Chen Jiannan's body was as light as a swallow, and his right foot suddenly kicked out, and his foot shot out with vigor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Monk Liyuan was like a lame rabbit in front of the fangs and claws of a fierce tiger, as if he had smelled the smell of blood spit out of the tiger's mouth, and his expression was horrified.

It was very difficult for his arms to be raised, where could he dodge Chen Jiannan's swift attack.

Tears erupted from his round eyes, and his lips chattered rapidly, and he quickly recited the Maitreya blessing sutra recovery mantra.

The golden rain was falling, but it was too late.

The foot-shaped energy stepped on the chest of the round monk with an unstoppable force, and with a crackling sound of cracking bones, the monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and was kicked out like a strong grass in the wind.

The round monk was kicked for more than ten feet, and his left shoulder was held by a powerful palm, stopping the momentum of the backward flight.

It turned out that the monks saw that the round monk was in distress, and used the formation to bounce the monk Wu over, and the big hand that grabbed the round shoulder was nothing.

Monk Liyuan stopped the momentum of being kicked away, and his face was full of shame, resentment, disobedience and other expressions.

"You didn't kill the poor monk this time, maybe you saved a few hands. However, this does not mean that the poor monk can let you go crazy, if you don't go back to the mountain gate to cultivate, it will be a disaster in the world, and the poor monk will still uproot the cancer in the world. ”

The corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and the monk's robe was kicked out of a huge hole, exposing his strong pectoral muscles, and a striking red footprint on his chest.

The monk's ribs were crushed, his body was stiff, his internal organs were churning and in severe pain, and he was weak when he spoke.

Reciting the recovery mantra silently, the golden light rain sprinkled, and the damage to the internal organs and soul of the round monk was not fatal, and he quickly regained his vitality.

Chen Jiannan had no intention of taking his life, otherwise the monk's defense would be almost completely useless, as long as he used a little more strength, the monk would die so much that he could not die anymore.

Chen Jiannan understood the monk's expression of wanting revenge, and said in a cold voice: "Listen to Zun Ben, I didn't kill you this time, because you said that if Poor Dao is unlucky, you don't want to poison your young son, and take him back to the temple to cultivate." I spared you this time, if the monk wants to do it next time, he will not be so lucky. ”

Chen Jiannan warned coldly that if the monk continued to force each other, it would be impossible for him to keep his hand again and again.

After all, he already has a lot of enemies, sparing the monk's life, if he doesn't know it, there is nothing to show mercy to do it again.

"Senior brother, you missed, senior brother is here to seek justice for you. The monk was afraid of the senior brother's face in his words, and at the same time motioned for him to leave.

Monk Liyuan snorted angrily with resentment, and Yukong retreated towards the distant sky where the six monks were.

He still has infinite Dharma tricks that he hasn't shown, and he is so defeated, how can he not be resentful.

Monk Wu was full of confidence and thought that defeating Chen Jiannan was only a matter of raising his hand.

I didn't think about it, Senior Brother Liyuan was defeated so quickly, and he was almost killed by Chen Jiannan, which was simply stupid.

With such a thought, he raised his head slightly, his eyebrows were full of arrogance, and he said coldly: "After all, you have a false reputation as a genius, and now if you have any last words, the poor monk can tell the world on your behalf." The hero's curtain call can be regarded as a beginning and an end. ”

"No, today's poor Dao is a matter of words, and he won't kill you. But your arrogance will make the injuries on your body several times worse. ”

Chen Jiannan's expression was indifferent, the ancient well was not wavering, and there was no emotion in his words.

He shook his head indifferently, and also thought that the other party was arrogant, his own Dharma was superior, and he had the belief that he would win.

Brother Yuan's defeat was either because of his mistakes or because of his stupidity, who knows, anyway, the two brothers are cultivating different Buddha-figures.

It was precisely because his senior brother was defeated that he wanted to win, kill Chen Jiannan, avenge his brother, and save face for Lingyin Temple.

A Buddha was brewing a battle, Chen Jiannan suddenly remembered something, and said: "Hee, Poor Dao saw a new monk, always with the back of his head facing this side, why?"

