I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 210: Really not intentional

"Wang Xuanzhan!" Huang flashed and screamed, his eyes glaring at the man who suddenly came.

When it is about to succeed, suddenly someone wants to **** the results, and anyone will be furious.

At this time, the long gun appeared in the shadow of Qinglong, stabbing the belly of the emperor.

Wang Xuanzhan rushed in such a rapid pace, all the way to the Emperor Spurs back a hundred feet.

"An Lin! Hurry up!" Wang Xuanzhan shouted.

"No problem!" Anlin fell down the bricks and his eyes became white.

Shen Jianshu!

In an instant, all the lines and flaws around the Silver Grail are in his eyes.

"Want to win the Holy Grail, no way!" There was another thunderous shout in the distance.

It’s not Huang Hui, but it’s free of the heart of Qingxin and Dongyan.

"Thousands of Thunder Xuanjian!" Thunder's figure flashed, and the thunderclouds in the sky frantically surging.

Suddenly, the sword of thousands of handles of Lei Mang, with an astonishing pressure, slammed toward Anlin.

"Booming..."

Lei Jianru rain, overwhelming, the ordinary Yuxiu monks saw this huge scene, maybe the legs have been trembled, but An Lin is still a look of indifference.

He held out a finger and was a little empty.

Thousands of Thunder Swords suddenly stagnate, and even the thunder also followed.

The world is quiet.

Lightning!

"Back to you!"

Anlin single-pointed, all the thunder swords trembled, and then separated from the control of the Leizi, turn the direction, turned into thousands of Rayman, and spurred toward it.

"What's the situation!?" Lei Zi was the first to discover that he was operating the thunder, and he would be out of control, but instead hit him, which made him feel amazed.

However, the Leizi reaction was also extremely fast, and immediately set up a circular lightning shield to withstand the attack of Lei Jian.

Like Lei Jian, he continued to bombard him, and his body shape was already drowned in Leihai.

At this time, the wind broke through the siege of the Qingzhi and the Red Fighter, ignoring the pursuit of the two, but the hurricane of the foot rushed toward Anlin. It knows that the first thing to solve now is Anlin!

An aperture descends from the sky, and the fluttering wind is imprisoned. The white energy beam collides at the same time at the chest of the wind.

Bang! The wind that was caught off guard was penetrated by the light column, and the powerful energy burst open, directly hitting him to vomit blood and retreat.

"An Lin, hurry up!"

Liu Qianyan sighed softly and slammed the six-legged staff into the wind.

Anlin knew that there was not much time, and he mobilized Shen Jian again to find the defects of the array of methods to protect the Holy Grail.

"Here." He slammed his hand and slammed into a void somewhere above the Holy Grail.

Uh... The barrier of the wind is broken like a spider web, and the thunder guards within it slowly dissipate.

Anlin saw a faint smile: "I will laugh at this holy grail..."

Just as he reached for the suspended holy grail, a golden handprint came with an amazing power.

"I want to take our holy grail!" A handsome monk snorted and slammed into Anlin without hesitation.

The shot was made by the chief representative of the Buddha State, and his attack was tolerant. This golden handprint is extremely fast, and Anlin has no time to make other preparations. He can only use a slap in the front.

Bang! The golden handprints collide with the mighty Buddha light and the Lushan fist.

This handprint contains the wonderful Buddha, and with the clear understanding of the half-step of the realm of the gods, the power is so terrible, Anlin's golden light fist can not support a moment, it will be scattered by the golden handprint.

The golden handprint was unrelenting, hitting An Lin’s chest, and the mighty and powerful force shook his whole body, and he flew hundreds of meters.

Qing knows that the gap has escaped from the battle of the wind, and Liu Qian’s illusion is shocked and angry. When she saw Anlin’s miss, she was repelled by the ignorance, and she couldn’t care for the other, rushing directly to the holy cup, against the wind. Regardless of it.

The appearance of Feng Zi also gave up the fight with Liu Qian's illusion. His duty is to protect the Holy Grail. The priority now is to get rid of the clear!

