Chapter 215

"Are you tired of Dalin temple?" The light of the day is helpless.

"How can we be bothered by the behavior of just people in addition to demons and defending Taoism?" The fat monk said coldly.

"Is self deception enough?" Tianguangming looks at the great monk with disdain.

"It's wrong to say a sentence once and say it ten times, but it's true when you say it a hundred times or a thousand times." The fat monk sneered, his manner was not good, but his words were very reasonable.

No one believes that a 10-year-old is a threat to any right path.

It's just a desire for the spiritual pulse in the hands of children.

Dalin Temple needs correctness. They flaunt the leader of Buddhism and justice to themselves, so the children become the children of the evil way, and the people who save the children become the ancestors of the evil way.

When you say it for the first time, you may have a lot of doubts. Why is this child the son of the devil?

In the tenth time, I began to believe that this child is the son of the devil. If you don't get rid of it now, it will be a disaster in the future.

When you say it a hundred times or a thousand times, this child in your heart is a devil's son. You must kill it. Otherwise, the world in the future will certainly have great turbulence because of this child.

Then they will be one of the accomplices!

So kill this kid now!

From the beginning of the lie, to the later do not kill the child, they will become the object of condemnation.

This is the way of brainwashing in Dalin temple.

You do the worst, but you get the greatest sense of justice, satisfaction.

Seeing through all this, tianguangming sneered and said, "I'm afraid you don't know. I held two watermelon knives on Penglai east road not long ago. From the south to the north, I killed a river of blood and corpses everywhere. I didn't blink my eyes. I just cut and chop. Do you want to have a try now? "

Looking at the light of the day, the fat monk sneered and said, "I don't know, you didn't take a watermelon knife."

Tian Guangming stretched out his hand on his hips and dissatisfied: "is it the watermelon knife thing now?"

"I killed 49 monks in Dalin temple. Do you want to be the 50th one?" The sky is bright and cold.

"What gives you the strength to say such a thing in front of a legendary person?" Fat monk disdains to say.

"It's not because you killed Penglai East Road to Penglai West Road, did you?" The fat monk sneered.

The light of the day, his eyes narrowed. He was laughing at him.

"It's boundless. Step back. The farther you go, the better." The day was bright and his face was cold.

Li Wuliang is very obedient, turns around and runs.

The fat monk looked at him, but he didn't pay any attention to Li boundless. He was just a boy in the frontier of wasteland. When he killed tianguangming, he could catch him at any time.

It's like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Now I'll let you know what I've got." The light of the day saw that Li had left without a limit, and suddenly killed people.

Boom!

A terrifying momentum broke out without warning, and tianguangming fought fiercely with his white fist. Even in the face of the legendary realm, he had no fear.

When!

But the fist on the other side is like a piece of iron, which shakes the sky away and stomps on the ground. With a bang, the ground layer of 100 meters is like a spider's web, full of cracks.

"That's all you have in mind?" Looking at the light of the day, the fat monk sneered.

"I can't even hurt my skin. You are still so arrogant. The legendary realm is far from what you can despise." The fat monk said coldly.

"This blow was just a trial. What are you proud of?" The light of the day stood steadily and calmly.

"My teeth are sharp and my mouth is sharp. What else can you do?" The fat monk sneered.

"Let's try my bright fist." Tianguangming's body moves forward quickly, comes to the fat monk's body, and then suppresses it with a hard blow.

Boom!

The strike was the best of the day.

He took a deep breath, like the eye of a storm spring. He absorbed the aura from all directions, and flowed in his body. Finally, he burst out in this fist.

When!

This blow, tianguangming hit the fat monk's chest.

The fat monk's face did not change, and said coldly, "protect your body and body gold body!"

Bang!

A tall Buddha's golden body appeared to resist the blow of the bright sky.

The light of the day did not change, and his backhand was another punch.

Boom!

With this fist, tianguangming completely released his own shackles and displayed the biggest move of "Guangming Shenquan".

[Da Guangming Quan]

boom!

The endless sun, like magma flowing down, is like a waterfall falling down, incomparably terrifying, and the light of the day turns into a scorching sun at this moment.

The magic Qi in his body is roaring and shaking, just like the Yellow River burst its dike, and anyone who resists the flood will be submerged instantly.One after another, a magic awn appears around the body of tianguangming, where each divine awn can shatter mountains and rivers and collapse river banks.

This is the magic power of the sky. It is so terrible that every great sun will pierce through the void, like thousands of rivers of divine power surging.

It's all in the fist of the light of the sky.

Smash it out!

Click!

Buddha's golden body at this moment, there is a crack.

The day is bright and joyful. Without hesitation, continue to attack. Attack quickly with your fists like rain.

Bang bang bang bang!

The fat monk's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that the bright day would be so strong. This was no longer the power of the human immortal realm. It seemed that he was beyond the human immortal realm and wanted to reach the transcendental realm.

For a while, the fat monk was oppressed by the fighting style of tianguangming and could only defend passively. Against the fist of light.

But how can passive defense have the initiative to attack?

The light of the day is not defensive at all. It's hard to fight with you and exchange injuries for injuries. It's a violent mess.

The question is, how can a fat monk trade his wounds with him?

He is a legendary realm. Now the sky is bright and the momentum is fierce. It is only a short time. When the momentum is over, the fat monk has many ways to deal with him.

Bang bang!

Tianguangming made ten punches, eight of which were resisted by the fat monk, and two of them fell on Jin.

Click!

With each blow, there is another crack in the body, which cannot be repaired.

The light in the sky was more and more bright. He stamped his foot, turned his body, and hit 108 punches in an instant.

The 108 punches made the fat monk dizzy and couldn't resist it for a while. Most of them fell on Jin.

Click! CLICK!

The cracks in the gold body are getting bigger and bigger, just like a piece of exquisite ceramic tile broken and mended again.

The last punch!

"Give me some pieces!" There was a roar in the twilight of the day, and all the magic power and genuine Qi gathered together.

Boom!

Ten thousand magic power waterfall, a vast expanse of white, frightening, all fell down, turned into a bright fist.

Bang!

"Block it The blow came out, the fat monk's face changed greatly, and tried to resist.

Click!

He resisted, but the huge impact burst out of his body and broke the golden body.

Poof!

The fat monk spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his life's golden body was gone. His eyes were gloomy and he was eager to devour tianguangming alive.

"You can't fight now, are you?" Fat monk wipe the corners of his mouth blood, cold, bloodthirsty eyes, where there is a monk's appearance, more like the devil than the devil.

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