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The purple cicada and the monk met again, a very similar scene, but the loss was purple in the same year, the bones were broken, and the fire sword was gone.

Ziyan clenched his fists and made a strong blow. The air made a harsh scream and saw the monk. There is no need to keep his hands and directly kill the killer.

This is a sinful, once I found myself in trouble, and forced myself to a dead end.

"Amitabha."

The monk is full of body, the golden light is shining, the treasure is solemn, and there is a Buddha number in the mouth. For the purple scorpion, this blow does not evade and prepares for hard resistance.

"boom."

The dull sound came out in the mouth of this remote hutong, causing the earth to tremble. The purple scorpion swayed and stepped back two steps. On the other hand, the monk did not retreat, and his face still had a compassionate smile.

"Well, you are a vulture, but there are still some means." In the eyes of Zi Yan, a flash of surprise, although his own blow is not a full blow, but it is not the ordinary enchanting can block, the monk is so understated, obviously Uncommon.

"Amitabha, the donor really has a heart for mourning, or it is a fate. Today, the old man will surpass the donor, but the cause and effect, the bitter sea will turn back to the shore." The monk is solemn, and then slams the Buddha, the whole body is faint , hit a blow to the purple.

Zixiao sneer, this dead monk is still here to bite with him, playing with a deceptive set, but it can also prove that he did not recognize himself, if he recognizes, he must jump in the air and smoke.

The purple scorpion also greets, and the golden light flashes around, the perfect body provides energy and makes a terrible blow.

"Peng."

The dull sound was once again emitted, causing severe vibrations. The two fought together, like a pair of electric lights, and they were extremely fierce.

"when."

The flesh of the two people are terrible, golden light, once they meet, they make a sound of gold and iron, and the sound of collision with the weapon is louder, and the buzzing sound is constantly coming out.

"Vulture, your strength is no different." Zi Yan sneered, deliberately stimulating each other.

"The old man is a monk, not a vulture." The monk is still in the dress, the treasure is solemn, and the golden light is shining.

"Peng."

The two men slammed each other and went backwards. Unconsciously, the two had already made an eight-point force. At this moment, there was a surprise in the eyes.

"It is the old man who looked down on the donor. The strength of the donor was so strong, and the old man was offended." The monk folded his hands and slammed the Buddha.

"I oh, you are a dead vulture, don't put up such a face, have the ability to fight, if you don't have the ability to hand over the map."

"Hey."

The monk is full of body, the golden light flashes, and a golden finger prints out, pointing to the purple point.

"The donor is so stubborn, then the old man is full of strength." The voice fell, and the golden fingerprints were stronger, and the golden light was shining, like pure gold casting, very sharp.

In the body of the purple scorpion, the blood is constantly flowing, and the perfect body is displayed. The energy of the road is surrounded by the fingers. The golden light of the scorpion is not weaker than the monk. The **** touch in the space.

"boom."

This time, a louder sound appeared, a big earthquake trembled, followed by a golden scorpion that spread three meters away.

Here is the Hutong mouth, surrounded by private houses, both of which have compressed the energy a little, but released it.

Don't look at the three-meter cockroaches. Once a monk is involved, he will be stunned and killed.

The two are equal, this time, the expression of the monk is no longer calm.

The sable is also aware of the powerful strength of the monk.

It actually blocked the attack of the perfect body.

"Hey."

A tremble, the monk stretched out the entire right hand, golden light, like a huge Pu fan, flashing golden light, hitting the purple scorpion, the wind whistling, the terrible energy is flowing.

Strong gold palm, Buddhism deep combat skills.

"Qingfeng Yin."

Between the palms of the sables, there is a breath of mountains like a mountain. He merged the Qingfeng seal on the palm print.

"boom."

This time, even if it is compressed energy, it also creates a collision of distance. The whole hutong mouth is constantly shaking, and the huge sound is very far.

"Peng."

Feeling the extraordinary of the other side, the two no longer tempted, at this moment is the more powerful, no more Tibetan mastiff, powerful combat skills, compressed within a few meters, the attack is more terrible than one.

In the purple scorpion body, the perfect body constantly provides energy. Although the golden blood does not rise to the sky, the strength is not weak, but the monk can escape and the strength is strong.

The fluffy voice continued to sound and spread to the distance, which attracted many monks to watch, but did not dare to approach.

"What people are fighting."

"It seems to be a big man, with a monk."

"Monk, where is the monk from Yongcheng City."

Many monks arrived and pointed at the distance.

"God, that is a good and evil monk, a true enchanting."

"What, he is the good and evil monk, the one who specializes in doing evil, and swindles and swindles, and everything is done."

"Mom, this is the dead monk."

The voice of dissatisfaction in the crowd, obviously the reputation of the monk, is not good anywhere.

"boom."

