This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Facing the menacing foreign monk, Tianquan didn't dare to neglect, he hurriedly told the woman behind him to back away, while he drew out his sword, jumped up, and struck at the golden palm.

Tianquan didn't know the background of that monk, but seeing the aura of the opponent, he didn't dare to hold his hand at this moment, he immediately used eight success powers, threw out the sword, and made it spin upwards from mid-air, like a cannonball towards the The monk shot away.

At this moment, a circle of solemn and strange purple-gold brilliance suddenly appeared from around the monk's body, and in the holy and solemn golden light, one after another of strange charms could be seen. Instead of repelling each other, they merged together to form such a strange scene.

"What kind of kung fu is this?!"

Tianquan turned pale with shock, he had never seen such a strange martial art, only saw that monk slapped it down, thousands of brilliance came out with this palm wind, shaking the flying sword again and again.

Tianquan's sword was like a flat boat in the stormy sea, which was violently overturned by that palm force.

Fortunately, Tianquan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. When he saw that he was invincible, he immediately turned around and took a step back.

After Tianquan fell to the ground, his face was extremely solemn, and the monk also fell in a low voice at the moment, his feet cracked the ground as soon as he stepped on it, his pair of round eyes were like vajra's eyes, and the power in his eyes was even shocking. People dare not look at it.

Tianquan asked intently: "Monk, what kind of strange kung fu do you practice, Pindao has never heard of such martial arts in Buddhism."

"Lonely and ignorant, you ignorant people, you are good at worshiping evil gods, you are as humble as ants, and you don't know the true Buddha in front of you, so what's the use of keeping your eyes!" The monk roared angrily, kicked his feet, and rushed towards him like a tiger .

Tianquan's sword energy cut that monk into a blood man in just a moment, but that monk relied on his indomitable momentum, and that punch full of true energy also hit Tianquan hard on the chest.

Before the monk could finish his sentence, he let out an uncontrollable cry of pain. It turned out that amidst the shattered brilliance, an awe-inspiring sword energy pierced through his right leg, leaving behind a finger-sized blood hole.

Tianquan snorted coldly, put away his sword, and said indifferently: "Monk, since you are a monk, why are you so intent on killing? Isn't the Amitabha Buddha you chanted every day just to fool yourself?"

It's the rules of the rivers and lakes. Tianquan has always been a person who abides by the rules. Unless it is a confrontation between good and evil, or a personal vendetta, he will generally not kill.

Tianquan pulled out the sword with a cold face, condensed his true energy on it, and swung it out brazenly. Suddenly, a moonlight appeared, and the beautiful and cold moonlight dazzled the monk's eyes. Countless arrow-like sharp lights shot out from it!
This is Tianshu Zhenren's signature trick of Zuiyue Sanjue, and it is also one of Tianquan's tricks to press the bottom of the box. Protrude to the end.

Fan Seng shattered the moonlight with one palm, and countless brilliant lights brushed over his body, like the breeze and spring rain, without any killing power, which made him mockingly: "It's not gorgeous!"

"Ignorant! Die!"

This time too, if he wanted the monk's life, the sword would not have been aimed at the thigh, but the other's neck.

Tianquan stood still, pointing his sword at a point, the sword rose into the air, and the sword's momentum was reflected in the sky, and seven or eight sword lights flashed from above, like iron chains, blocking the way of the monk.

This monk really didn't speak any reason at all, he didn't mean to negotiate at all, he turned over and punched again and again, the purple-gold light wheel changed shape again, wrapping around the fist, increasing its momentum by another three points.

Tianquan cursed inwardly, and asked, "Monk, don't you know what is good and what is bad, you are also a monk at any rate, guarding such an obscene place, aren't you afraid that your Buddhism will be ashamed!"

"You monk, you have such a murderous intention!"

Tianquan frowned, and then changed his sword move. He flipped his left and right hands alternately in front of his chest, condensed his energy between his fingers, and controlled the sword, causing it to rise into the sky. , such as the loss of a flying shot, blatantly falling.

"What a turtle shell!"

Relying on his condescending position, Tianquan suppressed the monk, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, the sword came out like rain, and the cold sword light flew down, cutting the monk's protective energy into pieces, falling to the ground like falling flowers .

Tianquan was so frightened that he jumped up high and retracted the sword in the air, and then stabbed downward with the sword. Can hardly keep my eyes open.

"Drink—!"

Unexpectedly, after breaking through the aura of the purple-golden light wheel, the monk had no means of protection, and he put all his eggs in one basket, punching against the sword aura that could break wood and rocks.

"If you have such a fierce fist, how about trying Pindao's move of Tian Xing Luo Zi!"

"puff!"

Tianquan hurriedly dodged the punch with his sword horizontally, but was slammed into by the purple-gold light wheel without thinking, and was forced to retreat more than ten steps in an instant.

Unexpectedly, that monk threw out both fists, his steps were ferocious like a wild beast, and with a roar, the fists wrapped in true energy were almost like hammers, smashing the sword light into pieces.

"Yao Dao! How dare you hurt me!"

After stabilizing his figure, Tianquan's face was solemn, he couldn't tell what kind of martial arts the light wheel was, but he seemed to be ready for both offense and defense, attacking like a tiger descending a mountain, defending like a turtle shell, it was really hard to start.

The monk smashed the ground under his feet, and the purple-gold light wheel appeared again and circled around his body. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a body-protecting qi in the form of a cassock. None of the falling meteors could penetrate this layer of qi.

Under the envelopment of true energy, the fist became as hard as copper cast iron, the wind of the golden and copper fist roared out, and the purple-gold light wheel appeared again, hovering around Fan Seng's body, defending him.

Who knew that this monk was unreasonable, Tianquan's mercy not only did not make him retreat, but aroused his boundless anger, disregarding the injury on Quanyong's leg, he punched him again in a daze.

But this fell right into Tianquan's arms, the Zuiyue Sanjue was supposed to avoid the emptiness, and the countless auras were mostly illusory, and the real killing move was still hidden under the moonlight.

Tianquan's body was thrown upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his chest and abdomen, his body flew several feet away, and after rolling several times on the ground, he resisted the overwhelming pain He turned over and knelt down on one knee, leaning on the sword to support his body.

"Humph!"

That monk had more than a dozen sword wounds on his body, bleeding profusely and even horribly, but the frightening thing was that this person didn't seem to feel any pain. He put on a punching posture again.

"This guy, could it be a monster?"

Tianquan was taken aback, although in terms of injuries, the opponent must have been more seriously injured than him, but the embarrassing thing is that at this moment he is already in a dilemma, but the opponent can still continue to fight, this is really a bad situation.