Sword Stirs the World/C26 Evil Monk of Bloodbath
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C26 Evil Monk of Bloodbath

"This girl may be young and her cultivation is low, but her palm techniques are rather well-rounded and somewhat chomping!" The great evil monk muttered to himself as he stared unblinkingly at the battle between the two men in the middle of the street.

The other two monks knew that their boss was a martial arts fanatic, so they could only respond with a few sentences as if they were hungry for new martial arts moves and did not take it seriously.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Xin'er had already exchanged more than ten blows with the lecherous monk. She had completed the entire set of Falling Shadow Sword Palm without even touching a corner of his clothes.

The girl could not help but feel slightly discouraged, but she did not dare to relax. She could only clench her teeth and persevere. She clearly knew that the other party's strength was above hers, and she hoped that a miracle would happen.

"Hey!" Stinking bald donkey, shameless! Chased down the street by a girl! Don't you feel ashamed? "

"You look stupid and stupid, yet you still want to be like other people picking up girls! You should go back and wash your face, then look in the mirror. You should go to the pigsty and find a female pig to breed with! "

"Wah!" Look! He ran until his pants fell off and his butt was exposed! It's so bright that it blinded us! "

On the long street, Shen Jianxin's shouts could be heard.

This kid's voice was loud, precise, perfectly worded, and had a long tail. It was almost as good as someone criticizing someone under the bridge.

The chain of curses caused Hua Ba to lose his composure.

Although this Fourth Brother Barbarian Flower Monk's appearance was average, he was actually very narcissistic and cared very much about his appearance. If not for his brothers' infamous Four Tyrants Monk, he would have long since taken off his monastic robe and stored up his hair.

The noise of the young man's words continuously entered his ears. The Flower Monk was anxious and angry, and had almost been caught up by Feng Xin'er several times. He was angry to the point of screaming, but he could not bring himself to attack Feng Xin'er.

"Fourth Bro, don't worry!" He's trying to mess with your mind! " The big boss was evil monk shouted.

"I'll deal with this kid first!" Hua Ba's heart was filled with anxiety as he said angrily.

Before she finished speaking, Hua Ba pushed off with his foot and his body flew past 30 to 40 feet, appearing in front of Shen Jianxin in a flash.

Feng Xin'er turned pale with fright. With the opponent's acceleration, she realized that her movement technique was too far behind this monk.

Before Feng Xin'er could react, Hua Ba had already gently extended his hand and grabbed Shen Jianxin's neck, and forcefully lifted him up.

Even though Shen Jianxin was being held by the throat, his heart was clear and bright. Not only was there not even the slightest hint of fear in his eyes, they were getting brighter and brighter.

Monk Hua Ba's eyes met with the youth's, but his heart skipped a beat. He was actually at a loss.

"This young man is clearly a weak chicken that doesn't know martial arts, why?" Why is he so calm? "

Just as he was in a daze, Hua Ba suddenly felt a chill in his chest. Following that, he felt as if all the energy in his body had been released by a river. Following that coldness, it all leaked out.

At this time, Feng Xin'er also caught up. Seeing the monk grab her cousin's neck, she was scared out of her wits. Without thinking too much, she slammed her palm onto the monk's thick back.

Bang! Monk Hua Ba was sent flying by this palm strike, causing Shen Jianxin to tumble down. The two of them twisted together, and actually rolled over 20 feet away.

Seeing that his fourth brother had been knocked to the ground, the other three monks suddenly raised their heads. The playfulness in their eyes had been replaced with astonishment.

Feng Xin'er also did not expect herself to be able to send this monk flying with a single palm.

Just then, Shen Jianxin crawled up from the ground and shouted, "Haha! The evil monk had already been executed! Cousin sister, your Pig Slaughtering Technique has finally been mastered! "

"Pig Slaughtering Technique?" The Evil Sword Monk was shocked, and frowned.

The three monk's eyesight were not weak as they could tell that Shen Jianxin was just an ordinary youth without any martial arts skills. Naturally, they did not suspect him and three pairs of eyes stared fixedly at Feng Xin'er.

"Fourth Bro!" Get up! " The third brother roared.

Fourth Brother, the Barbarian Monk Hua, who was lying on the ground, did not move at all. There was not a single breath left. Beneath him, a large amount of blood could be faintly seen, dying the street in a bright red color.

The three monks felt their scalps explode at the same time. Never in their wildest dreams did they think that Fourth Bro would die in the hands of that little girl. Furthermore, he died so noiselessly. It was truly bizarre to the extreme.

"Give me your life!" The third brother was furious and leapt out.

"Third Bro, calm down!" The big boss evil monk roared.

Monk Kuang Ba was simply unable to calm down, and it was even more impossible for his fiery personality to calm down at a time like this.

With the help of his anger, the monk's aura increased again and again, reaching the limit of the Bone Refining martial artist's combat strength.

Within a few short steps, his body suddenly grew by half a foot and his muscles expanded. He was like a demon god of the sky, rushing over with a violent and ferocious intimidating aura.

In front of such a mad man, those who were timid might not even be able to stand straight, let alone be his enemy.

Feng Xin'er's expression changed greatly. She had grown up in the Peach Blossom Market. When had she ever seen such a ferocious person? She only felt that even if this person stood there and let her hit him, he might not necessarily be able to harm her.

With his courage taken away, he would be defeated without fighting! Feng Xin'er was dumbstruck and stood dumbstruck on the spot.

On the other side, the tyrannical monk took a few large steps and revealed his vicious appearance. He suddenly exerted strength and jumped high into the air. He was like a hawk fighting a rabbit, and his killing intent was unparalleled.

