Thunder Martial

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The monk made a move, but Zi Chen didn't stop him. Of course, he didn't intend to stop him at all.

The monk slashed with a knife, the light of the knife kept flickering, and the chill was overwhelming. The monk with the knife looked amazing, and the monk who slashed someone with the knife was rare in a thousand years. Even the relaxed Zi Chen , also felt weird.

So, with his arms crossed, he simply walked to the side and watched the monk slay people with a knife. Anyway, everyone will share the spoils after that, and the magic ape has to be counted as a share.

"Peng."

As the sword glow passed, a spiritual weapon was cut off, and Yu Kong was sent flying, crashing into a big tree, his eyes darkened and he passed out completely.

The blade of the long knife slashed towards a Yukong, and it came in an instant. There was obvious panic in the eyes of the opponent, and there was no way to avoid it. flew out.

The energy shock caused Yukong to cough up blood, and when he fell, he also passed out.

The golden light flickered all over the monk's body, like an autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. With the large golden light swaying, several Yukong were blown away, and then passed out.

As for those who didn't pass out, they lay on the ground and howled in pain, their voices were shrill, they rolled over and over again, and lost their combat power in a short time.

"Damn it, the poor monk has already said it. If you hand over everything on your body, you must refuse to listen, and you must force the benevolent monk to do it."

As the words fell, the blade in the monk's hand turned again, and another Yukong was sent flying, hitting an ancient tree and fainting.

All around, other people were so dumbfounded that they didn't react immediately, but those who were lying on the ground crying heard the monk's words, and they all had the urge to greet the monk's mother.

"You are a fucking bald, cruel and merciless, you dare to pretend to be a monk, and you are so fucking benevolent, do you have half a **** relationship with benevolence?" Ruthless, they lost the ability to speak for a short period of time, and could only cry in pain.

So this kind of words that even Bald Piao and his mother greeted together can only be kept in my heart.

"Baldy, die for me." After the monk let go of the eight people, the other Yukong finally reacted, roaring, growling, and shouting, and killed the monk.

"Buzz."

The sword trembles,

With a soft moan, it swept across all directions, followed by a cracking sound, many spiritual soldiers shattered, and the monk holding the knife, as if entering a land of no one, stunned a Yukong, which was simple and agile.

Not far away, Zi Chen nodded repeatedly, and at the same time glanced at Yukong, thinking in his heart, whoever is slightly stronger will snatch his spirit ring at that time, and the wealth in the spirit ring of the strong will naturally be more Some.

Previously knocked down eight people, not counting Ning Yun, and there were eleven Yu Kongs. Soon, these eleven people fell down, five of them passed out fortunately, and the other six were howling.

"Bald dipper, go die." At this moment, Ning Yun, who was staring at the side, finally seized the opportunity and uttered a loud shout. He circled behind the monk, the long sword in his hand trembled, exuding a terrifying aura, and slammed at the monk. cut off.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk and not a bald ladle." The monk put down his long sword, turned around, clasped his hands together, his body was shimmering with golden light, he recited the Buddha's name, and his treasured appearance was solemn. Facing this powerful blow, he did not use alchemy weapons, Instead, rely on strength to resist.

A golden mask appeared on the body surface, the golden light was shining, there were golden runes flowing in it, and old monks were chanting sutras.

The magical power of Buddhist body protection has reappeared, and it is known as the strongest defense in the world.

"Peng."

The long sword slashed on the mask, and there was a bang, boundless energy began to surge, the mask was trembling and changing, stirring up golden ripples.

The two energies are constantly colliding and sticking together, rendering streaks of golden light, the destructive aura above the alchemy slowly dissipates in the sticking, and the mask on the monk's body is also dimming.

In the end, the mask cracked and exploded in an instant, and the resulting air explosion directly sent Ning Yun flying, throwing people and weapons far away.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor sneakily attacked the old monk from behind. It's really a villain's act." The monk clasped his hands together and became solemn, like an eminent monk who has attained the Tao.

The combat power of the monk was so shocking that the wailing sounds all around had weakened a lot. Yu Kong, who hadn't fainted, looked at the monk in horror.

It is too strong to block alchemy soldiers with the body.

"Bah, you bald lady." In the distance, Ning Yun stood up, his face turned pale, his blood was still churning, unable to attack immediately, he could only look at the monk coldly.

Although the monk blocked the blow, he was not convinced. If he had used stronger force, the monk would surely die after breaking through the monk's defense.

"kill."

Panting slightly, and after making some adjustments, Ning Yun once again held the long sword and slashed at the monk. This time, the aura surging above the alchemy soldiers was even stronger.

He stepped on his feet, his body was off the ground, and the long sword in his hand flashed dazzlingly, and with the breath of an alchemy soldier, he slashed at the monk.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, little benefactor, don't be obsessed with it." The monk's strongest defense appeared again, and golden lights flashed all over his body.

"Peng."

There was another dull explosion, the terrifying energy flow, and the two energies kept sticking together. In the end, the monk's mask was broken, but Ning Yun didn't get any benefit, and was blown away again.

