Chapter 422: Waste work (1/2)
ps: It's late, sorry, I can't write.
Chu Li thoughtfully.
If he does n’t take the shot, according to the current situation, An Wang is afraid that he ca n’t stop the Fa, and Xing Ning ca n’t stop the sex. This monk is very powerful, just like Fa Yuan. Peerless.
Lu Yurong did not look at the four in the field, only stared at Chu Li to see how he chose.
The electro-optic flint in Chu Li's brain generally works, and infers the next situation.
If he helped the Daleiyin Temple, would they have defeated King An of Wugong? What would happen if An An's martial arts were abandoned?
What if we do n’t help Da Leiyin Temple?
Or the other way around, to help An Wang, what happens?
All kinds of thoughts went around in my mind, one after another, one did not dissipate, and the next one appeared again.
Lu Yurong's mind is also moving, thinking how to deal with it best.
If she assists Da Leiyin Temple and dismisses King An, King Jing will have one less opponent. It is best, however, if this opportunity is missed, I do not know when it will appear.
However, the existence of Chu Li is a big variable. Will he help King An or Daleiyin Temple?
He and King An are deadly opponents. Depending on his mind, he will soon and completely defeat King An.
But when the whole collapse is also the problem, if he drags backwards, it will be greatly detrimental to King King. King King is not only a rival to King An, but also a king and even a king of peace.
She was still thinking, failed to make a decision, Chu Li was already one step closer.
He yelled in a deep voice: ”Master Faxiang, offended, Chu's duty!”
He said, flashing around beside Xing Ning, pressing out a palm to hit Ming.
Xing Ming's purple light flashed, and he banged out three steps, his ugly face was as calm as before, and he was completely devoid of anger.
He then stepped forward and approached Chu Li, his palms fluttering softly, like a lover's touch.
Chu Li welcomed with both palms.
”Bang!” Chu Li stood in place, and Xingming took three steps back.
Xing Ming turned his head to look at France.
Fa Xiangzheng was able to deal with Wang An with ease. Seeing the situation over there, he sighed helplessly and nodded slowly.
Xing Ming's two palms together: ”Chu donor, Lord Xuning, offended!”
He said that there was a flash of purple light on his face, and Bao Xiang was solemn, and suddenly his whole body brightened, and he couldn't look directly into the glare. The sky seemed to have a light on him.
”Break him off!” Xu Ning Shen sang, rushed to Xing Ming, and took photos with both palms, extremely fast.
Xing Ming remained motionless, still patted his chest with both palms, looking calm and peaceful, looking at him with a compassionate smile, and patted lightly.
”Bang!” Xu Ning flew out.
Chu Li helpless, this is another trick of Da Leiyin Temple, we must see if we can stop it.
He punched with a punch.
”Bang!” Guangming shook his body, still standing firmly.
This blow was Lu Guogong's fist, pure as stone.
Xing Ming's cultivation is skyrocketing now.
”Amitabha ...” Xing Ming declared a Buddhist slogan and stepped out in one step, like Chu Li's closeness to the world, and he could condense the space, appearing immediately behind King An, and the right palm was pasted to King An.
”Bang!” Chu Li appeared behind Wang An, catching this palm.
He flew straight up and spewed a blood arrow.
Xing Ming did not wait for Xu Ning to come over, and the left palm was gently attached to the back of King An again.
King An turned back, and his nature was like his shadow. He followed him, and his left palm gently put on his vest.
”Oh!” It seemed like a stone broke the lake.