Seven hundred and twentieth chapters fight with monks
The time passed in one second and a second. When Wang Yun couldn't bear it, the aura permeated in the entire room finally disappeared.
When the aura that was pressed on himself like a heavy stone disappeared, Wang Yun took a breath, but for a short time for a short time. He only felt that the whole person was almost unbroken.
This season, the temperature was already cold, but he had a hot sweat all over his body. At this time, don't mention how uncomfortable it is.
On the other hand, Zhuang Lin sitting on the sofa is still like nothing, sitting there, squinting with a pair of eyes, looking at Elder Liu on the opposite side with a smile.
"How many things do you know about last night? Tell me." Elder Liu also squinted his eyes, still using the high attitude, looking at Zhuang Lin, ordering the general tone, and saying to Zhuang Lin.
Zhuang Lin squinted so much, trying to try with him, without the intention of compromising the concession, he never said a word.
To be honest, since last time, the two pins that have been used to save people have been seized by the people in Longmen, and he has no good feeling for this so -called Longmen.
Take away the elixir who saves the life and not even let people say a word. This is not just domineering to describe it.
Such selfish people, even if they are strong, are not worthy of respect. They are nominally the guardians of Huaxia. In fact, they are in the guise of guarding Huaxia to seek personal gain for themselves.
Wang Yun, who was standing next to him, looked at Zhuang Lin, who was sitting there, and was full of anxiety. The elder Liu in front of him, his means, was a well -known yin damage.
In Huaxia, most of the people who know Longmen know this Elder Liu. The elder Longmen, who is repaired, may not be the top in the dragon gate, but the nature of the small belly chicken intestine and the means of renovation are definitely the first one.
one.
Over the past few years, no one who provoked him has not ended well, and there are some of them who are extraordinary Huaxia Sanjie.
If Zhuang Lin offends this guy, even if Zhuang Lin has already entered the peak, he is afraid that in the end, there is no good end.
The thing.
When I thought of this, Wang Yun couldn't help but looked at the door secretly, and could see the two figures faintly. From the memories he knew, the two were young and promising.
Cultivation, climbing the peak.
It is precisely because of some small things that Elder Liu was offended, and Liu Chang Ling was born as such a kind of people, no ghosts, and life.
"Young people, arrogant, have arrogant capital, I want to know, what capital do you have, rush to me so arrogantly in front of me." Looking at the opposite Zhuang Lin, Elder Liu's face appeared, and a touch of coldness appeared.
Come with a smile, sneer in Zhuang Lin.
The sound had not yet landed, and his arm slowly lifted up. Under the black robe, a dry hand was found out.
Zhuanglin saw that this hand is not like a living person at all. It is more like the dead claw that is stained with dead qi after thousands of years of resurrection, and can even be seen on the dry skin.
Then, then
"Sure enough, this old thing practice is a kind of germination of yin poison. The two black robe people outside are made by his livelihood." Seeing the black death that was circulated on Elder Liu, Zhuanglin, Zhuanglin, Zhuanglin, Zhuanglin
Finally confirmed my previous speculation.
Although her speculation has been confirmed, Zhuang Lin is becoming more and more confused. How can this kind of person who practice yin poisoning?
Could it be said that the dragon gate that guards Huaxia is also a place to hide dirt. As long as you have the ability, you can stand in it or even become the superior!
After having this idea, he didn't think about it again. Until now, the Longmen monk he had encountered only one in front of him. Before he saw more Longmen monks, there were too many conjectures.
All are extra.
"Elder Liu, please lift your hands." Seeing that Elder Liu stretched out his hand towards Zhuang Lin, Wang Yun completely changed his face and hurriedly asked Liu Elderly.
Although, for this negative guy, Wang Yun was disdainful from the bottom of his heart, but he never dared to despise the ability of this guy, and even a little fear.
Don't say that it is a martial arts of the peak, even those powerful scattered rests are not the opponent of the elder Longmen.
"Shut my mouth." Wang Yun's words just said that the exit came. Elder Liu's eyes spit out the fine light, and he drank it hard. Wang Yunquan suddenly flew up and hit the ceiling fiercely.
At the same time, his dry right hand, at the speed that the naked eye could not detect, grabbed it towards Zhuanglin, and the circulating black riding even separated from the palm of the hand and condensed into a huge in the air into a huge one.
Black palm.
"Finally, are you going to fight with the monk?" Looking at the black giant palm that he caught by himself, Zhuang Lin not only had no fear and fear, but was a little excited and excited, and he was eager to try.
When in the southwest mountainous area, after seeing the battle between the monks with his own eyes, he had fantasized more than once. One day, he could compete with those monks.
It was only because his strength was still weak at that time, and he was more jealous of the monks in his heart. Now, with the improvement of his own cultivation, it has faintly touched the threshold of the territory, and the fear gradually weakened.
Especially after being recognized by Wu Mu's corpse king and Tao Junlu, after the security of his own security, the intention of the monk in his heart was activated.
This is the first time he fights with the monk. Although he is so embarrassed in his heart, it is more excited and excited.
"Break me." With a drink, he raised his hand at the same time, and the fist wrapped in the blue light smashed himself in front of him.
In a low sound of "Boom", the cyan fist hit the black giant hand.
Black and cyan's energy waves are raging throughout the room. Those luxurious sofa coffee tables have been seedlings, and they are splitted in the time. They are everywhere.
And in this energy wave swept, the two figures stood at each other.
Elder Liu, who had a cold look, did not know when, became dignified, his dignified eyes, staring at the young figure on the opposite side.
Although it is just a simple shot, he is confident, even if he has practiced for decades, he will never be able to connect his ghost hand with dead anger.
Chapter completed!