have a fight. Ruxue, you and I will go to the shade to watch the fight together."

After saying that, Fang Han gave up the place.

Su Lu still held the short knife in his hand.

Different from the previous scenes, after seeing the hooded monk, his eyes suddenly became particularly solemn.

There are more or less places where monks of the same type can perceive each other.

Su Lu vaguely felt that this person was a monk who was skilled in space magic and spiritual power just like him.

Su Lu was not in a hurry to take action. He had always been good at hitting backhands.

The hooded female cultivator seemed to have the same idea as Su Lu. Su Lu stood still and she seemed to be waiting for the other party to take action.

"Junior Brother Su, why don't you move?" At this time, Ning Xinyue, who was standing in the shade, asked, "Isn't Junior Brother Su a True Immortal of Six Tribulations? Why do you feel a little afraid of this realm of heavenly power?"

Fang Han smiled and said: "The two of them have the same cultivation level now. Su Lu can't take much advantage. Unlike Haoxuan, Xiaolu'er doesn't have ancient bloodline or natural talent. He is just an ordinary Six Tribulations True Immortal. "Eh? Doesn't Junior Brother Su have a very powerful talent? Then where did the previous mental power and space magic come from?"

Fang Han said: "Of course, I learned it step by step. Xiaolu likes to hang out with some of the three religions and nine streams. Because he often gets into trouble outside, he has developed unpredictable spatial steps, and his extraordinary mental power has been the result of his cultivation. The main direction of attack is that if you continue to forge your spirit for hundreds of years, you can reach the level of using the spiritual field to interfere with many people at the same time."

"I see." Ning Xinyue said: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Su is actually a hard-working monk. If this is the case, then Junior Brother Su will not lose easily, right?"

"Hmph." A trace of displeasure flashed between Fang Han's brows: "Xiaolu'er hangs out all year round and has an unstable temperament. If he is as stable as Haoxuan, even if this hooded monk has any unusual means, he can be guaranteed to be his master. Xiaoluer has a [-]% chance of winning, but now, let’s split it half and half.”

"Half and half?" The second elder was a little surprised after hearing this: "Why did the leader say this? Even if Su Lu lost some stability, he wouldn't be half and half with a Tianquan realm, right? Is it possible for this person? Is there any mystery hidden in him?"

As soon as the second elder finished speaking, Su Lu, who was in the martial arts arena, took the lead.

He was somewhat impatient to wait. A cultivator in the Tianquan Realm didn't even make a move after confronting him for a long time. He was somewhat pretending to be mysterious in front of his seniors. Today, he wanted to see what this guy who didn't dare to show his true colors was capable of. !
The short knife in his hand pierced the little monk's forehead.

Su Lu originally thought that the opponent would dodge or block, or even if it didn't work, he would probably use a defensive weapon to save his life, but who knew that the opponent still stood in the same place without moving even an inch.

what's the situation?
This person is stupid?

When the short knife was about to hit the opponent's forehead, Su Lu quickly stopped his hand. After all, it was just an entry test, and he didn't want to hurt anyone.

"Did you do it on purpose? If I had stabbed you with the knife just now, I'm afraid you would have seen your own brain." Su Lu looked slightly angry.

The hooded monk's lips moved, and an inaudible voice came out of his mouth: "If the knife stabbed you just now, you will die!"

?

Am I going to die? !

These words really made Su Lu laugh. He was just a Dacheng realm monk, but he dared to speak such wild words.

Su Lu was not careless. Maybe the other person's words just wanted to arouse his anger. If he was really angry, he would be playing into the opponent's hands.

Angry monks are always easier to deal with than calm ones.

Su Lu was afraid that the other party was cheating, so he no longer stepped forward with the knife. Instead, he controlled his spiritual thoughts and took out more short knives from the space ring.

He controlled the daggers with his spiritual thoughts and quickly flew to the side of the hooded monk. There were nineteen daggers in total, blocking all the escape routes in front and behind him.

It may be dangerous to approach with a knife. If so, don't approach!
Su Luwei hesitated again.

Nineteen spiritual thoughts suddenly concentrated, and nineteen daggers shot at the hooded monk at the same time.

"——Tsk~!" The short knife pierced the flesh and blood, and everyone present heard the clear sound. But when the short knife sank into the hooded monk's body, Su Lu felt a chill wrapping around his body for no apparent reason.

"——Chi~!" After a breath, nineteen hollow blades sank into Su Lu's body in the void.

The hooded monk knelt on one knee, blood slowly flowing out. Su Lu was in the same state at the moment, with nineteen blood holes on his body, exactly the same as those on the hooded monk.

(End of this chapter)