In an instant, the void shook, the sea below roared, and some trees were blown and broken by energy ripples.
boom!
The fist seal and the swastika dissipated.
Lin Que's figure was smashed down on the beach, and countless sand flew up, submerging him.
Monk Bujie was also blown away by the explosive energy, the Buddha Demon Martial Soul dissipated, fell into the beach, and smashed a deep hole!
No difference!
Cough cough!
Lin Que crawled out of the sandpit, feeling the energy and blood in his body surging, and looked ahead solemnly.
In the fight just now, he also found out the strength of Monk Bujie.
Sixty-five levels of soul power!
The quality of the Buddha Demon Martial Soul is definitely beyond the S rank, and he does not know whether it has reached that point.
Walking out of Cangtong Town, except for Li Xingyun and Ye Ni.
Monk Bujie is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered among his peers!
In the bunker, the Bujie monk also crawled out, coughing up a mouthful of sand.
"Benefactor, we are all young people, why use your hands to solve things that can be solved with your mouth!"
He was depressed, why did he meet such a tough young man when he left the temple for the first time.
There is no feeling of invincibility at all.
Lin Que held the magic knife in his hand, and pointed at the edge of the knife obliquely: "Monk, tell the traces of the heart eater, otherwise, I will use the magic knife to perform Kung Pao Chicken for you, so that you really have no desires!"
Hearing Lin Que's words, Monk Bujie trembled subconsciously, his face panicked: "Benefactor, you have thoughts about me!"
Lin Que:! ! !
This is so funny than a monk, it really deserves a beating!
Just when Lin Que was about to make a move, his face suddenly changed, and the magic knife Qian Ren in his hand slashed towards the left!
boom!
A Jie Dao fell and collided with the magic sword Qian Ren.
The powerful force sent Lin Que flying several meters away.
Lin Que stabilized his figure after piercing the sand with a thousand blades of the magic knife, and raised his head to look at the two middle-aged monks wearing Buddhist robes who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Lin Que:! ! !
Damn it!
This is the rhythm of being beaten by gangs!
Sure enough, I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.
I have to find a chance to slip away first.
"Second brothers!"
Seeing the visitor, Monk Bujie stepped forward and bowed.
The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Lin Que again and he said, "This man can't be kept, kill him!"
Lin Que was shocked.
What the hell, you guys are monks, you're going to kill people every now and then.
horrible!
The spirit power of these two middle-aged monks who appeared suddenly was above level seventy-five, especially the soul power of the one holding the saber had reached level eighty.
It's a bit tricky.
Monk Bujie wanted to speak, but was stared back by the middle-aged monk beside him.
"We must not be allowed to discover our existence by the Great Xia Yuling, this person cannot be left behind!"
"You take your junior brother away, and I'll take care of him!"
The middle-aged monk holding the Jiedao said that when he was about to do it, a long flaming stick fell from the sky.
With a bang, all three monks were blown away.
Immediately afterwards, a lazy voice came: "Why, Vatican Temple can't go to war!"
"Sixth Senior Brother!"
Lin Que's eyes were full of emotion when he saw Zhou Ming, the sixth senior brother who came from Takong.
The Sixth Senior Brother at this moment is so handsome!
"It's you!"
The middle-aged monk holding the saber looked at the sixth senior brother Zhou Ming, frowning, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.
Zhou Ming looked at the middle-aged monk holding the saber jokingly: "Yo, I thought who it was, it turned out to be the defeated general!"
"Jie Crazy, is there no one in your Vatican Temple? I will only send you out."
The middle-aged monk named Jie Chi had an angry look in his eyes: "Zhou Ming, don't bully people too much!"
"snort!"
"Coincidentally, not only do I want to bully people too much, I also want to beat you!"
Zhou Ming snorted coldly, and with a move from the void, the Martial Soul Red Flame Dragon Pattern Stick returned to his hand, and the soul power beyond level 80 was released on his body.
"Caotang disciples, not everyone can bully!"
"If you dare to bully my little junior brother, beating you is not an option!"
After speaking, Zhou Ming rushed out with the red flame dragon stick in his hand, and swung it violently.
Jie Chi's expression changed drastically, and he hastily raised the Jie Dao in his hand to resist!
boom!
There was a loud noise, Jie Dao was shattered by the red flame dragon stick, and countless broken blades fluttered with the wind.
"Brother!"
Another middle-aged monk moved, and his seventy-five-level soul power was released, and a Buddha martial soul appeared behind him, and the golden fist was thrown towards Zhou Ming!
"roll!"
Without raising his head, Zhou Ming swung the red flame dragon stick in his hand, and wiped out the Buddha's martial soul with one stick.
With a slap of his left hand, he slapped Jie Chi's face, sent him flying tens of meters, and rolled a few times on the beach.
Lin Que stood behind him, looking at the domineering Sixth Brother, he was dumbfounded.
It took less than a minute from the start to the end!
Destroy the field with two sticks!
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