Chapter 139: Horrible monk (2/2)
”Qingfeng 斩!”
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”Door, why are you?”
Monk treasure *, with a smile on his face, easy to palm out, a touch of golden light.
Jianguang met with the disappearance of the palm print, and the energy disappeared into the heavens and the earth, and the monk remained intact.
”Because you die, you are a dead vulture.” At this moment, it is not that you are dead or I am dead, Zi Yan is no longer kind, and his body flashes, his feet are thundering and dying, with a speed to the monk.
The blood in the body is roaring, like a big wave, the dragon is awakened, the purple fist is punched, and the whole fist has turned into silver, as if it is silvery, dazzling, with a terrible breath, to the monk.
At the same time, the space was distorted and a harsh air blew.
”when!”
On the body of the monk, the golden light appeared, and the palm of the hand was gently blocked. The purple fist was blocked and the gold and iron sang.
At the same time, it is necessary to have an anti-shock force and shake off the purple scorpion.
”Door, you have been waiting in the shadows for too long. It seems that I only have to give up my life to help you.” The voice of the monk fell, but it was already shot.
It was defense before, but this time it was a proactive attack. He took a palm of his hand, but with a vast atmosphere, a horrible pressure shrouded the purple, making his actions extremely slow.
”drink!”
The purple scorpion is drunk, and the thunder and lightning in Dantian are constantly surging. At the same time, the strong blood in the body is also the sound of a big wave.
He punched his fist and made a full blow.
”Thunder is pointing!”
At the same time, the purple cicada exploded again, and there were many lightnings on the body, like a thunderbolt, with a terrible thunder and lightning power, rushing to the monk.
”Oh?”
The monk has always been a light expression, but after seeing the thunder of the purple scorpion, his eyes changed slightly, but the smile on his face did not decrease, and the waving palm print fell.
”boom!”
When the thunder and lightning encounters the palm print, it is dissipated, and the blow is destroyed, and the energy of the heavens and the earth disappears. At the same time, the palm print comes toward the purple scorpion, with terrible power.
”puff!”
The purple sputum vomited blood, the figure fell, and both hands felt a burning pain. The previous blow almost almost abolished him.
”You are an old vulture.”
”Door, I will save you, you must deepen the roots, you must remove them, so as not to break into the magic.” The monk once again hit a blow, still fluttering, seemingly powerless, but there is a kind of power of Taishan.
The purple scorpion is hard to resist, but it does not help, and vomits blood again.
”Hey!”
When the third palm fell, the hands of Zi Yan were shocked, and the tingling came out, so that he could not help but tremble, but he did not scream.
This place is unreasonable, it has been blocked, and the purple scorpion has no retreat. It is suppressed by the monk and cannot escape.
”Door, you should cultivate hard work, but unfortunately, although the practice is strong ~~ but the object will be reversed, just very easy to fold, the old man here just has a secret can help you.”
Monk treasure *, grinning, but how to see how purple, how the other side's smile is strange, terrible.
With a few easy attacks, I abolished myself and discounted my own confident bones.
And his tiger's mouth has shattered, obviously the monk's physique is even more terrible.
”Dead vulture, what do you mean in the end?” The purple cicada lay on the ground, his hands broken, and there was a tingling sensation. He insisted on his teeth, no shouting, and cold sweat on his forehead.
”I want to save the donor!” He Shangbao Xiang*, full of smiles, very obese, like a Maitreya Buddha, but not kind, shot hot.
”Peng!” ”Peng!”
Heshan shot again, very decisive, and then the bones of the purple scorpion once again broke the sound of bones.
”The extremes will be reversed, and it will be easy to fold. The old man is helping you.” And the good-browed kindness, the treasure-like*, the whole body exudes a faint golden light, like a big Buddha, but the shot is extremely fierce, almost abolished the purple, he The bones are almost inseparable.
”what!”
Even the sable can't help but scream.
”Dead vulture!” Purple cursed, but the heart rose into a chill. This monk is absolutely no more common than ordinary people. He is absolutely cruel and has broken his own bones. He has been laughing all the time, and he still keeps saying the word of justice.
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