In that moment of life and death, Shen Jianxin just happened to run in front of his cousin.

"Throw me!" Shen Jianxin roared.

Feng Xin'er was startled at first, but then subconsciously, she lifted Shen Jianxin's belt and threw him into the air.

Shen Jianxin knew that other than the sharpness of his sword arms, his speed and strength were only at the level of an ordinary person's. That was why he had thought of this strange method, using Feng Xin'er's armor-piercing power to throw him out like a human-shaped weapon.

It was too late. It was too soon! Shen Jianxin was thrown into the air by his cousin, meeting the monk that was pouncing towards him.

The youth in the air was dancing with joy and screaming. He was clearly not using any martial arts or techniques, but he was unerringly blocking the path of the monk, becoming the first obstacle that the monk had to clear.

Without even thinking about it, the monk grabbed onto Shen Jianxin's shoulder and started circulating his Qi. He wanted to tear the young lad into two, to increase the threat of his own attack.

Unexpectedly, just as his hands were about to land on the other party's shoulders, Shen Jianxin raised his arms and cut them off.

Monk Kuang Ba's eyes widened as he saw the edge of the other party's palm slide from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then down his throat before entering his chest and lower abdomen.

An indescribably cold feeling came from head to toe, causing Kuang Ba to feel a chill run through his entire body. He was extremely shocked.

The two people in the air separated at once and crashed onto the ground.

However, Shen Jianxin managed to land on the ground, while the monk staggered two steps before crashing to the ground.

It could only be said that the monk, Kuang Ba, had died an unjust death!

If he had not underestimated his opponent, he would not have easily exposed his weakness and exposed himself in front of Shen Jianxin. If not for Shen Jianxin's sharp sword arm, which was unparalleled, he would not have been cut into two, dying a horrible death.

Unfortunately, there weren't that many 'ifs' in this world. When experts fought, they placed their bets on the winner, the king, and the loser.

Shen Jianxin had just landed on the ground, when he felt a piercing pain from the spot where his shoulder was grabbed by the monk, it was so painful that he almost let out a miserable groan.

"Cousin sister, is this move of mine not bad at all? Let alone these third-rate characters, even those of the Tyrant body realm can be easily killed! " Shen Jianxin purposely shouted loudly.

Feng Xin'er nodded her head in agreement. She already knew that these monks were not to be trifled with. Since she could not beat them head on, she could only rely on Shen Jianxin to continue fooling them.

"Ignore defense? "There is actually such a miraculous martial art in this world?" The Great Demonic Monk's face was filled with shock, but he couldn't understand what was going on. He only felt that he was ignorant and ignorant to the fact that he didn't know such a powerful cultivation technique.

At this point, the Second Brother, the Poison Monk, said sharply, "Boss, don't be fooled by him! How could there be a skill that could ignore all defenses? He was clearly pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger! This person's cultivation is higher than ours, and he purposefully pretended that he does not know any martial arts! "

"Otherwise, how could he so easily kill the third and fourth brothers? And each of them only used one move! Furthermore, if it was a youth who did not know martial arts, how could he be so calm and collected in front of the four of us? "

After being reminded by the second brother, the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed to be. Thus, he steeled his heart and angrily retorted: "We must avenge our brother's death! Let's fight it out with him! Second Brother, help me take out my Tyrant's Blade! "

"Big brother! Are we really going to use it? " The Second Brother, the Poison Tyrant, revealed a panicked expression as he asked with a deep voice.

The big brother the evil monk said miserably: "Four brothers, like brothers! Kill my brother, cut off my limbs, and I will not forgive him! "

With that, the Evil Monk turned around with his back facing Poison Monk.

The Poison Monk clenched his teeth and poured the various medicines on the monk's back.

Immediately after, the Evil Monk held the blade's hilt in his hand and slowly pulled upwards.

Beneath his wide monastic robe was a simple-looking broadsword with a wide blade.

The blade was about four feet long, about a finger and a half wide, and pitch black.

As the evil monk slowly pulled the blade out, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he had a sinister expression on his face. It was as if he was suffering from extreme pain.

The blade was actually attached to his back, the flesh and blood of the evil monk were intertwined, with every inch of the blade, the flesh and blood on his back split apart, and by the time the strange blade was completely pulled out, the evil monk's back was already a mess of flesh and blood.

Fortunately, the Poison Monk kept using drugs to stop the bleeding, otherwise, just drawing out the saber might be enough to take the Evil Monk's life.

Shen Jianxin and Feng Xin'er looked at each other in dismay. They had grown up in Peach Blossom Dock, and had never seen such a blade raising skill with flesh and blood as its sheath.

The Evil Tyrant Monk held a bloody Tyrant Blade in his hand and suddenly let out a world-shaking roar.

In the midst of the fierce roar, the imposing aura of the Evil Monk kept increasing, his Qi also became stronger and stronger, the Evil Qi became stronger and stronger, reaching into the clouds, this man and this blade, gave off a sense of pressure, making people feel despair.

Feng Xin'er finally revealed a look of fear, because she did not believe that she and Jianxin biao-ge would be able to defeat this kind of monster! It was too terrifying.

Shen Jianxin did not move an inch. Honestly speaking, under this terrifying pressure, his calves and stomach were still trembling. However, he was still holding on firmly.

This was because he was very clear that as long as he retreated, his cousin would be attacked, she would be injured, and she might even die!

As long as he had this thought, Shen Jianxin would feel that the enemy before him was nothing special!

Protecting the one you love is a man's responsibility!

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