Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu had just struck with a five-thunder palm, hitting the balcony on the second floor and shattering the entire French window of the house.

This made his heart tighten, and then he heard Tai Wannian's cry of pain on the other side, which shocked him even more.

But before he could recover, the fat monk pounced on him again, holding the demon-conquering pestle in his hand directly at his body.

Fortunately, Zhang Yu reacted quickly and hurriedly rolled on the spot to avoid the demonic pestle. But although the big monk was fat, his body was very flexible. Zhang Yu rolled on the spot, his footsteps moved with him, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand continued to hit Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu could only roll over again. The fat monk swung the magic pestle and just chased and smashed it several times. Zhang Yu heard another scream from the other side.

Although he couldn't see the situation over there with Leng Lingxue and the others, Zhang Yu could fully realize that the situation must be very bad. Although Wu Nannan couldn't last a round in his hands, that was because Zhang Yu's strength was there, and it would be different if it were someone else.

In desperation, Zhang Yu didn't care about hurting innocent people. He hurriedly took out the five-color runes and then hit the fat monk.

"boom!"

This time, the distance between the two sides is relatively close, and the Five Thunder Palm spell has a drawback, that is, every time it is used, five-color runes will appear on the palm, and there will also be five-color lights. In this way, the opponent will be aware of it.

As expected, when the fat monk saw Zhang Yu offering five-color runes, he was already on guard. When the five-color runes' palm print hit him, he did not dodge this time. In fact, he was too close to avoid it. He directly lifted the Demon Subduing Pestle and faced Zhang Yu's rune palm print.

With a "bang" sound, the rune palm print hit the demon-conquering pestle heavily, making the fat monk's hands tremble.

But the great monk was really fierce. He then raised the demon-subduing pestle and wanted to greet Zhang Yu again. At this moment, a ray of golden light happened to shine on the great monk's body, causing the great monk's body to stagnate.

That's right, this is Zhang Yu's soul mirror.

The Soul Mirror is Zhang Yu's special magic weapon. Although it has no active lethality, it is definitely the most powerful auxiliary magic weapon. Zhang Yu was able to survive many disasters and turn danger into safety, all because of it.

As soon as the soul mirror shone on the fat monk, Zhang Yu's left hand shook again, "Swiss, swish, swish..."

The light of the sword flickered, and the Seven-Star Saber turned into seven rays of silver light and shot towards the fat monk.

"ah……"

Seven rays of cold light hit the fat monk's body, and six bloody holes were immediately dug out, with a short knife stuck in the top position.

Normally, the fat monk didn't have any protective white light on his body. If he came into contact with this seven-star sword, he would definitely die. But this time, something unexpected happened to Zhang Yu.

The great monk was hit by the Seven-Star Sword, and he only took a few steps back. He could still hold the Demon-Conquering Pestle firmly in his hand. Immediately afterwards, the great monk suddenly shouted, "Drink!"

This voice was like a lion roaring, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly spurted out from the six places where the seven-star sword's cold light shot out the bloody holes. But in this blood mist, there is a smell of alcohol. This is a strong smell of wine, but there is also a stench in the smell of wine. The smell was mixed with the smell of alcohol, just like the smell of alcohol when a drunk person vomits. If a normal person smells it, he will not only be confused, but may even feel a little nauseous.

When the fat monk retreated, Zhang Yu stood up like a carp. He originally thought that the fat monk would fall down after him, but he didn't expect it to be like this. When Zhang Yu smelled the smell of wine, he couldn't help but take two steps back. To be honest, his mind couldn't help but feel a little confused, as if he had drank several kilograms of liquor at once. He immediately wanted to take back the Seven-Star Sword inserted into the fat monk's body, but he did not expect that he would lose contact with the Seven-Star Sword.

When the fat monk saw Zhang Yu retreating, he rushed towards Zhang Yu. The demon-subduing pestle in his hand hit Zhang Yu's head like a mountain weighing down on him. Zhang Yu hurriedly ran back, drew a five-color rune from the palm of his right hand, and immediately hit the fat monk on the head.

"boom!"

When the fat monk saw the five-color runes, he was on guard. As soon as the rune palm prints were made, the big monk's huge body just dodged to the side and dodged.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the rune palm print hit just under the window of the first floor of the residential building behind the great monk.

These five thunder palms were so powerful that they immediately blasted a big hole in the wall, and the glass above shattered with a crash and fell down.

"ah……"

A woman's scream immediately came from the window.

Zhang Yu's heart tightened when he heard the woman's cry. This fat monk was too cunning. He was obviously taking advantage of the fact that this was a residential area to make him fearful.

No technique is necessarily perfect, and there are more or less flaws. The flaw of the Five Thunder Palm is obviously that the opponent will notice it at the moment when the five-color runes are used.

Of course, this mainly depends on the person using Five Thunder Palm and the strength of the opponent. Obviously, Zhang Yu's opponent is not only cunning, but also has rich combat experience. Especially his physical skills and excellent kung fu can grasp the shortcomings of the Five Thunder Palms, and considering the environment here, Zhang Yu is a little handicapped. Binding feet.

After Zhang Yu's meal, the fat monk rushed up with the magic pestle and shouted: "Keep coming!"

As soon as the sound hit the ground, the Demon-Conquering Pestle swept horizontally towards Zhang Yu's waist.

Zhang Yu ran back again to avoid the pestle, and then used the Five Thunder Palms. When the fat monk saw Zhang Yu offering his rune palm seal, he did not dare to pounce on him immediately, as if he was waiting for Zhang Yu to take action.

But this time, it hit Zhang Yu's heart. Zhang Yu did not take action directly. He suddenly lunged forward and raised his hand to grab the seven-star knife inserted in the chest of the fat monk.

This time the great monk was unexpected. Zhang Yu came so suddenly, which was really difficult for him to deal with. The demon-subduing pestle in his hand was a long weapon. Zhang Yu's close contact made it difficult for him to use it, so he could only subconsciously dodge to the side. As soon as Zhang Yu got out of the way, he immediately pressed forward, swung his pipa with his Tai Chi hand, and grabbed the great monk's right arm.

Seeing that something was wrong, the great monk loosened his hands, dropped the magic pestle, and raised his hands to parry. The two people's arms intertwined, and Zhang Yu changed his stance and made a move to catch the big monk's arm. The great monk did not dodge, and slammed his arms and body towards Zhang Yu.

The impact of his huge body was so powerful that the skill of Tai Chi could not do anything about it. However, Zhang Yu reacted quickly, stopped his momentum slightly, and then struck the great monk with a palm.

"boom!"

This palm was Zhang Yu's Five Thunder Palm. The opponent had been using weak attacks just now, and coupled with clever dodges, Zhang Yu could not take any advantage. This time, Zhang Yu followed suit and used Tai Chi to fight in close quarters, and then suddenly attacked the opponent with Five Thunder Palms.