The white madman who forcibly destroyed the Imperial Sword Gate and did not put the envoy of the Huangfu Dynasty in his eyes at all, has it caused a storm again? The people around held their breath and looked at the loudspeaker, who was it? Let the white maniac be so cautious.

The horn is one of the many things in the playground, and it is similar to a roller coaster to sit on a kayak and use the inertia of the water to spin up and down in a trumpet-shaped container.

There was no water flow on the loudspeaker, and the container that had not been maintained for a long time was rusty, and a cowering middle-aged man came out of the horn, his eyes did not dare to touch the white madman, and he said tremblingly: "I didn't do anything!" ”

"It turned out to be a coward!" The gecko quietly crawled a few steps forward, squinting slightly to see what was different about the middle-aged man, but finally found nothing.

"Is there someone else?" The black bat wondered, his sensing ability was the best among all people, but he didn't notice any threat from the middle-aged man.

"There's no one in the loudspeaker!" The flame bird looked at the boss, but saw that the boss frowned deeply, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The people around him kept quiet, but they also thought in their hearts that the middle-aged man was not the person the white madman was looking for, the middle-aged man was too ordinary, and although the strength of the silver level was not weak, he would obviously not be put in the eyes of the white maniac.

"You know what you've done, and I know it." The white madman left a series of afterimages in the same place, and his real body had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man, and his fist hit the middle-aged man's head, and the terrible sound of breaking the air sounded.

The imaginary sound of the broken head did not sound, and everyone was stunned to find that the middle-aged man had avoided the thunderous blow of the white madman, and his steps were magical, appearing on the side of the white madman, and pointing out.

"One Finger Zen!" The knowledgeable master blurted out.

The middle-aged man seems to point at random, but the white madman has no way to avoid it, so he can only take it hard. However, this was already within the range of his calculations, and the left fist that was ready to shoot out was blasted.

Bang!

The sound was like thunder, and a mountain of power surged over, and just as the white madman was about to resist, the power suddenly condensed into a strand and turned into an awl, his defense was torn apart, his face changed, and he took three steps back, almost and dangerously pressing down this terrible power.

"How do you see me

Here, I think I'm well disguised. The middle-aged man showed a hint of appreciation, and the one-finger Zen, as the signature martial arts of the Great Lei Yin Temple, was by no means unusual. Ordinary monks have not practiced at home, they can defeat the strong with the weak, and his one-finger Zen has been practiced to the realm of transformation, and there is no trace of fireworks between his hands. The white madman was able to take a hard move, just three steps back, without any loss, and he was really a martial arts genius.

"Is there any weak person who can come here?" The white madman said lightly, and slowly stepped forward, the momentum on his body was rising, and his whole person seemed to be lofty and boundless.

"That's it alone?" The middle-aged man shook his head, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, "Suppress your strength, this is an ordinary camouflage technique, and many people around me are the same." If silver-level strength is a flaw, you can't see through me! ”

"You are indeed very powerful, and it is not me who sees through you." The white madman's voice fell, and his fist struck out, like a flash of lightning, as fast as possible.

"Mighty King Kong Palm!" The middle-aged man suddenly disappeared, replaced by a golden light, shining in all directions, and in an instant, the sky was dyed white and golden.

The light was dazzling, and a terrible collision sounded.

Boom –

The surrounding masters opened their eyes and looked at the two warring sides in shock, evenly divided!

The two of them each took six steps back, and there was a chasm in the middle, which was tens of meters deep. Not far away, the multi-ton roller coaster was moved seven or eight meters horizontally, and within tens of meters of the two of them, everything was swept away.

Who is this middle-aged man? Doubts arose in the hearts of the masters, the white madman had a good reputation, one of the five major legions of the Ping An Army, killing high-level zombies like slaughtering chickens and dogs, and basically never defeated the evolutionary. This middle-aged man who doesn't look amazing can actually tie with a white madman, are there so many masters in this world?

"What is your relationship with the Great Thunder Yin Temple?" Silently, Liu Wei'an appeared behind the middle-aged man.

"Great Thunder Temple?" The middle-aged man showed a look of reminiscence, "I remember, that's where I played." As he turned, a finger popped out.

The void was silent, but it fluctuated.

"Conscience!" There was an exclamation from the corner.

Kiss!

The two finger forces intersected, and a few cracks appeared in the space, and the blink of an eye returned to normal.

"Liu Wei'an!" The middle-aged man's eyes shrank. He is the strongest genius in the past hundred years of the Great Lei Yin Temple, any martial arts learned from his hands, and he will become a master at will, others need decades or even hundreds of years to become successful, and he can achieve it in a few years. The Finger of Conscience is one of his deepest martial arts, he thought that he could easily kill Liu Wei'an, and the last time he was injured, however, in this fight, he found that Liu Wei'an's Finger of Conscience attainments were not below him, how could he not be shocked?

Liu Wei'an saw clearly the process of getting the Conscience Finger to him, and in such a short period of time, he could actually practice the Conscience Finger to such a realm, which gave him a new understanding of the word genius.

"One finger Zen, strong vajra palm, conscience finger, each door is the secret of the Great Lei Yin Temple, are you from the Discipline Academy or the Luohan Hall, or from the Demon Palace?" Liu Wei'an looked the middle-aged man up and down, this person was not as silent as the monks of the Luohan Hall, perhaps because of disdain, but the degree of power was more than that, the terrible thing is that this person is not very old, but his skills are deeper than the monks of the Luohan Hall who died, I don't know how to practice.

"I'm neither the Discipline Academy, nor the Arhat Hall, nor the Demon Palace." The middle-aged man squinted at Liu Wei'an, "Sometimes, I really wonder which old guy you are to be reborn, otherwise how did you get this skill?" ”

"The world is too big for you to imagine." Liu Wei'an's tone was light, "Let me see your true face." ”

"This can also be seen, needless to say, you are the one who sees through me?" The middle-aged man laughed, his body changed, his thin body swelled, and in an instant he became a strong man in 185, and his face also changed, and after a while of distortion, he completely changed into a person. The face is like a knife, the eyes are deep, the nose is hooked, and the eyebrows are thick and black, which makes the first impression of the whole person extremely resolute and full of masculine charm.

"You're not a monk!" Liu Wei'an looked surprised.

"My name is Shakya Xuanzang!" The man said proudly, his voice like a peerless divine soldier, with a sharp texture. Liu Wei'an discovered for the first time that a person's name and a person are so compatible.

It's as if this person was born with this name, and this name is only worthy of this person.

Shakya Xuanzang!