Chapter 916： Enemy (1/2)

”Bang!” If Chu hits the defeat, Chu Li feels that his punches are unloaded aside, as if he was hitting a moss stone that does not slip.

The good monk stepped back two steps, Shen Su looked at Chu Li.

The boxing strength in the body was just fierce and domineering. It was just to the yang, and after the power was dissipated, the boxing strength suddenly turned to yin to soft, letting his internal force flutter, and his internal force just changed to yin to soft. The strength has changed to just to yang.

”Oh!” The monk vomited a spit of blood, turning the wound into congestion and vomiting, and his body was free of maggots.

Chu Li exclaimed: ”What a Tibetan prayer wheel!”

”Zhao Shizhu will also go to the Tibetan Scriptures!” Said the monk Shen Shen.

Chu Li nodded: ”Yes!”

”The Tibetan Buddhist scriptures of the Dai Temple are never passed on!” The monk of the best kind looked at him seriously: ”The law does not spread six ears, and those who received the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures without initiation are the enemy of the Buddhist temple, the poor monk. To abolish Zhao Shizhu, your tibetan runner! ”

Chu Li smiled and said, ”Only you can do it at the Temple of Turner Temple. Others can't practice. Do you want to abandon it?”

”Nice!” Said the good monk Shen.

Chu Li smiled: ”The Tibetan Scriptures can be restored and repaired. What's the use of it?”

The good monk smiled a little: ”People are gone, and the tibetan runner is naturally abandoned!”

Chu Liha laughed, turned and walked away, and in a blink of an eye, disappeared in front of the Supreme Monk, who was extremely quick, even if he did not cultivate enough, he was faster than the Supreme Monk.

”Amitabha Buddha in the south ...”

Chu Li rushed along the top of the mountain like a stringed arrow, rushing out of the cliff and into the air.

The best monk followed behind him without thinking, and rushed out.

Chu Li and him fell like two stones straight down, faster and faster.

Chu Li shot suddenly.

”Ding ...” The good monk reached out the moon wheel in his sleeve and blocked the flying knife.

Chu Li frowned. This superb monk is more powerful than ordinary people. He should have some secret technique and can detect the flying knife in advance, similar to Vientiane.

Chu Li lifted his breath, his body suddenly slowed down, and he shot another knife above the perfect monk.

”Ding ...” The Monk of the Greatest Month had another block and his falling speed accelerated.

Chu Li suddenly took a deep breath, imitating the magic crane's admittance, and waved his palms fiercely, like a crane spreading his wings, suddenly his body stagnates, stopped in mid-air, and then fanned twice, his body moved upward like a crane Fly up.

He saw more takeoffs of Linghe at Linghe Peak, occasionally imitating, and got this inspiration, which happened to be useful at this time.

The perfect monk fell faster and faster, looked up to see Chu Li flying upwards, took a deep breath, the wide monk robe slammed like an inflatable ball, and the tendency to fall suddenly slowed down slowly.

This is to the extreme, it is impossible to fly upwards, far across the cliff, and the empty and helpless surroundings.

Tianwaitian masters also need to borrow strengths to perform light work.

The monk with perfect palms folded his hands together, a moon wheel fell in his sleeve, and his leg bent sharply on the moon wheel.

The moon wheel flew obliquely, and he shot at the cliff covered with moss.

”Bang” hit the cliff with a slap, then shot obliquely upwards, and at the same time reached out a stroke, the moon wheel drilled into his wide sleeve again.

When he shot on the cliff, ”嗤嗤” shot two small stones.

He had been prepared, with two moon wheels crossing in front of him, one in his throat and one in his heart, just hitting a stone, and his body flew out of the cliff again.

Chu Li kept shooting small stones.

The pebble is full of strange power, speed is extremely fast, the best monk is inevitable, and in the air, he can only be blocked by the moon wheel.

The mysterious manifestation of the Jizo Scriptures revealed that the original strength of the little stone was borrowed by him, turning the vertical force into the horizontal force, the body shot flatly towards the cliff, and then patted it on the cliff with the palm again.

Chu Li took the small stones to continue to throw down, the good monk kept going up and down, repeatedly, I do not know how many times up and down.

Both seem to have drilled the horns of the horns, one has to go up and the other has to hit.

The last time the good monk went up to the top of the mountain, there was nothing in the surroundings, and there was no trace of Chuli.