Chapter 613, Sixth Senior Brother’s Bullshit

Lin Que's fist smashed hard against the swastika.

Instantly, the void shook, the seawater below roared, and some trees were blown and broken by the energy ripples.

boom!

The fist seals and swastikas disappeared.

Lin Que's figure was hit hard on the beach, and countless sand flew up, submerging him.

The monk Bujie was also blown away by the burst of energy. The Buddha and Demon spirits dissipated and fell into the beach, creating a deep pit!

No matter who wins or loses!

Ahem!

Lin Que crawled out of the sand pit, feeling the energy and blood surge in his body, and looked ahead solemnly.

In the fight just now, he also figured out the strength of Monk Bujie.

Soul power level sixty-five!

The quality of the Buddha Demon Martial Soul definitely exceeded the S level. He didn't know how far it had reached.

Walking out of Cangtong Town, except for Li Xingyun and Ye Ni.

Monk Bujie is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered among his peers!

In the sandpit, Monk Bujie also climbed out and coughed up a mouthful of sand.

"Donor, we are all young people. Why use your hands when you can solve things with your mouth!"

He was depressed. Why did he meet such a tough young man when he left the temple for the first time?

There is no feeling of invincibility at all.

Lin Que held the magic knife in his hand and pointed the blade at an angle: "Monk, tell me the traces of the Heart-Eating Ghost, otherwise, I will use the magic knife to perform a Kung Pao Chicken show for you, so that you will really have no desires or desires!"

Listening to Lin Que's words, Monk Bujie trembled subconsciously, with a panicked look on his face: "Donor, you have thoughts about me!"

Lin Que:!!!

This funny monk deserves a beating!

Just when Lin Que was about to take action, his expression suddenly changed, and the magic sword Thousand Blades in his hand slashed towards the left!

boom!

A ring sword fell and collided with the thousand blades of the magic sword.

The powerful force knocked Lin Que flying several meters away.

The thousand blades of the magic knife pierced the sand, and Lin Que steadied his figure and raised his head to look at the two middle-aged monks wearing Buddhist robes who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lin Que:!!!

Damn it!

This is the time to be beaten by a group of people!

Sure enough, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will never get wet.

I have to find an opportunity to escape first.

"Two senior brothers!"

When the monk Bujie saw the visitor, he stepped forward and bowed.

The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Lin Que again and said: "You can't keep this man, kill him!"

Lin Que's face was shocked.

What the hell, you are monks, why are you always killing people?

horrible!

The two middle-aged monks who suddenly appeared had soul powers above level 75, especially the one holding the sword, whose soul power reached level 80.

It's a bit tricky.

Monk Bujie wanted to speak, but was glared back by the middle-aged monk on the side.

"We can't let the Great Xia Spirit Controller discover our existence. We can't keep this person!"

"Take your junior brother away and I will deal with him!"

The middle-aged monk holding the sword said, and when he was about to take action, a long flaming stick fell from the sky.

With a bang, all three monks were blown away.

Immediately afterwards, a lazy voice came: "Why, Fantuo Temple wants to start a war but it can't happen!"

"Sixth Brother!"

Lin Que's eyes were filled with emotion when he saw Sixth Senior Brother Zhou Ming coming out of the air.

Senior Brother Six is ​​so handsome at this moment!

"It's you!"

The middle-aged monk holding the sword looked at Sixth Senior Brother Zhou Ming, his brows furrowed, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Ming looked at the middle-aged monk holding the sword in a joking manner: "Hey, who did I think it was? It turns out he is the defeated general!"

"Jie Chi, is there no one in your Fantuo Temple?

I will just send you out."

The middle-aged monk named Jie Chi had an angry look in his eyes: "Zhou Ming, don't bully others too much!"

"snort!"

"What a coincidence, not only am I going to bully you too much, I'm also going to beat you up!"

Zhou Ming snorted coldly, and with a move in the air, the martial soul red flame dragon pattern stick returned to his hand, and his soul power that exceeded the eightyth level was released.

"Not everyone can bully the disciples of the Cottage!"

"If you dare to bully my junior brother, I will beat you without any negotiation!"

After saying that, Zhou Ming rushed out with a red flame dragon pattern stick and swung it violently.

Jie Chi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised the Jie Dao in his hand to resist!

boom!

A loud noise was heard, and the sword was smashed to pieces by the red flame dragon pattern stick, and countless broken blades fluttered in the wind.

"Brother!"

Another middle-aged monk moved, releasing his seventy-fifth level soul power. A Buddha spirit appeared behind him, and struck Zhou Ming with a golden fist seal!

"roll!"

Without even raising his head, Zhou Ming waved the red-flame dragon-patterned stick in his hand, killing the Buddha's martial spirit with one stick.

The palm of his left hand swung out and hit Jie Chi on the face with a snap, sending him flying dozens of meters and rolling several times on the beach.

Lin Que stood behind him, looking at the domineering Sixth Senior Brother, he was dumbfounded.

From start to finish, it only takes less than a minute!

Two sticks wipe out the field!
Chapter completed!