Zen Strange Records

Chapter 87 Wait, I Surrender!

"Ku Jiang, I want to ask in advance, how can I get the order to mend the sky? I won't be asked to take the entire martial arts field and the land away, right?" After making Sima Yao a fool, Ye Xiaosan continued on his way. , suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked suddenly.

Saying that, Ye Xiaosan glanced at the eye-shaped sunken field below, the entire martial arts arena was made of some kind of material, it was so strong that he didn't even see a crack, it was one piece.

"Please rest assured, host, it won't be so difficult, but Ku-chan can't explain it in detail. Please figure it out on your own." There was no excuse, but there was no explicit explanation either. Ku-chan said it and kept silent.

Ye Xiaosan shrugged helplessly, no matter how he wanted to seize the Order of Repairing the Sky, the first priority was to kill Qi Mingyou first.

On the other side, Mu Tianling and He Yun struggled to resist Xiaohuan's attack. The little girl's eyes were dull, her mind was not very bright, and her moves were even more lacking. Basically, she only had basic light-weight skills and extremely rough wild ways Fist Kung Fu.

But coupled with the astonishing internal force, a qualitative leap has taken place in vain. With every gesture, the internal force is almost substantive!Even if it is blown by the wind of his palm, it will be wiped out and destroyed.

As a result, the two only dared to fight from a distance with long soldiers, and did not dare to advance an inch.

The long staff in He Yun's hand was as fast as lightning, and he saw a flash of silver light. He had already struck out seven moves, hitting seven key points on Xiaohuan's body. However, after each hit, He Yun took a step back and hit the third point. After seven times, he was more than half a foot away. The right hand holding the staff was burst open and dripping with blood. He couldn't even hold the long staff.

It turned out that Xiaohuan's internal force overflowed, as if it were a solid body, surrounding her body, impenetrable by water and fire, every time He Yun hit, he had to endure a rebound of internal force, seven consecutive hits, not only failed to slander the opponent , instead of five labors and seven injuries, his complexion was ashen.

Seeing his old friend deflated, Mu Tianling's expression became more and more solemn. Unlike He Yun, he didn't have a superb stick technique, but more of a variety of boxing skills, and a weapon that was more similar to an identity than a means of controlling the enemy. Symbol of the broken bowl.

At this moment, facing the enemy Xiaohuan, it can be said that he has encountered a natural enemy. He is timid, and he strikes out with his front palm. It's hard to touch, but I messed up my own position. I'm really annoyed.

"Old He, this girl's inner strength is too evil, do you have any clever tricks?" With both palms out, they crossed and attacked the girl's Tianling. It seemed extremely ferocious, but in fact it was just a feint, scaring him away. Xiaohuan, Mu Tianling took a few steps back in a hurry, and grabbed He Yun who had lost his internal strength and almost fell.

"Bah, if I have a way, I don't have to be so embarrassed." He Yun spit out blood angrily, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a wry smile: "Where did that guy Qi Mingyou find such a little monster? Could it be that this guy was reincarnated?" Did you start practicing internal strength before?"

Just as he was talking, Xiaohuan bared his teeth and claws and attacked again, shouting indistinctly "baaaaaah" non-stop, and waving his two small and exquisite little fists lightly and randomly. He looked extremely cute, but only if you experience it personally. Only then did I realize that if you hit me with this fist, you will die!

The two looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. After thinking for a while, Mu Tianling gritted his teeth and stopped in front of He Yun: "Old He, go and deal with Qi Mingyou, I'll hold this girl back."

"Fart, my old He is greedy for life and afraid of death, is he the one who ran away!" He slammed the long stick in his hand heavily, He Yun bristled with anger, pushed Mu Tianling away in front of him, and was about to step forward to fight for his life, at this moment , A voice interrupted the dispute between the two.

"Let's go together, the poor monk will deal with this devil!"

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"Ma'am, are you alright?" Qi Rong pushed open the half-covered door, and looked into the room urgently. After seeing clearly, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and saw the middle-aged beautiful woman leaning weakly by the side. On the chair, on the contrary, the hateful Ma Dongdong was unconscious and fell to the side. As for the old monk brought back by Qi Mingyou, he was nowhere to be found.

All in all, the scene is extremely weird.

"Don't make a fuss, have you forgotten the etiquette I taught you!" The woman scolded impatiently, Qi Rong instinctively shrank back, yes, this tone and impatience are indeed the lady herself, not like fake.

This middle-aged beautiful woman is Qi Mingyou's wife who came out of nowhere two years ago, her name is Gu Qianzi, she seems to be from southern Xinjiang, she lives in seclusion on weekdays, never shares a room with Qi Mingyou, and she is extremely jealous , as if transparent in the villa, but Qi Rong was very afraid and never dared to disobey her.

"I don't know what method Madam used to subdue this woman?" Curious in his heart, Qi Rong stepped forward and looked at Ma Dongdong carefully. Seeing her pale face and closed brows, it seemed that she was in great pain , asked curiously.

"Hmph, it's just a remnant of the Hundred Man Sect, and not my opponent." Gu Qianzi sneered coldly, and stood up weakly: "The old monk seems to have broken free from the restraint, and he ran somewhere, you go and get rid of it." Find it out, and be careful of the owner to blame it."

Qi Rong nodded solemnly when she heard the words, she naturally understood how much Qi Mingyou valued this monk, and immediately turned around and walked out, at this moment, a jade hand quietly touched her back.
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"It's you!" As soon as He Yun turned his head, he saw Ye Xiaosan's eye-catching bald head. Hearing his call, Mu Tianling instantly guessed the identity of the other party, and gave Ye Xiaosan a surprised look.

"This matter is difficult to explain in words, but now is not the time to reminisce about the past. The two seniors should leave quickly, and I will block each other." Averting his gaze in embarrassment, Ye Xiaosan stopped the two of them, and spoke with great meaning. Ling Ran actually felt moved even for a moment.

"But... well, take care." Although he doubted whether the other party could beat this little girl, but seeing Ye Xiaosan's words so decisively, He Yun simply nodded his head, and hesitantly pulled it up. The determined Mu Tianling turned around and ran away.

Damn, these two old guys run really fast!Ye Xiaosan twitched the corners of his eyes, looked at the two who disappeared in a blink of an eye, and turned to look at Xiaohuan.

The smoke was so thick that I couldn't see clearly just now, so I just casually knocked down the unsightly things from the high platform. Now that I could see Ye Xiaosan's face clearly, Xiaohuan seemed to think it looked familiar. She bit her finger and checked again and again for a long time. Still didn't recognize it, forget it, hit it. Death is all.

Thinking of this, Xiaohuan decided to follow his heart, raised his hand and hit, just as he raised his little hand, Ye Xiaosan, who was still in a state of arrogance a second ago, fell to his knees with a plop: "Wait, I surrender, don't do anything!"

(End of this chapter)