Chapter 1168 (1/2)

Wang Qian can imagine that Jinchanzi must be a kind of wall grass!

”Watch the fight!”

With a loud roar, Jinchanzi's stick came down.

In a hurry, Wang Qian quickly raised his Zhong Kui sword and put it across his head. He held the handle in his right hand and the body in his left hand.

Dang!

A sharp voice spread, and the Zen staff hit Zhong Kui's sword heavily, and a huge force immediately pressed down.

Ka ~

Wang Qian could feel that there was a crack in the ground under his feet. His strength surprised him a little. A monk who looked so weak could do so much.

At the same time, his knees were slightly bent, clenched his teeth, and his hands were numb.

”Hiss ~”

he took a cold breath and saw that he had been hit hard by the other party. He immediately withdrew and raised his left palm. When he saw that it had been cut by his own Zhong Kui sword. It wasn't very big, but there was blood flowing out to the extent that it could drip blood.

”Damn it

Wang Qian scolded, tore off a piece of cloth on his clothes and wrapped his palm.

”Hand over the headmaster's token, or you will have more such openings. When the time comes, the blood will be drained. No wonder I'm dead!”

Gold cicada son will stick to the ground a pedal, tone coldly said, think at the moment has given each other color to see, should have a little effect.

”Kill me, and you'll never get it.”

After dealing with the wound, Wang Qian raised his head and showed a sarcastic smile.

”You

Gold cicada son is so angry that his teeth are itching. It seems that the son of a bitch needs to be repaired so well. Without saying a word, he goes up face to face.

Under the current situation, Wang Qian has been able to keep up with the battle. Previously, he was just a little negligent, which made a hole.

Now if he's facing hard, he's not very empty. He immediately draws his sword up, moves at full speed, and directly talks with his opponent.

Dangdangdang!

Several sharp voices came out. Wang Qian's Zhongkui sword collided with each other's Zen stick for several rounds. It can be said that in terms of sharpness, no one would lose and no one would win.

Wang Qian was not surprised. After all, the other party's Zen stick was once polished by Buddhism. If the sword in his hand is the treasure of Taoism, the Zen stick in Jinchanzi's hand is the treasure of Buddhism.

Dangdangdang!

The two sides distanced themselves from each other and looked for opportunities. There was a fight and several rounds of fighting. The situation had obviously led to Wang Qian on the side of Jin Chan Zi, and he seemed to be a little weak.

If it's normal, an eight product can't be defeated like mendaro, but it's not so serious.

Dangdangdang!

Seeing that he had slowly gained the upper hand, Jin Chan Zi took advantage of the victory and pursued after him. When he raised his Zen stick, he was bullying himself. Now he didn't give Wang Qian a chance to breathe.