"Three, are the methods too violent?" The door to the meditation room opened. It is estimated that seeing that the warrior monk is about to run out of breath, the person behind him can't sit still.

The little novice will definitely not die, and it is okay to be beaten badly. But the warrior monk is not necessarily, it's not good... This young and vigorous superpipe will really kill him.

Zi Feile glanced back, and then spat at his feet.

"What kind of monk to pretend, phew, shameless!" The face of the person who came immediately turned black. Master abbot of Hanshan Temple, Master Zhenhui.

True monk, according to the name of the word. Zi Feile seems to be scolding the person at his feet, but in fact, he refers to Sang scolding Huai.

"This superpipe, is this method biased, after all, they are..."

"You crouch down with your hands on your earlobes so that I can see your hands straining." Zi Feile said calmly.

Zhenhui's face turned cold, and her eyes gradually became unkind.

"The old man is kind and wants to be a.."

"Second warning." The smell of the wind has begun to retreat. It's not that I'm afraid of the fight, but that I'm going to expand the scope of the video.

"You.."

"Third warning!" Rumble! Zi Feile stomped his foot heavily and rushed forward with the help of the reaction force. As for the warrior monk at his feet .... Hey, who cares, a trick that can't even be named.

Players are players, holding a root and eyebrow stick, there is no skill blessing of the panel, you are undefeated and who is defeated!

Zi Feile is strong and domineering, full of firepower, Shu Ya also sensed it, although he did not come out of the battle pet space, but he also gave Zi Feile a buff.

In the face of Zi Feile's fist, Zhenhui's face was solemn, and his whole body was full of true qi, followed by a punch. Rumble!

The fists did not really touch, and when they were a few centimeters away, they were deadlocked. A wave of qi erupted, and the fat man's weight of about 200 catties stumbled and fell down directly, so frightened that he hurriedly got up and hid in the corner.

"The donor is strong and strong, and he should be the first person of the younger generation." The old monk's face was as usual, and he didn't seem to be affected by anything.

And secretly, he was not happy. A strange vibration went straight to the body along the fist.

Fortunately, although this strange vibration was fierce, it lacked stamina, and it just rushed to the joints of the forearm and couldn't walk.

"Seventh-and-a-half-level player, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending!" Zi Feile laughed cruelly, turned into a fist and palmed a few palms, and bullied himself forward half a step.

Explosion, Wave, Crash! Bang! With a muffled sound, Zhenhui was beaten upside down and flew out, and a series of small broken steps hit the ground, unloading the force into the ground.

"I thought Yuancheng was the world of magicians, it turns out that there are also rivers and lakes martial arts!" Zi Feile slapped his hands with interest, and at the moment, he didn't care what routine he didn't do, and a pair of arms rushed up again.

At this time, the old monk's face was bitter. The collapse punch just now directly hit him with real qi and collapsed, obviously something was wrong with this kid.

Martial artist? Before he could ask this sentence, Zi Feile raised his foot and whipped out.

"Hmph, it doesn't look like so." High whip legs, good legs are not waist, where to emerge from the wild road. The old monk took advantage of Zifeile's door wide open, and stepped up on his knees, wanting to give him a fatal blow.

However, the sudden and wild beating of his temples made him vigilant. Suddenly, the offensive turned to the defensive, and the arms were resting in front of the temple on the left side.

Rumble!! A whip leg without the blessing of the panel, the violent concussive force, directly kicked Zhenhui away.

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!" A fierce color flashed in Zi Feile's eyes, and he raised his hand and swung his fist again and again, and several qi punches were struck.

Then he covered with his own air-breaking strength, and the next kick was connected. Reproducing the world, the fighting style of the female sanda obviously can't follow the game.

After all, PK in the game is all kinds of floating combos, which can't be done in reality. But it doesn't matter, it's better to walk out on your own.

This is the first martial god of Sareth Maya, who taught it himself. Hammer! Zhenhui didn't have time to change his tricks at all, so he could only drum up his true qi in embarrassment to defend against this fierce shock.

It's really weird, it's really weird! He roared madly in his heart. What kind of move is this, the move rushes to the internal organs, and the move can defeat the true qi!

His True Qi Protective Body, once it came into contact with this shocking force, was shattered on the spot. It's not the same as resisting an attack.

True Qi is continuously delivered from the inside out. Even if you break my true qi with one sword, I will be able to follow up and continue to complete my defenses.

This is the use of True Qi Defense. And Zi Feile's attack is particularly weird. Directly disperse the True Qi Protective Body, and directly cut off the contact.

If you want to continue to defend, you have to drum up the true air rotation again. But in this fierce battle, the enemy will give you a chance to breathe!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Zi Feile seemed to be playing tricks on the enemy, kicking one kick after another, like kicking a ball.

Deliberately kick Fei Zhenhui to give him a chance to regain his true qi. Then he followed up again, made up for it, and defeated his true qi again.

"I want to see how much your true qi is!" Zi Feile has no habit of playing with enemies.

He hasn't seen many martial artists, Xiaojiao, Zhang Jie, and the others may be, but he didn't notice it. These people are not to be beaten at will, nor can they be used for experiments.

The abbot is really wise, and it couldn't be more suitable. After a series of punches and kicks, Zi Feile could clearly feel that the strength of the opponent's true qi was insufficient.

Not only that, but even his own aura has weakened a lot.

"It's... True Qi is essence? Zi Feile was curious. It was strange before, how could he suddenly get so old after absorbing the internal force of the Star Absorbing Dafa and the Northern Pluto Divine Skill.

At the time, I only thought it was arranged by the director, but now that I think about it...

"True qi is born from essence, and it is naturally the continuation and sublimation of essence."

"This lord, isn't your strength also a sublimation of strength!" A child's voice echoed in the courtyard.

"Who!" Zi Feile was shocked, he didn't find that there were still people? I sensed it with luck just now!

Whew! Zi Feile didn't say a word, his hands turned into claws, and he pulled it down. Ten concussive waves bombarded Zhenhui's chest, causing him to fall to the ground on the spot.

Zifei was teasing him just now, and he didn't exert all his power of concussion. This seventh-and-a-half-level player is a bit out of character and very empty!

Tread, step, step.

"This lord, Si thought, this was a misunderstanding." A short figure appeared in the courtyard out of thin air.

He held his right palm flat, and in the palm of his palm was a small piece of gold that had shrunk to the size of an ordinary sword mantis.

"There is a way for the rooster to die, and the sheep and the monkey have not made a big mistake, and I hope that the adults will raise their noble hands." As he spoke, he didn't see any movement, and the mysterious power that imprisoned the little gold disappeared.

The little guy flickered out of his palm, and then returned to its original state, its body more than two meters tall hiding behind Wen Renfeng and shivering.

At this time, Hathaway and Shua, without being summoned, left the war pet space at the same time and stood side by side with their respective people.