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Chapter 55: The Three Great Bandits

On a cool night, a bloody head rolled down the street.

Some people recognize it as Fang Hentian’s head.

A rush to amazement.

A brand new rankings even appeared everywhere in Yangguaizi Town, and Acropolis, as a super dark horse, made it to the top ten, replacing the fifth-ranked little white dragon Yang Chongtian.

The martial arts world is lively and the martial arts world is full of troubles. At this time, Yangguaizi Town had gathered at least half of the martial arts world. It is no exaggeration to say that many hermit masters with terrifying qualifications in the martial arts world have gathered. For similar things, the level of spreading more audiences is still the level of youth. To be more appropriate, warriors below the innate realm are more concerned.

Because of Fang Hentian's identity, this incident has spread to many ears, the so-called innate circle. After all, Fang Hentian had reached the innate realm. Although he was later knocked down to the backward realm by Liu Sandao, as the first person on the earth list, the difference between the difference between twenty years ago and twenty years later, I believe that not many people would think that his martial arts regressed to a situation where his martial arts skills were worse than that of the past, even if he was imprisoned for many years.

Many people in the Demon Sect who entered the town felt their faces were dull. Fang Hentian was still a senior of the Demon Sect. Although the Demon Sect is currently divided and the members of the church are in charge, they can still achieve a certain degree of mutual energy and a loss when it comes to direct battle against the right path.

Therefore, the Acropolis, which has obvious appearance characteristics, has been quite uneasy these days. Someone came to find fault in every few days, and he was too lazy to pay attention to it. But after these guys were pestering each other, the Acropolis had to take action to defeat several young heroes who were ranked in the top 50 on the ground list. The title of the Deer-Secret Acropolis has spread in the circle of the younger generation, and many people vaguely recognized his strength as fifth in the ground list.

Of course, it is more regretful for Fang Hetian. The hero is old, but he didn't expect that he will become a stepping stone for the young man to become famous and upright. However, he can't help but complain.

This is the world of martial arts. Lectures are ruthless, and heroes are helpless.

After being entangled by Monk Bajie all day long, staring at the Acropolis that swept back and forth with an extremely curious look, it finally broke out after enduring the limit. He found a place outside the game with Monk Bajie for a while. He originally had the intention of teaching this guy a lesson. He didn't want to do this, but he realized that he was very wrong.

The monk's hand even forced him to move the deer-cutting knife.

"Vajra Indestructible Divine Art?" Seeing the other party's body emitted a faint golden light, and the whole body was even more intense and inconsistent, the description that Acropolis thought of was the state of the wretched butter monk on the other side at this time - very manly!

That's right, Monk Bajie nodded, but did not end the effort. Seeing the Acropolis slashing, Yingting's face looked solemn and her eyes were full of expectations. He had no intention of underestimating the Acropolis since the first time they met, and he had even had the desire to have a few moves with the Acropolis. His injuries had not healed during that period, and the two happened to encounter the Sanjiang City lockdown and failed to do what they wanted.

A few days ago, Acropolis carried Fang Hentian's head into the town. As an introduction, the thought that Monk Bajie had been suppressing was finally unable to help it.

Monk Bajie ranks seventh on the Earth List!

Age: Twenty-six.

The name of the world: sloppy monk.

Identity background: A contemporary disciple of Shaolin, a second disciple of Master Seven Commandments, Shaolin Temple, who is shoulder to shoulder with the three firsts.

Famous martial arts: Vajra Indestructible Art.

The two had fought for a hundred and ten rounds before. In terms of boxing and foot skills, Aicheng felt that he was not the opponent of Shaolin boxing and leg techniques, which was the birthplace of the world's martial arts, but Monk Bajie did not gain a significant advantage either.

All of them are derived from someone’s shameless combat skills!

Acropolis thought that since they were going to fight, no matter what moves were, they would not count as well. The moves that could produce ruthless moves and defeat opponents were all good moves!

Based on this combat concept, the Acropolis' moves were so vulgar and obscene that Monk Bajie could not bear it anymore and finally used his skills to face him.

The monk suffered a loss.

The Acropolis's strength is the medicinal power of two marrow-cleaning pills. The marrow-cleaning pills are extremely precious in the Wudang Sect, and it is even hard to find in the world. After taking off Song Qingshu's blessing, it was also during some time on Mount Emei to gradually digest the medicinal effects. The Acropolis finally absorbed all the medicinal effects hidden between the tendons and veins and took them for themselves. When using them, I realized that in terms of the depth of the skill, compared with young masters, the Acropolis is no less than that of the young masters. Judging from the effects just now, it is even vaguely better.

After continuing to get a few palms right, Acropolis played a fake move and slapped Monk Bajie's big butt with a wretched palm, forcing him to use this skill. The recoil force from the palm of Acropolis had already made his arms tremble slightly.

The monk smiled at him, took out a pair of steel gloves, and then Acropolis pulled out the deer-cutting knife.

The two stood opposite each other.

"I'm really good at it!" As a young master, the youthful and vigorous spirit and fighting spirit in my heart could be hidden by deliberately cunning cultivation? The two met the opponent, and the more they fought, the more they were happy, and the more they were happy they were, they were really good at it.

