The movement at night finally caused the monks to react. As a burst of noisy sounds rang out, oil lamps lit up through the papered windows.

After a while, the door of the house opened, and the monks in clothes came out to observe the situation, and immediately discovered the two people fighting in the courtyard. Some monks observed the two people's dressing, and immediately understood something, and after saying hello, they stepped forward and went up to assist Yuan Lang.

Subdue your opponent.

"Don't come over!" Yuan Lang glanced at it and shouted loudly: "I can do it!"

The monks stopped when they heard this. One of the monks hesitated a little, looked at the young monk aside and asked: "Brother, we..."

The young monk was none other than Jing Neng. Seeing that Yuan Lang had no disadvantage in the fight with the man in black, he glanced around the courtyard warily. After lowering his eyes and thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and said: "Since Donor Yuan is interested, don't bother him for the time being."

Okay, just make sure the man in black doesn’t get away."

"Understood." The monk nodded, walked aside, whispered a few words to the other brothers, and then dispersed in twos and threes, but vaguely sealed the courtyard.

"Jing Neng." At this moment, the old abbot walked out of the house and shouted to this side.

"Master." Jing Neng hurriedly ran to the old abbot, got close and looked at his whole body, and asked: "Master, how are you?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." The old abbot waved his hand, came closer and said: "For some reason, the other party came to me. Except for the one in front of me, the one in the room has been subdued by Donor Mo, but Donor Mo is worried that the enemy will not stop there.

So let me come out to gather people and wait for the change."

"Master, Donor Mo's worries are also my worries, so I just secretly told you to be vigilant." Jing Neng nodded.

Just as Jing Neng finished speaking, there was a sudden exclamation from the other side of the battle. Hearing a few thunderbolts piercing the air, Yuan Lang endured two punches and one kick from his opponent, and immediately distanced himself.

"Ahem!!" Yuan Lang stopped stumbling, coughed twice on the fist mark on his chest, raised his hand to wipe it, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, which made him widen his eyes in shock.

His family knows his own affairs, and he has been practicing unknown internal skills for much longer than Li Kai. Although his qualifications are not as good as the latter's, he has been practicing hard since he was taught by Ye Piao, and he has not dared to slack off to this day.

The result of such efforts is that his internal strength has penetrated the Zhoutian Acupoints, achieving the effect of protecting the body. Not to mention ordinary fists and feet, even ordinary swords, it is difficult to really hurt him if he is on guard.

However, he was like this, but he was injured by two punches and one kick from this weird opponent. This was really surprising, and at the same time, it also showed the danger of the opponent.

But this is not the time to take this into consideration.

Those few cold shots that forced him to dodge even though he was punched and kicked proved that Li Kai's guess was correct. In addition to the two enemies who showed their weaknesses, there were others hiding in the dark.

But that’s it.

"The gunfire came from over there!" He turned around and pointed.

"Where? Over there?" Although the monks were alert, the way the enemy was exposed was to shoot rather than show up, which inevitably caused some confusion for a while.

However, Yuan Lang’s warning was not directed at them.

Just when he pointed out the location of the cold-blooded enemy, Ye Piao and Guan Ying, who were also in the dark, took action. The two moved very quickly. Just as the monks had calmed down under the command of Jing Neng, they let out a wailing sound.

As several gunshots rang out, what burst into everyone's sight was the source of the wailing.

I saw a man dressed in black being lifted up from the roof. His limbs grabbed the air and flew into the air. He drew a not very graceful arc and fell heavily to the ground.

The bright red spear in Ye Piao's hand whizzed away and she put it on her shoulder casually, stepped on the ridge of the roof, and said with a chuckle: "Control him."

Jing Neng raised his head and looked at this heroic woman with surprise. Hearing the sound, he waved subconsciously and said to the junior brothers beside him: "Go up and grab it... uh, when?"

The black scarf on her face was pulled off, revealing the player who was washing, cutting, and blowing. The girl holding the dragon crystal short blade in her back hand appeared in Jing Neng's eyes as if she were leaning out from the shadow on the ground. The short blade in her hand was slender.

The thin blade is now quietly attached to the player's neck. With that subtle distance, whether it is the player lying on the ground or her, if anyone makes a slight move, there will immediately be a large amount of bright red.

Liquid gushes out.

And as if she felt being watched, the girl raised her head, and her ethereal eyes followed the feeling and looked at the monk headed by Jing Neng. She blinked and looked a little innocent.

Well, it would be more vivid if the cheeks were not bulging and they were quivering rhythmically.

Guan Ying ignored the young monk whose mouth was twitching slightly, or she had never been the kind of person who cared about other people's opinions. She glanced at the monks who were trying to move forward but stopped, and she put away the short dragon crystal blade.

He raised his toes, grabbed a retro-style bolt-action rifle and put it on his shoulder. He raised his chin to signal, then turned around and ran to watch the excitement - Yuan Lang and the masked man could guess that he was washing, cutting and blow-drying.

The men in black started fighting again.

The Shaolin disciples looked at each other and then turned to look at the young monk.

Jing Neng suppressed the twitching corners of his mouth, glared and shouted: "What are you looking at? Tie me up."

Several monks quickly moved into action and tied up the player with hemp rope.

At the same time, the man in black who was fighting Yuan Lang changed his seals and fist styles again. Instead of being elegant and sharp like a crane, he turned into a vicious and cunning snake. Yuan Lang couldn't adapt to it for a while, and was forced to fight again and again.

He retreated, suffering a small loss in the process, but he seemed to have gradually understood the opponent's approach, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the internal power in his body was ready to go, just waiting to catch the opponent's flaw!

It is not easy to wait for the flaws of the man in black, or to be more precise, any system that exists must, to some extent, exploit its strengths and avoid its weaknesses. Even if there are flaws, they must be relative and must be deeply hidden.

It won’t be exposed easily.

Therefore, Yuan Lang made great efforts for this.

After a little adaptation, he changed his tactics, from retreating to taking the initiative to attack. He would accept the attacks that he could receive and try to counterattack at the same time. He would forcefully accept the attacks that he could not, just to protect his vital points to the greatest extent.

As a result, he soon became covered with bruises.

The man in black shows no mercy and doesn't even care about the situation he is trapped in. It seems that Yuan Lang is the only opponent left in his eyes.

This situation made the onlookers feel unbearable. Guan Ying quietly slipped out a gem-like dragon crystal short blade from his sleeve, but Ye Piao came to the side and held his shoulder. Then he shook his head gently as the two looked at each other.

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The monks were also stopped by Ye Piao's look back, but they didn't understand why Ye Piao didn't go to rescue his companions when they saw they were injured. And just when someone among them finally couldn't help but stepped forward to help, a voice suddenly came.

Come on, make them stop.

"He is enjoying it, wouldn't you be doing a disservice by going up there?"

The speaker came out of the house, dragging something with his right hand. The monks took a closer look, and through the candlelight from the windows of the surrounding houses, they saw clearly that it was a man dressed in black for a night walk but with his hair tied up.

People who make it colorful and ostentatious.

"See?" Li Kai let go of his hand, exhaled, and raised his hand to greet: "Then come and help. Well, we've tied them up. We'll put the three of them together and sit in a row later."

After saying this, he ignored these monks and just stood still in the courtyard. He raised his head and glanced around, and suddenly shouted: "What does it mean to hide your head and show your tail? Your people have already exposed all the relevant information..."
Chapter completed!