Dragon-Marked War God

No one thought that this time, a small monk with a strong voice would be ejected, so that everyone would look down on the tyrants, including the left-winger and the left-hander, as well as Kong Yan and others, especially The foot also stepped on the nine-level king of the hurricane master statue.

Everyone in Confucius’s attention is actually in the left family, and in the abbot’s abbot, there is no other deaf person in the eyes. In their view, these monks are only looking for a part, now Someone wants to destroy the statue of the hurricane master. The most angry one is the abbot of Yuan Ming and the left family. But he did not expect a small monk to have such a big reaction. What is even more surprising is the cultivation of this little monk. The momentum that was randomly shot out has already reached the level 9 war king.

"Well, I didn't expect this small temple to hide such a genius. I reached the 9th-level warlord at a young age. It seems that the foundation of your left family is really weak. Unfortunately, everyone is going to die today. Yuanyang City is destined to be the world of our Confucius."

Kong Yan said with a sneer.

The monk didn't even look at Kong Yan at all. His angered eyes stared at the **** on the head of his master's statue. He vowed to make this person not to die.

"Haha, a little monk, a statue in the district, why bother to be so excited, I can smash the head of this avatar with just one foot."

The nine-level warlord of the Confucius family laughed and laughed at the foot, causing the statue to squeak and the danger of fragmentation at any time.

Upon seeing, Jiang Chen and the big yellow dog shook their heads helplessly, showing a trace of mercy to the nine-level king. This guy is finished, no one in the heavens and the earth can save him.

"court death."

The monk was angry, and the unprecedented anger, his whole person turned into a golden light and rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, he went to the front of the 9th-level war king. An illusory Buddha’s big hand slammed out, and the nine-level warlord’s face changed dramatically. The speed of the opponent is so fast, and the attack power is so fierce. He feels that even with his full strength, this palm is enough to make himself a meatloaf.

Rubbing.

The monk did not slap him to death. The illusory big hand directly pinched the neck of the 9th-level warlord, and took it off the statue. The monk was like a wild animal of madness, and his hands were dead. Two shoulders of the person.

"Dare to marry my master, die."

The monks had great strength in their hands, and they only heard a loud bang. Everyone saw a scene of bloodlessness. I saw that the ninth-level squad was under the attack of the monk. There was no resistance at all. The whole body was The monk was torn in half, the blood was raging, and the internal organs were scattered on the main hall.

Hey~

Everyone has a cold breath, even Yuan Ming and Yuan Tong both open their eyes. This little monk is too fierce, killing it completely without the martyrdom of the Buddha, even more fierce than the devil, tearing away In two halves, this killing is horrifying.

Yuan Ming did not dare to believe that the little monk who looked like a high-spirited monk yesterday was so murderous and overbearing, but he and Yuan Tong both understood why the monk was so angry because the man was stepping on the hurricane master. His respect for the teacher, this is not what he is looking for.

But what they did not think was that the strength of the monk was so strong that he was a nine-level king, and the other was a nine-level king. It was also a nine-level king. This gap is not a big one.

The left family members are also shocked by the big mouth. They are very familiar with everything in Hurricane Temple. They never know when a small monk like this is coming here. The means of this shot is even the first day of the left family. Zuo Linger shot, not necessarily a small monk opponent.

"Globe, flatten it here, break the statue for me."

Kong Yan was angry. The young monk had just shot too fast, so that he didn’t even have the chance to rescue. The loss was the nine-level warlord of the Confucius family. He was ordered to ambush today, and the result was that he had not killed the other person. He lost a master of the 9th-level warlord first, which made him not angry.

"When you break the statue, you yell at my master, Shengwei. Don't think about leaving today, use your life to pay for my master."

The monk’s voice is extremely indifferent, and he is full of murderousness. He is completely angry today. The monk’s murder has never been blind. Moreover, the majesty of his master has been damaged. This is unacceptable to him. He absolutely does not allow this temple. Being destroyed, it is even more difficult for anyone to move their master statue.

"This seat will kill you this little monk first."

Kong Yan took the lead and rushed to the tyrant. He moved quickly, but some people moved faster. A white young man was in front of Kong Yan as a ghost.

"You want to kill him, let me pass this pass."

The white youth is not someone else. It is Jiang Chen. He is now 19 years old. He has grown up from a young age to a young man.

"court death."

Kong Yan did not put Jiang Chen in his eyes. An eight-level warlord, he had no reason to care. He just took a hand, and the wind blew the void and took it toward Jiang Chen.

