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"Junior dare to attack!"

The strange black monk in black leaped from the ruins, his face roared with anger and a roar of invisible energy.

Jia Shen stood motionless as a gun and stood up, only to feel that a strange heat wave was hitting him, and it seemed to be burning when he took a bite of his internal organs, but his skin was covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

"Singularity?"

A shock flashed in my heart, the corners of his mouth showed no trace of disdain, cold humming musculoskeletal membrane and all the internal organs vibrated in unison, and instantly removed the discomfort from the body.

"Hey, Junior, now I'm scared, late!"

The man with a strange air around his face was grievous and stretched his hands to pinch the tricks, and the strange heat waves roared like mountains and seas.

He also heard of Jia Chen’s name, and he thought the same as the previous three enshrined philosophers, only to think of the indiscriminate and indiscriminate propaganda, and secretly there was no joke about Shaolin incompetence. Now when he meets the righteous master, bullying Jia Shun won't be able to perform the magic trick, but he even played the spell before him.

"Hey, that hou has knowledge and knowledge, what is called a fist!"

Jia Shen sneered, his right foot stepped forward fiercely, the area around the Fayuan Temple suddenly shook slightly, his body was full of blood and blood, and the fist in his right hand suddenly flew out.

Bang!

The thunder exploded on the ground, and everyone in the vicinity blew the blood and blood in the body, and the eardrums buzzed well, and a violent and overbearing fist screamed out. Quan Gang rose against the wind and instantly turned into a wall of Quan Gang, whistling forward with an unprecedented momentum.

boom!

The wall of boxing fist collided with the weird hot air volley and made a muffled noise. In the strange look of the strange black monk in black, the face turned like a bulldozer.

"how could it be possible……"

The man exclaimed in exclamation, and was immediately submerged by the strange heat wave forced back by the wall of fist, and immediately screamed that the Qiqiao bleeding was miserable.

It was at this time that Jia Shun rushed out of the wall of sharp fists and gangs, and slammed the squat directly out, and the blood from the Qiqiao was thrown like rain and it was miserable.

"On this strength, dare to stab in front of Benhou?"

The strange Qimon monk in black, who was not waiting for his breath, fell like a broken kite from the sky. Jia Chen's feet slammed on the ground and leaped into the air. Like a big bird flying into the sky, he looked at the servant who had just flew under him.

"Do not!"

The strange black monk Qimen, who saw the strange atmosphere, saw Jia Shenju approaching from the sky, and he was almost shocked and almost exclaimed, but it was too late.

brush!

Jia Yuan's right leg was raised like a battle axe, and he slammed down, hitting the chest of the strange Qimon monk in a strange breath, and only heard a crackling crackle, and a shocking blood arrow spouted from his mouth , The body fell like a defeat and fell to the ground, raising a piece of gray dust.

"Hey, dare to come out to show ugliness at this point, I really don't know what to do!"

Hey, with a sneer, Jia Shun fell from the sky like an invincible **** of war. His feet fell directly on the belly of the monk in black Qimen who had a strange breath. He suddenly smashed the guts and organs, and almost all shifted. His eyes burst out like shrimps. Rise, and then his head and feet are unable to fall.

What frightened him was that Jia Shen's blazing blaze of blood and flames, like the melting snow of spring, generally dissipated the "divine power" given by the gods in him to the invisible.

"you you you……"

He was seriously injured, as long as the heart can still function, and his head can be maintained without being exploded, but at this moment he feels the death threat of Sensen, and the "divine power" that maintains his injury is shocked. The speed dissipated, waves of pain swept through like waves.

Before he finished talking, he rolled his eyelids and passed out.

"Oh, the monk of Fayuan Temple will come out. You are here to invite the strength of the Luohan to possess it. It seems that today is a lot more troublesome!"

Jia Chen was too lazy to look at the fellow who passed away, and turned back to laugh at a broken temple, before he could walk slowly out of an elderly monk who was engulfed in the energy of the Buddha.

"Amitabha, loyal and loyal Hou really good means, poor monks admire!"

The old monk saluted with his hands together, a pair of low-browed and obedient postures, and he did not mean anything at all. Obviously he understood the huge strength gap between him and Jia Chen.

Jia Shen's single-handed go to the Shaolin Battle was very clear to him. It was not a false claim from the outside world. The'fake Luohan' possessed by one of the eighteen Arhats in the courts did not take advantage of Jia's hands. Finally, he exhausted his vitality and sat directly. With his strength at this time to attract the power of ordinary Luohan, it was just to insult him with Jia Amnesty.

"Give you two options, either follow me and be directly killed, or wait for the matter to report to the Department of Criminal Affairs, Ben Hou will leave you a single room in the Criminal Department!"

Jia Yuan laughed lightly, and directly put forward the conditions, directly said: "Choose it yourself!"