The thunder that came from the Thousand-handed Thunder Sword, the whole body was wrapped in a snake, and instantly turned into a thunder and rushed to the clear.

The Qing dynasty saw the wind and thunder and the Liu Qian illusion rushed toward him, the scalp was numb, and at this time, no chance, no chance! He no longer thinks about the other, reaching out to grab the Holy Grail and rushing in the direction of the Emperor.

As soon as the Holy Grail was sent to Emperor's hand, they immediately left the land of the wind and thunder.

"then!"

The Qing dynasty threw the Holy Grail to the emperor who was outside the Baizhang.

There was no one in the speed field of Huang Flash. At this time, see the Holy Grail flying, his face was overjoyed.

“Congratulations, the Buddha’s forces gained two points!”

The majestic voice, which appeared at this time, echoed in this world.

An Lin: "..."

Knowing: "..."

Huang Flash: "..."

"Boom!"

The silver holy grail smashed the head of Emperor's flash and rolled to the ground, but it did not react at all, as if it was digesting the sound from the sky.

Almost everyone in the field was in the same place, and the news came too suddenly.

Anlin quickly returned to God. Yes, the judgment of the Holy Grail is not based on who the Holy Grail is, but on which person the first person touches the Holy Grail, then which score belongs to which force... ...

The representative of the Buddha country looked at it as if to help the representative of the creation hall to win the silver holy grail, but the occurrence of this scene is really sad.

In addition to this unexpected, the things in the matter, An Lin and other people look at the emperor in a complex look, faint sympathy in the eyes.

Qing knows that he patted his head in a confused way, then folded his hands together and apologized: "Amitabha, I am sorry... I am really mean, really not intentional..."

He said with sincerity, even the apology on his face was impeccable and convincing.

Well, he really didn't mean it, but... can't do it without intention!

The emperor bends down and picks up the silver holy grail, his eyes are red, I don't know if the anger is still sad.

It recalls the efforts since this time, and Nima is all married to others, and can't help but grieve.

The eyes are stunned, and in the end, only a few words can be squeezed out in anger:

"You... you bully people!"

Qingtian Square.

The followers of the Genesis Hall looked at the location of the Buddha's country with a black line, while the representative of the Buddha was a sorrowful and sorrowful man, "Amitabha, good, good...", and the people who created the temple of the world almost vomited blood.

The students in the heavens did not react much, although in the end, Anlin and others did not grab the Holy Grail, but at that time they were originally foreigners who intervened.

It is a blessing to win the Holy Grail. If you fail to compete for the Holy Grail, you will accept it and you will not feel too sorry.

It was the cooperation between the former Buddhist state and the creation hall, they all listened to their ears.

Nowadays, the Buddha's inexplicableness has become the biggest winner. It seems that there is nothing worthy of criticism in the practice of the situation.

At most, some people roared a few monks or no brains, but at least they did not form the point of denunciation.

Um... In this way, the creation hall must be very wrong, obviously discovering the silver holy cup, and fighting so hard, and finally became the score of the Buddha country...

Countless sympathetic eyes began to cast into the flash of the flash of the crystal picture.

The red bucket can't help it anymore, and it's going to fight for the sake of the Qingzhi. You can die and live~www.readwn.com~ Don't, please let the red bucket donor calm down! Barren can help you win the Iron Grail! "When the Qing dynasty saw the red violent rush, he immediately said."

"Silver Grail, change the Holy Grail, do you be a fool??" The red bucket screamed, and the whole body burst into a red-red flame, like a fireball in the same group, and the momentum rushed toward the clear.

"Hey, are you really a fool, and you haven't said that you can only grab an iron holy grail for you, and you can't grab a few iron holy cups?" Anlin shook his head and ignited the wind.

The red fighting tone is stagnation, only a sigh of anger in the heart, not venting, and fiercely rushing toward Qingzhi.

It is very uncomfortable now, and it is necessary to dispel the current monk.

At this moment, the quiet wind and thunder twins suddenly flew into the air, sticking out their palms together, and the words in the mouth were fascinating.

"The Holy Grail is taken, and no one of you wants to leave."

"The heavens and the earth winds and thunders are extinct, Kai!"

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