The paper man's offensive was too fierce, far beyond the expectations of the bald monk.

Just now, Ding Xing's spiritual thoughts radiated over, and was sensed by the bald monk at the first time. He immediately distracted and looked back, and instantly captured Ding Xing's position.

He rashly bullied into the battlefield without any concealment, which shows that Ding Xing not only has poor cultivation and insufficient combat experience.

'This son's method is low and he can easily deal with it!" While looking at him, the bald monk made a general judgment on Ding Xing's ability.

But when the paper man attacked, he grabbed the Buddhist beads with one move, which made the bald monk realize that he had seriously underestimated Ding Xing.

The paper man only had one right arm, but he was extremely brave. After crushing the Buddhist beads, he continued to power. He took one step to bully himself, clamped his palm into a fist, and hit the bald monk's chest.

With a close distance, the bald monk could not avoid it, otherwise the empty door would be wide open on his back and would be pressed and hit by the paper man.

He was calm and suddenly raised his hand to scoop up, grabbed the copper mace in the void, took it back from Meng Xiaotang and the girl in yellow, flew away in front of him, and he firmly held the handle of the mace.

He took a deep breath, mobilized all the magic power in his body, quickly moved it to his palm, and then poured it into the copper mace.

The originally dark yellow mace body shone brightly in an instant.

At this moment, the bald monk was holding a narrow candle that was lit in his hand.

The candle was raised high by him, aimed at the paper man close to him and smashed him down on his head.

boom!

A mace hits the paper man's heavenly spiritual cover.

The bald monk thought that even if this blow could not smash the paper man into pieces, he would at least knock it out and shake it away.

But what panicked the bald monk was that when he went down the mace, he didn't even smash out a shallow depression. Instead, because he exerted too much force, he was poured back by the recoil force of the paper man's head, shattering the mace in one fell swoop.

Kick!

The bald monk could clearly see the fine lines cracked on the mace body. It was too dense and it collapsed directly, shattered into his palm, pricking his palms into blood.

But he didn't have time to experience the pain.

When the mace was broken, the paper man had already arrived in front of him, almost facing him, hitting his right arm horizontally, smashing his heart protection mirror with one punch, and piercing through his chest.

The killing disaster had arrived, and his face was filled with horror and confusion.

When the paper man pulled out his right arm from his chest, he silently leaned on the ground, his vitality disappeared, and he died with his eyes closed.

Ding Xingyuan looked at this scene and was also surprised.

In the market, Ding Xing verified the power of the "Paper Soldier under the Moon" many times, but he had never fought in practice. He was inevitably worried about gains and losses, thinking that he had lost money by buying.

This time, the bald monk's combat performance was so powerful that the paper man showed, and he almost instantly killed a master at the peak of the mid-stage Qi training. Ding Xing felt relieved after this.

This paper soldier bought is really worth it.

But Ding Xing was not happy yet, because the war was not over.

The bald monk had just fallen to the ground and died, and the "Finger Rou" on Ding Xing's thumb suddenly flashed with a demonic light.

"Huh? There is still an ambush!"

Ding Xing raised his arm and pointed: "Go and find him!"

Another monk lurked in the woods. He probably used some kind of invisibility spell to hide it from Ding Xing's ears and ears. However, after the bald man died, the monk seemed to be afraid and prepared to escape. In panic, the aura dissipated, and the noise was loud. The little golden snake sensed it, and he warned Ding Xing in time that there was a "prey" moving nearby.

The hillside where Ding Xing was located was only twenty or thirty feet away from the woods. After the little golden snake went down the mountain, it turned into a few feet long golden wire, tangling around something in the air.

"Brother, please spare me!"

This was the voice of a woman. She was wrapped in an invisible cloak with gold wire wrapped around her tula. Her true form was exposed. She probably was afraid that the paper man would come to beat her, so she simply lifted her hood, showed her appearance, and begged for mercy: "Brother, have you forgotten your little sister? We have seen it in the market! This matter has nothing to do with the little sister. It was all about Lu Tuzi who wanted to rob the family and threaten her to accompany her. If she dared not to obey, the little sister must die and she would not help herself!"

