Hearing this voice, Luo Xiaotian's heart tightened, it was the innocent monk who was like a hill here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although Luo Xiaotian is already a monk in the Condensing Realm, he is still a little empty in front of the unsullied. This height, this body shape, is the pressure of Chiguoguo.

When the little monk saw that his backer had finally come, he immediately covered his ass and got up, his face was snot and tears, he pointed at Luo Xiaotian, and cried: "It's him, he actually dares to hit this baby's buttocks." Go and open his ass for me!"

The innocent monk's gaze kept falling on Luo Xiaotian, and when he heard the words of the little monk, his body exploded in an instant, even if Luo Xiaotian had reached the condensation realm, it was difficult to catch his body. saw a red light collide, Luo Xiaotian didn't have time to react, he was knocked into the air, fell heavily to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This punch was thrown, and even the little monk was stunned in place, he just wanted Wujian to give him a breath and teach Luo Xiaotian a lesson. But he didn't want to, as soon as Wujian made a move, he did it with all his strength, and smashed it out with one punch, which was enough to seriously injure the monks of the ordinary Qi Induction Realm. Or even kills.

Only then did the little monk realize that Luo Xiaotian had advanced to the Condensing Realm, and was wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth and getting up.

The little monk was a little weak-hearted, but when he saw Luo Xiaotian's eyes, he suddenly became angry again, and said, "Look at it, you beat me first." It's still swollen!"

Luo Xiaotian's eyes turned and landed on the little monk, like a cold stinging on his back, making the little monk can't help but take a few steps back. He moved his gaze to the great monk again. With that blow just now, Luo Xiaotian had already made preparations to dodge, but before he could dodge, he was hit by that punch. If he hadn't been a little guarded, he wouldn't have just vomited a mouthful of blood now.

This great monk is killing him.

With his mind racing, Luo Xiaotian looked at the big monk with an unkind face. Although it was because he swollen the little monk's buttocks, in the final analysis, he never meant to be a killer. But if others want to kill him, don't blame him for being rude.

Luo Xiaotian's palm turned, and a new talisman came out of his sleeve. But it is a talisman the size of a recovery talisman, but the content on it is different, and the effect is naturally different.

In an instant, driven by spiritual power, the spiritual power contained in the talisman was stimulated, the talisman instantly burned into ashes, and a fire dragon rushed out, rushing towards the innocent monk with an unstoppable momentum.

As soon as the fire dragon came out, the temperature around it instantly increased by a few degrees, it was already noon, and it was a little hot.

Innocent but fearless, this fire dragon looks extraordinary, but the heat is outside, and Luo Xiaotian can't completely control the effect of its failure. I think it was with the help of that talisman that it was released.

Innocent stepped out with one foot and went straight to the fire dragon, without using spiritual power, he directly blocked the power of the fire dragon with his physical body.

The mighty fire dragon smashed on Wuji's body, but it was like an egg hitting a stone, and it shattered directly, but it didn't hurt Wuji at all, only seeing a burst of red light on the monk's robe on his body, there was no other vision.

Luo Xiaotian's heart sank, although this was only used to test the innocent monk, but it would definitely not be possible to block the fire dragon so easily and replace it with Luo Xiaotian. He immediately knew in his heart how big the gap between the two was.

How's that going?

Do others want to kill themselves because the enemy is too strong, and they don't resist?

How can it be?

Luo Xiaotian pinched the trick in his hand, and shouted in his throat: "Golden Knife!"

Before the words fell, in the void behind Luo Xiaotian, there was a burst of ripples, like the surface of water, the ripples in the void spread out in all directions, and in the center of the ripples, a sword hilt appeared. Slowly, the hilt continued to face outward, and the blade of the sword came out with it.

But the body of the sword was not complete, there was an obvious gap in the blade, and on the back of the sword, a crack almost tore the sword. It looks like a broken sword that will shatter at the touch of a button.

When Luo Xiaotian's luck was decided, he felt a little different. It's not just a gold decision, it seems that the five tricks I learned are no longer the same. He guessed that it had something to do with the scroll, which seemed to have appeared because of the five techniques he had cultivated.

But now is not the time to be surprised, the remnant sword moved with Luo Xiaotian's thoughts, and with a clear sound in the air, it turned into a streamer and shot towards the Innocent.

When Wujian saw this remnant sword, he didn't dare to be careless, it was actually luck and spiritual power, and his hands snapped together, clamping the remnant sword that shot towards him.

It was obviously just a remnant sword, and it was only a phantom summoned by Luo Xiaotian, which put great pressure on the unsullied monk. If he used his physical body to fight against this broken sword, his own body would definitely be injured by this sword. Probably only the disciples of Rushan Temple, who specialize in the physical body, can fight against this remnant sword with their physical bodies.

With the force of his arms, the palm released spiritual power to wear the remnant sword, and squeezed it with the strength of his body.

