Fiercely buckled the hat of the rape and murder woman on the head of the distant monk, Chavana smug and weird, ripped off his left ear and threw it into his mouth, and the severed ear immediately flowed blood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sharp pain of tearing off his ear gave him an intense thrill, and Tsavana chewed on his ear, his mouth clicking, and the smell of blood seemed to excite him.

Monk Liyuan took out a triangular red trouser stained with women's bodily fluids and men's essence from his cloth pocket, and threw the red trousers upward, performing the small technique of recognizing the Lord in Buddhism.

This kind of confession is a small technique that only requires the perpetrator to leave any parts of the body, such as hair, dander, blood, body fluids, and nails.

The red briefs floated in the air, then flew towards Tsavana's head.

"Die!" Tsavana's fingers flicked, and his red pants exploded to pieces.

It was obvious that the essence stained in the red obscene pants was originally in Tsavana's body.

"The elf left in the deceased's profane pants has betrayed you, Tsavana, you still confess. ”

The monk was furious and came over with a fierce attitude.

Tsavana raped and killed the woman, and even wrote a distant name in blood on the wall of her boudoir, saying that it was a monk who raped and murdered.

The family of the deceased went to Lingyin Temple to question, and the monk was misunderstood at first, and even the law enforcement elders shouted at him.

Later, after some explanations and careful consideration, the monk was in the temple that night, and many fellow disciples and brothers could testify, and there was no time to commit the crime at all.

The truth was revealed, saying that he was extremely vicious and raped and killed women, which is nonsense at all.

After a lot of talking, most of the family members of the deceased also believed that the monk who seemed to be honest was not the murderer, but there were a few family members who looked into the distance and their eyes were full of suspicion, as if the temple was protecting him, which made the monk extremely angry.

"Bald donkey, you fart. He killed by himself, with cruel means, and did evil things that people and gods were angry with heaven and earth, but he put the hat on the head of the poor road. Tsavana's unrelenting rebuttal was intended to confuse the Zen mind of the distant monk.

The anger in the heart of the monk really soared, and the anger on his head, which was originally three feet high, rose to a height of a few feet, and it spread at a thirty-degree angle in the violent wind and rain, making a hunting sound, and the raindrops that burned the size of beans crackled and crackled, and the sky was full of mist that the rain was burning.

Yuan Yuan shouted violently, his mouth exhaled with anger, his right hand opened and closed, the staff fell from above, and the ten-zhang long stick shadow drew an arc and smashed down towards Tsavana.

Tsavana swung the scorpion pincers upward, blocking the staff's blow, and the silhouette in the air collided with the shadow of the rod, making a violent explosion.

The sound of the explosion had not subsided, Chavana grabbed the side of the scorpion tongs with both hands, and closed his two hands inward, only to see a silhouette suddenly appear in the air, with a huge Gengjin sharpness, and cut towards the distant monk.

Monk Liyuan didn't dare to slack off, seeing the huge silhouette of the scorpion pincers shining with silver quickly closing and approaching, a circle of powerful vajra covers suddenly erupted on his body.

The sharp silhouette of the scorpion tong that can cut the steel plate is cut on the diamond cover, making a series of sonorous sounds like a hacksaw saw alloy, bursting into the sky, the diamond cover is shattered, and the energy of the scorpion tong silhouette is almost exhausted.

The protective body around the monk soared, and his monk's robe was propped up to hunt and fly, as if he was a holy monk from the Western Heavens.

The scorpion tongs condensed by the energy of Gengjin cut and shattered the vajra cover, and the shadow had become faint many times, and the silver shadow like scissors was still moving towards the distant body, and the energy was completely consumed by his body protection qi, and the silhouette finally dissipated into nothing in the air, without hurting the monk in the slightest.

This cut seems to be ordinary, and there doesn't seem to be any danger, but Monk Liyuan has already urged the Buddha Yuan Force around him, and under the powerful and incomparable pressure, his face turned pig liver red.

With this move, Tsavana also used all his strength, and after one move, the bodies of the monk and the demon cultivator shook in the air at the same time.

They performed Dharma and magic skills at the same time, regained their spirits, and were full of energy in an instant.

He approached with the Arhat step, and danced the staff to the fullest, sweeping, smashing, slashing, and stabbing straight, and in a few breaths, he struck hundreds of sticks at Tsavana.

The Shaolin eighteen sticks of the round monk danced so well that they danced in the slightest, and the changes of moves were adhered to each other, without the slightest lag, and they won the essence of the sticks, and the end was so wonderful that it was not bumpy.

The water spots in the sky were shattered and bounced away, covering the monk's side with a thick layer of water vapor, whirring and dancing under the agitation of the stick wind.

Under such a swift stick shadow combo, Tsavana was tired of dodging and blocking, like a toad beaten by a raging storm, very embarrassed.

Soon his arm was sore, and his mouth ached, but he was lucky not to be hit by the staff.

A cloud of black qi erupted on Tsavana's body, and he cast a blinding trick to bluff the monk into striking at the black shadow, but he had already escaped from the range of the stick shadow, and his body appeared in the distance a hundred feet away.

Chavana angrily untied a bronze bell that was covered with patina and looked quaint and simple on his waist, and shook the bell quickly in the direction of the circle and the distance.

This bell is the magic weapon of Chavana, the Eight Treasures Miasma Poison Bell, which brings together the poisonous gas of one hundred and eight kinds of highly poisonous snakes and scorpions in the world, and also absorbs thousands of kinds of miasma, and the poisonous gas it sprays is extremely poisonous, if it is sprayed on the crocodile, even the hard and heavy crocodile skin like a carapace will turn into a pool of pus and blood, not to mention the people with fine skin and tender meat.

A cruel smile appeared on Tsavana's face, and the bronze bell in his hand shook in the wind, suddenly growing from the size of a fist to the size of a dustpan, and billowing gray smoke erupted from the mouth of the bell, enveloping the two monks.

Monk Liyuan sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes closed, a calm smile on his face, his left palm erected in front of his chest, and his right hand pinched a Dharma seal.

Behind him, a golden light appeared in the rotation of the law, and his body was immediately solemn, like a monk in the Western Heaven Realm.

Liyuan stood straight in the air, his wonderful hand reached forward, a golden flower appeared out of thin air in his hand, the monk smiled like a flower, and behind him showed the medicine man's glass light like the Dharma appearance, and the brilliant golden light illuminated the night sky under the torrential rain.

Accompanied by the two monks of Yuan and Yuan, countless Buddhist instruments such as golden lotus, flower, silver lamp, bowl, candlestick, pagoda, wooden fish flashed in the air, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting and chanting sounded, and the poisonous smoke miasma was forced back like rolling soup and pouring snow.

The solemn sound of the Buddha rushed forward with the golden light of the Dharma piercing the layers of smoke and miasma, and Tsavana's eyes were full of horror.