My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Following the heavy footsteps, his face trembled, and the ground under his feet also trembled, and the Zen staff in his hand smashed violently, even more imposing. However, the imposing manner belongs to the imposing manner, but there is still no trick at all. When others dance their weapons, they are leak-free, but when he dances with his Zen staff, it is ventilated everywhere.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, the fat monk was slapped away by the palm of the eldest grandson Luo Cang again.

"The wind is tight, scream!" Finally realizing how powerful Changsun Luocang was, the fat monk yelled at the top of his voice.

The cold sweat on the foreheads of Gu Fenghua and the others was already pouring down like a waterfall—as expected, he guessed right, this guy is really a bandit, and he is so proficient at shouting incisions.

After shouting that incision, the fat monk turned around and ran away. In just a few breaths, he ran away without a trace.

"Let's go too!" Ye Wuse said.

"Let's go!" Gu Fenghua pulled Yu Boqian up, and Fatty Bai hugged Ye Wuse by the waist, and they fled towards the depths of Yuquan Mountain.

In fact, when the fat monk appeared just now, they should have taken the opportunity to escape, but at that time the holy energy was almost exhausted, and they couldn't move their feet at all.

The fairy radish grass and the soul jade purple wooden box were on Gu Fenghua's body, how could the eldest grandson Luo Cang let her slip away from under his nose, and chase after him as soon as he moved.

Although Gu Fenghua and the others had tried their best, the difference in strength was too great. How could they compare with Changsun Luocang in speed? After just a few ups and downs, Changsun Luocang chased them three feet away, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, so he directly raised his palm.

Even though this palm hadn't been slapped, Gu Fenghua and the others could already feel the oppressive momentum in it, and it became difficult to breathe.

In desperation, several people could only hold the hilt of the sword again. The gap in strength is so wide, if Changsun Luocang makes the first move, they might not even have the power to parry, so if they take the initiative to make the move, there may still be a chance.

However, before a few people could make a move, there was an ear-piercing scream in midair.

Changsun Luocang was startled suddenly, looked up, and saw a fat monk with a swollen face falling from the sky like a shooting star, before he arrived, the Zen stick that was raised high in his hand was already smashed down heavily.

Don't look at this monk's mediocre sword skills, and even saying so is a compliment, his crazy stick technique is completely disorganized, it's just a random smash, but it can't stand up to other people's strength. The Zen stick was made of star gold, and it weighed a thousand catties, but it was as light as nothing in his hand, and with his own strength, every time he smashed it down, it would have a force of ten thousand catties, how much strength should he have when he makes a volley shot with the force of the fall?

Changsun Luocang had already suffered a lot in his haste to fight earlier, and was almost injured by his staff, so how dare he be careless at this time. He didn't care about Gu Fenghua anymore, he raised his palms high and went up to meet him again.

"Boom", amidst the loud noise, two figures flew out at the same time.

After each flying seven or eight zhang away, the two stopped each other. The figure of Changsun Luocang was clearly blurred, and his aura was also weakened a lot. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. However, he has been fighting with the opponent for a long time, so he has a little understanding. This time, there is no haste in the attack, and the opponent did not take much advantage. Just as the fat monk stabilized his body, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.