"Brother Zhou, you should know why I came to you." In a courtyard, a middle-aged man in short slap gently blows the tea in his hand and looks at the old monk opposite him.

"It should be the death of Yin and the Death Sword this morning." The old monk touched his white beard and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and nodded: "Yes, they are dead. I went there this morning. The dark face was cut off and the rebirth sword was wiped off the neck. They were all fatal. The perpetrator was extremely fierce."

"Did you see any way?" the old monk frowned slightly.

Hearing the old monk's questioning, the middle-aged man pondered for a while, hesitated and said: "I used a sword, and his sword technique was ruthless and tricky, but it was a bit like a sword of rebirth."

"Sword of Rebirth? Didn't he be killed this morning?" The old monk frowned deeper and deeper when he heard this.

"Swish..." A sneer suddenly appeared in the room.

"Who?!" Hearing this sneer, the old monk and the middle-aged man immediately stood up and looked around.

However, under their observation, nothing was discovered.

And opposite them, a man in yamen runner's uniform covered his mouth and wandered between the two with his blood-filled eyes.

These two people are the soul bodies that the City God calls for, and if they are scared away by themselves, it will be troublesome.

"No one." The middle-aged man glanced around and shook his head and said, "It should be a sound coming from nearby. We have done some big problems."

"This place is a bit weird, let's change the place." The old monk had a bad premonition in his heart, and just wanted to leave this place immediately.

"If you don't wait a moment, the raccoon cat hasn't arrived yet." The middle-aged man said hesitantly.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the old monk frowned deeper and deeper: "How could the raccoon cat come so late? She was the most punctual in the past."

Then he seemed to think of something, his face changed and he said sternly: "Go, hurry up!"

However, before the middle-aged man could react, a sound of footsteps suddenly appeared outside the door.

"Do!Do!Do!" A knock on the door came into the ears of the two of them.

Hearing the knock on the door, the middle-aged man and the old monk suddenly changed their expression.

This is their resting place. They told the people here before that there is no need to disturb themselves and others.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and they couldn't help but think too much.

"Is it possible that the raccoon cat is here?" the middle-aged man asked the old monk hesitantly.

When the old monk heard this, he shook his head, made a ban gesture with his hands, and stared at the door tightly.

"There are two seniors, Iron Claw Buddha and Ronin?" A man's voice came into the room.

Hearing this voice, the two of them looked increasingly ugly. This man was obviously not a smiling cat, because the smiling cat was a woman, but the person who called was a man.

At this time, the old monk moved his footsteps and slowly approached the door.

His steps were extremely light and he didn't make any sound. He obviously used some special force technique.

When he arrived at the door, his eyes turned cold. He looked at a shadow on the door. His hands suddenly made a sound of breaking through the air, poking the shadow's heart and throat like a steel cone.

"Crack!" The door was easily pierced, but the old monk's face became extremely ugly because he poked it blankly.

Then his hands suddenly retracted and shrank into his sleeves.

"Jiga..." The door was slowly opened, and Li Si looked at the two inside and smiled: "Iron Claw Buddha, good kung fu!"

"You are not bad at evading." The old monk looked at the strong man in front of him, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man also walked up at this time and looked at Li Si coldly.

"I am just an unknown person." Li Si said with a smile.

What he said was not wrong, because after today, he would not use this skin, so he could naturally be regarded as an unknown person.

Hearing his words, the middle-aged man and the old monk all showed a sneer on their faces.

"You killed the nameless man, the sword of rebirth and the man in the dark face, so how could you be the nameless man?" The middle-aged man smiled coldly, took off his shoes, revealing a pair of distinct muscles and bones.

"You said they were indeed killed by me." Li Si nodded.

Hearing him say this, the old monk on the side looked at him coldly: "Where is that smiling crocodile cat? Have you also killed it?"

"Yes, I killed her before I came here."

"Hehe, what a cruel little beast." The middle-aged man smiled, but his murderous intent became more and more intense.

Hearing his words, Li Si was a little surprised and asked, "Didn't you come here just to kill people, so what's wrong with me killing you?"

"The people we kill are all people we should kill. We came here to kill someone who insults the sword immortal. Such righteous deeds are not comparable to those of you who kill indiscriminately." The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

Li Si was a little surprised and then sneered: "If you kill someone, kill someone. Why do you want to use so many names? If you don't say anything, let's do it."

