City Invincible Medical Saint

At this time, Li Tianchen's muscles were beating violently, his blood was boiling, and he was exuding a hot and violent aura.

"Brother Tianchen? What's wrong with you?"

Yin Yuhan turned pale in shock and blurted out a question.

As soon as Yin Yuhan finished speaking, Li Tianchen's figure flashed in front of her and waved his palm, shattering all the clothes on her body.

A graceful, exquisite, charming and charming body appeared under Li Tianchen's eyes.

Yin Yuhan couldn't help being stunned, and opened her small cherry mouth. Her pretty face turned red, and she exclaimed and raised her hands to cover her body, "Brother Tianchen, you..."

"I'll explain it to you later."

The power in his body expanded to the point of bursting, and the pain made Li Tianchen's face look a little ferocious. He suddenly roared, hugged Yin Yuhan's smooth and delicate body domineeringly, and covered it.

Ma Qianrong looked at the scene in front of her blankly, a little unbelievable.

In her impression, Li Tianchen was not such a person who covets women and indulges in sexual pleasure anytime and anywhere.

After all, Ma Qianrong was once the leader of the Huajian Sect and had extensive knowledge. She quickly thought of something and immediately said to Yin Yuhan: "Junior sister, Tianchen has special powers in his body and is the only one who can help him transform these powers. only you."

Yin Yuhan listened to her ears, feeling both shy and worried.

What's embarrassing is that Li Tianchen is so domineering and arrogant, and he does such shameful things in this courtyard in broad daylight.

What worries me is Li Tianchen's physical condition.

Thinking of this, Yin Yuhan's inner worry and concern finally outweighed her shyness, and she tried her best to cooperate with Li Tianchen in running the yin and yang alternating technique.

But it is: my body is secretly wet with fragrant sweat, and bursts of spring breeze penetrate the jade pot. The joyful place clears the edge of the sword, and the opportunity gradually moves away. Pushing the pillow on the mattress is like being drunk, and fighting for a drink after drinking seems like nothing. All the extravagance was gone, and Wen Jun looked as thin as ever.

In the endless ups and downs, Yin Yuhan's body was tempered crazily, and huge changes took place at the same time.

However, Yin Yuhan had never experienced physical training after all, so how could he withstand such a stormy treatment. wavv

In desperation, Ma Qianrong on the side also had to join...

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The sun was shining brightly, and Fulong Temple was quiet and peaceful. The bloody storms and huge changes in the past few days seemed to have gone far away.

The young monk Wu Ming was leaning behind the door, with a relaxed smile on his face.

After the civil strife in Fulong Temple subsided, things finally returned to the past. The young monk Wu Ming made a great contribution by informing Li Tianchen of the news, and was named and commended by Shi Ming.

In order to reward Wu Ming, Master Shiming transferred him to the Buddhist hall, and his job of guarding the gate was transferred to other disciples.

"Tomorrow you can go to the Buddhist hall and listen to the holy monks explaining Buddhist scriptures in person." Wu Ming felt boundless longing and expectation in his heart.

Suddenly, dozens of figures carrying various powerful auras came galloping from a distance, arrived in the blink of an eye, and landed in front of the door of Fulong Temple.

Peng!

The extremely heavy door of Fulong Temple suddenly exploded, and countless fragments shot out in all directions.

The violent and powerful power fluctuations were like a sudden storm, and the young monk Wu Ming was thrown away on the spot and fell heavily into the yard dozens of meters away.

"who?"

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then quickly endured the pain in his butt and climbed up, saying angrily.

However, when he saw dozens of strangely dressed figures with astonishing auras breaking into the door, his expression suddenly changed.

"Come quickly, there's an enemy attack!"

Wu Ming was shocked and shouted, while hurriedly waving the Buddhist sound Tao Xun in his hand to notify the senior officials of Fulong Temple.

This group of powerful men who suddenly arrived were all wearing brown monk robes. Their skin color was slightly dark, and their facial features were different from those of the Chinese people. They were monks from the country of Tianzhu.

Special patterns are engraved on the robes of this group of Tianzhu monks, which is the Thousand Hands Temple of Tianzhu.

Among them was a tall and plump female figure, a middle-aged woman with gorgeous appearance and enchanting attire.

If Li Tianchen were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this woman was Jindalei from the Suriya Cult of Tianzhu who escaped through the space crack.

At this moment, Jindalei and many powerful men from the Thousand Hands Temple swaggered in, but did not take action. Instead, they quickly dispersed and formed a formation.

Whoosh whoosh~

Figures flew past Fulong Temple one after another, arriving here one after another.

Seeing the broken gate and the arrogant Tianzhu people, everyone in Fulong Temple was shocked and angry.

For thousands of years, Fulong Temple and Thousand Hands Temple have been fighting each other, and both sides are very familiar with each other.

"It seems that the information is correct, your Fulong Temple has indeed undergone a big change!"

In the center of the strong men in the Thousand Hands Temple was a slender old man with gloomy eyes. He spoke in a broken international language and said grimly: "Today, we will completely resolve our grievances."

The expressions of everyone present at Fulong Temple suddenly changed, and they began to use their own techniques, holding on to the pills, artifacts, etc., as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Amidst the sound of footsteps, several senior officials of Fulong Temple walked over, surrounded by the host Shi Ming, the first Shi Yuan and others.

"Balihe?"

Seeing this old man, Shi Ming frowned and said angrily: "How dare you bring the senior officials of Thousand Hands Temple to our country!"

Hearing the three words Balihe, everyone in Fulong Temple stirred up a stir.

A hundred years ago, Shi Ming fought against this strong man named Balihe. The two sides fought fiercely for three days and three nights, and finally ended in a draw.

This Balihe is the leader of the Thousand Hands Temple and one of the strongest members of the secret forces in Tianzhu. He is very famous.

Balihe glanced at Shi Ming coldly and sneered: "Old guy, I haven't seen you for so many years. I thought you would be stronger than before. It's a pity that you can't even deal with one of my disciples now." .”

Shi Ming's heart tightened. When Fulong Temple was weakening, the Thousand Hands Temple, a life-or-death enemy, actually came to visit.

One wave after another, God wants Fulong Temple to be destroyed!

"It seems that you have also arranged an internal response in my Fulong Temple." Shi Ming sighed softly in his heart and said softly.

"Everyone, don't you Fulong Temple also have spies in our Thousand Hands Temple?" Balihe sneered and said, "Shi Ming, stop talking nonsense. We, the Thousand Hands Temple, are here today just to bring you Completely destroy Fulong Temple and take back everything Bodhidharma took away."

Hearing this, Shi Ming put his hands together and said with a firm face: "Even if the entire Fulong Temple is destroyed, I will never let you take anything away."

"Oh?" Balihe glanced at everyone with disdain and said proudly: "Just you guys?"

Balihe's cultivation strength was even stronger than that of Shiku. At this time, everyone in Fulong Temple was no match for him even if they swarmed him.