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Chapter 213 Fighting(2/2)

Jikong cursed secretly and shot at another window again, and another group of silver light appeared. It was the third girl in white, looking at him with a half-smile, like looking at a monkey.

Jingkong glanced at the other two girls in white, with the same look. He was very angry, but had no choice but to shout loudly: "You three girls, please don't bully me too much!"

The girl in white from before said calmly: "Little monk, you can force the three of us to take action without being a master, you will die without regrets!"

Jikong became anxious and cursed: "What a shame, grandma, I'll do my best!"

After he said that, he clenched his fist and hit himself several times. Suddenly, the monk's robe automatically moved without any wind, fluttering and then slowly inflated, like an inflated rubber ball.

When the three girls in white saw this, they knew that he was using a secret technique. They looked at each other and their expressions became solemn. Such a secret technique to stimulate potential is definitely not something that ordinary people in the martial arts world can have, nor can ordinary small sects, only those famous disciples.

Mastering it is the way to save your life.

Although this kind of secret technique is harmful to the body, it will increase the internal strength suddenly, even two or three times, and there is a chance to escape with a desperate fight. If you take good care of yourself afterwards, even if you don't take good care of yourself and your martial arts is useless, it is still better than losing your life.

This kind of life-saving skill is naturally very precious and cannot be possessed by ordinary people. This little monk has a good background. No wonder the guys in this town are protecting him.

"Ah——!" Ji Kong shouted angrily like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The empty wine jars in the hall buzzed, and people's eyes went dark.

"Ding ding ding ding..." When they opened their eyes, they saw the empty space turning into a shadow, and they couldn't see his figure. They could only see the fists and the sword light all over the sky.

The long sword intersected with his fist, making a crisp sound. His fist was like a hammer, but it was not damaged at all when it hit the long sword, but instead knocked the long sword away.

Three girls in white clothes surrounded him, their swords flashed, and after a few moves, the monk's robe on Jingkong's body was reduced to strands, leaving no good spots.

The monk's robe was torn to pieces, revealing the leather coat on his body. It was silver leather and seemed to have been smeared with a layer of oil. It was shining with a strange luster and could not be penetrated by a long sword.

When people saw it, they knew it was a precious armor, presumably given by Master Zhanran.

Luohan Fist Luohan Fist, the body is like an Arhat, and the Vajra is indestructible. This boxing technique contains the indestructible mentality of the Vajra. A pair of fists looks light and soft, but they are stronger than iron and stone. Although they intersect with the long sword, they can withstand the attack of the sword energy.

It was painful, but it was never cut.

The three girls in white clothes had never thought of this. All three of them were masters. The little monk in front of them was only a warrior, and he was still one step away from becoming a master. They thought so highly of themselves that they could not defeat such a little monk. They were really embarrassed to show off to others.

"Three Talents Sword Formation!" The girl in white at the head shouted coldly, and then the sword light connected into one, and the sword light all over the sky disappeared, but three swords slowly stabbed out.

Their positions were strange, with three swords thrust out at the same time. The upper, middle and lower paths of Jingkong were all under the sword tips. It was impossible to avoid them, so they had to forcefully attack them.

But he only had two hands and could not avoid three swords. Regardless of the sword in the middle, the tip of the sword hit his Dantian, like hitting gold and stone, and the silver leather armor only sunk slightly, blocking the tip of the sword.

The three women don't believe in evil. They have extremely powerful swords and magical weapons, but they can't pierce this leather armor. It's really frustrating.

This leather armor is made from the skin of that giant snake. This giant snake has almost the strength of a great master. It is about to become a spirit. Its skin is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire.

The girls around him all have their own tricks, but they are not weak in martial arts, and they have the Infinite Light Heart Sutra. Once there is danger, he can feel it immediately and can rush there at any time. It is of little use. Jingkong's martial arts is low, so Li Muchan gave him

He had a set of tricks, and he put them to use now.

A girl in white lightly tapped her chest, and "poof" a blood arrow sprayed on the sword body. The blood seeped into the sword body as if seeping into the soil, and the sword body quickly turned red, like a piece of ruby.

The blade of the sword turned into red jade, and the face of the girl in white holding the sword turned red, like a piece of ruby. The face and the sword matched each other, as if they were made of a piece of ruby.

Seeing such a strange situation, everyone couldn't help but shudder. Member Zheng frowned and looked at the door. He had already sent a servant to report the news. Why hasn't Master Zhanran come yet?

"Tsk!" The red-faced girl thrust out her sword, and the tip of the sword finally pierced the leather armor and penetrated Ji Kong's stomach.

Jikong was startled, looked down at the red sword, then roared angrily, grabbed the sword with one hand, and punched the red-faced girl with the other hand.

"Bang!" The red-faced girl flew backwards.

"Seeking death!" The leading girl in white pierced Ji Kong's throat with her sword, while the other girl in white caught the red-faced girl and fluttered to the ground.

Jikong received a blow from the sword. Not only did his movements not slow down, but he moved faster, like crazy. The long sword stuck in his body was trembling, and he opened his eyes and punched wildly, hitting the girl in white like a violent storm.

The long sword on his body became more and more red, as if it was constantly draining the blood. He felt the blood being sucked away, and anger surged to his head. He pulled it out fiercely, and "chi" a blood arrow spurted out, but the red sword left his stomach.

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After the blood arrow spurted out, Ji Kong's body slowed down, and he felt that all the strength in his body spurted out along with the blood. He wanted to punch, but his whole body was sore and weak, and he felt weak.

The tip of the sword flashed, and it was already at his throat. He tried his best to avoid it, his legs were weak, and he was about to die under this sword. "Ding..." There was a crisp sound, the long sword flew out, and the girl in white floated.

He stepped back, covering his wrists, staring at the door with an ugly expression.

The purple cassock flew by itself without any wind. Li Muchan was standing quietly at the door, sighing slowly: "If you have to be merciful, please be merciful. This female benefactor, please spare my disciple's life!"

While Li Muchan was speaking, Jikong felt his body warm up, as if he had been immersed in a hot spring. The strength he had lost gradually recovered, and he suddenly felt refreshed. He felt an internal force pouring into his body, circulating endlessly in his meridians. He knew that it was Master secretly

Take action.

He turned around and saw that the master had his palms clasped together, as if he had done nothing. He had saved him without even realizing it. It was really miraculous.
Chapter completed!
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