Chen Jiannan has been running away or fighting, his spirit has been tense, and the monk Le, whose head is in the opposite direction, is far behind, he doesn't have time to identify it carefully, so he naturally doesn't know who the monk is.

When he asked him this, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and replied flatly: "He is a hermit sent by the abbot, just because the cultivation of Buddhism is unfathomable, I am afraid that you will see it and scare you, so the back of the head is opposite." ”

Chen Jiannan didn't know what was going on, thinking that Monk Wu was joking and laughing, so he said: "Ridiculous, just one face can scare Poor Dao? Poor Dao guessed that he looked like an octopus, and he had no face." ”

Chen Jiannan guessed wrong, and it was not because he looked like an octopus, but because his head was in the opposite direction, and he himself was the initiator.

Neither of them continued to dwell on this issue and began to prepare for battle.

Without moving, he said very reservedly: "You can rest for a while, and the poor monk can wait for your mental and physical strength to recover to its best." Don't say that the poor monk bullied you into a big battle and that you are still very tired. ”

"The monk recites the scriptures a lot, that is, he knows how to be verbose. Poor Dao beat the round bald donkey, and the immortal sword technique has not had time to be used, winning the cloud is light and light, and the spirit and vitality have not been consumed much. Don't say that you are on the same as one of you, that is, the eight of you are on it together, and the poor road can be taken at any time. Chen Jiannan was not afraid, and obviously did not take it seriously.

He shook his head and chuckled, as if he was laughing at Chen Jiannan's ignorance, he could have fought for half a cup of tea more, but now he is begging for a quick death, isn't it stupid or what?

Monk Wu's mouth moved, and with a gesture of his hand, the white clouds in the sky flashed, and a thunderbolt from a sunny sky slashed towards Chen Jiannan's body.

Chen Jiannan followed the monk's finger and looked up to see the white clouds in the sky brewing murderous intentions.

A cold light flashed in his starry eyes, and there was a hazy starlight shrouding his body between his legs, and his body was like a dream, as if it were not a real existence.

In a short instant, the monk's spiritual sense lost its perception of Chen Jiannan's body.

A dazzling bolt of lightning slashed down from the white clouds in the sky, and the entire space was bright.

In the next second, there was a deafening roar of thunder, accompanied by a loud sound of stones exploding, and a deep well-like crater appeared in the rock below.

"Please, don't do this disgusting trick. With a finger, the move is slow. When the poor road is a stake, let you chop it?" Chen Jiannan's figure appeared, and his spiritual sense locked on him again.

"Ignorant child, you know that the Dharma is unfathomable. The poor monk has 3,000 Buddhist scriptures and 8,000 volumes of Buddhism, and he still needs you to advise. ”

"The poor monk is disgusting and disgusting to you first, so that your heart is afraid first. ”

"Child, the poor monk is about to make a big fuss, cheer up your spirits, put away your arrogance, and enjoy the last wonderful time of your life. ”

The Buddha power on the body is monstrous, and the brilliant Buddha light envelops the entire mountain forest.

Chen Jiannan's body was shrouded in a faint Dao light, like a peerless king, with an indifferent expression but not angry and arrogant.

Suddenly, he felt his scalp tingle like an electric touch, his head buzzed and he was dizzy, and the runes in the sea of consciousness flew disorderly.

A huge sense of fear occupied his heart, Chen Jiannan shook his head desperately, his eyelids kept jumping, and he was anxious to silently recite the awakening technique, and the abnormality of the sea of knowledge immediately stopped.

Chen Jiannan glanced at the monk coldly, there was a trace of imperceptible turbidity in his eyes, he wanted to beat the monk down as soon as possible, and then quickly escaped, so as not to drink hatred because of his disordered knowledge of the sea.

His current mental condition is very unstable, and he may fall into confusion at any time.

With such a thought, Chen Jiannan's body suddenly moved, the Xeon Sword Move was activated, and the five sword rays blocked the monk's left, center, right, upper and lower positions.

Taking advantage of Chen Jiannan's sudden abnormality in knowing the sea, the monk was overjoyed.

His body quickly approached, and he pinched the seal in his hand, and the light above the seal flashed, and a sharp thunderbolt quickly condensed and shot forward.

