surnamed Wang

Chapter 133 The Unexpected Person
At this moment, Wang Quanquan suddenly felt a movement in his arms, and then a porcelain vase rolled out. He subconsciously reached out to catch it, but as if the thing had been expected, it rolled in the air, bypassed Wang Quanquan's palm, and fell directly on the ground. land.

With a crisp sound of "pa", the porcelain bottle actually shattered.

A beetle the size of a copper coin emerged from the debris, shaking its wings, and with the shaking of its wings, a red glow loomed in it.

Seeing this, Wang Gingquan's head grew bigger. The beetle led him here before. He saw that the beetle seemed to be intelligent, so he put it away in a porcelain bottle and studied it carefully later. Unexpectedly, he broke out of the bottle now. Could it be that if you meet the same kind, you will fail if you want to join the enemy?

He may have forgotten that he was the "enemy" in the first place.

The beetle did not directly jump into the crowd of Gu insects opposite as Wang Gangquan expected, but kept flapping its wings and making a "buzzing" sound.

When the insect swarm on the opposite side heard the sound, they stopped moving forward, and instead swayed from side to side.

Seeing this, Wang Pingquan let out a soft "Hey", seeing this posture, the Gu worm was helping him.

Monk Lai Tou, who had no Lai Bao over there, was also dumbfounded, how could there be an Immortal Gu on the opposite side, and he could also order his own Immortal Gu?

Wang Gingquan would not give him so much time to think, taking advantage of the wavering swarm, he directly raised his sword and charged at the old monk, his movement was unimaginably fast.

Seeing the ferocious approach of the monk, the monk must have been thinking of not dying, so he didn't bother to manage the swarm, and met the rushing Wang Quanquan with one hand.

Unexpectedly, Wang Bingquan was just a feint attack, Zhemei flipped a sword flower in his hand, then using the sword as a pole, skillfully picked up a huge boulder beside him, and threw it at the oncoming old monk.

The old monk shouted loudly, turned his palm into a fist, and slammed on the huge boulder. The boulder exploded immediately, flying everywhere, and at the same time, a cloud of smoke and dust was splashed.

"Good boxing!"

I could only hear Wang Gangquan's voice coming from the smoke and dust, and then under the cover of the smoke and dust, a little cold light stabbed at the old monk's neck. Continue to fight head-to-head with fists and swords.

When the fist collided with the sword, his face changed drastically. This strength is wrong!

Of course not, Wang Bingquan's sword was thrown.He himself had reached the top of the old monk's head at this time, and stepped heavily from top to bottom.

Unprepared, the old monk was directly stepped on the top of his head by this foot. The force was so strong that he couldn't stand still. He knelt down on the ground with his knees heavily, and two holes were smashed into the ground instantly. Blood soon flowed out through the monk's trousers.

Wang Gangquan turned over in a kiln in the air...it was a kite that turned over and landed on the ground smoothly, then picked up the sword that fell on the ground, and pressed it against the monk's neck.

"Master, do you think we are destined or not?"

The monk was subdued by the opponent, but he didn't panic at all. Seeing this, Wang Gangquan felt a faint feeling of unhappiness emerge from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling has no roots and no destiny, just like when the emperor wanted to cheat his Liulichang, it seemed that the dust had settled, but in fact he had fallen into the opponent's trap.

Wang Gangquan took a step back, but unfortunately he was still a step behind.

The monk opened his mouth, and then spat out with all his strength. Immediately, a bright red bead came towards Wang Quanquan at a very fast speed. This bead was exactly the one that the monk had worn around his neck.

The bead trembled suddenly in mid-air, and then it opened completely.

At this time, I looked again, what kind of bead is this, it is clearly a bright red Gu worm.

This Gu worm was extremely fast, Wang Gingquan retreated with all his strength, but he could only watch helplessly as the worm got closer and closer to him. Even though he swung his sword and slashed, the worm could always dodge it easily. Submerged into Wang Gangquan's chest.

With a sound of "bang dang", Wang Gingquan fell to the ground, and the Zhemei came out of his hand. At this moment, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if something was burrowing into it.

The monk who was kneeling on the ground stood up at this time, and he walked up to Wang Quanquan step by step, chanted the Buddha's name, and said:

"This Gu is the King Gu. Once it enters the body, even the Daluo Jinxian will not be able to save you. The poor monk will chant sutras for you."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the others, ignoring Wang Quanquan who fell to the ground due to pain.

The expressions of the other people were different at this time. Seeing Wang Gangquan fell to the ground, Yan Rongrong rushed over to check his injuries regardless of others.

Zhong Li saw that the most capable fighters had given up their food, and they were in a state of giving up resistance. Only Nie Yingxue, only her expression was still persistent.

This girl has had nothing to hold her back since the death of her master.

Nie Yingxue bent down to pick up Zhemei, stroked the blade gently, and said calmly:

"I have a sword named Zangzhuo. Master told me that it is the most powerful move in the world. I want to verify it."

As she said that, Nie Yingxue looked up at the monk, her eyes were full of peace.

She slowly raised Zhemei, but she was holding the sword in her backhand, and in the end she held it high above her head in an extremely weird posture.

The old monk watched all this silently the whole time. To him, the other party was no different from an ant.

"Zangzhuo!" Nie Yingxue said softly.

At this time, Zhemei flashed a cold light, just like the night when the sky was full of snow, she rushed straight to the monk standing opposite.

The monk stretched out his hand, trying to push away the seemingly weak sword, but the sword disappeared in front of his eyes in the next moment.

The monk frowned, and the true energy of the protective body was released. Although he couldn't use the Golden Bell Shield, he could still block this innocuous blow.

Is it really irrelevant?

He first felt a coolness coming from his back, and then, the sharp blade pierced the skin mercilessly.

But, that's all.

Zhemei, who lost her sword tip, could hardly move forward at this moment.

"You are really proud of being able to pierce my protective qi."

After the monk finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to end the woman in front of him.

Nie Yingxue's face was ashen, and she closed her eyes, but the expected fatal blow never came.

She opened her eyes, only to see Monk Laitou opening his mouth wide in astonishment, holding his hands in mid-air, unable to drop them no matter what.

Because Zhemei stuck in his back received an external force at this moment. Although this external force was not huge, it made the sharp blade that had stopped moving forward ten inches abruptly.

And these ten inches are enough to pierce the body of an unsuspecting monk.

The old monk turned his head in surprise, and saw a thin and thin figure holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands. This person was the thin monkey who should have been watching from a distance.

The monk's eyes were red, the sword stabbed suddenly, so suddenly that he didn't have time to feel the pain, he only felt angry, angry that he was injured by an ant.

(End of this chapter)