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Chapter 1222

When Murong Xue heard this, she became even more ashamed and annoyed, her little face almost flushed to the extreme.

Seeing the fat claws grabbing, she quickly withdrew her palm and quickly retreated, not wanting to have any contact with the other party.

"Haha, shameless? The female donor's words are different. Huanxiling is originally a branch of Tantric Buddhism. When you follow me, you will definitely like it there!"

Monk Hualong smiled, his palm was poked and his head changed, and he grabbed Murong Xue.

"You are looking for death!"

At this moment, a strong gale of wind appeared from behind and headed straight for his heart.

"Haha, I thought you, a little thief, could be a turtle, be a turtle, but I didn't expect to have some courage!"

Feeling the unusual movement behind, the flower dragon swayed, and the ghost disappeared from the spot like before. When it appeared again, it had already reached several feet away. It narrowed its eyes and stared at Chen Feng and looked at Lianlian.

"Some of them are not just courage, but also strength that you can't bear!"

Chen Feng smiled coldly, clenched his five fingers, and suddenly swung his iron fist again.

call!

A terrifying fist intent and violent fist wind appeared out of thin air, and rolled forward and rushed forward.

"It's not good to be so violent. Let me introduce myself. The young monk Hualong, senior brother of Huanxiling, heard that you broke through the Buddha worship altar just after coming to my Tantra, which made us all the brothers really shameless! And I heard that you were still injured

Junior Brother Baoxiang, so I came here to learn more about your skills!”

Facing the rolling fist wind, Hualong was calm and said, while raising his sleeves to meet him.

"Is that so? I'm afraid your faceless moment is still behind!"

Chen Feng sneered all over, and the strength in his hand increased a little bit again.

Without saying the other party, he had already understood that the other party's intention was not Murong Xue at all, but he was completely coming to him.

Huanxi Ridge, it’s not a good place!

I have always thought that Tantric Buddhism is the sacred land of the Buddha Sect, but I didn’t expect that there would be such a branch that hides dirt and defilements.

If the other party doesn't come, it's fine. Since he has come, he's better to give him a blow! https://(www). https://m/.x81zw./com/

boom!

In almost the blink of an eye, the two attacked each other and collided with each other.

I don’t know how Hualong’s sleeve was made, but when he encountered a strong fist wind, he didn’t get any damage, but instead broke all the fist winds.

The invisible and intimidating artistic conception seemed to have no effect on it.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng was stunned and his brows frowned slightly.

This is the first time since I practiced the Heavenly Fist, I have not been able to achieve results!

Weird, really weird!

What kind of exercises is the other party practicing? How could it be so weird?

"Haha, why, I'm surprised?"

Looking at Chen Feng's expression, the monk Hualong smiled playfully, reached out and touched his bare head, with a hidden sarcasm in his eyes! Computer: https://@@.com/

"Boy, don't think that if you pass the Buddha worship altar and defeat the treasure elephant, you can run rampant in my Tantric Buddhism! Let me tell you the truth, because my disciples in Huanxiling did not participate in the strength ranking, Baoxiang will become the first disciple!"

Speaking of this, he stretched out his two fingers and shook them slightly.

"Now you have two choices, defeat me and make yourself deserve it! If you are defeated by me, the female donor will follow me to Happy Ridge!"

"Defeat you? There is no suspense!"
Chapter completed!
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