The monk saw that the abnormality of Chen Jiannan's body suddenly stopped, and the latter's head suddenly raised, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes.

Monk Wu's body was in a hungry eagle fighting the tiger, and his eyes suddenly changed from joy to horror, because he was facing the five Dao Sen Ran swords.

The body of the monk rushed forward for a moment, and in a short moment, he had adjusted to a backward state, and his hands danced rapidly, forming a Buddha power defense shield in front of him.

The five swords struck on the oncoming thunder, and the thunder exploded, and the sword was unabated, roaring through the air, and slashing at the shield of light condensed by the Buddha's power.

The Buddha light shield trembled for a while, and the Buddhist text on it kept flashing and disappearing, and then the light shield exploded, turning into the Buddha Yuan Force and dissipating.

The power of the sword weakened by one percent, and it still shot towards the monk.

The monk didn't expect Chen Jiannan's blow to be so domineering, in addition to the horror in his eyes, his hands quickly slapped out alternately, and with a flick of his fingers, he slapped a hundred palms, sending out Dao Qi and surging forward.

Each strength made the sword slightly slower by a little, and at the same time, the energy weakened by about one thousandth, and when it was close to the monk's range, the power of the sword was weakened by two percent.

If the remaining seventy percent of the power is borne by Wu's body, the monk will lose half his life if he doesn't die.

A yellow paper talisman flew out of the hidden pocket on the chest of Wu's monk's robe, and the Buddhist text on the yellow paper talisman shone brightly, and when it shook in the wind, it turned into a yellow wall, blocking the way of the sword.

Five sword rays slashed at the yellow wall, and a burst of light flashed and trembled on the wall, and the sword and the yellow wall were annihilated at the same time.

The danger of this sword move was resolved again and again, but the monk's misfortune has not passed.

Chen Jiannan's body was in a state of jaguar pounce, and the watery Yao Light Sword swung forward, and the supreme blow that condensed the Yuan Force around him had been launched.

Chen Jiannan intended to take down Wu quickly, and his moves were fast and accurate, and there would be no slightest drag.

A polar arc-shaped sword shot out from in front of him, and the qi locked onto the monk, making the monk have no way to avoid it, so he could only be hard-connected.

Even if he dodge, the sword will follow his qi to kill, and the distance is too close, and the monk has no time to dodge.

This sword is so sharp, even if it is a huge mountain peak, it can be split in half, not to mention the flesh and blood of a monk.

Only then did he realize that Chen Jiannan was powerful, and the reputation of the proud son of the sky was not false.

Monk Wu felt as if he was a lame gazelle being pounced on by a tiger, and he used two words to describe his mood, miserable!

At the critical moment, the Buddha of Tanguang Buddha suddenly appeared behind him, emitting a brilliant Buddha light, and the power of the Buddha shone in all directions.

Even if the Buddha-figure in his mind has already appeared, the Buddha power blessed on him in a hurry cannot relieve the imminent crisis.

The haste here refers to the very short time between the sword and the blink of an eye.

The monk didn't have time to make any magical defenses, and a shrine for the Buddha flew out of his body.

The shrine emits a dazzling Buddha light, blocking the monk's body.

The sword that has the potential to open the mountain and crack the mountain struck on the shrine, and the energy was full of energy.

The giant trees in the mountains and forests below fell in chaos, and the overflowing sword qi carved deep ravines on the mountain ground.

The shrine was torn apart, and the sword of life was flying in all directions, dimming a lot, and finally blocked it.

Behind the shrine, the five organs of the monk Wu rolled over, the six organs were injured, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with red blood.

The fishy smell welled up in the monk's throat, and he held back a mouthful of blood without spurting out.

Chen Jiannan's elegant body was already close at hand, and his right palm slapped a magic seal, imprinted on the monk's body.

The consciousness of the monk was immediately imprisoned, as if he was a wooden man, and the operation of the Buddha in his body stopped.

Chen Jiannan slapped a solid palm on the sturdy chest of the monk, and a series of bones shattering sound came, and at the same time, the circulation of the Buddha's Yuan Force around the monk's body completely stopped.

Chen Jiannan pushed it, and the monk spurted a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a broken paper kite along the push of his palm.