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Chapter 221 The mysterious white-browed monk

If it weren't for the broken glass here and the m249 machine gun in his hand, Zhou Jian might have thought he had traveled to ancient times.

After tilting his head and sizing up the old monk for a long time, Zhou Jian asked tentatively, "God?"

The other party didn't answer.

Zhou Jian asked again: "Monster?"

Still no answer.

"Thank you. Zhou Jian estimated that the other person was a Burmese monk. He couldn't understand Chinese at all. However, at this time, the monk spoke, "It was actually Chinese" and his words were correct and his accent was no worse than what Zhou Jian said.

"My Buddha is merciful. Don't commit any more sins of killing!"

Zhou Jian was stunned. "Are you Chinese?"

There are many foreigners who can speak Chinese, but there are really not many foreigners who can speak Chinese to such a standard. So Zhou Jian thinks that this old man is probably Chinese, and also from the north.

"Buddhism knows no borders. The poor monk traveled to China when he was young" because he had to teach the Dharma in Chang'an, so he learned Chinese.,.

, "Lectures in Chang'an? Are you sure it's Chang'an" and not Xi'an? Or Chang'an District of Xi'an?,.

"It's Chang'an." The poor monk will not remember it wrong.,.

"Brother, please stop pretending, okay? Middle-earth? Chang'an? Are you from the Tang Dynasty?"

"Monks don't tell lies" poor monk...,.

"Can you please stop being poor? I get goosebumps when I hear you talk like that." Have you read too many martial arts novels?

The white-browed monk shook his head and sighed, "The benefactor killed innocent people indiscriminately." At this time, he still persisted in his miasma and was deeply possessed by the devil.

"I kill innocent people indiscriminately. Are you mistaken? These people are drug dealers" and desperadoes. They usually kill many people and harm many people. "You don't care about them" but you say that I am deeply possessed?,

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"No one is a sage. No one can do anything wrong. Although they have committed sins, they are devoted to the Buddha." They are the disciples of Buddha. In the future, whether they will ascend to the bliss of the West or fall into hell and suffer the suffering of reincarnation, "it is their own destiny."

You have no right to control their life or death.,.

Zhou Jian sneered: "So no matter how many people you kill or how many crimes you commit, as long as you believe in Buddhism, everything will be fine? So now I want to say that if you believe in Buddhism, it will be fine, right?"

, "The donor has no sincere heart" and lies and blasphemes the gods. If the Buddha does not save him, he "has become a demon. Since the donor is so stubborn and ineffective," then the poor monk has no choice but to do justice for God.

The monk said he didn't know what spell he was reciting. Then there was a loud bang behind him. A golden magic weapon broke through the wall of the processing factory and flew out. Then the monk jumped and stepped on the magic weapon.

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Zhou Jian was completely dumbfounded. This old man couldn't really be a Buddhist, right? There are still cultivators and Buddhists in this world? It's too fantasy!

The monk waved his sleeves and the rosary string in his hand broke. Fengba's eight rosary beads flew towards Zhou Jian like bullets!

Zhou Jian didn't care to think about the principle at this time. His body somersaulted and flew out. However, the eighteen beads followed like maggots on the tarsal bones!

Seeing that he was about to be shot, Zhou Jian pulled out his M249 machine gun in the air and fired at the beads wildly! With a loud sound, all the beads shattered!

Then Zhou Jian pointed the gun at the white-browed monk and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

However, when the bullet was fired, the golden magic weapon at the feet of the white-browed monk actually flashed a golden light shield, wrapping the monk!

"Bang bang bang".

The bullet hit the golden mask and sparks flew everywhere!

Zhou Jian was inexplicably horrified, "Is this a supernatural power? Are there really cultivators in the world?"

"Awaken." The white-browed monk stepped on the golden magic weapon and flew up, chasing Zhou Jian. "Zhou Jian was really a little scared at this time. The opponent's fighting method was too weird! If the previous Buddha statue can be used

"Ji-ray imaging can achieve similar effects," but the golden light magic weapon that can carry people flying in front of us cannot be explained by technology.

He quickly escaped from the processing plant, while the white-browed monk was hot on his heels. The two of them chased into the woods one after the other. Zhou Jian suddenly turned around, and Gatlin turned over. Bright fire pierced the night sky!

This time, the white-browed monk did not have the golden mask to resist. Instead, he hid on one side of his body. However, because he was too fast, he was still hit by the bullet. The golden mask shook violently. The white-browed monk could hardly stand still.

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Zhou Jian was slightly startled, "The old man Yue Cai obviously wanted to dodge the bullet," but he didn't dodge it completely.

In other words, "His speed is far less than that of De 11 Mangrove!"

It's just that the old man has this weird ability than De11 Mangrove," which made him feel like he couldn't use his strength.

Zhou Jian suddenly stopped suddenly and used his "Spiritual Condensation" skill to activate "Spiritual Puncture"!

A purple beam of light flew out from between Zhou Jian's eyebrows and hit the white-browed monk directly. The monk had no intention of dodging and rushed straight towards him. For a moment, Zhou Jian had an ominous premonition in his heart. He believed that the other party must have noticed it.

"But he didn't dodge his own mental puncture." Could it be that he has absolute confidence in his mental power? "Oops! If the gap between his mental power and that of the other party is too big, the mental puncture will backfire!