After saying that, he posed for a start.

He did not use a long sword this time. After all, his main purpose was not to kill people, but to hone his martial arts skills.

"What a crazy boy!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly. This man used a long sword to kill people before, but now he has empty hands, obviously not taking them seriously.

Then, his feet moved, turned into afterimages, and kicked Li Si in the face.

Li Si raised her eyebrows and was about to avoid the kicking legs. At this moment, a pair of old palms suddenly buckled from above and buckled towards Li Si's head.

This was the old monk taking this opportunity to join forces with the middle-aged man to attack.

Being attacked by joint forces, Li Si turned his body, grabbed the old monk's hand and pulled it, and turned his body towards the old monk, causing the middle-aged man's foot to fall into the empty space.

At the same time, Li Si elbowed the old monk's heart.

The old monk was also responsive and directly blocked his other hand when Li Si came.

However, he underestimated the power of this attack and was directly knocked away by Li Si. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing his white beard red.

At this moment, the middle-aged man failed to hit the blow and turned his body in the air. When Li Si knocked the old monk away, he kicked Li Si's chest with his other foot.

Because the middle-aged man's offensive was too fast, Li Si had no time to react for a while and was kicked and immediately took several steps back.

"Not bad." Li Si touched her chest that was a little painful and laughed.

This was the first time he was hit since he fought with these masters, which made him feel a little excited.

Immediately, Li Si was like a middle-aged man, rubbed her feet, took off her shoes and socks, and stepped on the ground barefoot.

"Do you want to compete with me with your legs?" The middle-aged man saw Li Si like him, his eyes narrowed and showed a fierce look.

"Try it." Li Si sported a starting position and then kicked it out with a kick, which was a little faster than the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man saw the offensive he kicked, his face changed and his steps retreated suddenly.

Li Si was in power and refused to forgive him. He swept his legs like a knife toward the middle-aged man's legs.

"Bastard!" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, and his feet were slammed into a tiles on the floor, and his knees hit Li Si's jaw.

He weakened Li Si's attack at this moment. After all, Li Si's kick was all about his strength, not his thighs.

Obviously, Li Si's previous attack had been resolved by him.

Seeing the middle-aged man hitting his knee, Li Si's body suddenly fell, and his legs were like scissors, clamping one of the middle-aged man's legs.

Then his body turned in the opposite direction of the middle-aged man's joints, and with a "click" sound, the middle-aged man's legs showed a strange twist.

"Ah!!!" A scream came from the middle-aged man's mouth and fell to the ground.

After doing these things, Li Si pulled out her legs, stood up, patted the dust on her body, and said lightly: "I won."

Then he walked to the middle-aged man and kicked him out. The middle-aged man's face sounded another "click" and his scream stopped immediately.

This middle-aged man is bleeding from his seven orifices and is already dead.

"It's your turn." Li Si turned around and looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Amitabha, donor, why bother?" The old monk looked at the middle-aged man's body, and his eyes showed a sad expression of a rabbit dead fox.

When Li Si heard the old monk's words, he didn't say anything, but just made a starting move again.

"Oh, I asked myself that it was not the donor's opponent. Why would the donor be kind and let me leave?" The old monk clasped his hands together, and his eyes showed a pleading look.

"No." Li Si said in a plain tone.

I want to kill him, but now I can't beat him and leave, so how can I do that?

"Amitabha, I know that my martial arts skills are not as good as those of the donor, so I just sit there and turn them into pieces. Why do you need the donor to get dirty? I just hope that the donor will do less murderous crimes in the future." The old monk sighed, recited the Buddha's name high, and then lowered his hands.

Then the breath was cut off, his head was drooping, and there was no sound.

Seeing this, Li Si was a little shocked.

But he immediately showed a sneer again, walked forward, kicked the old monk in the forehead, and blood splattered.

Then Li Si felt a new soul and smiled.

The old monk actually wanted to escape by using the method of fake death, but he never thought that he could easily tell whether he was a real death or a fake death.

This is just that eating chicken will not make a fortune. The old monk didn't even fight with Li Si, and he was easily killed by Li Si.

At this moment, the little ghost wearing a yamen runner laughed, walked to the middle-aged man and the old monk, and took out his soul.

Then he looked at the soul in his hand, smiled, and looked at Li Si with satisfaction.

Then the little devil put two screaming souls into the soul bag and prepared to leave.
Chapter completed!