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Chapter 188(3/3)

However, in this way, the realm will not be broken, and most of the power contained in the relics will disintegrate, and only a small part will remain.

After a moment, Yan Jue resolutely chose this sword intent.

The knife intention was quietly restrained.

Yan Jue's momentum instantly climbed to a peak, and then it was like a torrent, and it was out of control.

The energy of heaven and earth roars!

Grandmaster of the First Realm!

The Second Realm Grandmaster!

The Grandmaster of the Three Realms!

In an instant, Yan Jue reached the third level of master, and his body was extremely vigorous in blood.

Not far away, Pixiu suddenly widened his eyes, staring at this scene incredible eyes.

Then he quietly turned his head and glanced at the jade box in the distance.

One step, two steps, three steps...

"call out!"

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly erupts!

The Pixiu turned into an arc, and in the blink of an eye it came to the jade box, and then swallowed it with the jade box in one bite.

Lin Mang looked shocked.

Seeing Pixiu's actions, he was stunned.

"Boom!"

A sudden thunder sounded, and an astonishing thunder fell from the depths of the sky.

The Pixiu was instantly bathed in lightning.

An extremely depressing aura came to my face, threatening all directions.

The war horse neighed uneasyly.

One by one, they fled in horror, perhaps lying on the ground.

In the lightning, Pixiu widened his eyes and quickly roared in shock.

A typical self scares himself.

"Roar~"

This sound was like a Buddhist lion roar, roaring loudly to the sky.

The air wave exploded!

A thick layer of dust was rolled up on the ground.

As soon as he took a step forward, a thunderous light rippled out from his feet, and a large piece of the ground was sunk.

——Shaolin Seventy-Two Skills of the Vajra Palm.

Lin Mang stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Can this Buddhist relics Pi Xiu be used?

Why does the key effect feel better than Yan Jue?

Next, Pixiu used the Shaolin Great Monument Wrestling Hand, Shaolin Tiger Claw Hand, and the legs like a shadow...

Lin Mang sighed softly, quite helpless.

A great master's relics were swallowed by Pixiu like this.

But at this moment, the Pixiu's condition is a bit strange.

In terms of power simply, Pixiu is only comparable to the master of the US dollar divine realm, but what is strange is that it can pull the power of heaven and earth.

From time to time, thunder will be caused to land, and the sky is powerful.

It can only be said that the strange beasts in heaven and earth are indeed a bit extraordinary.

Yan Jue, who woke up beside him, was very shocked, and the joy just now disappeared.

The Jinyiwei stared at Pixiu with astonishment, wailing in his heart.

It’s better to live than a mount!

Lin Mang withdrew his gaze and shouted softly: "Pi Xiu!"

The Pixiu flew over, then tilted his head and stared at Lin Mang.

That look... was eager to try.

Then, Lin Mang stretched out his hand.

There was no unnecessary movement, but a huge force gathered in his palm.

It's like a river rolling, with a terrifying power.

In an instant, a palm pressed on the Pixiu's head, pressing its body down and its head drooped.

Withdrawing his palm, Lin Mang turned over and jumped onto the Pixiu, and said in a deep voice: "Continue to go on the road."

After the words came, the Pixiu had already jumped out like a sharp arrow, and was almost as if only a blurred trace of light was left in the air.

The cold wind swept through my ears!

A cold chill hits my face.

Countless scenes pass by quickly before your eyes.

Lin Mang was secretly shocked, and the speed was very fast.

This speed is faster than he can drive with all his strength.

It seems that the benefits obtained by Pixiu are far more than you think.

...

When Lin Mang led the Jinyiwei back to Nanjing City, the news had spread throughout Nanjing City.

Many forces in the martial arts world have gained the influence of the Jinyiwei to suppress Nan Shaolin.

It was just a sensation, but this incident still caused a lot of heated discussion.

Many people are even more skeptical about this.

Sometimes people are like this. Even if they believe it in their hearts, they still won’t admit it in their mouths.

Walking on the streets in Nanjing, many people from the martial arts world looked at each other along the way.

Everyone's eyes gathered on Lin Mang's body, and their eyes flashed.

Everyone whispered, Lin Mang didn't fall into a word, and they all understood.

Lin Mang frowned slightly.

Regarding Shaolin, even if it spreads quickly, it should not be so fast, right?

Lin Mang turned his head and looked at Tang Qi.

Tang Qi understood it and quickly rode a horse and led a few people to leave.

Everyone returned to the temporary base of the Jinyiwei in Nanjing City.

Not long after, Tang Qi returned and bowed, "Sir, there have been many rumors in Nanjing recently, and many storytellers are telling the story of the Shaolin Mountain Gate, and the content is very clear."

"It's just that the source of this matter has not been clarified yet."

Lin Mang nodded slightly, tapped the table lightly, and said lightly: "Send someone to invite Lord Fang."

"Yes!" Tang Qi bowed and left.

Not long after, Fang Congli came out of the hall.

"Lin Zhenfu Envoy!"

Fang Congli bowed and bowed.

Lin Mang lowered his head and drank tea, as if he was ignoring it.

After a while, Lin Mang slowly raised his eyes, put down the teacup, and said calmly: "Fang Congli, do you know your guilt?"

Fang Congli took a breath of air conditioning and was at a loss.

What do I know?

Sorry, there are only so many today. Today’s funeral will be around 5 o’clock. Everyone in the countryside should be aware of it. There are various considerations, and it will be even late when they come back to entertain people. I am so tired that I am ready to go to bed.
Chapter completed!
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