"Tongtian bull's nose, you deceive people too much!"

Just when the cyan monk-robed monk changed color, outside the cosmic fetal membrane, the face of the obese monk who fought with the Taoist also changed, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be crazy, and he danced his arms into windmills, and slapped 108 trillion palms in one breath, but there was no use.

Although the fat monk's palm is indeed alone, it is famous in the heavens, and it is respected by the good people as the palm of the gods, and its palm light is also magnificent, and the palm power is also strong, but the Taoist is obviously so high in ability, the so-called difference is a thousand miles, and the difference is more than how much truth.

The man didn't care how the fat monk roared hoarsely, waved his hand to summon the four swords, laid a scene of sword light in front of him, and let the monk palm desperately, the ground shook the mountain, and when the fat monk was angry, he changed the sword curtain when the offensive was slightly slow, and turned it into a vast sword map.

"Bullying you? Tell me, how did the poor Dao deceive you? Do you want to learn from you to bully the big and bully the small, and I will teach the disciples, or let me teach the ten thousand immortals under my name to go out and destroy your inheritance with more beatings and widows?"

As he spoke, the sword diagram swung slightly, and the fat monk Zhen was turned out, and he was unforgiving, rolling, and still covering him, with the meaning of including it and suppressing it.

The fat monk's face trembled, and he jumped backwards in a hurry, dodging while laying down a heavy lotus enchantment, which slightly sharpened the killing power of the sword diagram, and shouted: "Tongtian, Fang is the poor monk who does not choose to speak, and the poor monk admits defeat in this battle!"

Whether it is the two things that the Taoist said about bullying the small or the ten thousand immortals named by the Taoist, if you take out any of them, they are not something that the sect under the name of the fat monk can resist.

Although the fat monk was furious, he also knew what was wrong, so he had to soften his tone and say convinced.

What's more, the two things that the Taoist said were only possibilities, just ideas, and they were not put into action, but here in the fat monk, they are not just ideas, but they are actually put into action.

What the fat monk did, can't the Taoist do? Deeply afraid that people will use the other way to give back to the other, the fat monk has no choice but to give in softly!

"It's good to admit defeat, then let's discuss the matter of you buying yourself!"

The Taoist is good at talking, seeing that the fat monk is soft, he immediately put away the sword curtain, the sword curtain turned back, fell behind him, and turned into a thick sword light, four of which are the brightest, blue, red, black and white, ups and downs, if there is a difference, I can't help but ask the fat monk to take a few more looks.

The fat monk sneered and said: "Tongtian Daoyou, you and I compare this time, Daoist friends are still profound, you four sword poor monks can't tell the truth from the fake!"

But he never mentioned the conflict between the two, and also intended to turn the conflict between the two into a small comparison - not only for comparison, but also for friendship competition, friendship competition, it is normal to have losses and wins.

The fat monk's abacus is shrewd, but he is not stupid, nor does he answer, he only points his finger at the sword light behind him,

But seeing that the misty sword light shook slightly, the fetal membrane of the universe where the two of them were located suddenly rose a piece of mist, in which the brilliance was shining, the brilliance was steaming, it was extremely wonderful, and the four sword lights were the brightest, blue, red, black and white, ups and downs.

By comparison, the mist of the cosmic fetal membrane is exactly the same as the misty sword light behind the Daoist's body!

The fat monk's face suddenly became ugly, and he realized that he had always been like a fat squid, pressed on the chopping board by the other party, the so-called artificial

The knife is nothing more than fish and meat.

The most important thing is not this kind of powerlessness that people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, but the shame of being thrown on the chopping board without knowing it, which almost made the fat monk crazy.

This shows that the gap between him and the Taoist is not only one loss, but also two losses......

The fat monk took a deep breath, finally straightened his attitude, and said very sincerely: "Tongtian Daoyou, you also said before, the poor monk was outside the window, you were in the window, you and I studied together, or classmates......!

Well, even if he has a correct attitude, the fat monk is trying to fight for himself, known as the goose plucking, he is three feet high, he has always only put things in his pocket, there is no reason to take it out, maybe he can fight for it to avoid redemption!

The fat monk is extremely confident in his eloquence!

"You scolded me!" responded to him with the four words that the Taoist smiled and spit out.

The fat monk looked stunned, and wanted to uncover this festival, and said with a smile: "This seat is the master of a sect, immortal and immortal, and all worlds are respected, and the friends of the Heavenly Dao should save me a little face......

"You scolded me for being bull-nosed!" the Taoist said very seriously, for fear that the other party would have a bad memory, so he kindly reminded the other party what he was scolding.

Obviously, he didn't want to save face or something!

The fat monk's face twitched slightly, trying to suppress his anger, and seemed to remind: "Tongtian Daoist friends also scolded me for being bald!"

"You're scolding me!"

It's a pity that people completely ignored his reminder, the fat monk couldn't bear it, and finally had a seizure, and said loudly: "The poor monk admitted to scolding you, but the poor monk scolded you, and you also scolded the poor monk.