The eyes of the people looking at the monk have long changed, and the monk who does not hold a knife looks very much like an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. Everyone has begun to believe that the other party is a monk and not bald.

"Amitabha, little benefactor, don't be obsessed. It is said that money is something outside of the body and the source of all evils. Only by giving up everything can we be freed. Why should we be obsessed?" The monk spoke again with a merciful expression on his face.

Everyone didn't understand what it meant before, but after listening carefully, they had the urge to greet the monk's relatives.

If you rob things, you rob things, and the fucking talk is so advanced, it's really true.

At this moment, everyone believed that the monk was a real monk, but he was an evil monk, a different kind of evil monk.

"Baldy, stop talking nonsense, and die." Ning Yun stood up for the second time, and the alchemy in his hand lit up again, and rushed towards the monk.

He felt very aggrieved and very angry. He is a member of the Ning family, and he brought nineteen strong men, so he can use a combined attack formation, even if he meets Dan Yuan, he will not be afraid.

But it was this damned bald dipper, he was uneasy playing his cards according to the rules, he launched an attack before he reported himself, and knocked down the others with the momentum of thunder, making the combined attack formation useless.

"Peng."

Ning Yun, who rushed straight up, was blown away for the third time. This time, he really felt the strength gap between the two sides. This bald scoop is really strong, much stronger than him. If the opponent holds alchemy soldiers, one round, maybe can kill him.

So, Ning Yun was convinced.

"Hand over the source of evil, and you will feel at ease physically and mentally. Don't be obsessed with it." The monk said again, and Ning Yun almost vomited blood in anger.

He simply turned his head, and then saw Zi Chen who was watching the play leisurely with a smile on his face.

"Go to hell." With the courage he didn't know where he came from, he bounced off the ground in an instant, and then rushed towards Zichen.

The alchemy weapon in his hand was already emitting dazzling light in mid-air, with terrifying energy surging, he slashed at Zi Chen's head, Ning Yun looked like he was crazy, his heart was completely ruthless, since he couldn't beat the bald scoop, he simply hit another one.

"Overbearing fist."

But he didn't expect that although the other one was at the Yukong stage, he was no worse than Bald Piao, and even stronger.

Because the bald dipper is only defensive, but this guy in the middle stage of Yukong is attacking.

In front of his eyes, the harmless young Yukong youth, at the next moment, his aura became extremely fierce, his figure became taller, extremely domineering, and after that, a golden fist light that was more dazzling than alchemy soldiers, shot against the sky superior.

"boom."

The sky-shattering explosion appeared from the sky. This time, there was no stalemate of energy, no competition and consumption with each other, and only one blow to determine the winner.

Ning Yun was blown away in the air, coughing up blood, flew a hundred meters straight, and hung on a treetop.

The corner of his mouth was bleeding, and his face was already full of shock. The other Yukong couldn't say a word, but they were crying in their hearts.

What kind of people did they meet? One was in the late stage of Yukong, and had a strong defense that could stop the alchemy soldiers, but the other was only in the late stage of Yukong, but he wounded Master Ning Yun with one blow.

Ning Yun let out a roar of unwillingness, and his figure fell from the treetops. He couldn't beat the two of them, and he was very unwilling.

At this moment, his gaze caught sight of the demon ape running towards him. He knew that this was a pet in the Yu Kong period, and his eyes instantly turned cold. Well, since he couldn't beat humans, he would kill the beast.

He shot for the fifth time, but this time he killed the demon ape. The demon ape was only the size of a fist and looked like a harmless pet. Ning Yun was confident that this blow could kill the enemy. A grim smile after killing the enemy.

But soon, the smirk on Ning Yun's face froze, and he saw that the little guy who was the size of a palm suddenly transformed into a colossus. That tall figure was several heads taller than Ning Yun, so that Ning Yun had to look up at him.

Then Ning Yun saw the magic ape waving his palm towards him, surrounded by black light, he felt that the pill soldier had disappeared when he let go of his hand, and at the same time a strong force struck, Ning Yun's eyes went dark, and the person had already flown tens of meters away outside.

Hurry up, everything is too fast, and everyone who is so fast has no time to react.

Ning Yun vomited blood, several of his teeth were knocked out, and the alchemy in his hand was already in the hands of the phantom, frustrated again and again, finally there was fear in his eyes.

"Hand over the spirit ring, or you will be killed without mercy."

Afterwards, things were much simpler. It was nothing more than searching for wealth. Along the way, they had already practiced this trick very proficiently, and even the magic ape became a master.

Everyone's spiritual rings were searched, and all the valuable things were taken away, and some clothes and food were left for the other party.

"Okay, you can go." The monk was very satisfied with this harvest, and waved directly to everyone.

Ning Yun kept staring at Zi Chen, his expression was very ugly, because Zi Chen was holding his alchemy soldier in his hand.

But in the end, he didn't dare to ask for it, and turned away with everyone.

"It's really unlucky, there are so many people, and even a mere quota can't be found."

After hearing the monk's dissatisfied words, Ning Yun staggered and almost fell.