urban titan

"Good monk, brother monkey, kill him, kill him!" Hearing this, Xiaodao pointed at old monk Dingguang directly, looking extremely annoying.

"That's exactly what I mean." Chen Dasheng's mouth curved slightly, he turned to the old monk Dingguang and said, "Bulk, your sound wave skill is so powerful, and your head is so bright, do you dare to let me hit you with a stick?"

"Okay, benefactor, please!" Old monk Dingguang replied directly to Chen Dasheng without any hesitation.

It's too hasty to agree so easily, isn't it?Could it be that he really only regards himself as an ordinary fifth-level martial artist?Hearing this, Chen Dasheng couldn't help being astonished. At this moment, he seemed to see a head that exploded like a watermelon.

"Boy, don't be careless. This old thief is bald and cunning. He probably wants to lure you over to stalk you. Don't talk nonsense with him, just beat him to death with a stick. When dealing with this kind of martial arts scum, you must not have compassion." Chen Dasheng reminded.

"Since that's the case, why don't you straighten your neck?" Hearing Xiaodao's words, Chen Dasheng nodded, and walked towards Monk Dingguang with the stick.

Seeing Chen Dasheng approaching, Monk Dingguang's sinister smile flashed across his face, he closed his eyes, picked up the wooden fish in his hand, and knocked on it.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The wooden fish's voice wasn't too loud, but it seemed to have some kind of magical power. As soon as Chen Dasheng took a few steps closer, he felt his head a little heavy. The sound seemed to hit Chen Dasheng's heart, as if a boring song It was a boring lullaby, and 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 ghost of the wooden fish in the hands of Monk Dingguang, he immediately regained his composure, picked up the big fairy stick, and walked towards Monk Dingguang in stride.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

As the distance from Monk Dingguang got closer, the wooden fish in Monk Dingguang's hands became more and more urgent, and the sound became louder and louder in Chen Dasheng's ears, as well as the buzzing sound of the old monk chanting sutras, Chen Dasheng I just feel like there are tens of thousands of flies flying around my ears to disturb me, my head becomes heavier and heavier, my whole body feels inexplicably sleepy, and I have an urge to sleep on the spot, and that urge is getting stronger and stronger.

Chen Dasheng could feel Xiaodao and Duoji shouting loudly beside him, but they were so far away, as if they were in another world. At this moment, Chen Dasheng was less than two meters away from Monk Dingguang. Monk Dingguang's shiny head was smashed into pulp, but Chen Dasheng felt that the big fairy stick in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't lift it, and even his original intention for coming here was a little unclear up.

Seeing Chen Dasheng's dazed appearance, it was obvious that he had been hit. Xiaodao and Duoji were anxiously calling out to the side, trying to wake up Chen Dasheng from his confusion. The old Lama Duoji even wanted to use the Buddhist lion's roar for a while, but he was seriously injured and could not Unable to display it, I can only watch from a distance, in vain.

In the current situation, if they pass by, they will also be bewitched and hypnotized by Dingguang's sound wave skills. The only thing they can do is to wake up Chen Dasheng, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. , there is no response at all.

"Hehe, go to hell!"

Seeing that Chen Dasheng had been hypnotized, Monk Dingguang smiled ferociously, the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly, and the pointed wooden fish mallet in his hand was directly thrust towards Chen Dasheng's heart, the method was so ruthless that he wanted to kill Chen Dasheng with one move last name.

"puff!"

"Huh? Kid (Benefactor Chen)?"

There was a muffled sound, and the wooden fish mallet stabbed firmly on Chen Dasheng's chest. Xiaodao and Duoji both exclaimed. At this moment, Chen Dasheng turned his back to them, and they couldn't see whether Chen Dasheng had been successfully attacked. , but they didn't see Chen Dasheng's resistance just now, and their hearts were already cold.

"Huh? How is it possible?"

