1765: C1765 A Wry Smile

C1765 A Wry Smile

Wang Zihao was the first to use the Roaring Dragon Tiger Fist and roar at the old monk's head. Although the old monk didn't do anything, when Wang Zihao's fist came into contact with the old monk's head, he discovered that Wang Zihao's fist had pierced through the old monk's body.2

He didn't know when, but the old monk had already floated to another big rock. Wang Zihao rubbed his eyes. It felt like an illusion, but Wang Zihao knew that this was the old monk. He had used some sort of camouflage technique.

"Old bald monk, you didn't cultivate properly in the monastery. How dare you cause trouble for me here? It seems like you don't know that my hand is broken." Wang Zihao spat fiercely at the center of his palm, cheering himself on.

Wang Zihao charged forward once again. However, this time, just as he was halfway there, the old monk's body suddenly flew down from the boulder. The old monk's speed was getting faster and faster, and he was actually flying slowly.

The old monk ruthlessly stepped on Wang Zihao's chest. At that time, Wang Zihao felt as if his body was a huge mountain that weighed millions of kilograms, and he directly pressed Wang Zihao's body onto the ground.

Half of Wang Zihao's body sank into the ground. Wang Zihao felt as if countless of his ribs had been broken. The old monk looked at Wang Zihao with a proud expression.

The old monk licked his dry lips cruelly. His eyes once again shone with a red light. It was red, just like the old monk's eyes, which looked exactly like the eyes of a demon beast.

"Little fellow, you are no match for me. If not for your master's face, I would not have been able to defeat you. I can send you to hell with a single kick. The reason why I didn't do that was because I didn't want to offend the scholar. So you better get out of here now."

Just as the old monk finished speaking, he suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air. He didn't know when, but a sharp dagger had clearly been stabbed into the old monk's knee. Moreover, the dagger didn't care about its own life, and a stream of blood flowed out from it.

It was unknown when, but Wang Zihao had actually ambushed the old monk and stabbed his dagger into the old monk's knee.

"You are despicable and shameless. You are really making a fool of yourself for a scholar. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the scholar." The old monk's patience had truly erupted. The old monk's patience was truly explosive. The old monk didn't care about his wound at all. He rushed straight towards Wang Zihao.

Wang Zihao knew that he was no match for the old monk at all. He immediately thought of the magic treasure left behind by Liu Xuan. Why was Wang Zihao still here? He directly opened the small box. It was actually a pendant.

At that time, Wang Zihao wanted to cry but had no tears. He had clearly heard Liu Xuan say that it was a divine artifact and a magic treasure. But why was it a jade pendant? Moreover, it looked like this pendant was a lady's pendant.

The old monk didn't know what was going on, so he rushed over. However, Wang Zihao had no choice but to treat it as a living doctor. Wang Zihao pulled the pendant from the box and hung it on it. It was like a small dagger, and he held it tightly in his hand.

In the next second, Wang Zihao was shocked. Because of this small pendant, the dagger on it slowly grew bigger and bigger. In the end, it was as if it had pierced into the sky. It was truly unexpected that this was the legendary magic treasure.

The old monk who rushed over at that time also braked in an urgent situation and left a mark on the ground. The old monk clicked his tongue in wonder.

"It seems like my guess is correct. Liu Xuan should be nearby, right? Furthermore, he gave you his magic treasure. Could it be that Liu Xuan really wants to seal the illusory door? Simply daydreaming. "I'll kill you first and snatch the treasure qi before dealing with Liu Xuan."

After the old monk finished speaking, he directly used the Great Strength Vajra Palm to rush towards Wang Zihao. At the same time, Wang Zihao brandished the treasure and fiercely swung it at the old monk. Countless sword qi crisscrossed together and then interweaved into a spider web that fiercely hacked at the old monk's head.

No one knew when, but a bolt of lightning appeared in the sky and directly extended to Wang Zihao's treasure, adding countless amounts of power. Even so, Because Wang Zihao was a martial artist. If he wanted to use something that belonged to a cultivator, he simply couldn't exert too much power.

For example, if Liu Xuan used this treasure, he could deal with this old monk. However, the effect that Wang Zihao displayed was only a little bit. Although it looked like countless sword energies were very powerful.

However, the old monk directly grasped all of these sword energies in his palm. Moreover, he continued to play with them. This was clearly a form of humiliation. At that time, Wang Zihao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. Prince Haohao hated it. He was not a cultivator, but he had no choice. Wang Zihao could only brace himself and take another step forward.

"Old monk, you've gone too far. Today, even if I risk my life, I will leave a few streaks of sword qi on you." Wang Zihao had always been like this. Now, he was being humiliated by this old monk.

Wang Zihao naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to deal with this old monk. However, Wang Zihao's threats were heard by the old monk. It's like a joke.

"If your master and scholar were here, perhaps I would still be somewhat afraid. But now, you are just like a weak ant. " If I want you to die, you will die. "

After the old monk finished speaking, his body turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Wang Zihao's body. Wang Zihao didn't dare to neglect him. Wang Zihao wasn't stupid. Wang Zihao knew very well that he was comparing himself to this old monk. It was like heaven and earth.

Therefore, Wang Zihao had to take out all of his energy now. This way, he could still take advantage of the old monk's hands. However, in the next second, Wang Zihao's body was like a rotten sack as he was stepped a hundred miles away by the old monk.

Wang Zihao sat on a small hill. Wang Zihao's body was also covered by countless large stones. And just like that, the treasure was quietly inserted into the ground. The old monk smiled and stretched out his hand to grab it.

However, the old monk felt a trace of danger. At the same time, the old monk took half a step forward. His body spun violently as he used the Great Strength Vajra Palm to attack his back.

With a cracking sound, the old monk's arm seemed to have been broken by something. Before the old monk could react, he revealed a pained expression and crashed into a small mountain.

- - The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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