"I'm afraid you won't admit it if you lose!" Acropolis was also aroused by this sentence. He had no worries, but he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity when he was drinking with the monk. But now he found that the combat power was also surprised, and he felt a sense of mutual appreciation in his heart.

"Okay, let's take the move," Monk Bajie jumped up lightly like a wild crane, not at all, moving slowly like a person who practices hard skills. His body movements are slow. The fists in his hand are shining with a faint metallic luster, and his full power is only bright and brilliant. The friction between the strong wind and the air even produces a high-frequency and extremely strong penetrating explosion!

"Good come!" Acropolis' body also ejected, and the power of the deer-cutting knife in his hand also flashed green light, and the belt flew, and the two fought together, and the symphony of the fine iron, and the sound of the impact of the force continued to explode.

From a distance, I saw two shadows rising and falling, flying up and down, and the powerful aura wrapped around the two of them, splashing out the energy from time to time into the sand, and sand pits splashed out on the ground.

With a clang sound, the back of the Acropolis hit the waist of Monk Bajie, and even the belly and legs seemed to be hit on steel. Not only was Monk Bajie unscathed, but even the Acropolis also held the tiger's mouth slightly numb. The more this happened, the more heroic spirit emerged in his heart. With a strong knife, he successfully slapped Monk Bajie on the ground. Before it bounced up, Acropolis threw away the deer-cutting knife with one hand and slapped it from top to bottom!

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms suddenly came!

Suddenly, burning, dead, abandoning.

A sudden move that fell from the sky made the Acropolis look red, and it was obvious that the power of this palm should not be underestimated.

Monk Bajie's legs were slightly squinted, and it was like an old tree's roots piercing deeply into the soil. The cotton robe on his body was swelling with the strong wind, and his single palm formed a momentum. His feet suddenly twisted, and his body suddenly rotated, like a gyro stabilizing the axis. When the palm on the acropolis reached the top of his head, the rotation suddenly stopped, and the single palm was straight up against the palm of the acropolis!

"Prajna Palm!"

Three words were loudly protruded from his mouth, and every word was generous and gems, like the rebuke of Thunder God.

Prajna Palm is one of the most domineering and powerful palm techniques among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. Although Monk Bajie did not recognize that the palm technique of Acropolis was the legendary Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, he saw that this set of palm techniques was quite domineering, so he drove out the most domineering Prajna Palm among the palm techniques he practiced to deal with it.

And what is power?

The palms were not really intertwined and attached each other, and the terrifying energy that splashed out between them had already bounced away. Within the two of them, within a radius of two feet, they were all involved in a terrifying force. The sand on the ground was flying desperately, and thunder-like tremor echoed in the ears of the two who had just landed on the ground.

The two of them knew that it was not a life-and-death battle, so they deliberately retained some of their skills, but they did not expect that the movement caused by this power was still quite large. In the two meter radius of the standing position, a large sand pit exploded by the energy appeared!

Slowing down the qi and blood that were stirring in the body, and looking at each other, all of them saw incredible surprise from the other party’s eyes.

......

Ten days left before the volcano eruption of the Red Lotus Conference, Acropolis and a thin man in black met in a restaurant in Yangguaizi Town.

"A woman named Xie Youyou has looked for me," Acropolis said to the man in black.

The man in black, holding the tea bowl, trembled, "What did she say to you?"

"I didn't say anything," Acropolis complained, "I came up and started fighting with me, making a big fuss and saying I wanted to avenge you. I was too lazy to pay attention to her. I have lived with Monk Bajie these days,"

"Don't ignore him for now, well, you can't hurt her," the man in black said inconveniently and lowered his voice. "I came to you to inform you that our helpers have started to act, so you just need to do it now to attract the attention of those guys."

"What?" Acropolis was unhappy and said that he was so big that he mentioned this opinion. "Hey, you just said you asked me to help you attract attention. You also said that someone came to help me clean up those guys who were ignorant and found faults, but I had personally sent more than a dozen guys. What did the people you mentioned help me?"

Acropolis looked reluctant, and black-clothed chuckled, with a weird tone, "Of course, it's to help you block the more terrifying guys,"

The man in black said in a very light tone. With two jokes, Acropolis frowned and repeated in a low voice, "What a more terrifying guy?"

Then Acropolis' eyebrows were almost twitching like the same mouth, but lowered his voice, but he leaned into the ears of the man in black word by word, and said viciously, "How could there be a more terrifying guy? You didn't say that I was only responsible for creating hatred for you to fake death, and never said that there were more powerful guys who wanted to avenge you, at least I had to tell me who our allies were, right?"

Acropolis' expression at this time was like a female body worker who had been turned into a turn and wanted to be admitted and paid the bill. Even his eyes at the man in black had become particularly "gentle".

The man in black noticed that the blue veins on the back of Acropolis' hand, which was pinching the table, surging. As Acropolis' tone was intense, he trembled twice. Seeing Acropolis's very depressed gaze, he nodded and coughed, and gently spit out three words from his mouth.

"Three major bandits!"
Chapter completed!
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