The battle between Wang Dachun and Monk Yun Deng was a bit hard. The monk's skills were too hard, as hard as an iron plate.
No matter who fights against such a master, it will be more difficult, and whoever becomes an enemy of the ascetic monks will definitely not end well, because these people only have martial arts in their eyes, and nothing else. Their will is also extremely firm, and their hearts are as solid as a rock. Monk Yun Deng only practices one kind of kung fu in his life, unlike Wang Dachun, who is mixed but not good. Such people are often very scary.
However, there are advantages to learning miscellaneous things. Just like Wang Dachun, one kind cannot be replaced by another, there is always one that can be put to use. When encountering martial arts that are too hard, using Tai Chi to overcome hardness with softness will never go wrong. Wang Dachun seemed to have fallen into a disadvantage, like a candle in the wind that would be extinguished at any time, but he could stand still like a roly-poly.
"Could this be Chinese Tai Chi?" Monk Yun Deng frowned. He had never seen this kind of Kung Fu before. It was as soft as cotton candy, and no matter how hard you hit it, it felt like cotton.
Wang Dachun nodded, "Yes, the world's martial arts originated in China, and your fingering technique should also come from our unique Shaolin skills."
Monk Yun Deng snorted and stopped talking. He increased the strength of his hands and attacked more violently.
What Wang Dachun didn't know was that a large number of police and special forces were surrounding him at this moment. The affairs of the Dechai family were eventually exposed. Many relatives of the Dechai family worked in government departments, and the Dechai Khan family was arrested. The death caused a huge sensation in Siam. They tracked Wang Dachun's whereabouts and immediately sent heavy troops to hunt him down.
call!
Suddenly the wind picked up, and the wild grass on the grassland swayed with the wind. The animals seemed to be aware of the danger, and they roared lowly one by one. Yun Zhu's pretty face changed. She had already understood through the language of the animals that danger was approaching.
"Brother, there are pursuers coming!"
Wang Dachun was also vaguely aware of the uneasiness, and immediately roared, "Monk Yun Deng, how about this ending our competition today?"
Monk Yun Deng snorted, "It's not a competition, I want to seek justice for my junior brother."
"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me." Wang Dachun said, once again condensing his mental power into a drill and strangulating towards Monk Yun Deng's soul.
Monk Yun Deng snorted, his soul shook, and almost collapsed. Then he snorted and pointed at the drill bit, which immediately collapsed. This guy's soul power was actually stronger than Wang Dachun.
Wang Dachun's expression changed. He didn't expect this person to be so difficult to deal with. He took out the Guan Gong sword and slashed at Monk Yun Deng. He could even see many car lampposts shining in the distance.
At the same time, the vines on Yun Zhu's body were wrapped around Monk Yun Deng. Monk Yun Deng was quite powerful. With a little luck, he broke all the vines on his body. At the same time, he actually stretched out his fingers to shake Wang Dachun's penis. Guan Gong's sword, his fingers have completely turned into gold at this moment, emitting golden light in the dark night.
There was a sound of sparks flying, but his fingers were not cut off by Guan Gong's sword. Wang Dachun was shocked. What kind of fingers were these that could actually withstand the edge of his sword.
Although his fingers were not cut off this time, Monk Yun Deng did not feel very comfortable. The light on his fingers flickered on and off, and was about to go out. The reason why he was able to strike the edge of Guan Gong's sword was because of this layer of golden light.
brush!
Wang Dachun slashed with his broadsword again. He had already seen that Monk Yun Deng's diamond finger could not hold up for a few more blows. At this time, Yun Zhu also changed his strategy. Her rattan was like a spiritual snake hole piercing Monk Yun Deng's throat and heart. , eyes, throat and other parts.
Monk Yun Deng's expression changed, feeling threatened as never before.
At this moment, Wang Dachun could already hear the roar of car lights, approaching quickly, and there were a lot of them. He couldn't help but feel anxious, but this Yun Deng monk was extremely annoying, clinging to him like a dog-skin plaster. .
At this moment, three or four police cars and five or six military vehicles drove over. The leader was a military pickup truck with a heavy machine gun on the roof. There was a middle-aged man sitting in the car. His face looked very similar to Dechai's. Almost, this is Dechai Dajiang, the younger brother of Dechai Khan. He is the leader of a local armed force. When he learned that his brother's family had been exterminated, he was extremely angry and immediately led a small force to catch up. He believed that with the armed forces on his side, he could easily strangle the enemy.
Although it was night, Dechai Dajiang was holding a night vision infrared telescope in his hand. He had already seen Wang Dachun's parked car from a distance. It was his brother's car. He didn't expect that the murderer would drive here. The murderer was too He was so arrogant. He killed someone and then drove away with such arrogance. It was simply unreasonable!
Wang Dachun had also noticed that many people were approaching at this moment, because the tortoise shell in his pocket had begun to get hot, which was a sign of extreme danger.
"Zihan, get to the car quickly."
"Oh!" Wang Zihan also felt something was wrong, because she felt very depressed in her heart, as if a storm was coming, and she also saw the car lights and heard the sound of the motor.
Wang Dachun poured the true energy in his body into Guan Gong's broadsword for free. The blade immediately turned red, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring.
Monk Yun Deng's expression changed, and he felt an uneasy feeling in his heart.
brush! Wang Dachun slashed with his sword, and suddenly a bright sword light struck towards Monk Yun Deng.
Monk Yun Deng's expression changed drastically and he only had time to turn aside. Although his body hid, he did not completely dodge. The sword light brushed against his arm and swept past him. Then his arm disappeared, and a wave of When the severe pain came, Monk Yun Deng didn't even frown. He tapped the hemostasis point on the broken arm several times, then picked up the broken arm and turned around and ran away. He knew that if he stayed here any longer, more than one of his limbs would be broken. arm.
"Let's go!" Wang Dachun and Yun Zhu looked at each other and immediately got into the car. Wang Dachun had already checked. They only need to walk a few more miles to reach the border between Siam and Myanmar. When the time comes, they will lurk there. , the people of Siam have nothing to do with them.
At this moment, more than a dozen beams of light came over, illuminating the place as bright as day. Monk Yun Deng was immediately exposed to the light and couldn't even open his eyes. He quickly waved his half-cut arm to signal everyone to help him. , as long as he is sent to the hospital in time, his arm can still be reattached.
"Sir, there is a monk."
When Decai Dajiang saw Monk Yun Deng covered in blood, he couldn't help but snorted, "Anyone who comes here sneaking around at night must not be a good person. Shoot him!"