He hurriedly cut off his connection with the spiritual puncture. However, the expected spiritual backlash did not happen. Instead, something happened that stunned him. The purple light sword condensed by the spiritual puncture actually shot into the white-browed monk's eyebrows.

.passed through the back of his head without any hindrance!

Zhou Jian was stunned. "How is this possible?"

Mental puncture ignores obstacles and only works on mental power. Just now Zhou Jian felt that what mental puncture passed through was not the human brain, but an obstacle like a rock or a wall!

How could this happen? Could it be that the other party has no sea of ​​spirit at all? No soul at all?

How is this possible?

Could it be that the other party is simply a dead body?

Zhou Jian’s hair stood on end when he thought of this!

Corpse exorcism?

It’s getting more and more fantasy.” I can’t understand it!

At this time, the white-browed monk recited some incantation, and the golden magic weapon under his feet suddenly flew out, roaring towards Zhou Jian with golden light!

Zhou Jian gritted his teeth and "stopped running away" and suddenly pulled out the demon sword Muramasa!

The Bone of Chris is an artifact used to crush shadow assassins with six swords. It is said to be indestructible!

If you are really a corpse, then I will cut you into pieces!

Skill Rage!

Zhou Jian shouted sharply, "aimed at the rushing golden magical weapon," and slashed it with a sharp sword. Chris's bone made a sharp sword rainbow and rushed out like a galloping black dragon.

"Qiang".

Only a loud sound of metal and stone was heard, and the golden magic weapon was chopped away by Zhou Jian's knife!

And Zhou Jian was so shocked that his arms went numb!

The white-browed monk was stunned. "His magic weapon can break boulders with one blow, but it was caught by force. What kind of monster is this young man in front of me?"

However, Zhou Jian was not in a daze. He seized this opportunity, condensed his spirit, and made a sudden attack with a flash of his skill!

Zhou Jian instantly traveled through space and "appeared behind the white-browed monk" and activated his backstab!

The white-browed monk panicked. He hurriedly recalled the golden magic weapon, and the golden light shield opened again.

"Qiang".

There was a harsh metal collision sound and the golden light shield trembled violently! The white-browed monk's face changed instantly. This knife was too powerful!

However, before he had time to react, Zhou Jian struck out again, "Qiang!".

The golden light shield trembled again! A crack appeared faintly.

, "stop...stop".

, "Stop it!" Zhou Jian gritted his teeth and "cut it off again!"

With a crisp sound, the white-browed monk flew backwards. At the same time, the golden light shield shattered like glass hit by a hammer!

The white-browed monk was shocked. He didn't expect the other party to be so strong. "I should have known he wouldn't have come down the mountain!"

Seeing the golden light of the magic weapon in his hand dimming, the white-browed monk felt heartbroken.

Zhou Jian took a deep breath and struck violently with the knife continuously, and his arm was already a little numb.

That golden light shield obviously has limited energy. Otherwise, the white-browed monk would not have been able to dodge the bullets fired by Gatling before.

At this time, the look of astonishment on the face of the "white-browed monk flying in the air" has not faded away.

And Zhou Jian stood on the ground, waiting for the Flash Raid to cool down.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong." The white-browed monk gritted his teeth and said, "His face changed several times."

Suddenly he shouted "Transformation!".

With a flash of lightning, the white-browed monk turned into a huge bat!

Zhou Jian's brain froze on the spot. Is this a vampire?

"Humph, you will regret it," the white-browed monk said hoarsely. He is no longer the arrogant pretense of a poor monk like before.

Zhou Jian was on full alert, thinking that he was going to use some trick like ultrasonic shock waves.

However, I didn't want to." This guy suddenly grabbed the golden magic weapon that had completely dimmed. He turned around and ran away!

this……

Zhou Jian was dumbfounded as he stared at the bat’s figure getting taller and taller. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

"Damn it, it's really unlucky. I'm just pretending." The bat said to himself, "It keeps flying high." "Fortunately, I can fly. Otherwise, I'm going to capsize in a fucking ditch."

Damn Subaman, "he actually made such a pervert to trick me. I will definitely kill him when I go back."

"The bat was cursing" and suddenly heard a sharp eagle cry from behind!

He turned around and saw, "A goshawk seven or eight times larger than his body was rushing towards him at a speed nearly twice as fast as his!"

, "Let me strangle you! What is this!?,.

The bat flapped its wings vigorously, but the metal magic weapon that had lost energy under its claws was too heavy. It couldn't fly fast no matter how hard it was!

"Holy crap! Do you want to be so awesome!?,.

"Wow".

With a violent impact, the bat was knocked out of balance by the iron-winged eagle, and the golden magic weapon under its claws also fell.

As soon as he saw the golden magic weapon falling, the bat's jealousy turned red, and he ignored the iron-winged eagle and followed behind him.

Try your best to grab that magic weapon.

"Bash". Another impact. "The bat was hit hard." However, the magic weapon was out of reach.

The bat is angry!

, "You evil beast" waited for the poor monk's magic weapon to regain its energy, "I must pluck your hair and remove your bones...".

"impeach".

Before Bat could finish his words, he was hit by Iron Wing Eagle's third attack and became unconscious. His body swayed and fell...@.


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