Yin!

The low voice of the low dragon sounded suddenly at this time.

On the arms dominated by Qinglong, there is a bright blue light.

After a moment, the blue light suddenly retracted like a lightning, adhered to his arm, and the blue light overflowed, condensed into a blue -colored blue dragon scales.

This heavy fist is not an ordinary fist, but a dragon boxing.

A punch that is comparable to the power of a real dragon fell on the Buddhist Buddhist King Kong of the chicken soup monk.

In the collision, a golden iron -like sound immediately came out of the field.

A circle of ripples swept away, and the air around the surroundings suddenly exploded.

It is conceivable how it was scary of this time.

Rao is a difficult and strong practice of the body of the chicken soup. After the hit, it seems that it is crushed by a mountain, the back is bent like a bow, and the back is knocked out.

The blood slowly exuded from the monk's monk's monk's monk, which was clearly dazzling golden yellow, but it was more shocking than the scarlet blood.

"Just two pounds, dare to stop me?" A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of the mouth of Qinglong's mouth.

Then, he laughed, stepped out of his footsteps, chasing the sage monks in the chicken soup, and there was no fancy fist.

Well!

The air was compressed and exploded, and everyone could clearly see that the space in which Qinglong dominated the fist across the fist was faintly twisted.

Big!

The chicken soup monk shakes, and the palm is revealed, blocking the punch dominated by Qinglong, and the fierce blue light against it.

Knite!

Immediately, his arm was strangely distorted, and his bones seemed to break.

Qinglong dominates a sneer, fisting and dancing, and the offensive poured out like a heavy rain, covering the chicken soup monk.

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of Jin Tie burst crazy, and with the sound of the sound, there are also continuous almost terrible power. The ripples spread out.

It is just Yu Bo, but the violent power in the ripple is enough to make most monks in the world feel numb.

"The body becomes a Buddha? It's just a crumbling mud -tire Buddha statue." Qinglong dominated the cold sound.

"Amitabha." The response of the chicken soup sage monks is the same.

I do n’t go to hell, who is in hell?

boom!

Qinglong dominated another fist, filled with blue light fists, and fiercely bombarded his shoulders.

Knite!

The sound of bone cracks came from the shoulders of the chicken soup monk, and at the same time, the powerful strength also directly shook his body and flew out.

Alas!

Just when the sage of the chicken soup flew out, the blue dragon dominated the blue light on the legs, covering a layer of blue dragon scales, and it turned into a sharp scale blade.

The chicken soup saint's chest passed.

Black light flickering.

The monk's coat of the chicken soup was cracked from his chest, and a bloody scar appeared on his chest.

Bang!

The sage of the chicken soup was stunned, and the void lightly, barely stabilized in the air.

"How long can you support?" Qinglong sneered.

Without waiting for the soul, let's talk more about the soul, the soup soup monk is not "politely" no longer listening, but he bowed his head to meditate in his heart, and his face was open -minded.

Later, he started a word and read the Buddha.

"Thirty years of beings, cattle and horses, sixty years of Buddha dragon elephants."

Those who are successful are not only the talents of the world, but they must also have a strong ambition.

I saw the chicken soup monk's bleeding at this moment, but closed his eyes freely, and spread his hands.

He is full of blood flowing from himself.

Golden blood.

At this moment, these golden blood suddenly flashed the endless Buddha light.

Buddha light shrouded the chicken soup monk's body.

In the light of the Buddha, the chicken soup monk is not angry, the injuries on the body recovered, and the golden yellow blood reverse.

Buddha Guang gradually dispersed.

The surface of the chicken soup monk has not changed much, but there is a more unknown temperament.

He looked at Qinglong's master and whispered: "Please."

At this moment, where is he still the so -called King Kong's undefeated body? It is clearly the Buddhist Da Kong!

...........

Here, the chicken soup monk "praying arms as a car", stopped the green dragon's dominance with his own strength.

On the other side, Gu Qiu and Li Shi did not dare to delay the fighter. The two joined forces. Since their debut, they have been fighting more for the first time.

In the master of Qinglong and Baihu, the Qinglong master is the town monk and the highest power of the Huanling Sect. Therefore, theoretically, it should be a stronger master.

The Chicken Soup Holy Monk first dragged the Green Dragon's master. After the two of them joined forces to solve the weaker white tiger master, they turned back to "The Three British War Lu Bu".

Very reasonable tactics.

The difficulty lies in whether Gu Qiu and Li Shi can defeat the master of the white tiger, and can the soup soup monk support it at that time?

This is a question that I have to consider.

The three people present did not really consider this problem.

Because, between the front line of life and death, it is the only way for life and death.

The spiritual aura was brought up by Li Shizhi with a gas machine, and it was empty.

There is a rolling sky thunder, and it is endless. From the heaven, Qi Qi projects to dominate the white tiger.

Since ancient times, the sword has nothing more than to pick up and stabilizes, but why is Li Shiran's Haoran sword regarded as a new kendo and self -made.

This is the reason.

What is Hao Ran Sword?

The sword repair is to nourish the heavens and the earth, and it is not allowed to stand up.

At this time, Li Shizhi moved Wanjun Tianji with his own strength.

Tianlei.

This is undoubtedly a very magnificent scene

"Please cross the robbery." Li Shiyi's space has been disturbed by the gas machine, and squeezed seventy -eight.

Tianlei smashed into the air, such as the continuous water coming from the sky.

The momentum made by Gu Qiu is also not weaker than Li Shi.

He was full of swords like floods, pouring out.

The master of the white tiger only felt that there was a overwhelming sword move in front of him.

I can't say whether it is flood or Tianlei, but only feels the atmosphere of three thousand miles.

This made him slightly trembling.

The sword moves in front of them are not only abundant, but they are so exquisite that they are almost close, and they are incredible.

At this moment, Baihu's master was determined to eradicate these two sword repair.

Otherwise, in a few years, maybe two sword fairy will be alive.

He showed his solemn look, one toes touched the void, and the other toes were clicked on the ground on the ground without any evasion.

The huge Tian Lei exploded under his fist, and then became a purple light, and the smoke disappeared.

Later, he stepped out of the forefoot step by step, and a punch with his left hand.

A punch out of the sky fist, greeted the sword of the lake, and the collision produced a curtain. There was no end.
Chapter completed!