"What's the situation?"

As soon as the fat monk came over, he asked, he was chased and beaten by Zhou Ping and Shangguan Wan'er just now, without respite, and what's worse, he didn't respond to his companions, and he couldn't mourn more than die of heart.

The thin monk looked at Lin Zhenliu and his party, who were bullying in front of him, his face was not good, his eyes were cold, and he whispered, "It's not a way to go on like this, and if it goes on like this, none of us will be able to gain any benefits." ”

"That's what I just thought, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you for help. The Fat Friar said with some grumbling.

The other monk also looked serious at the moment, nodded and said, "There is really no need to do a senseless fight, our target is just that Lin Zhenliu, so as long as we attack him at the same time." ”

The fat monk's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh in agreement, "Yes, why didn't I think that I almost fell into their trap, and I was actually divided into three fronts, isn't this disrupting our position!"

The thin monk also nodded, but also considered him, "It's a good idea, but if the three of us attack him at the same time, I'm afraid that we will attract other people to besiege him, and in the end, we may have to divide into three fronts." ”

The other monk shook his head and said, "I don't think so. At the beginning, we can continue to fight in separate lines, but we must preserve our strength, slowly move the battle line closer to Lin Zhenliu, and then beat him by surprise, kill him with one sentence, or just cut off his fingers, anyway, what we want is just the things in the storage ring.

"That's right!"

"Let's do it, then!" said the thin monk, "if we don't succeed here, we won't have such a good chance again." ”

As soon as the thin monk finished speaking, the three of them rushed out again, but this time, they didn't come according to the line just now, just now Lin Zhenliu was looking for an opponent, and this time, it became a thin monk and the three of them were looking for an opponent.

The decline of the three of them just now was too obvious, but they couldn't keep fueling the prestige of the opposite side like this, the fat monk was beaten the worst just now, so this time, it was the thin monk who met the enemy, and as soon as he made a move, he went towards Lin Zhenliu, so it was not dangerous.

How could Shangguan Wan'er and Zhou Ping tolerate it, before Lin Zhenliu could fight back, the two girls had already greeted them first, but this time, they were not as comfortable as beating the fat monk just now, the thin monk's cultivation was much higher than that of the fat monk, and it could be seen with just one move.

The two women's figures took a few steps back, and as soon as they stopped, Lin Zhenliu came out from between the two women and went straight towards the thin monk, at this moment, he was still full of experience, but the thin monk on the opposite side had been fighting with the Demon Wolf Emperor for so long just now.

With this idea, Lin Zhenliu took the initiative to sacrifice a thunderous blow,

"Tailiubi Thunder Seal!"

Since being promoted to the eighth grade, Lin Zhenliu is the first time that he is so confident in his own exercises, especially the improved "Tailiu Bi Thunder Seal", which is even more imminent.

With Lin Zhenliu's loud shout, the wind and clouds changed color in Lin Zhenliu's hands, and then as if rendered, the entire sky was covered with dark clouds.

Lightning and thunder roared in the dark clouds, and thunder surged underneath.

"Out!"

Lin Zhenliu gave an order, and the power of the "Tailiu Bi Thunder Seal" reached an unprecedented strength, and in this Tailiu Mountain Range, an amazing energy burst out, so that several people who were fighting nervously in the field at this moment couldn't help but stop their movements and look up at the different colors in the sky.

"Is this really an exercise that a mere eight-rank monk can sacrifice?" Ge Lao looked at the sky, then at Lin Zhenliu, and finally his gaze stayed on Zhou Ping's body, and his gaze was not complicated, but it was fake.

"My God, I haven't made such a big battle in the ninth grade, this eight-rank child, can actually do this? Could it be thunder and rain?" The fat monk looked up, the black clouds pressed down, and he was speechless, and his eyes looked at Lin Zhenliu, who was raising his palm, which was meaningful!

The head of the Demon Wolf Emperor was slightly on one side, and he also looked at Lin Zhenliu, and for a while, as the different colors in the sky gradually thickened, all eyes looked at Lin Zhenliu, and looked at him who was raising his hand at this moment.

In the sky above his raised hand, there were thunderclouds rolling, and the waves were endless, and the scene was terrifying!

The thin monk had to raise his head at this moment, looking at the different colors of the sky, he was a little shocked in his heart, he never thought that this young man with only eight grades could do this, even if he wanted to cause the world to change color, I am afraid it would be worse.

The thin monk's eyes were sharp, in fact, he was not very afraid in his heart, in the end, the other party was only a monk in the middle of the eighth grade, even if the exercises he performed were terrifying, in front of him, a monk of the ninth grade, there was still a gap between the eighth grade and the ninth grade!

Throughout the ages, this is the law of iron, and no one has ever been able to surpass it!

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a trench!

Thinking like this, the thin monk was very indifferent in his heart, but in his hand, he still quickly pinched the decision, also raised his hand, and said coldly, "Today I will let you see what kind of gap exists between the eighth grade and the ninth grade!"

"Clearing the clouds and breaking the wind"!

The thin monk let out a loud cry and once again sacrificed his special move, only this time it was a little more terrifying than the last one.

Heaven and earth, once again, changed color, at this moment it is obviously day, but it is already like night.

Only the two people who were opposing each other in the arena were in their respective hands, exuding dazzling light and illuminating their respective masters!

The atmosphere is solemn to the extreme, and the sky changes suddenly, bringing a heavy depression!

When the depression reaches the extreme, both of them move at the same time!

I saw that the hands of the two fell almost at the same time, and two extremely amazing energies surged out from their respective bodies, as if they were going to smash the Yellow Dragon!

Lin Zhenliu's monstrous palm print, coming out from below, carrying thunder and electricity, it rushed forward, and the dark clouds in the sky rolled away, trailing away, just weird, Lin Zhenliu's side, but there was obviously no wind!

On the thin monk's side, it happened to be a cloud drain and a broken wind palm, and people couldn't help but be a little curious, would the black clouds driven by Lin Zhenliu be drained for the thin monk?

With a palm, the thin monk put on a light appearance, what is the ending, is it because of the appearance of different colors between heaven and earth?

It's useless, in front of real strength, in front of the Nine Rank Dacheng Monks, and soon people will know what it means that everything will be in vain.

The more this time, the more calm the thin monk became.

"It's good for young people to have expectations for themselves, but we old people can't always get used to it, after all, young people eat a sting......"

Halfway through the conversation, the thin monk couldn't say any more.

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