What is a master? Every word and action, every move, a look, a small and subtle action can change the outcome of the outcome.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qinglang's mouth. He was very satisfied with the glaring eyes of both sides now, and the murderous aura in the air became heavier and heavier. They were definitely not fighting but fighting for life and death.

Even Babi, who was leaning on the ground, roared in a low voice, his eyes widened, staring at the opposite side, and the guy with a keen sense of smell could smell the murderous aura floating in the air.

Bawangmaru and the Crazy Monk exchanged a look in a very obscure way, and then stared at the spiritual energy beads on Xuan Qi's chest with a greedy look. The cultivation accelerator was emitting a charming luster, which made the monk feel greedy.

Anxiety flashed in Xuan Qinghe's eyes, and his palms hidden in the black robe clenched tightly, and blue veins appeared on his arms. Things were a bit unexpected. When he thought of Xuan Xiu of the Island Country, he missed the Indian monks. These eighteen guys with copper heads and iron arms were not weak in cultivation, and they could form a stick formation. If they were trapped here, the trouble would be great.

Bayan and Banzaji looked at each other, and their faces were shocked. The islanders were likely to join forces with the Indians. What should we do then? The Indian monks had already dispersed, and the so-called eighteen Arhats all carried long sticks of eyebrows and vaguely surrounded Xuan Qi and others.

If it really doesn't work, it can only be beaten out. Bayan and Banzaji nodded secretly. Both of them moved their palms in the black robe. They took out a small box made of black lead from their pockets, containing very high purity spirit stones.

Xuan Qi carefully turned the Qi shield in his hand, blocking it in front of his body, carefully observing the copper head opposite. He was covered with strong muscles under his golden pink skin, and red copper rings were placed on his two bulging arms. With the light of the moonlit night, Xuan Qi could see the colorful light on the red copper ring, and he knew it was not ordinary.

"So that's it," Xuan Qi muttered to himself softly: "Qimei stick is just a bait, and the real killing move is the copper ring on his arm."

Just as Xuan Qi murmured, the copper head opposite him shouted loudly, and the eyebrows stick in his hand hit Xuan Qi's head.

The golden stick was extremely fast and made a sound explosion in the air, whistling and turning into a golden light and shadow. Xuan Qi was determined to fight, and the Qi shield in his hand raised upwards and directly blocked the Tianling cover. The Qi soldier in his hand snatched away from the long sword of his hand, and the Qi soldier in his hand was hit hard.

Tongtou was very confident in his defense. He ignored Xuan Qi's long knife that was lifting up, let out a loud shout, held his eyebrows and slammed it down hard, and hit Xuan Qi's squinted shield.

The golden long stick twisted and deformed on the air shield, bent into a big HL but could not move further down. Xuan Qi on the ground seemed to be hit by a nail on the concrete road. With a bang, his feet stepped on the solid road two knee-deep holes.

Clanging, Xuan Qi slashed the long sword on the belly of the bronze head. The long sword that condensed the air into a soldier cut across the flat belly of the bronze head. There was actually a series of sparks when the blade passed. Xuan Qi frowned and used a shield to strike the bronze head away.

The golden copper head fell on the ground, took three steps back, and stepped on three deep holes on the ground. The copper head's eyes flashed with disdain, threw away the H-shaped stick in his hand, reached out and patted the golden belly, which was as smooth as before, and even the red mark was not left.

Xuan Qi used all his strength to break through the defense of the copper head. Xuan Qi shook his arm holding the shield, and a numbness spread. This guy was so strong.

"Ha" Tongtou's eyes were flashing with disdain, and his hands shook the copper ring on his arm and trembled. Twelve copper rings protected Tongtou's forearm. Tongtou rushed towards Xuanqi with a grim smile.

When Xuan Qi saw that the long sword could not cut off the copper head's skin, the Qi soldiers in his hand dissipated. He clasped his hands together and pulled them suddenly. The spiritual beads in front of his chest were damaged, and the milky white spiritual energy roared. Xuan Qi condensed a thorn spear in his hand, pointing at the gradually approaching copper head.

Qinglang's eyes were full of joy. Now it was almost certain that Xuan Qi and these monks were not in the same group, and they might even be enemies of life and death. From a shocking stick to a bronze-headed stone to Xuan Qi's merciless sword, this was not a dispute, it was just to put the other party to death.

After discovering that both sides were enemies of life and death, Qinglang began to calculate what he should do to obtain greater benefits. At least one thing can be determined, that is, Xuan Qi has enough spirit stones on his body. The wealth is touching, and even ordinary people cannot avoid the common people, let alone a monk who is stronger than ordinary people.

Tongtou's eyes were full of disdain. Looking at the spear condensed from Xuan Qi's hand, he rushed to Xuan Qi's body with a copper ring, and the iron arm with a copper ring directly smashed the tassel spear in Xuan Qi's hand.

