touchnovel Chapter 2489
Chapter 2489
With that heavy step, his face trembled, the earth under his feet also trembled, and the Zen stick in his hand was smashed wildly, even more powerful. However, momentum belongs to momentum, but there is still no art at all. Other people can dance weapons without leaking water, but his Zen stick can dance everywhere.
"Bang!" In the dull noise, the fat monk was patted out by his eldest grandson luocang.
"The wind is tight, pull to shout!" Finally realizing the greatness of the eldest grandson, the fat monk yelled at the top of his voice.
The cold sweat on Gu Fenghua's forehead has poured out like a waterfall - sure enough, this guy is a mountain bandit. He even shouts so skillfully.
After shouting that sentence, the fat monk turned around and ran. Just a few breaths later, he had already run out of sight.
"Let's go, too!" Ye colorless said.
"Go Gu Fenghua pulls up Yu boqian, while Bai pangzi holds Ye colorless in his arms. Several people flee to the depth of Yuquan mountain.
In fact, when the big fat monk appeared just now, they should have taken the opportunity to escape. But at that time, the Holy Spirit was almost exhausted and they could not move their feet at all. When the big fat monk and the eldest grandson Luo Cang started, they recovered a little.
The immortal rose grass and the soul jade purple wooden box are on Gu Fenghua's body. How could the eldest grandson Luo Cang let her slip away from under her own eyes? With her body moving, she came after her.
Although Gu Fenghua has done his best, the gap of strength is too big. How can he compare with his eldest grandson luocang in speed? It's just a few ups and downs, and his eldest grandson luocang chases him three feet behind him. He doesn't bother to talk with them and raises his hand directly.
Even if this palm has not been shot, Gu Fenghua and others can already feel the oppressive momentum, and it becomes difficult to breathe.
In desperation, several people could only hold the sword handle again. The strength gap is so narrow that if Chang sun luocang takes the lead, they are afraid that they don't even have the strength to fight. If they take the initiative, they may still have a chance.
However, before a few people could make a move, there was a piercing scream in the air.
The eldest grandson Luo Cang was suddenly surprised. He looked up and saw a big fat monk with a face full of flesh falling from the sky like a meteor. Before he arrived, the Zen staff in his hand had been smashed down heavily.
Although the monk's holy sword skill is very common, even it's a compliment to him. His crazy stick skill is completely disorganized. It's just a random smash, but it can't stand other people's strength. It's made of Tianxing gold. It weighs a thousand jin, but it's as light as nothing in his hand. With his own strength, every time he hits it, it has a force of ten thousand jin. How powerful should it be with the falling force?
The eldest sun luocang had already suffered a lot when he rushed to fight, and he almost hurt himself under his staff. How dare he be careless at this time. He didn't care about Gu Fenghua any more. He raised his palms and went up again.
"Boom", in the loud sound, two figures flew out at the same time.
Each flew seven or eight feet away, and each stopped. The figure of the eldest sun luocang was obviously a little more empty, and his momentum was much weaker. Obviously, he was injured a lot. However, he had been fighting with the other side for a long time, so he knew something about it. This time, he didn't make the other side take much advantage of it. As soon as the fat monk stabilized his figure, he burst out with blood.