The old monk Dingguang exclaimed, the wooden fish mallet in his hand had indeed hit Chen Dasheng, but the mallet couldn't get in, but was blocked by the white robe on Chen Dasheng's body. Chen Dasheng's clothes were not even pierce, and old monk Dingguang's surprised face still showed a hint of disbelief.

"Old bald donkey, do you know that you stabbed me very painful?"

The sound of the wooden fish disappeared, and the powerful impact from the wooden fish hammer finally woke up the lost Chen Dasheng. Looking at the wooden fish hammer on his heart, the expression on Chen Dasheng's face was extremely ugly. Wearing a white cloud fairy robe to protect him, he might have been pierced with a transparent hole at this time.

Seeing that Chen Dasheng was awake, the old monk Dingguang immediately recovered from the shock. He didn't panic much. He dropped the wooden fish and slapped his left palm on the stone under his seat. Throw it directly at Chen Dasheng's chest.

Chen Dasheng just frowned, brewing the anger in his chest, he didn't dodge or avoid the flying wooden fish mallet, and let it hit him.

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With a muffled sound, the wooden fish mallet was made of wood after all, so it couldn't be compared with Baiyun Xianyi. The violent collision caused it to explode directly, turning into pieces of sawdust and falling to the ground, while Chen Dasheng was still not damaged at all.

Seeing such a situation, the old monk Dingguang shrank his pupils immediately, and vaguely guessed in his heart that the robe on Chen Dasheng's body was extraordinary. He turned around immediately in mid-air, and slapped Chen Dasheng directly on the forehead. Covered by the robe, come to think of it, this palm is enough to slap this little guy who is only a fifth-level martial artist to death, right?

"Old bald donkey, you managed to make me angry, die to me!" Chen Dasheng put on a grim face, facing the old monk Dingguang who was slapped with his palm, he directly took a flower stick and slapped him with the stick.

This stick, Chen Dasheng came out with hatred, and he used all his strength, the strength of his body, the gravity of the stick, and the support of his inner strength, the strength of this stick should have reached an astonishing ten sects, that is, the power of a saint .

"Oh!"

A blood bomb 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 and whitish monk's robe on his body, without any protection at all. How could his body alone be able to withstand such a powerful force?The body was exploded in an instant, and the blood covered the stump, like a heavy rain, sprinkled everywhere.

Intestines, viscera, blood, residual limbs, and some yellow-orange filth, steaming hot, exuding a strong stench, Chen Dasheng put away his long stick, looked at the pool of old monks in front of him, and said coldly, " Hmph, the reincarnation curse? Is it for yourself? If you dare to act in front of me, you won’t even know how to die.”

"Fuck, boy, you are so cruel!" Xiaodao opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to walk towards Chen Dasheng. The scene where Chen Dasheng beat old monk Dingguang to death with a stick just now shocked him once again. Once again Chen Dasheng was defined as a monster.

Chen Dasheng glanced at Xiao Dao, "Why, do you have an opinion?"

Facing Chen Dasheng at this time, even Xiaodao felt a little trembling in his heart. Xiaodao swallowed, laughed dryly, and said, "How could I have any objections? Killing this kind of martial arts scum is also killing harm for the people. Just let him like this Die happily, it's really cheap for this guy."

This is simply torture!Rao Xiaodao has seen countless killing methods, but the method of directly blowing people up with a stick, he really only saw it on Chen Dasheng. The Dingguang Evil Buddha, who caused headaches for everyone in the martial arts, and the Nippon Jonin Kurosawa Osamu, whose strength is comparable to a ninth-level martial artist, couldn't resist this kid's stick.

Looking at the pile of bloody things on the ground, Xiaodao felt a little sick to his stomach. If it was him, if it was Chen Dasheng, he would probably end up in the same way.

"What are you looking at? What's so interesting!" Chen Dasheng wiped the big fairy stick, as if what he did just now was such a simple thing. (To be continued.)