Chapter 1132 Whirlwind Throwing Knife

She snorted softly, looked at the resentful monk, and said, "What's more, who told you that I'm a monk?" She turned the round bamboo in her hand, her clear eyes swept towards the monks around her, her voice was cold Lie: "Want to steal my things? You have to die!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

With the sound of anger, the monks of that team rushed forward, their swords glowing with a sharp cold light, and attacked the bald young monk. The other golden core monks saw that the golden core peak monk was defeated, and their eyes flickered. After a moment of hesitation.

The consequences of the shattering of the golden core were definitely not something they could bear. At this moment, the shock made their greedy expressions clear up a lot, and each of them began to think carefully.

If they don't seize the flame black ganoderma, they are still strong gold cores, possess a decent status, and are respected by others, but if they snatch the flame black ganoderma and end up with a broken golden core, then...

They looked at the dying monk who was being carried aside, and couldn't help shivering. If they were like him, then they would rather not have that flame black ganoderma!

"what!"

"call out!"

"what……"

The screams from over there brought them back to their thoughts, and when they looked back, they saw the little monk himself fighting dozens of people in that team, a spinning three-sided flying knife, like the king of Hades harvesting lives, The flying knives spun out and almost slashed across the throats of those monks. There were screams and wailing at the scene, and corpses piled up on the ground. It was shocking and frightening to watch.

"Whirlwind Flying Knife! Hiss! Then, isn't that a treasure of the head of the Bloodthirsty Wolf Group? How could it be in his hands?" A Golden Core cultivator saw the Whirlwind Flying Knife and was horrified.

"Bloodthirsty wolf regiment? Is it the mercenary regiment that was suddenly wiped out by a mysterious strongman some time ago?" Someone whispered, looked at the spinning flying knife, and asked, "You can't read it wrong, right? "

"No mistake! I once saw the leader of the bloodthirsty wolf group harvest the lives of more than a dozen people with this flying knife weapon!" It was destroyed by the mysterious group, but now this treasure is in the hands of this young monk, could it be that he was the one who destroyed the mercenary group?"

Thinking of this possibility, everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely ugly.

That mercenary regiment is notorious and has rich experience in ruthless fighting. Even if someone wants to ambush and annihilate them, they will return in vain. It can be said that that mercenary regiment is a tyrant in this forest. , but it was such a frightening mercenary regiment that was wiped out some time ago. Now if the person who wiped out the mercenary regiment was this little monk, it is conceivable that the little monk's How amazing the ability and means are.

"Ah... bang!"

In just such a short period of time, dozens of monks were all killed, most of them died by sealing their throats with a knife. Among the corpses on the ground, some monks still stared with unwilling eyes until they died.

"call out!"

The Whirlwind Flying Knife returned to Tangning's hand. After turning it a few times in her hand, it retracted to form a scimitar. Because of the sharpness of this weapon, even if dozens of lives were harvested, the knife edge would not be stained with blood.

She raised her eyes to look at the people around her, and asked unhurriedly: "Is there anyone else who wants to learn? Huh?" The faint voice, with an overwhelming sharpness, made people back away involuntarily. half a step.