Chapter Seventy-Two: O Woman! Gently lifting the front hoof on the right side, he stomped down casually, and the ground under Dumb's feet roared, and there was a crack a palm wide and several meters deep under the dust, and it twisted and twisted towards the two triangular-eyed monks.

Feeling the violent tremor of the ground, the triangular-eyed and pockmarked monk had a frightened face, and hurriedly pressed his legs, wanting to rub against the ground and retreat away.

But under the slow and heavy blow of Lin, he didn't move at all, and could only watch the ground, as if the Grim Reaper Rope was quickly approaching the two of them.

Two screams, which occurred almost simultaneously, instantly resounded in this small valley under the light of the setting sun.

The sound was so tragic that the people who heard it trembled subconsciously in their hearts, and they all put down the work at hand and turned to look in the direction where the screams came from.

At the same time, a gruff voice with discontent rang out.

"Who is so bold and dares to do it in the land of hard punishment, doesn't he take me Zhao Bin in his eyes? It's damn it. ”

His expression moved slightly, Lin slowly did not look at the fate of the triangular-eyed monk, for Dumb's shot, Lin slowly believed that the other party was only more miserable, and there was no possibility of survival, but raised his head and looked at a small black dot-like figure in the distance, jumping on the roof of one wooden house after another, quickly approaching him.

"Look at Deacon Zhao, that girl is going to be finished, although I haven't seen it before, she looks pretty good. Deacon Zhao will also turn a blind eye to us from time to time, but once anyone dares to do anything in the land of bitter punishment, they will all be thrown into the spirit stone vein by Deacon Zhao, and they will not be able to come out for three months. That's worse than death! I've never seen anyone who can stay in a vein for three months and come out unharmed. ”

"That's right."

Listening to the conversation between the onlookers who gradually appeared in the distance, Lin slowly frowned slightly.

"Zhao 'Deacon'? The other party's cultivation is also ten levels of Qi cultivation, how can it be a deacon? Could it be that the deacons in the land of torture are so worthless? ”

Although it is also the tenth layer of Qi training, the Spirit Vein Deacon Token in Lin Slowly's hand was obtained through Dumb's foundation building cultivation.

After a few breaths, a tall and strong, burly man-like, looking like a monk in his thirties fell in front of Lin Slowly, not only demonstrating but also showing off, after falling to the ground, he directly smashed a big pit nearly half a meter deep on the ground, and shook his arms as if he was nothing.

This move immediately attracted the applause of the gradually increasing number of onlookers.

But the corners of Lin's mouth slowly had a gentle chuckle.

"This big guy is also interesting."

waved his hand casually, and a hint of smugness flashed in the eyes of the big man who seemed to be unconcerned.

There is no way, since he was brought here by his master, Zhao Bin, who has obtained a large number of spirit stones to cultivate and was able to break through to the tenth layer of qi refining, can only show off from time to time in front of a bunch of ordinary monks whose average cultivation is no more than four or five levels of qi cultivation, which is really painful and happy.

With a light cough, Zhao Bin stretched out his hand to suppress the voices of the onlookers around him, and his eyes swept over Lin and Dumb in the field, and his body froze.

"It's strange, this kind of young and beautiful female monk was punished by the sect to dig up spirit stones, especially with a green bull spirit beast, if I have seen it, I have no reason not to remember it!"

Looking around, he found that the wall of the house with the teleportation array had a big hole, but he couldn't see the two monks who had been appointed by him to guard the teleportation array, Zhao Bin said with great dissatisfaction.

"Where are Chen Dashi and that guy called Ermazi? What's going on here is that even the teleportation array's house is damaged, I think the two of them want to go back and dig spirit stones! ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Lin slowly, but even the faces of many monks who were watching had strange faces.

Finally, a monk in the crowd stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhao Bin's feet, lowered his head in confusion, Zhao Bin screamed, and saw that there were piles of inexplicable scarlet slimy things on his feet.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Zhao Bin kept comforting himself, his body stiffly turned his head behind him, and he saw that in the big pit he smashed out, there were several strange-shaped meatloaf.

Turning his head, Zhao Bin asked slowly at Lin in disbelief.

"What did you do?"

Shaking his head, Lin slowly shrugged his shoulders and said.

"You can still see the human form before you come."

Shaking the things on his feet in disgust, Zhao Bin clenched his fists and said.

"It's good that you did it, I don't care what happened between you, but it's not right for you to kill someone, now clean up and enter the spiritual vein to accept the punishment, I think you are a woman, as long as you persist in the spiritual vein for five months and do not die, you can come out."

Shaking his head, Lin said slowly.

"I will enter the spirit stone vein, but I will definitely not be punished by you."

