Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The canopy of cold and solid ice suddenly descended from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the falling ice formed a siege, freezing the walking corpse giant's feet and the ground.

Chen Yu pursed her lips lightly, her expression solemn.

She didn't know if her blow would work. She didn't want the ice to cause damage to the giant, but only hoped to temporarily restrict the opponent's actions.

"Haha, master and apprentice together? It's ridiculous."

"The extremely ice aura, also wants to trap... huh?"

Be careless.

He didn't drive the walking giant to dodge the sky and the ice, letting them come down on the giant's feet and body.

At this moment, when he wanted the giant to move to fight back, he found that the giant was unable to move.

Even the magic energy was temporarily blocked, with no way out.

"Wei Canglan, it seems that your disciple is far better than you, at least she..."

Qiuge put away his surprised expression, raised his head, and looked forward while talking.

However, what greeted him was an angry shout.

"Extreme Martial Overlord Fist!"? ?

Qiuge was dumbfounded.

He didn't realize that he had been tricked until he saw the golden and copper-colored fist of Fu Mo Vajra.

That girl's ice is just a feint!
The real killing move is Wei Canglan.

Extreme Martial Overlord Fist?
What kind of bullshit martial arts?Never heard of it, huh.

"You want to defeat me just by using such a low-level trick? Wei Canglan, you really are a scumbag!"

After all, he remained motionless, letting the giant meet King Kong's huge fist with his body.

boom--

The dull loud noise echoed in mid-air.

The shock wave generated by the punching of the fist swayed like circles of ripples, mercilessly destroying everything on the ground.

The elders led everyone to hide behind the forest, and used the remaining aura to open the shield to resist the impact pressure.

The solid ice that Chen Yu used to block the movement on the other side shattered, turning into crystal water vapor and dissipating in the air.

What disappeared with it was the flesh and blood on the chest of the walking corpse giant.

Everyone waited for the impact to pass, and quickly raised their heads to look at the battlefield.

I saw that the tall walking corpse giant, which was used to resist the body of Crouching King Kong, had half of its body missing.

Standing on it, Qiuge blinked twice, watching everything that happened in front of him in disbelief.

Wei Canglan... he he he... actually defeated the giant?

"Wei Canglan, you should die!"

"This is my life's painstaking effort, how can you destroy it, I want you to die without a place to bury you."

At this time, Wei Canglan in the Buddha Demon King Kong was already exhausted due to the use of the Jiwu Bahuang Fist. Even if the opponent gave him a snap of his fingers, he would lie down on the spot.

However, Wei Canglan heaved a sigh of relief looking at the walking corpse giant in front of him who could no longer fight.

At least the most difficult hurdle has been passed, and the next step is up to them.

Facing the menacing Qiuge, Chen Yu naturally wanted to stand up and protect his beloved Master at this moment.

The long sword was unsheathed, and ice was everywhere.

boom!
Qiuge's devilish energy hit the ice, but it couldn't penetrate it.

Just kidding, although the demonic energy of the demon god Ligu is strong, the extremely ice aura is not a joke.

The two breaths collided and dissipated immediately.

"Girl doll, get out of the way, otherwise, don't let me destroy flowers!"

Qiuge threatened verbally with his eyes.

Chen Yu snorted coldly:

"You can try, if you want to hurt my master, step on me first."

"court death!"

hum!
The magic energy turned into a dragon, sprayed with flames, flapped its wings, and swooped towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu clenched her long sword tightly, ready to perform another stunt, freezing thousands of miles away.

However, this time, it was not her turn to make a move.

I only heard a sudden shout of anger not far away:

"Arrogant child, you actually want to be presumptuous here, I will kill you now!"

Hearing the voice, it was Xun Wenhong.

The guy finally recovered?

Not so hang up?

Wei Canglan's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he braced himself to maintain the vajra appearance.

Finally seeing that it was really Xun Wenhong returning to the battlefield, he let go and closed his eyes. The exhaustion instantly eroded his nerves and made him fall into a deep sleep.

The body of Crouching Demon King Kong instantly became transparent.

Above the sky, the Dharma image of King Yinming also slowly receded to the ashes.

Gradually, the sky returned to clear.

Chen Yu lost her footing, Xiaohua quickly supported her, and at the same time, one person and one wolf, flew towards Wei Canglan who was shaking, caught him, and then went straight to the safety of the forest.

On the battlefield, only Xun Wenhong and Qiuge were left.

Looking at the devastated hilly area, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and muttered to himself:

"Cang Lan, it's hard for you, it's my uncle's carelessness, and I fell into this man's tricks, otherwise you wouldn't have committed mass murder."

"Ugh."

"The next crime will be borne by the uncle alone."

Thinking of this, Xun Wenhong tore off the Taoist robe on his body and threw it away.

The explosive muscles were instantly revealed, and the huge chest muscles and eight-pack abs made Xun Wenhong not look like a traditional casual Taoist priest, but a fitness coach.

Twisting his neck twice and moving his lower ankle joint, Xun Wenhong looked serious like a physical education teacher.

Immediately afterwards, he showed a smirk, looked at the bewildered Qiuge, and said slowly:
"Surprised?"

"Who told you that a monk must be weak?"

"I am a dual practitioner of Taoism and body. Although I don't know martial arts, I insist on caring for my body every day. With a body like yours, I can crush your head with bare hands."

"Hehe, you can really talk!"

Of course Qiuge didn't believe this, he clapped his hands suddenly, and monstrous devilish energy shot out from his body, and rushed towards Xun Wenhong.

With previous lessons learned, Xun Wenhong took precautions this time.

Suddenly, he took out a elixir from the ring without haste, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

"??"

Seeing the elixir clearly, Qiuge was taken aback for a moment:
"Are you crazy?"

"If you're not mistaken, the elixir is used to block cultivation and aura. Without aura, how can you fight me?"

Seeing the devilish energy rushing towards Xun Wenhong's body, the old boy raised his arms to resist forcefully.

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of old blood gushed out.

Xun Wenhong wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled:
"Without the aura, can't I beat you?"

"Hehe, I have already said that I am a dual cultivator of both Taoism and body. You don't need me to use my spiritual energy because you are heresy."

As soon as the words fell, Xun Wenhong rushed out and disappeared in place.

When Qiuge reacted, it was too late, and Xun Wenhong had already appeared in front of him.

The next moment, he raised his solid arm, pressed the opponent's head involuntarily, twisted it hard, and Qiuge's neck broke in response.

Until his death, Qiuge maintained a surprised expression.

He didn't understand why a Taoist priest had to be as strong as a warrior.