When I heard this, I knew that it must be Brother Gu and the others fighting with the group of Japanese devils.

So, the few of us accelerated and ran towards them.

Soon, we saw that in the woods ahead, a group of people wearing evil ghost masks had surrounded Brother Gu and the others.

Six or seven Japanese corpses were lying on the ground, two of which died in pieces. They must have been killed by Xiaopang's eight-sided purple gold hammer.

I vaguely saw Uncle Huzi, surrounded by the four of them.

Yuankong had blood stains on his body, and Brother Gu's face was pale. He threw the sword box with his stern far away. Nine swords were hovering around him, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Then, I also saw the Japanese monk standing not far from them.

"You Chinese are so untrustworthy. He has agreed to come alone and brought so many masters, especially the one named Wu Jie is really hateful, but it doesn't matter. Wu Jie is probably dead for a long time now, and you guys are the next one!" said the Japanese monk gloomy.

Hearing him say this, Brother Gu and Jilang were both shocked.

"Old bald donkey, you dare to kill my brother, I will kill you with one hammer!" Xiaopang believed it and was about to rush out with his two hammers.

At this time, Yuankong grabbed Xiaopang: "Brother Fat, don't be impulsive, Angkor is not dead."

"How do you know?" Xiaopang stared at Yuankong with big eyes.

"The little monk naturally knows that Kasan and the others are alive," Yuankong clasped his hands together and said solemnly.

Hearing Kasan say this, Brother Gu and Jilang both relaxed.

Everyone knows that Yuankong has a wise eye and cannot hide the situation around him. This kid may already know that we are nearby.

"Kill them too!" The Japanese monk, more than 30 Japanese men wearing ghost masks, culled at them together.

At this time, Kasan, who was squatting beside me, suddenly whispered: "There are still many Japanese ninjas covering me here, I'll deal with them later."

"Wu Laoliu, let's go and sneak attack the Japanese monk." The sloppy Taoist patted my shoulder.

I nodded, held the Evil Sword in my hand tightly, and prepared to rush over at any time.

Over there, more than 30 guys wearing evil ghost masks have culled over.

Chi Lang suddenly shouted angrily and used his ultimate move.

With the silver-white magic sword in his hand, the eight swords above his head suddenly made a crisp sound and began to split quickly.

The sword energy is scattered and murderous intent is everywhere.

This is Chilang's most powerful move. Nine swords can be split into eighty-one sword energy. When used, it is really beautiful and powerful. The guys wearing evil ghost masks who just approached retreated after feeling this terrifying killing move.

Some of them were unable to dodge and were immediately ruthlessly killed by the sword energy running around, and many transparent holes were poked out of their bodies.

Turning his head, Chilang saw the Japanese monk not far away again.

He also knew that the leader of this group of Japanese devils would be fine if he could kill him.

Then, Ji Lang waved the silver-white magic sword in his hand, and immediately buzzed the eighty-one sword energy, and crushed the Japanese monk again.

Although the Japanese monk was stabbed by Kasan before, he did not stab him in the vital points, and the blood on his shoulder was clearly visible.

But in the face of such a terrifying killing move by Ji Lang, the Japanese monk was not afraid at all.

When the eighty-one sword energy eyes were about to fall on him, the monk took out his magic weapon, which was a dark Zen staff.

On the Zen Staff, under the blessing of the Japanese monk's spiritual power, the black air steeped in and was suddenly thrown away by him.

But when the Zen stick made a whistle sound, it swayed and crashed into the terrifying sword energy, there were continuous "ding-ding-dang" sounds in my ears.

In just a moment, all the sword energy separated from the magic swords of Jilang dissipated. Except for the magic sword in Jilang's hand, the rest of the sword fell to the ground.

Chilang seemed to have been severely injured, and his body staggered back a few steps, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

He probably didn't expect that such a powerful killing move would be resolved so easily by the Japanese monk.

"With such a little trick, I want to come and save people. As long as we are the first-rate Jiuju who wants to kill, no one can survive!" The Japanese monk said gloomyly, and walked straight towards Jilang and the others.

I was obviously a little panicked when I saw Chi Lang. Facing such a powerful master, the gap in strength was huge, and I really felt pale and powerless.

"Amitabha, although you are a Buddhist disciple, you have a great murder. The little monk advises you to put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately..." Yuankong suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of them, clasped his hands together, looking like he was compassionate.

"The Buddha you practice is different from the Buddha I practice. Those who block my way will die!" The Japanese monk said coldly, and suddenly slapped Yuankong with a palm.

Yuankong looked up and also slapped the Japanese monk.

A golden Buddha handprint appeared out of thin air and hit the palm wind that the Japanese monk shot.

But it is obvious that Yuankong is not his opponent. The Buddha's handprint instantly turned into a bubble, and a palm wind instantly landed on Yuankong's body, shaking his body, and retreating several steps backwards, and being supported by Brother Gu behind him.

Yuankong's face was pale, but soon stood up again, walked forward, and resolutely blocked everyone.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!" The Japanese monk was furious and then slapped two palms in the direction of Yuankong.

At this moment, the sloppy Taoist priest and I couldn't help it and planned to rush over to help.

As soon as we got together, we suddenly found that Kasan was missing.

When I turned around, I saw Kasan had arrived behind the Japanese monk and stabbed him in the back of his heart with a sword.

Kasan's attack was very tricky. As soon as the Japanese monk slapped out two palms, he didn't even take back his hand. Kasan's sword stabbed over.

However, that guy's reaction was absolutely first-class. At the critical moment, he still flashed to the side.

Even so, a bloody hole was cut by Kasan on his back.
Chapter completed!