Strong energy fluctuations erupted, the hutong trembled again, the compressed energy oscillated, and there were road cracks around, apparently the attack of the two was too strong.

"Who is that man, it is so terrible, it can be tied with the monk."

"I don't know, I am afraid it is the hermit of the family."

There are more and more people gathering in the crowd. Some people jump directly on the roof to watch the battle. This is a enchanting battle. It is rare to see it in more than ten years.

"A Tian, ​​what are you doing, and quickly shot." Ziyan sent a message of thought, indicating that Ah Tian started.

"Ah, this is not good, two hits." Ah Tianyi.

"What's wrong, this is a bad, not a good person, a bad person than a wicked person, and then you don't want that map." Zi Yan once again voiced.

However, under the hand, it did not stop, and the fierce battle with the monk, the two like two golden light, constantly touch.

"That's okay." Ah Tian had some reluctance, but couldn't stand the stern swearing and screaming. He could only say: "You must be careful, I have to attack you."

In a word, Zi Yan’s nose was almost not discouraged. He said: “What do you waste with this guy, tell you that if I am not here today, you will be robbed by the monk.”

"Hey."

As soon as the words fell, Ah Tian was on the rise. This was also a enchanting one. After joining the battle, he immediately became a second-in-one.

"Door, you think that the two are dealing with the old man, is this right? The Buddha has a cloud." The monk has an angry face.

"Peng."

But before the monk's voice fell, Zi Yan would find a chance to use it, use the speed, and flashed to the monk's front. He punched the other's head and made a big shock. The earth followed and trembled.

But unfortunately, the defense of the monk was not broken, but the shock of the purple hand was a pain.

"You want to kill him." Ah Tian was shocked.

"Do you think he is a dead person, and quickly stun him, so take the map." Zi Yan rolled his eyes.

"Okay." I didn't expect this time, Ah Tian reacted very quickly, and he came to the back of the monk. He also came to the head and gave a loud noise.

Although there was no break, but the monk who also played was awkward and almost fell.

"Look at me, this is a special bald boxing." Purple screamed and slammed, grabbed the opportunity, and shook hands, hands clenched, golden light flashing, followed by Dantian, the real gas surged, like a raindrop attack .

“Hey.” “Hey.”

Like a raindrop, the fist fell, like a drum, hit the monk's head, causing the earth to tremble, and each hit is like a heavy hammer in the sound, the sound is like thunder.

"Haha."

This is called a happy, purple, and the previous grievances, today can be said to have all found back.

"I didn't read it wrong, the monk was actually suppressed."

"What is it doing, drumming?"

"A good person, not right, is two people."

Just as everyone was stunned, Ah Tian was not willing to show weakness. He was on the **** of the monk. Under the strong impact, even the purple scorpion was almost poured.

"Damn."

The two enchanting shots, the monk was instantly suppressed, no longer installed, issued a scream of anger, the golden light flashed again, followed by a golden mask.

The world’s strongest defense, the Buddha’s guardian spirit.

"Amitabha."

With a Buddha's horn, a golden clock emerged from the monk's body. The big bell is like a solid body. The whole body has the lines and traces, forming a strange pattern, like an inexplicable rune, golden light, but most Conspicuously, it is still a solemn vulture, with hands clasped together, seemingly chanting.

"when."

The strong attack of the purple scorpion, after hitting the big clock, actually made a crisp sound, the bell swayed, and the whole person of the purple scorpion was also bounced back and quit seven or eight steps.

"Damn, this is the turtle shell."

The body of the guardian appeared, the purple scorpion obviously could not break the defense, and the temper was ruined. At the same time, he also took the opportunity to play a few sap.

And Ah Tian is not idle, shooting in the back, the monk playing is very embarrassing.

The two enchanting, one after the other, made the monk unprepared.

When a golden sword pointed to the purple, there was an attack behind him. In short, it was miserable.

"Eat my last blow, vulture." Zi Yan gave a big drink, the body's blood and madness surged, all the strength, all gathered to the right fist, followed by the golden fist, hit the head of the monk on.

"Boom."

This time it was a loud noise. ~www.ltnovel.com~ The body masks began to tremble, and the monks among them were obviously shocked.

"gone."

Zi Yan laughed, turned and left, and showed the ultimate footwork.

"Hey."

Ah Tian is also disappearing soon.

When the monks chased the hutong mouth, the two had completely disappeared, and they only saw the surrounding, which was a pair of almost petrified eyes.

Who is the monk, but it is a enchanting one, and now it has been smashed. Although there is no injury, several people have not been able to break the defense, but the few attacks on the brain have completely shaken everyone.

"Amitabha, I am compassionate. When the Buddha cut the flesh and fed the eagle to resolve the cause and effect, today I am a good and evil monk. For the cause and effect, what is wrong with it?" The monk sorted out the shackles, the golden light flashed, and the treasure was solemn.

Around the world, many people heard it and fell for it.