In the face of this strong attack, Jiang Chen's understatement is a punch, and the opponent's attacking power collides with it. He only hears a bang, and the void is hit by a deep crack. Jiang Chen stands in the original place and does not move. However, Kong Yan has stepped back three steps to stabilize his body.

"what."

Kong Yan exclaimed, his eyes wide open to the opposite white youth, as if he saw the ghost, both sides who had already prepared for the fierce battle also looked at them with horror, and could not believe their eyes.

"Who is this guy, the eight-level warlord in the district, can actually shake back the first-class warlord with a punch, who is he, how can appear in the temple."

The people in the left family were so shocked that the horrible little monk had just made them unable to calm down. I did not expect a young man who was not known to be horrible than the monk.

"great."

Zuo Linger is also a small mouth. She just saw Jiang Chen and the big yellow dog when she first came to the temple, but she didn't care. It was only an ordinary guest, but she did not expect the other party to be hidden.

The most shocked ones belonged to Yuan Ming and Yuan Tong. They all focused on the tyrants yesterday, completely ignoring Jiang Chen and the big yellow dog. Where is the thought of Jiang Chen is the most horrible, no wonder yesterday’s monk When you stay, you have to look at Jiang Chen’s eyes. It turns out that this young man is the strongest of the two.

Jiang Chen killed the first-class warlord when he was a 7-level warlord. Now he is promoted to the eighth-level warlord. It is not easy to kill the first-class warlord. In fact, the monk after the epiphany, although there is no Jiang Chen metamorphosis and Terror is enough to deal with the first-class warlord, but today the other side is in a strong position, the lineup is strong, Jiang Chen does not want to waste time, decisively shot to stop the first-class war emperor, as for the rest, there are monks and left Linger A metamorphosis is that more than nine squadrons are not enough to kill, and the big yellow dog is not so irritating.

"This son, this is the battle between our Confucius and the left family. I hope you will not intervene."

Kong Yan looked at Jiang Chen.

"I can't care about the battle between Zuojia and Confucius, and I don't have any interest, but I can't do it in this temple. You dare to move here with flowers and grass. I will kill you."

Jiang Chen said that there was a dragon scale flashing on the palm of his hand. He grabbed it forward, and the real dragon handprint was shot and slammed toward Kong Yan.

"River stone palm."

Kong Yan violently screamed, and immediately hit a sharp palm, his eyes also showed anger, he did not believe that with his own level of Emperor's cultivation, he would not beat an eight-level king.

Bang...

It is a pity that after the collision between the real handprint of the dragon and the cracked stone of Kong Yan, the eyes of Kong Yan finally revealed the fear. The proud combat technique was so vulnerable under the attack of the other party. The destruction of the ancient dying is destroyed, and the other side’s dragon claws are like a mountain attacking. Once again, Kong Yan hits a distance of more than ten feet to be able to stabilize himself. Kong Yan only feels himself. The blood in the body is overwhelming, and it is uncomfortable to say nothing.

"Give a grandmother, don't let go."

At this time, Zuo Linger suddenly screamed, and the petite body took the lead to attack one of the nine-level warlords.

kill.

The people in the left family screamed in unison, one was like a chicken blood, and they were very excited. They naturally wanted to be excited. They thought that today they are going to die. The Confucian camp is too strong, and there is a warlord master. Under the cloth, the net is completely blocked. If there is no accident, the left Linger will die, the temple will be destroyed, and all of them will die, but they did not expect to kill two enchanting characters halfway. One of them is the Lien Chan. Being able to retreat, the originally unfavorable situation is instantly reversed, and they naturally cannot be polite to each other.

Bang...

The fierce battle was staged in an instant, and the masters of both sides of the war broke out their own means. They wanted to put the other side to death. The big yellow dog united with the monk to seal the statue of the master of the hurricane. As for the temple, I am afraid that it will be true. It was destroyed, and the fierce battles of so many masters, even if there were ten monasteries, were completely destroyed.

what……

Along with a scream of screaming, the master of a nine-level war king died in the hands of Zuo Linger. Zuo Linger punched the other's head with a fist, and was as ferocious as the monk. This girl seems to have Ruthless endless brute force, with extremely rare special physique, is as strong as a mountain, it is difficult to find an opponent at the same level, and the 9th-level war king is not her opponent at all.

Yuan Ming and Yuan Tong also took the shot. The monks in the temple also joined forces to run a battle and confronted the Confucius. This is a fierce battle about life and death. No one dares to neglect, because it is a joke with his own life.

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