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The poison master suddenly cried out in pain.

The words fell.

The broad palm of the poison master, as black as if it had just been drawn from black ink, slapped the wild monk's chest fiercely.

"Dang~"

The black palm containing the deadly poison instantly melted the clothes of the wild monk, and slapped the chest without any hindrance, but it made a sound like slapping on a big bell.

The poison master suddenly cried out in pain. It was obviously he who launched the attack first, but his hand was inexplicably rebounded, and with a "crack", it was broken!

The wild monk didn't even look at him, but nodded respectfully to Zhou Yun, ignoring the poison master's attack.

The poison master didn't believe it, so he twisted his wrist and reconnected it. Three black poison needles appeared on his hand and stabbed them towards the wild monk's heart.

As a result, there was still a sound of metal clashing, and under his dumbfounded eyes, the three poison needles bent!

He took two steps back, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the wild monk's chest and heart.

The expected black palm print and black spot did not appear, and this result was hard for him to accept.

"No, I must be blind, how could this happen!"

"Even if you practiced the Golden Bell Cover and had strong defense, it is impossible to prevent the poison from penetrating into the skin. My poison is extremely permeable, why are you fine!"

The poison master's eyes were full of disbelief, and his breathing became short. He felt that he had met his natural enemy.

At this time, the wild monk turned around and said with a serious face: "I reiterate that I am not practicing the Golden Bell Cover, but the stronger Golden Body!"

"Of course, your poisons are useless to me. I can freely control the qi in my body. Your poisons just touched my skin and were forced to disperse."

"What other means do you have? Just use them, but I advise you not to use repeated skills, otherwise I will take action!"

......

The poison master still did not listen to the advice, and his palm continued to grab the wild monk's throat like a ghost.

The wild monk impatiently slapped his palm lightly and said, "Don't think I can only defend."

The poison master's palm was slapped and flew out of the body and fell on the sidewalk not far away.

His painful howl and miserable voice resounded throughout the blue mountain.

It hurts so much!

While enduring the severe pain, the poison master circled around the wild monk, anxiously.

At the same time, black poison needles burst out from his sleeves like water from a tap.

The poison needles rained down on the wild monk, making crisp sounds, but they were all bounced off, making it difficult to hurt him at all.

"My six-foot-tall golden body has the ability to dissipate force and rebound." The wild monk explained as he walked towards the poison master.

The poison master had thrown away all the poison needles on his body, but he still couldn't do anything to the wild monk.

He was terrified and ran away like crazy.

He couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat him at all!

But the wild monk was not slow either, he moved like a rabbit, and came to his side in an instant, put his hands together towards his head, and chanted Amitabha.

"Bang~"

The poison master's head exploded on the spot, and he died on the spot. His headless body fell to the ground powerlessly.

Too violent!

This is a bloody art!

Zhou Yun's eyebrows jumped wildly when he saw it.

Is this really a monk?

A bloody monk, right?

The contrast is too strong!

Jing Wan Ning was frightened by the bloody scene after just one look. She ran to the bushes nearby and vomited non-stop. She couldn't stand it at all.

Zhou Yun asked Da Ma with a half-smile, "Are you sure...he is a monk?"

Da Ma said awkwardly, "He was very well-behaved when he was a child, but since his master died, he was forced to go down the mountain and wandered around in society for a few years. Maybe that's why his personality changed."

"I'll let him pay attention, big boss, don't blame him."

Zhou Yun said indifferently, "No, follow his nature."

Da Ma was relieved. He was really afraid that Zhou Yun didn't like the wild monk. After all, he brought people here, so he had to be responsible.

......

The wild monk was shining, also stained with blood, standing with the eldest brother, like two evil ghosts.

Little Tornado couldn't wait any longer.

His legs appeared phantom, and he shouted at the short and thin man: "Little mule, watch out!"

He actually flew into the air, and his right leg swept down like an axe, with unparalleled sharpness.

The short and thin man gritted his teeth and didn't respond at all. He didn't even have the courage to fight, and ran straight into the woods.

He

If you want to escape, you must leave this ghost place and report this important news to the Dragon Palace. Jiangcheng has a great figure!

Zhou Yun's masters are too strong, and more powerful people must be sent!

The short and thin man is good at speed.

When he was in Yuncheng, he blocked Jin Qinghu who was chasing Ran Long without anyone noticing.

He also killed the thugs of the Jin family quietly.

In just a blink of an eye, he left the asphalt road. There was no sound during the action. It was so quiet that even the leaves in the bushes were not disturbed by him.

This is completely against common sense!

Xiao Xuanfeng's axe kick hit the asphalt road heavily, causing a crack of more than three meters long on the road.

If this scene were to be spread out, it would definitely be on the hot search and shock countless people.

But Xiao Xuanfeng was not happy at all. He felt that his performance was messed up. Damn it, this short mule had no backbone at all and ran away directly!

Little Cyclone was so angry that he jumped up and down, and locked his sight on the figure of the dwarf mule. For a martial arts practitioner like him, hearing the sound to identify the position is just the most basic skill.

He rushed into the woods in anger, vowing to chase this guy back.

The dark woods were no longer quiet.

From time to time, the panicked roar of the dwarf mule could be heard.

Everyone looked far away and found that the two of them sometimes fought on the top of the high tree, and then fell into the darkness again.

In just two minutes, the woods returned to peace.

After a while, Little Cyclone had grabbed the dwarf mule's neck, like pinching the neck of a duck, and slowly walked out.

It can be seen that one of the dwarf mule's legs was broken, bent to the back, and lifted together with the neck.

Little Cyclone said angrily: "It's a big loss that I didn't perform in front of the boss. I won't be rejected for the job!!!"

He was extremely anxious and threw the dwarf mule under the street light, begging: "Boss, please find another master, I will perform for you again, give me a chance, boss."

"I am good at leg and foot skills, no worse than them, otherwise, big brother, let's have a fight!"

Little Cyclone was in a hurry and kept signaling to the big brother, asking him to cooperate with him.

Zhou Yun always had a smiling expression and praised: "No need, you can easily capture the dwarf mule alive, which has proved yourself."

"In my heart, you are indeed no worse than them."

Little Cyclone immediately felt relieved and complimented Zhou Yun again and again. He knew that once this sentence came out, he must have been hired!

A monthly salary of 200,000, a bright future, and an exciting life in the underworld, have been laid out for him since then!

Zhou Yun looked at the last junior brother who was standing timidly behind him.

He asked kindly, "Little brother, what are your special abilities?"