This time, the Daoist didn't answer, but burst out the misty sword light.

It's really just a moment, in the middle of a while, the sword light is turbulent, swept away, and the curtain covers the sky, so that the fat monk instinctively shook his hand, and instantly laid down the eighteen-thousand-heavy fetal Tibetan lotus enchantment.

Sure enough, this fat monk didn't really want to discuss, otherwise he could arrange so many heavy enchantments at once?

But the Taoist didn't seem to be sincere, and the enchantment was arranged, and the fat monk put away the anger on his face and turned back to the first sincerity: "I also know it's boring, let's discuss redemption!"

Because, a slight, mixed four-colored, as if chaotic sword light had already penetrated the enchantment one step ahead of the fat monk, and stayed in the center of the fat monk's eyebrows, and the sword light was slightly swallowed, which stimulated the fat monk to rise and fall, and be careful that his liver fluttered and jumped.

"Well, you're scolding me!" said the Taoist, still speaking.

"The poor monk knows that the poor monk can't compensate you here......" The fat monk's words were full of discouragement.

......

"Senior brother, don't do it, as soon as you do it, you will bully the small!"

On the battlefield of Muye, seeing that the big hand was about to destroy the heaven and earth, everyone was shocked, except for Di Luo and Si Wu, they all stopped fighting, and the great master fell in front of the Feng Emperor in a hurry, if he pointed out.

But Emperor Feng was angry at this time, where was he willing to listen to his words, and sneered when he heard this: "What if this seat is bullied by the big one?"

"If you bully the small, you have to be taught a lesson by others!"

The great master put his sleeves together, hid his hands in his sleeves, and made a gesture of ignoring and ignoring him, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes cowardly, but what he could say made Fenghuang's brows jump.

"Who dares to teach me, you?"

Fenghuang was angry, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he was about to attack, when a golden object flew from the sky, and with a click, it smashed on Fenghuang's forehead, smashing him on the spot, and the big hand held in the air naturally disappeared without a trace.

"It's not me, it's someone else!"

Only then did the great master answer honestly come, but when he saw him rubbing his hands and bowing to the sky in a proper manner, he looked at Emperor Feng and sighed silently.

"Poor Dao told my junior brother!"

The golden object, which was a yellow unknown secretion, knocked the Phoenix Emperor out of the void, and at this time it was still sticking to his forehead, and the forehead was unexpectedly red.

When I look at it, it hurts a little.

This kind of scene is really funny, but everyone present couldn't laugh, so they quietly glanced out of the sky and didn't make a sound.

It is said that the world is like chess, everyone has already prepared in their hearts, knowing that they are indeed just a chess piece in the eyes of some powerful people, but it is one thing to know it, and it is another thing to be directly broken by others, and the reality is more difficult to accept than imagined.

"Fellow Daoists, let's continue, don't make you master wait for a long time!"

The great master said again, the battlefield was slightly silent, and he heard a few laughs, and King Jiao and the others said in unison: "What Daoyou said is very true, I can't let you wait." ”

After that, everyone shot together, this time they didn't leave their hands, and used the ability of twelve points, the battle was fierce, the dragon claw, the whip shadow, and the halberd blade were in the air, and the sky and the earth were shattered in an instant, and the battlefield of Makino was instantly shattered, the earth and stone collapsed, suspended in the sky, and the aftermath gradually spread, more and more widely, whether it was a big merchant warrior or a coalition of vassal states, once involved, only each had life and death.

In contrast to the murderous scene, there is a silent gesture on all sides of the fight.

......

"Actually, the monk is very curious, where does the Taoist friend come from?"

"You want to know? I'm not going to tell you. ”

Compared with the battle that had only officially begun in the wilderness, the victory or defeat of the other void had been decided, and the Qibao bald man was full of mottled cracks, and his temperament was still extraordinary, even as an opponent, the little doll couldn't help but secretly admire.

However, if you want to trap him, there is no way.

Even if he wins this bald man, but if he wants to keep the other party, at present, it is not something that this little doll can do, after all, the other party is the treasure of a sect after all, and with the luck of the great sect, it is easy to win, if you want to destroy him, you have to defeat the sect masters first.

Because of this, the bald man of Qibao has no fear and does not worry about his safety.

"That's what the little doll said, you won this game, and the monk will see you next time!"

Qibao Bald Donkey smiled leisurely, and the mottled cracks around his body instantly increased, and with a clatter, it shattered.

On the other side, the meritorious bald donkey saw this, and also showed the true body of the twelve meritorious golden lotus, silently turned, and resisted the sword qi of Zhu Xian, and saw the golden light flashing slightly, and the bald donkey also ran away.

Don't even say hello!

"What do you mean, losing is losing, winning is winning, winning or losing, you take it so seriously, you don't have a monk at all!"

"What about the monks, what about the monks, this girl just wants to know, you have obviously recovered your memory, and you still have a doll look, are you pretending to be tender?"

"It's not cute at all!"

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