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"How could it be you? How could it be you?"

Jun Sato looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief:

"You loser! How can you be so powerful? You loser! Don't you know how to do magic?"

Zuo Tengjun couldn't imagine that the loser he usually despised the most, who only knew how to play Goulan, at this moment, turned out to be the demon monk Muhua who caused the death of all his relatives and teammates.

That powerful guy just now.

This useless guy in front of me.

How could they be the same person!

How can it be?

Under the moonlight.

Wearing black clothes and a black iron rod in his hand.

Lin Wangchuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood there calmly, looking at Jun Zuo Teng who was full of surprise and confusion:

"A monk is not a monk, an official is not an official, and the world is a bastard!"

With a flick of the iron rod in his hand, strong wind roared out!

Zuotou Jun hurriedly dodged, and a small tree as thick as a fist behind him was instantly smashed into two halves.

Immediately afterwards, the black iron rod chased him all the way again.

Like a black snake, it wrapped tightly around Zuotou Jun's body.

Zuotou Jun used his sword to block twice, but the heavy iron rod shook the tiger's mouth violently.

It is obviously an iron rod made of such rubbish material, but at this moment, it relies on its crushing weight, making it very difficult for Jun Sato's Nichirin sword, which is made of better materials, to deal with it.

Damn!!!

How could it be you???

Jun Sato is still obsessed with this matter.

In an almost frenzied state, he slashed several times.

Thinking back...

Investigate before.

And later, the places that were ignored by me.

Zuoteng Jun suddenly felt a chill down his back.

"So you've been pretending all along!"

The Nichirin sword in Zuotou Jun's hand was shaken so much that he trembled: "You deceived my spies, you deceived Rintagaki Sakonji, you deceived all of us!!!"

Can this be called cheating?

It’s just a matter of being careful and using more methods to protect yourself!

Lin Wangchuan ignored Zuo Teng Chun and continued to wave the iron rod in his hand, constantly entangled around Zuo Teng Chun, making it impossible for him to perform a complete set of earth breathing techniques!

While he was in a state of confusion, Lin Wangchuan hit him with all his stick techniques!

Shoot the moon with a back bow!

Wukong gives a stick!

SsangYong goes to sea!

Fisherman paddles!

.......

Use every set of Shaolin stick techniques.

The beating left Jun Zuotou with bruises all over his body.

Now the embarrassment has fallen to Jun Sato!

It was also the first time for Jun Sato to encounter such a strange move. For a moment, he couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

I saw Lin Wangchuan once again performing a set of stick techniques with the iron rod in his hand:

"The stick is impermanent and specializes in eradicating eternal injustices!"

"If you show your strength, use your strength to turn things around!"

"The sky is turned upside down and the earth is turned upside down."

"Define the Central Plains."

I saw the iron rod smashing down from top to bottom.

Fortunately, Jun Sato retreated in time, otherwise his head would have been smashed.

"If you can't decide the head, then decide the foot!"

Lin Wangchuan shouted while beating:

"Left, left, left and right!"

However, when he hits the left side, he shouts from the right side; when he hits the left side, he shouts from the left side.

As a result, Zuotou Jun couldn't keep up with his thoughts. Several of his toes were bleeding and the bones of his feet were slightly broken.

Taking advantage of the moment when Jun Sato's feet were struggling.

"Set your chin!"

With another move, Lin Wangchuan raised the iron rod in his hand and hit Zuo Tengjun right on the chin!

The impact caused his jaw bone to break, become twisted and dislocated, and several teeth were lost.

My head is buzzing too!

After beating him with this set of sticks, Jun Sato almost lost his temper!

There was even a moment when he wanted to give up.

But for just a moment, God seemed to give him another chance to live.

He noticed the sweat on Lin Wangchuan's forehead.

Under the moonlight, the big beads of sweat actually looked a little crystal clear.

He is panting.

He is already tired.

Sure enough, such a powerful stick technique was obviously too much for his weak body.

Especially this iron rod weighs dozens of kilograms!

When used, the physical exertion is even more serious!

He noticed that Lin Wangchuan frowned and showed a labored expression.

It's now!

The Nichirin sword in Zuo Tengjun's hand directly blocked the iron rod in Lin Wangchuan's hand.

really!

He has no strength left.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to block it so easily!

No time for surprise!

Zuo Tengjun drew the knife towards Lin Wangchuan's chest.

Lin Wangchuan's face turned pale and he hurriedly retreated, but he still made a cut with the Sun Blade.

Dripping with blood.

Lin Wangchuan looked at Zuo Tengjun, who suddenly became excited, with a timid expression.

The next moment, he turned around and left.

How could Jun Zuo Teng miss this opportunity when Lin Wangchuan's physical strength was exhausted?

He immediately jumped into the air and slashed the back of Lin Wangchuan's head with the Sun Blade in his hand.

This time, there was no iron rod blocking his back.

This time, we must chop off his head like a man-eating ghost!

But just when everything is going to go as he wants.

His feet were suddenly grabbed by something.
To be continued...