Chapter 292

Zichen and the monk meet again. It's a very similar scene. It's Zichen who suffered a loss at that time. He broke his bones and took the fire sword.

Zichen clenched his fist and made a strong blow. The air was piercing and shrieking. When he saw the monk, he didn't need to keep his hand and directly hurt the killer.

This evil monk once made trouble for himself several times and forced himself into a desperate situation.

"Amitabha

The monk's whole body, golden and solemn, chanted a Buddha's name in his mouth. He did not dodge Zichen's blow and was ready to resist.

"Bang!"

The dull sound, issued in this remote Hutong, makes the earth shake, Zichen's body shake, two steps back, in contrast to the monk, one step does not retreat, his face is still with a compassionate smile.

"Well, you bald ass, there are still some ways." In Zichen's eyes, a touch of surprise flashed through her eyes. Although her own attack was not a full blow, it was not something that ordinary demons could block. It was obviously extraordinary that the monk had so lightly blocked it.

"Amitabha, the benefactor really has evil thoughts. Well, today's meeting is a kind of fate. I'll surpass the benefactor, and I'll get rid of the cause and effect. I'll go back to the abyss of misery." The monk looks solemn and praises the Buddha's name again. The whole body surges with light golden light and strikes Zichen.

Zichen sneered. The dead monk is still here to chew words with him and play tricks on others. However, it can be proved that he did not recognize himself. If he did, he would jump in anger and smoke all over his body.

The purple Chen also greets, the whole body golden light flickers, the perfect body provides the energy, hits the formidable blow.

"Peng!"

Once again, the dull sound was sent out, causing a violent vibration. The two fought fiercely together, like a series of electric lights, playing extremely fierce.

"When!"

The flesh of both men is terrible, and the golden light is bright. Once they meet, they emit the sound of gold and iron, which is louder than the sound of weapons collision, and the clang sound is constantly coming out.

"Bald ass, your strength is no more than that." Zichen sneers repeatedly, intentionally stimulates each other.

"I am a monk, not a bald donkey." The monk is still in the costume, the treasure looks solemn and golden.

"Peng!"

Two people hard to a blow, one after another backward, unknowingly, two people have used eight points of strength, now separated, eyes have a touch of surprise.

"I despise the benefactor. It turns out that the benefactor's strength is so strong that I'll offend him more." The monk put his hands together and sang the name of Buddha.

"Bah, you bald ass, don't put on such a face. If you have the ability to fight, if you don't, you will hand over the map." Zichen's vicious way.

"Hum!"

The monk's whole body, the golden light flickers, a golden fingerprint points out, toward the purple Chen mercilessly point.

"The benefactor is so stubborn that I will give my best." Voice down, the golden fingerprint on the light is stronger, the golden light is bright, like pure gold casting, very sharp.

In Zichen's body, Qi and blood are constantly flowing, and the perfect body is displayed. All kinds of energy surround the fingers. The bright golden light is not weaker than the monk at all. The two fingers touch each other in space.

"Bang!"

This time, a bigger noise appeared, the earth trembled, and then a golden ripple spread three meters away.

This is the entrance of the Hutong. There are houses all around. Both of them compress the energy to a point, but release it.

Don't look at the three meter ripples. Once a monk gets involved in it, he will be killed by the ripple.

This time, the monk's expression is no longer calm.

And Zichen also knew the powerful strength of the monk.

It blocked the attack of perfect body.

"Hum!"

With a slight tremor, the monk stretched out his whole right hand. The golden light was bright, like a huge leaf fan, flashing golden light, and fighting toward Zichen, the strong wind was howling, and the terrible energy was flowing.

The powerful Vajra palm is the advanced fighting skill of Buddhism.

"Green peak seal."

Between the hands of Zichen, there was a breath of mountain like mountain. He fused the green peak seal into the palm print.

"Boom

This time, even the compressed energy also produced a distance collision. The whole land at the entrance of the Hutong was shaking, and the huge sound was far away.

"Peng!"

Feeling that the other side is extraordinary, they no longer try. At this moment, they are more and more powerful, no longer hiding their clumsy. Their powerful fighting skills are compressed within a few meters, and their attacks are more and more terrible.

In Zichen's body, the perfect body constantly provides energy. Although the golden Qi and blood does not soar to the sky, its strength is not weak, but the monk can evade it with strong strength.

Pengpeng's voice constantly sounded, spread to the distance, which attracted many monks to watch, but also did not dare to approach.

"Who is fighting?"

"It seems to be a big man with a monk."

"Monk, where are the monks from Yongqi city?"

Many friars came and pointed in the distance."My God, that's a good and evil monk, a real evil spirit."

"What, he is the good and evil monk, the evil monk who specializes in doing evil things, cheating and stealing, doing everything?"

"Damn it, this dead monk."

There were discontent voices from the crowd. It was obvious that the reputation of the monk was not good anywhere.