His voice is not loud, but it is all the monks who can survive in the ruins of Fayuan Temple, and the three enshrined Taoists can hear clearly, one by one, but they are scared to breathe.

In addition to the monks of the temple, the monks of Fayuan Temple are full of hatred. They feel that Zhongyonghou is too domineering and does not talk about emotions. How to say Fayuan Temple is a famous temple in Kyoto.

And the three enshrined old masters were shocked. From the arrogance of Jia Yuan to the monks who had the power of Luohan initiation at Fayuan Temple, we can see a lot of things that make them numb.

"Poor monk, willing to receive punishment from the punishment office!"

For a moment of silence, the monk of Fayuan Temple with the power of Arhat bowed his head softly.

"Smart move!"

Jia Yuan chuckled lightly and asked directly: "What's going on tonight, how could Fayuan Temple suddenly experience a sneak attack from that man?"

"This one……"

The monk of Fayuan Temple was helpless, and he even said: "The poor monk does not know!"

"Hey..."

Jia Shen just sneered and asked a lot of laziness, turned back to the strange black monk Qimen who walked in a strange breath, suddenly his face changed slightly, his body suddenly came out of the wind like a wind, and felt the blood that quickly dissipated. Vitality looks extremely ugly.

"The three directors came over to see what the **** was going on?"

He felt weird in his heart, but he didn't know much about Qimen's means, and waved his hands to greet the three enshrined envoys: "The breath of life in this fellow is passing quickly!"

The three enshrined Daoists were shocked, and did not dare to slacken their body as if they were flying by. They looked carefully at the situation of the fellow and suddenly changed their face. They exclaimed: "Someone has secretly acted and tried to take his life!"

Immediately, the three of them could not care about the others. They stretched out their hands and pinched the tactics, and the three dark clouds of Mengmeng emerged in an instant, following a magical trajectory in the Ming, as if the electric vectors were flying towards the distance.

"Don't blame Lord Hou, I'll wait to check it out!"

One of the Lao Dao opened his mouth, and at the next three enshrined Lao Dao roared away like a smoke, like a fairy in a cloud.

Jia Chen's eyes flashed in the corner of his mouth, a slight chuckle, how could he not see the three enshrined saints deliberately stay away?

But he didn't care, knowing that fear is a good thing, that is, those who are innocent and stupid. Such a guy has no scruples in his shots, which is the most headache.

As for the three "flying" methods dedicated to the old ways, it may be magical for ordinary rivers and lakes masters, but it is also the same for Jia Shen, but it is only a magical way to change the direction and intensity of the surrounding airflow, which caused it The dashing flying escape technique of "riding the clouds and driving the fog" is actually just like that.

However, he did not stand there doing nothing, his face sneered, his mental perception spread like a tide to the distance, and soon his brow gently flicked out a sensuous sneer.

Somewhere outside of five miles, a peculiar energy fluctuation resembles a torch in the dark, as much as it shines, and the direction of the spread of energy fluctuations is just that the person under the foot has completely hung up and the body temperature is rapid Cool monk in black monk.

Want to kill under his eyelids, how could it be possible without paying a price?

He didn't kill him directly~www.wuxiaspot.com~He picked up a damaged wooden beam weighing hundreds of pounds from the ground, hey, he laughed and suddenly swayed the muscles and muscles in his body, and the whole arm was fierce. Inflate a circle.

call!

A piercing scream that cut through the air suddenly sounded, and the heavy wooden beam in his hand had turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the night sky instantly. Such an amazing scene saw the original displeased Jia Jia, and the monk of Fayuan Temple who was very unsightly. They were stunned, and even the monk who possessed the power of the Luohan couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and he bowed his head and dared not move any more.

Nima, if Jia Yuan just picked up a heavy wooden beam just to give him a sudden, even if there is a mortal body in the Luohan, he can't bear it. Not every Luohan has a golden body.

what!

At this moment, a scream of tremendous scream suddenly came out of the night sky in the distance, and soon came the three loud shouts of worship to the old saints, the face of the monk of Fayuan Temple with the power of the Luohan As soon as I don't have the slightest thought of moving.

But at this moment, Jia Shen suddenly chuckled and waved a hand towards him, a fiery red blood and blood flame visible to the naked eye roared, just like a fire dragon will instantly have the power of the monk. Submerged.

To the holy monk's horror, the power of the Luohan on his body quickly dissipated like a low tide after the blood and flames stood before him, but he did not wait for his reaction.

Suddenly, a heavy tiredness and horror flowed into my heart. The body that was still fighting with the enemy's enemies before was like a crumbling candlelight, and he plopped on the ground with both hands, and his face showed the compassion of the Buddha. Meaning, chanting Buddha singing out from the mouth.

The monks around Fayuan Temple didn’t know what had happened, so they stopped working and crossed their knees while sitting and chanting the sutra loudly...