Doomsday Rise

Has the white lunatic who forcibly wiped out Yujianmen and ignored the envoys of the Huangfu Dynasty caused another disturbance? The people around held their breath and stared at the loudspeaker. Who is it? Let the white lunatic be so cautious.

The big horn is one of the many items in the playground. Sitting on a kayak, it uses the inertia of the water to rotate and slide up and down in the horn-shaped container, which is similar to a roller coaster.

There was no water flow on the big speaker, and the container that had not been maintained for a long time was stained with rust. A timid middle-aged man came out of the speaker, his eyes did not dare to touch the white lunatic, and he said tremblingly: "I didn't do anything!"

"It turned out to be a coward!" The gecko crept forward a few steps, squinting slightly to see the difference in the middle-aged man, but found nothing in the end.

"Is there someone else?" Black Bat wondered, his sensory ability was the best among the crowd, but he didn't notice any threat from the middle-aged man.

"There's no one in the big speaker!" Flamingo looked at the boss, but saw that the boss was frowning deeply, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The people around kept quiet, but they also thought that the middle-aged man was not the person the white lunatic was looking for. The middle-aged man was too ordinary. Although the strength of the silver level was not weak, it was obvious that the white lunatic would not take it seriously.

"What you did, you know, and I know too." Madman Bai left a string of afterimages on the spot, and his real body was already in front of the middle-aged man. His fist hit the middle-aged man's head, and the terrifying sound of piercing through the air resounded.

The imagined sound of the head breaking did not sound, and everyone was shocked to find that the middle-aged man had avoided the thunderous blow of the white maniac, and appeared at the side of the white maniac with miraculous steps, pointing out.

"One finger Zen!" The knowledgeable master blurted out.

The middle-aged man seemed to point at random, but the white lunatic had no choice but to take it hard. However, this was already within the scope of his calculations, and the left fist that was ready to go was struck out with a bang.

boom!

The sound was like thunder, and an overwhelming force surged towards him. Just as the white lunatic was about to resist, the force suddenly condensed into one stream and turned into an awl. His defenses were torn apart, his face changed, and he retreated three steps in a row, dangerously suppressing this terrifying force.

"How do you see me

Come on, I think I've disguised myself very well. The middle-aged man showed a hint of admiration. As the signature martial art of Daleiyin Temple, One Finger Zen is absolutely extraordinary. Ordinary monks can defeat the strong with the weak before they have mastered it. His One Finger Zen has been practiced to the extreme, and there is no trace of fireworks in his shots.

Just taking three steps back without any loss, he is truly a genius in martial arts.

"Is there any weak person who can come here?" The white madman said indifferently, and slowly stepped forward, his momentum was rising, his whole body seemed to be a mountain, tall and boundless.

"Based on this alone?" The middle-aged man shook his head, his eyes showed a trace of solemnity, "Suppress your strength, this is an ordinary disguise, and many people around you are like me. If silver-level strength is a flaw, you can't see through me!"

"You are indeed very powerful. I am not the one who sees through you." The white lunatic's voice fell, and he punched out, like a flash of lightning, extremely fast.

"Strong Vajra Palm!" The middle-aged man suddenly disappeared, replaced by a golden light, shining in all directions, and in an instant, the sky was dyed golden.

The light was extremely dazzling, and a terrible collision sounded.

boom——

The surrounding masters opened their eyes and looked at the two sides in shock, evenly split!

The two retreated six steps each, and there was a gap between them, which was tens of meters deep. Not far away, a roller coaster weighing several tons was moved across seven or eight meters, and everything within tens of meters of the two of them was swept away.

Who is this middle-aged man? Doubts arose in the masters' hearts. The white lunatic had a reputation outside the world. He was one of the five major army commanders of the Ping'an Army. Killing high-level zombies was like slaughtering chickens and dogs. He had basically never defeated the evolutionists. This unattractive middle-aged man can even fight the white lunatic. Are there so many masters in this world?

"What's your relationship with Daleiyin Temple?" Without a sound, Liu Weian appeared behind the middle-aged man.

"Da Leiyin Temple?" The middle-aged man showed a look of reminiscence, "I remember, that's where I play." When he turned around, he suddenly pointed out with his finger.

There is no sound in the void, but there are fluctuations.

"Ask the heart finger!" An exclamation came from the corner.

Boo!

The two fingers intersected, a few cracks appeared in the space, and it returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

"Liu Wei'an!" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed. He is the most powerful genius of Daleiyin Temple in the past hundred years. Any martial arts learned by him can be easily learned. Others need decades or even hundreds of years to master it, but he can master it in a few years. Asking Xinzhi is one of his most devoted martial arts. He thought he could easily kill Liu Wei'an, but the last time was to injure him. However, in this fight, he found that Liu Wei'an's Wenxin Zhizhi was not inferior to his. How could he not be shocked?

Liu Wei'an could clearly see the process of obtaining the questioning heart finger. In such a short period of time, he was able to practice the questioning heart finger to such a state, which gave him a new understanding of the word genius.

"One Finger Zen, Vigorous Vajra Palm, Asking Heart Finger, each door is the secret of Daleiyin Temple. Are you from the Discipline Academy, Arhat Hall, or Fumo Hall?" Liu Wei'an looked up and down the middle-aged man. This man's attack was not as silent as the Luohan Hall's monks. Perhaps it was because of his disdain, but his might was as powerful as it was. The scary thing was that this person was young, but his skill was deeper than the few dead Luohan Hall monks. I don't know. How to practice.

"I'm neither the Discipline Academy nor the Arhat Hall, and I'm not from the Fumo Temple." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Wei'an, "Sometimes, I really doubt that you are some old guy who took the house and was reborn. Otherwise, how did you get this skill?"

"The world is too big for you to imagine." Liu Weian said lightly, "Let me see your true face."

"It can be seen, needless to say, you are the one who sees through me?" The middle-aged man laughed, his body changed, his thin body swelled up, and he instantly became a strong man in 185, his face also changed, and after a while of twisting, he completely changed himself. The face is cut like a knife, the eyes are deep, the nose is hooked, and the eyebrows are thick and black, which makes the first impression of the whole person extremely firm and full of masculine charm.

"You're not a monk!" Liu Weian was surprised.

"My name is Sakyamuni Xuanzang!" the man said proudly, his voice was like a peerless magic soldier, with a sharp texture. Liu Wei'an discovered for the first time that a person's name and person match so well.

It was as if this person was born with this name, and this name was only worthy of this person.

Sakyamuni Xuanzang!