A clattering sound came from the palm of the innocent palm, but it was the remnant sword that he smashed into pieces with both palms, reducing it to spiritual power and dissipating.

Luo Xiaotian was a little prepared in his heart, and he didn't panic when he saw that Wujian had taken him with all his strength with just his palms. He pinched the trick again and shouted: "The spark is burning the prairie fire." ”

With one arm and a fist-sized fireball, a total of thirteen clusters, appeared beside Luo Xiaotian.

With a wave of Luo Xiaotian's hand, those fireballs burst out, and almost instantly, they arrived in front of the Innocent Monk.

The pupils of the innocent monk shrank, and the sturdy body suddenly made a crackling sound, which was suddenly raised, and he screamed in his throat, and a golden halo appeared on his palms, like the light of the Buddha, illuminating him, but there was no mercy at all, but it was like King Kong's angry eyes.

Unsullied's right hand was clenched weakly, as if he were holding a vajra, and he slammed it towards the fireball.

There was a series of roars, and it was clear that there was something in Wuji's hand, and the fireball was exploded in front of him, but it didn't hurt the Wuji monk in the slightest.

Monk Wuji is not a good-tempered person, he injured Luo Xiaotian just now, although part of the reason is that the bad spirit left after fighting with He Guihai Yutian has not disappeared, but it is also because of his fiery temper.

The great monk stepped out, and his body shot out like an arrow.

Luo Xiaotian saw that the big monk's body moved, and he came to him, and a fist half the size of his head smashed down head-on.

Luo Xiaotian's heart moved, his hand was already pinched, and he shouted in his heart: "Collapse the mountain!"

An earthy halo cloth his arms, forming some kind of mysterious character on them. Luo Xiaotian felt that with these hands, he could easily open mountains and break stones, and his arms seemed to have become peerless sharp weapons, and they were as thick as the earth, indestructible, and unstoppable.

On the jib, block the fist.

Luo Xiaotian only felt a sharp pain in his arms, his bones were about to break, and a huge force pressed him down, and his knees bent as if they were about to be crushed.

He felt that what was pressing on him was not a person, but a hill, a hill that was not only adding weight. Even with the Ripper Strengthening, he felt that the limit of what he could bear was about to be reached.

But unbeknownst to him, the innocent monk was also a little surprised in his heart.

This blow had already used a lot of strength, and with the operation of spiritual power, even the monks in the late stage of the Condensation Realm did not dare to regret its edge. But he didn't want to, but Luo Xiaotian just used some kind of magic to bless the flesh, and blocked his fist. Even as he increased his strength, Luo Xiaotian could still resist.

Although there is a blessing for the physical body, it is also necessary to have a strong physical body to resist.

Looking at the clothes of this person without any sects, he thought that he should be a loose cultivator. The anger in the heart of the innocent monk subsided a little, and this was the idea of pulling Luo Xiaotian into the Buddhist gate. With Luo Xiaotian's physical strength, in any sect that cultivates the body, he is a disciple with excellent talent.

Among the eight major sects, the only ones who major in the physical body are their Xiaoxitian and Rushan Temple. I think that if the return to the sea of Rushan Temple sees the strength of this person's physical body, he will also try his best to bring him under the door.

The innocent monk thought about this in his heart, but he made up his mind that he would introduce this person to their Buddha no matter what.

But at this moment, Luo Xiaotian couldn't hold on, and the green tendons on his body burst out, and he had to step out of a hole in the ground.

Only then did he realize that when he was thinking, he was still increasing his strength, and this person was already reaching his limit. Just as he was about to retract his strength, his mind turned to see where this person's limit was.

At this moment, a shout was heard.

"Eh, what is Brother Unsullied doing? A strong man wants to bully such a thin boy, and he can do it. ”

But I saw a man walking not far away, wearing gold and silver, but without the slightest sense of neatness, and a strong nouveau riche atmosphere came to his face.

Seeing the man coming, the innocent monk snorted coldly, withdrew his fist, and retreated to the little monk's side.

Only then did Luo Xiaotian catch his breath and see the person who came, but it was a man about twenty years old, with the air of a local tyrant, but he was carrying a half-human-high hemp bag on his back, which was nondescript.

The man didn't have the slightest self-consciousness, and found that Luo Xiaotian was looking at him, he was slightly stunned, and then stared at Luo Xiaotian for a long time as if he was thinking about something.

When the unsullied monk saw this man's gaze, his heart tightened, afraid that this man would see Luo Xiaotian's physical talent, and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." Does Master Li Shi have something to find a little monk?"

The man surnamed Li ignored the innocent monk and stared at Luo Xiaotian before he spoke: "This Taoist friend is a little strange?

Although Luo Xiaotian didn't know who this person was, it seemed that this person had no ill will towards him, and he could be regarded as saving himself just now, so he arched his hand and said, "Luo Tianzong's outer disciple, Luo Xiaotian." ”

As soon as the words came out, it was the great monk's face that changed, and he looked at Luo Xiaotian in disbelief.