Chapter 915： Moon

"Very good monk." Zhou Jinchun hugged his fist and said, "Our Holy Religion and Zhunlun Temple are not guilty of committing river water. Do you really want to take the initiative?"

The good monk has a round face, handsome features, and a calm and peaceful expression: "The world is impermanent and everything is changing. There was no conflict between the Holy Ghosts and the Dai Temple. Is the enemy. "

"The monk is a monk, and cares about these worldly things?" Zhou Jinchun said.

The good monk shook his head and said, "All the monks at home are in impermanence. The Zhuanlun Temple is in Daqiu. How can we stay out of it? The four donors do not know why they went to Luoqiu?

"Let's go watch the battle." Zhou Jinchun said.

The best monk said: "Why don't the donors talk vainly, since going to the fall city is the enemy of the big autumn, and the poor monks are rude."

He said he pulled two wheels out of his sleeve.

Obsidian is made of inkstone, faintly shining.

It is almost the same size and looks similar to the tea cup cover. At first glance, it will be thought that it is a tea cup cover. There are many strange patterns carved on it, which are exquisite and unusual.

He threw his hands gently, and his whine kept flowing.

The two black wheels spun at high speed in the air, whistling and shooting, one shot at Li Ruolan and one shot at Zhou Jinchun, seemingly slow, and came to them in an instant, as if directly across the void.

"Ding ..." Zhou Jinchun waved his sword, and when the sword touched the black wheel, he was twisted and let go.

A strange power came from the Black Wheel, which took him a little bit further, and took advantage of the trend to increase his strength. He couldn't hold the sword anymore.

After the long sword was released, the speed of the black wheel suddenly increased. It seemed to borrow strength from the long sword, and turned in the air, turning to his neck.

Zhou Jinchun ducked his head and avoided it.

The Black Wheel whined and whizzed past his forehead, his hair flying, a few strands of hair disconnected, and falling to the ground.

He sweated, if he was one step behind, his head would really be turned off!

Li Ruolan stared at the Black Wheel, feeling the intense danger, stepping back to avoid it.

The black wheel turned around and turned around again. She avoided it again. The black wheel was too fast. She didn't dare to be distracted and concentrated on dodging.

Chu Li said: "Brother Zhou, run!"

Zhou Jinchun rolled on the ground, turned and ran.

"Woo ..." The black wheel was chasing after him at a high speed, faster than his speed. When he walked around his head and neck, he would unscrew his head.

Zhou Jinchun had just bowed his head to avoid it. The cold air from the black round had already hit him, and when he saw it, he had to separate his head.

"Ding ......" A crisp sound, the black wheel swelled, floated flat, and was still spinning at a high speed, Zhou Jinchun escaped.

The black wheel was spinning in the sky, and the whine kept falling, and it fell straight down.

Chu Li put down his right hand and let out a sigh of relief, but fortunately he was right, this knife hit the center of the black wheel.

The power of the black wheel is mysterious. As long as a little external force is applied, it will be transformed into its own power by the black wheel to accelerate it. The magic of the tibetan runner scripture is manifested on the black wheel.

The predecessors of Zhunlun Temple can design such weapons.

"Amitabha Buddha in the south ..." Zhishan Heshi announced a Buddhist horn, reached out a move, the black wheel was spinning in the drill and his wide sleeves.

You can see the center point on the black wheel that rotates at high speed. It is by no means ordinary people. It is impossible to be blind and blind. Your vision and martial arts are top-notch.

Chu Lixiu was not high. He was dimmed by the three inspections, and it was easy to be ignored.

Li Ruolan's situation is getting more and more difficult. The black wheel, like a bone-in-chest, keeps getting tighter and closer, her pressure multiplies, and she will be cut off almost at the next moment.

Chu Li suddenly waved.

"Ding ..." The black wheel flew obliquely away from Li Ruolan.

The good monk beckoned, the black wheel suddenly climbed before landing, and flew into the wide monk sleeve of the good monk.

He combined a ritual: "There is no Amitabha in the south ..., who is the donor?"

"Zhao Dahe!" Chu Lishen said, "Good monk, are you the only weapon in Zhuanlun Temple?"

His face was somber, like an enemy.

There is a strange breath on the body of the good monk, and his spiritual strength is so strong that he cannot see what he thinks.

His intuition warned him that the farther away from this good monk, the better, and the cultivation is amazing, and he is by no means able to defeat him!

"This is the moon wheel." Nodded kindly: "Zhao Shizhu can break this device. It is really extraordinary. The poor monk has to teach him a lot!"

Chu Li Road said: "Yes, Sister Li, you can take a step first. I'll rush over after discussing with the Supreme Master Monk."

Li Ruolan frowned at him.

Zhou Jinchun said: "Let's go together."

Chu Li shook his head and said, "I'll be there soon!"

He still has a chance to escape, there is no luck with them!

Li Ruolan hummed, "You are not sure?"

Chu Lidao nodded.

Li Ruolan glanced at Ji Xin and Zhou Jinchun and sighed, "Okay, let's take a step!"

Ji Xin didn't want to leave. He heard the name of Zhuanlun Temple for a long time, but he never taught it. He wanted to see the number of Wugong Road in Zhuanlun Temple.

Zhou Jinchun was frightened. He almost moved his head and busyly said, "Yes, take a step first, Brother Ji, go!"

"Well ..., okay." Ji Xin nodded helplessly: "Master Zhao, be careful, let's take a step!"

Chu Li nodded slowly.

The monk Chong three smiled and looked like an old friend. He just cast the moon but just didn't intend to keep it.

Chu is even more vigilant. This monk is different from normal people and has a unique mind.

Chu Li watched them disappear, and slowly turned to look at the Supreme Good: "I am a good monk, I practice normally, and other martial arts are also sparse. All I can do is a bright knife."

"The Great Bright Fist of the Holy Religion is famous all over the world." The monk said, "The poor monk wants to teach the great bright fist of Zhao Shizhu!"

His voice did not fall, and his right fist protruded from the wide sleeve like a vinegar bowl, reaching Chu Li's chest in an instant.

Chu Li Daguangmingquan hits instantly ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Bang! "Chu Lizhen stepped back three steps, his face turned white, and then turned red.

The monk's fist is strange and has changed twice in his body, first to Yin, then to Cold, then to Yin, which is strange and unpredictable.

"Oh!" Chu Li spit out blood.

Losing his physical arrogance, his punches are like the sea, and he is so changeable, he is far from being able to bear it, and the best monk is far superior to him.

As soon as he had an idea, the tibetan runner followed.

I did n’t know how to use the Jizo Scroll. At this time, the boxing power of the good monk was sensed, so with the change, the internal force of the body was changed twice in an instant, and the boxing power of the good monk was transformed into his own. Bright fist pounded.

This punch was extremely fast. After eating the popular Dan and Ju Ling Dan, he was extremely quick to move, grabbed a punch before the good monk, and hit him in the boxing boxing. (To be continued.)

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