"Just" Xuan Qi shook the tassel spear, and the spear was like a dragon. It walked around the copper head's arms and directly hit the copper head's Adam's apple. The hard spear tip pierced the Adam's apple, causing a little spark, and then the skin on the copper head's neck was inward.

"Ha" The violent copper head not only did not retreat, but instead hummed a muffled sound from his nostrils, rushed forward against the tip of the spear, and took Xuan Qi back three steps. At the same time, he waved his arms full of copper rings to knock on the spear.

The tassel spear formed by mixing true energy and spiritual energy was smashed and opened after two strokes and dissipated in the void. The copper head, which had the upper hand, did not give in, waved his arms and smashed it to Xuan Qi again.

"Damn" the invincible tassel spear, which only left a small red dot on the neck of Tongtou, which made Xuan Qi speechless. The condensed air shield was protecting him in front of him. With a bang, the copper ring and iron arm hit the air shield, which made Xuan Qi feel very numb and unhappy.

"Go to die." Tongtou looked at Xuan Qi who was retreating backwards, immediately turned his body, his head drooped, and his thighs moved away, rushing towards Xuan Qi like a bull.

"You can't force yourself. The hardest part of his body is his head." The old man said again to remind Xuan Qi, for fear that Xuan Qi would do irrational things after being impulsive.

Xuan Qi naturally understood that Tongtou's head was the hardest. He took half a step back and his palm condensed into a gas soldier again. The cold-shining mace was raised high by Xuan Qi, avoiding the impact of Tongtou and smashed it hard towards Tongtou's head.

The mace hit the copper head and made a violent roar. The copper head that rushed forward was hit and changed direction. The copper head, which looked like a bull-like copper head, turned thirty-six degrees, was still crushed forward. It hit the electric pole on the roadside, knocking a deep hole in the steel pole.

The copper head pulled out his head from the telephone pole and rubbed the dust and steel debris on his face indifferently. He looked at Xuan Qi with contempt, opened his mouth slightly and smiled. The monk who was good at fighting head-on had already trained his muscles as steel as iron, with no flaws around him, and had strong defense like heavy tanks, and of course it also had amazing destructive power.

"There shouldn't be no flaws." Xuan Qi carefully observed the copper head. Even if he had a copper-skinned iron bone, he would not be able to be strong in his inner abdomen. The joints or other places might be his flaws and covers. After thinking about it, Xuan Qi planned to give it a try. He stretched his hands out, and white strips of light appeared on his back. Xuan Qi suddenly condensed countless long tentacles from his body like anemone.

This move was unexpected. Qinglang and Bawangmaru looked at each other, not understanding what Xuan Qi's meaning was. He could not handle the copper head even when he fought head-on. Could it be that he hoped that the transparent things floating in the air could defeat the copper head?

But the copper head doesn't matter, and he stretched out his hand to rub his golden bald head. Xuan Qi's actions are nothing more than a slap in the world. Perhaps he wanted to rely on transparent things to block the speed of his impact. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are useless jokes.

Tongtou smiled and looked like a bull again. He lowered his head and rushed towards Xuan Qi. He defeated the enemy with one go, crushing him into half of blood and blood, without giving him any chance to escape. Tongtou seemed to have seen the scene where he was appreciated by the Dharma King and was able to pass on his power.

Looking at the copper head that was returning like a bull, Xuan Qi stretched forward the tentacles of his body, pressing them one by one on the copper head, and first maintaining a safe distance of not far or near. After all, Xuan Qi did not have the strength of the copper head and slipped backwards without the strength of the copper head. While slipping backwards, Xuan Qi drove the whole body like a tentacle and began to pierce the holes in the copper head.

Even if the Thirteenth Taibao practiced horizontally, the whole body was as steel as iron. These thousands of tentacles poked at the ears, nostrils, mouth, eyes, and chrysanthemums. The copper head that was originally rushing forward immediately suddenly stiffened all over the whole body, and its strength dissipated, as if it was a ghost to retreat.

The golden skin and golden face are now red as if they are apples. They point their fingers at Xuan Qi and yell with their feet: "Bastard, how can you poke me like this?"

Xuan Qi's tentacles were around, leaving only a tentacle with bright light on his arm. Xuan Qi smiled and said, "You retreat too quickly. If you slow down, you will feel better." As soon as he finished speaking, the smooth tentacles suddenly turned into a mace covered with spikes.

The copper head was so scared that he suddenly stepped back, and his legs couldn't help but clamped them tightly. If he hadn't retreated in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. His inner abdomen was not as trained as steel and iron, and could not withstand the tossing of the qi soldiers.

Xuan Qi, who was a little slutty, leaned against the copper head with his tentacles that looked like jellyfish. Both sides were evenly matched, and no one could do anything to each other.

Tongtou was unwilling to retreat like this, and he winked slightly, intending to join forces with the other seventeen brothers to set up magic circles to deal with Xuan Qi.
Chapter completed!