She looked at Meng Xiaotang not far away, and then at Ding Xing on the hillside. Anyway, she called him "Brother". She was a little sweeter, so it was not a mistake.

Meng Xiaotang and the girl in yellow shirt met her and moved to the side.

"Bah!" The girl in yellow dress spitted on her, "I'm still lying when I die! At the market, you pretended to buy my Dingyan Dan, but in fact you were asking about my family's background. That bald man was clearly the same group as you!"

"It's not a group, how could it be a group? I'm a good daughter!" The woman in the cloak cried bitterly: "It's all women, why bother women! I was kidnapped by a group of wild cultivators since I was ten years old and bullied me all day long. Anyway, my life is worse than death. If you don't believe me, you can kill me with one knife!"

When she saw the girl in yellow-clothed touching her magic weapon on her cuff, she was afraid that she would really use a knife, so she hurriedly said, "I killed you just now. Did I take any harm to you? I have been hiding beside me and did not harm you. If you kill me, it is not tolerated by nature!"

Anyway, Lu Tuzi is dead, and no one can verify whatever she says.

She hid in the dark, but in fact she was a surprise weapon.

The one who is guarding against is a passing monk like Ding Xing who accidentally enters the battlefield.

If Ding Xing's paper man was a little worse and could not beat Lu Tuzi in two moves, she would quietly climb up the hillside and sneak attack Ding Xing.

However, this pair of experienced senior robbers had no choice but to calculate that Ding Xing had such a powerful method. He killed Lu Tuzi with his hands, which made the female cultivator with a cloak who had no time to take action, but was scared to death.

She thought Ding Xing was so powerful that she could definitely detect her hiding spell, so she ran away first, but after she escaped, she was exposed and was pulled out by the little golden snake.

At this time, she had become a prisoner. How should she deal with her? Meng Xiaotang shouted to the hillside: "Senior, thank you for your life-saving kindness. You captured this woman. Please take her away to deal with it?"

Ding Xing said, "I don't have time to pay attention to her! She is trying to make money and kill your life, so she should leave it to you!"

While speaking, Ding Xing casts a spell to recall the paper man, retracts his palm, and takes it to the treasure sleeve.

He put his fingers on his lips and whistled.

The little golden snake bit the woman in the cloak first, and then ran back to find Ding Xing.

Seeing the little golden snake leaving, the woman in yellow dress was quick-witted and fast-witted. She first tied the woman in the cloak with a whip, then took away Chu Baoxiu, and then slapped her out with her palm.

Then he looked up at the hillside with gratitude. At the market, Ding Xing once looked at Meng Xiaotang at the stall. At that time, the girl in yellow shirt thought Ding Xing was an evil cultivator, but she unexpectedly became her life-saving benefactor at the moment when her life was at stake.

She secretly asked Meng Xiaotang: "Brother Xiaotang, who is this senior?"

Meng Xiaotang shook his head and was about to ask Ding Xing for questions, but he saw Ding Xing jumping down the hillside and heading towards the north.

When Ding Xing's back was about to disappear, he suddenly turned his hand and threw something out, turning into a line of fire and flew to Meng Xiaotang.

Meng Xiaotang raised his arm and grabbed the object steadily in his palm. When he spread it out, he found that it turned out to be a firewood orange.

"Orange?" The girl in yellow shirt turned her head and felt inexplicably: "Brother Xiaotang, what do you mean by giving you an orange?"

Meng Xiaotang did not respond to her, and rushed up the hillside in one step. He looked at the direction where Ding Xing was going away and shouted fiercely: "Ah Xing! Ah Xing!"

Ding Xing listened to the familiar voices of his friends in his ears, and couldn't help but recall the happy time of playing in childhood.

He smiled slightly, but did not respond to Meng Xiaotang.

A boy, one day, will grow into a man.
Chapter completed!