A cruel smile leaked from his face, Zhao Bin pressed the fist of the sandbag laughing, and his body instantly rushed towards Lin slowly, without the slightest pity for Lin Slowly hitting his forehead with all his might, and said loudly in his mouth.

"Of course it's not to punish you for going in, you'll be hit by me."

Looking at Zhao Bin who rushed forward, Lin slowly had excitement in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to sweep the dumb who wanted to step forward aside.

So far, Lin has never really fought with a monk who is the same as Xiuwei, and with such a good opportunity, Lin slowly can make Dumb reconcile.

Taking a deep breath, Lin slowly punched out the same punch, and the two fists, which were completely disproportionate to Zhao Bin, were matched together in front of everyone.

With a 'boom', a small wave of air formed.

The body trembled, Lin slowly took three steps back, looked up at Zhao Bin, who was also blocked and stopped moving forward, and took two steps back, Lin slowly only felt that there was an inexplicable pleasure in his chest, his toes touched the ground, and his cultivation gushed out in an instant, and after stepping the ground out of a big pit, Lin slowly figure, with the roar of the ground behind him, quickly rushed towards Zhao Bin who had a shock on his face.

"Again,"

Although Zhao Bin usually has some nerves, he is definitely not stupid, after seeing the cracks on the ground, that punch has already taken out eighty percent of his strength, but he didn't expect to be slowly picked up by Lin who looked soft and weak.

Hearing Lin's slow voice, Zhao Bin also roared excitedly.

"Come on, come on."

Although the fight just now was short, Zhao Bin had already noticed that Lin's strength was about the same as his own, and he had been squatting in this kind of bitter punishment place where birds don't for several years, except for the excitement of watching the pieces of spirit stones being mined from the ore veins at the beginning, Zhao Bin, who had now practiced ten levels of qi, hoped to have an opponent who could be on par with him.

I finally met a person who could not be excited, at this time Zhao Bin had long forgotten what Ermazi was, and as far as there was a monk who could fight with him, he had to stand aside now.

For a while, the sound of fists and palms in the field was endless, and watching the rapid battle between the two blurred figures, all the monks who were watching were dumbfounded.

I didn't expect that such a weak female monk could actually fight with Deacon Zhao without falling behind, so wouldn't Lin slowly cultivate at least ten layers of qi?

Thinking of this, the onlookers were shocked in their hearts, such a young ten-layer Qi cultivator, it is very likely that the foundation will be built in the future, Chen Dashi and Er Mazi will definitely die in vain.

"Haha, okay, happy, as long as you can defeat me, you don't have to go to that Laoshzi spirit stone vein, take my move, twice the strength."

I saw that Zhao Bin quickly broke away from the battle circle with Lin slowly, and roared, the muscles of his arms directly bulged into three percent, and there was a gray color close to the rock, and he slowly smashed down towards Lin with a whining wind.

Feeling Zhao Bin's sudden surge of power, Lin slowly frowned slightly, stretched out his hand into a palm, and stood it in front of him.

A force that was twice as strong as before poured into his palm, and Lin slowly took six steps back in a row before he stood firm under the flash of white clothes on his body.

His eyes lit up, and Zhao Bin said with a laugh.

"And defensive weapons? Okay, so I don't have to hide it anymore, triple the strength. ”

The arms were so thick and muscular that they could almost be used as pillars that the original gray color deepened, and they were almost indistinguishable from ordinary rocks.

Lin slowly practiced so far, he has never learned any decent techniques, and at this moment, he is only slowly feeling his shortcomings against Zhao Bin, who specializes in strength and does not use the slightest other technique.

Standing with his hands crossed in front of him, after a loud bang, the dust under Lin Slowly's feet instantly stirred up, permeating a radius of ten meters, making the surrounding monks unable to see the slightest in the field.

Just as the surrounding monks were secretly guessing who would win and who would lose, a white shadow instantly pierced through the yellow smoke and dust, shattering the wooden wall of the teleportation array house in the distance behind him.

It complements the hole that Lin slowly punched out of the triangular-eyed monk before.

Dumb, who was lying on the ground in boredom, was about to stand up as soon as he was nervous, but he turned his head to look at the hole that Lin slowly bumped into and then lazily lay down. Sleepily sighed. It really doesn't understand that the monk can easily solve it with one foot, Lin slowly has to deal with it himself, no, he flew back from the beating on his head.

Inexplicably, Dumb remembered that on a dark and windy night, the bald hair of the demon, who generally does not let himself sleep, face the moon and let out a meaningful sigh in his body.

"Woman!"

Thinking about it now, Dumb felt as if he understood something.

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Chinese football finally stops smelling feet, although orange peel doesn't watch the ball much,...... Well, orange peel never watches the ball.

But when I heard that the national football team had counterattacked, I was still a little excited.