When it came to this point, Ming Yu didn't care about face, and directly questioned it.

Even if the words are ugly, both parties may be embarrassed, but it is better than being beaten to death by Han Sanqian.

"Although the Buddha boy is not as powerful as the real god, as a Buddha boy, he has his own special features. I am not afraid of Han Sanqian's blood of the magic dragon, but I am afraid that he will not use it." The old monk smiled lightly.

After finishing speaking, he patted Ming Yu's shoulder, and said confidently: "Don't worry, Master Ming, I have my own magic method, and Buddha Boy also has his own skills."

"He asked you to come to supervise the battle, so if there is any problem, the poor monk will bear it all by himself, and he has absolutely nothing to do with the benefactor. What do you think?"

Although the old monk had a polite tone and a smile on his face, it was obvious that anyone could tell that the old monk was hiding a knife in his smile, and the meaning was just to let Mingyu stop meddling in this matter.

"Okay, since the master wants to bear it with all his strength, Ming Yu has nothing to say. However, I must remind you that if you fail this time, the consequences are not something you can bear if you want to." Ming Yu said coldly .

The old monk smiled and didn't refute, but just waved his hand and let Bu Chi do it.

In a short while, when Han Sanqian and the devil boy gun sword entered the fierce competition stage, the surrounding area of ??the valley was full of delicious food, and even to mock Han Sanqian, the middle-aged monk deliberately made many people stand in front of each word. Place for cooking in situ.

Afterwards, Han Sanqian heard bursts of unison and shouted.

"Han Sanqian, can you make this fire bigger?"

"Damn it, I'm still waiting for your fire to stir-fry, can you fucking light it up, damn it."

"Yes, Han Sanqian, where's your fire?"

Hearing the harsh ridicule and roar of laughter, to be honest, Han Sanqian was not moved at all.

If these words mocked Han Sanqian and couldn't hold him back, he wouldn't be Han Sanqian anymore.

However, this time Han Sanqian decided not to be himself.

With cold eyes and anger, he turned his eyes and stared fiercely at the group of guys who were chattering like sparrows.

Following Han Sanqian's cold stare back, the group of monks who were so arrogant just now shut their mouths one by one.

However, the back was quiet, but the murderous intent in front had already appeared.

In the duel between masters, the taboo is distraction. Especially in the face of such a fierce offensive devil boy, this will be extremely deadly.

Almost at the moment when Han Sanqian turned his head, Mo Tong had already seized the opportunity, and suddenly shot a cold light. He was extremely forward, in order to kill Han Sanqian with one shot!

However, there is obviously a reason for Han Sanqian not to be Han Sanqian, especially in the face of such a master, it is impossible to lose his mind and argue with a group of monks.

His purpose, of course, is to lure the fish into the bait!

This kid's attack method is too fierce. Although he attacks without defense, the intensive attack makes it difficult for Han Sanqian to find a breakthrough to break through the defense.

Right now, he is going to do whatever he can, and the purpose is naturally to lure him into a strong attack and expose his flaws!

"Huh, it's now." With a cold voice, Han Sanqian had already prepared, secretly blocked the attack, and moved with the momentum, taking advantage of the guy's body already moving forward, the long sword moved!

Pooh!

Straight on target!

boom!

As Han Sanqian hit his body with a straight sword, there was a bang, and countless black air gushed out from the wound instantly. JrNovels.com