"Boom

The powerful energy fluctuation spreads out, the Hutong trembles again, the compressed energy concussion, and there are cracks all around. Obviously, the attack of the two people is too strong.

"Who is that man who is so terrible that he can draw with the monk?"

"I don't know. I'm afraid it's the hermit demon of some family."

More and more people gathered in the crowd, and some people directly jumped onto the roof to watch the battle. This was a war of demons, which was rarely seen in more than ten years.

"My God, what are you doing? Hurry up." Zichen sends out a message of idea, indicating a day to start.

"Ah... That's not good. Two to one." A Tian was stunned.

"What's wrong? This is an evil monk, not a good man, worse than a villain. Besides, you don't want the map?" Zichen transmits the voice again.

But under the hand is not stop, with the monk fierce fighting, two people are like two golden light general, constantly touching.

"All right." Ah Tian didn't want to, but he couldn't hold the purple Chen. He could only say, "evil monk, you should be careful. I will attack you."

A word said, Zichen's nose almost didn't have gas slant, the voice way: "you and this guy waste what words, tell you, if I am not today, you will be robbed by the monk."

"Shua!"

A word falls, ah Tian is to flash up, this is also a demon, after joining the battle, immediately became two dozen one.

"Benefactor, do you think it is appropriate for two people to deal with me and one? Buddha has cloud... "The monk's face was angry.

"Peng!"

But before the monk's voice dropped, Zichen took the opportunity to use extreme speed to flash to the monk's face and hit the other side's forehead with a fist. The earth trembled.

But unfortunately, did not break the monk's defense, but also shock Zichen's hand a burst of pain.

"Are you going to kill him?" Ah Tian was shocked.

"Do you think he's going to die? Knock him out and take the map." Zichen rolled her eyes.

"OK." I didn't expect that this time, ah Tian reacted very quickly and flashed behind the monk. He also looked at the door of his head for a moment, causing a loud noise.

Although it didn't break through the defense, the monk was stumbling and nearly fell.

"Look at me. I'm a buffoon." Zichen burst a drink, seize the opportunity, flash up, hands clench fist, golden light flash, and then in the field of elixir, the true Qi surging, as if the attack of raindrops.

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang!"

Like raindrops of fists, like drums, hit the monk's forehead, causing the earth to tremble, and each blow was like a heavy hammer in the sound of thunder.

"Ha ha!"

The purple Chen hits this to call a carefree, before receives the suffocation to bend, today may be said to be all looked back.

"Am I right? The monk has been suppressed?"

"What was that doing, drumming?"

"What a fierce man, no, two."

Just under the daze of the public, a Tian is not willing to show weakness. He kicks on the monk's buttocks. Under the strong impact, he and Zichen are almost drowned.

"Damn it!"

When the two demons made a move, the monk was immediately suppressed and stopped pretending. He let out a angry roar. The golden light flashed again, followed by a golden mask.

It is the most powerful defense in the world.

"Amitabha."

With the sound of the Buddha's horn, a golden bell emerges from the monk's body. The bell is like a solid body, with traces of various lines around it, forming a strange pattern. It looks like a kind of inexplicable Rune with golden light. However, the most obvious thing is that they are all noble and solemn, with their hands folded, and they seem to be chanting scriptures.

"When!"

Zichen's strong and fierce attack, hit on the big bell, even sent out a crisp ring, the bell concussion, and Zichen whole person, also was played back, quit seven or eight steps.

"Damn it, it's the turtle shell again!"

Body protection skills appear, Zichen obviously can not break the defense, angry, at the same time, he also took the opportunity to hit a few times stick.

And ah Tian is not idle, and he is in a mess to hit the monk.

Two evil spirits, one in front of the other, caught the monk by surprise.

When a golden sword points to Zichen, there is an attack behind him. In short, it is miserable.

"Eat my last shot, bald ass." Zichen let out a big drink. The Qi and blood in his body surged wildly. All his strength converged towards his right fist, and then his golden fist hit the monk's forehead."Dong!"

This time, there was a loud noise, and the body protective masks all began to vibrate. The monk among them was obviously shaken to seven meat and eight vegetables.

"Gone

Zichen laughs, turns to walk, the foot limit footwork unfolds.

"Shua!"

Ah Tian also disappeared soon.

When the monk chased out of the hutongkou, the two men had disappeared completely. They could only see around with a pair of almost petrified eyes.

Who is the monk? That's a monster. Now he was beaten. Although he was not injured and several people failed to break the defense, the attack on his head completely shocked everyone.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. In those days, the Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle to resolve the cause and effect. Today, I am a good and evil monk. For the sake of cause and effect, what's the harm of being beaten up?" The monk tidied up his cassock. The golden light was shining all over his body, and his precious appearance was solemn.

All around, many people heard of it and were absolutely defeated.

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