Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Talent of the Immortal Clan
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A pair of deep eyes brought a strong sense of impact, and Jilu was instantly impressed by Kurosawa Tomoya. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"There is only one thing for Jilu, please be sure to protect this temple from falling! This is the work of many generations!" Jilu bowed deeply to Kurosawa Tomoya.
Kurosawa frowned, as if considering whether it would be appropriate for him to intervene.
"Please!" Jilu bowed to Kurosawa again. He knew that if it was really as the old man said, he might not be the opponent of the two outside, and this trip would certainly be more than lucky.
But if the Temple of Fire can survive and be perfectly preserved, then the land and land will not seek anything else.
And now, the only one who can guarantee all this is the old man in front of him.
"Well, the old man is also out of the way. Go ahead, there will be no problems with this temple," Kurosawa sighed as he seemed to have made a difficult decision.
"That's it, thank you!" Di Lu's face was a little more relaxed, and then he was straight and strode out of the courtyard gate.
"Who are you!?"
In front of the gate of the Temple of Fire, the gate of the Temple of Fire, which is said to have "never been breached", is sealed with cracks!
The two ninja monks collapsed to the ground, their mouths trickling with blood flowing, their eyes dilated, and they were obviously unable to live.
Blood was dripping from the big scythe of the flying section, and at this time, it was splitting the chest of a ninja monk with a single sword, and blood was splashed everywhere!
"Stop!" Seeing this, Di Lu was really angry, "The person you are looking for is me, and I have nothing to do with the others!
The last ninja monk of the "Lord Abbot" spat blood from his mouth, and his face was anxious, trying to get Jilu to leave here quickly, but he didn't come up in one breath and died.
Di Lu suppressed the anger in his chest, a few green tendons on his smooth forehead burst out, and his fingers were tightly pinched together, turning white and blue.
"I'll ask for an explanation for everyone. In a calm voice, Di Lu said word by word.
"Are you the abbot here?" Fei Duan turned around, ignoring the blood stains stuck to his face, flicking off the drops of blood from the Bloody March Scythe and staring at Jilu.
"You should be very excited, right?So much blood, although the quality is not very good, but it can be offered to our evil god-sama!" Fei Duan's eyes lit up like a true believer, his face was full of piety, but the next moment he scratched his head, "Oh, I forgot. You and I don't have the same beliefs, and you monks don't like to kill?"
"He's not easy, Fei Duan, you have to show your real skills. At this moment, Jiaodu interrupted Fei Duan again, and if he hadn't stopped him, Fei Duan would definitely have been able to sing a long speech.
"I know, his Blood Evil God will definitely like it very much. In that case, I won't be polite!" Fei Duan became serious, and the smile in his eyes gradually faded.
With his big scythe in his hand, Fei Duan quickly rushed forward and cut it down.
The battle has begun!
At some point, Jilu took out one of his staff and held the scythe of Feiduan.
The strength of the flying section was beyond the expectations of the land.
Retreating a long distance under his feet, the ground and land were able to resist the attack of the lower flying segment.
It's just that in the place that Di Lu didn't pay attention to, the tip of the three-stage scythe cut through Di Lu's clothes and stained it with Di Lu's blood.
A dangerous arc rose from the corners of Feiduan's mouth.
"I said, you. This time the battle doesn't need your shot, I'll solve it alone!" said Fei Duan with his long sleeves thrown back.
"Oh?" Kakudo hesitated, but smiled when he saw the liquid on the bloody March scythe that Flying Duan had recovered.
"Well, I'll leave it to you this time. "Kakudu really stood aside and became a spectator!
Di Lu didn't know what message was conveyed in the eyes of the two of them, but he felt that it was very strange.
"But you don't want to fail with my 30 million taels. Kakudu reminded Fei Duan again, as if in his eyes, only money was the most important thing.
"I heard that your temple is not simple, it seems that your ninja monks and abbots who have been passed down from generation to generation will use the special power called the talent of the immortal race? Fei Duan bared his teeth, he seemed to have won the game, so he behaved very easily.
"As you wish!The Earth Land of the Fire Temple will never lose to you demons!"
The staff hovered in front of the earth and did not move, and when the flying section that raised the knife again and stepped forward saw that the bloody March Scythe was about to break open the head of the earth and land.
"I didn't expect it to be so simple, my speed is already slow in the organization, and I didn't expect this guy to be slower than me. It seems that I don't even need to pray, then, goodbye!" Fei Duan was full of confidence, and seemed to have seen the picture of the earth and Lu being beheaded by his own knife, bloody and beautiful!
But
"Feiduan!" The corner who had been standing on the side instantly widened his eyes.
Just as Fei Duan was about to succeed, his eyes met the sight of Shang Di Lu, and Fei Duan suddenly fell into hell, and the terrifying hell like the king of Asura hit Fei Duan's mind.
At the moment when Fei Duan was stunned, the hell scene in his impression instantly turned into a dreamlike Buddha country.
The land in front of him changed from the ferocity of the king of the asuras, to the solemnity of the thousand-armed Guanyin.
Thousands of fist shadows all hit Fei Duan's body at that moment. Jilu watched coldly as Fei Duan coughed up blood in the air, then flew out under the hammer blow of the last punch and fell to the ground.
"Solve one, although it took a lot of the power of the immortal clan's talents, but it is enough to destroy the two of you demons!" Di Lu shifted his gaze to Jiaodu's body, "Then, it's you!"
"Fei Duan, are you dead?" Unexpectedly, Jiaodu ignored the hatred of the earth and land, and just gently called for the fallen Fei Duan, not paying much attention.
"Ahem, you're thinking too much. We've been in a team for so long, and you still don't know what I'm capable of?" Fei Duan patted his chest, and then sat up under Jilu's incredulous gaze.
"How is this possible!" Di Lu trembled slightly, unable to believe what he saw with his eyes!
"Ahem, you guy hit me so badly!" Fei Duan kneaded his shoulder, and the bloody March Scythe that was far stuck in the ground was pulled back into his hand by the chain attached to Fei Duan's sleeve.
"By the way, I'm immortal!" Flying Duan re-bared his white teeth, and then, as if nothing happened, he attacked the landing again!
"Your own secrets, don't keep showing off to others. Something will happen. Jiaodu kindly reminded him, for the sake of his own 30 million silver taels.
"It's okay, everyone who has heard my secret has already been condemned by the evil god. "The broadsword of the flying section approached the body of the earth.
"Come and Greet and Kill with a Thousand Hands!"
Di Lu roared angrily, and the Buddha light behind him was bright, one was heaven and half hell, Asura and Thousand-Armed Guanyin coexisted, and the surging fist shadow was frantically aimed at Fei Duan's head and smashed down. An unknown force locks onto Fei Duan's body, and he can't move!
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