run!The monster is here

Chapter 95 Second Generation Monk No.1

"Cough! Cough!"

Deng Feng clutched his chest, raised his swollen pig-headed face, and looked at the temple monk lying on the ground crying in pain, shocked and horrified.

Although I have heard it before, the existence of Gui Jianchou is mysterious and weird.

but.

In Deng Feng's mind, no matter how mysterious and weird, a monk who is concentrated and consummate can be so powerful.

Even if he learned that the instructor had tried his best to defeat Xu Luo, Deng Feng still didn't pay attention to it, because he had fought the instructor before when he came to the shelter.

Although the instructor has also stepped into the realm of gathering intentions, Xiao Xingdou Jianyi can only barely evolve into nine handles, and the golden armored giant spirit can barely evolve into a god form.

If you haven't cultivated the Shenyi method to a certain level, the instructor's strength is actually no different from Concentration and Concentration, and you can only attack with the peach wood sword Concentration and Concentration.

Because of this, Deng Feng is very confident in defeating Xu Luo.

As Ran Qiuzhi said, he really wanted to use defense instead of offense to show his gentlemanly demeanor, hoping to convince Xu Luo that he would follow him when he entered the temple in the future.

just.

Deng Feng never imagined that Xu Luo's body was so powerful.

He doesn't understand and doesn't understand.

How can a normal person's physical body have such great power? Let alone a normal person, even a Shinto cultivator only cultivates the soul. If there is no divine power to protect the body, the physical body is no different from an ordinary person.

"Cough-cough-"

Seeing Xu Luo turn and leave, Deng Feng shouted: "Stop!"

heard.

Xu Luo stopped, turned around, and looked at him indifferently.

"I originally wanted to make friends with you. I only wanted to concentrate on you. I couldn't bear to bully you, and even gave you a white robe. Not only did you not appreciate it, but... you even took advantage of my unpreparedness and sneaked up on me."

"what!"

Xu Luo smiled happily, and looked at him with a smile: "If I remember correctly, it seems that you said that you want to let me do ten moves? What's the matter, you can't afford to let me do it with only two moves? If so I’m sorry, how about I give you ten tricks? How did you find that sentence, it’s not rude to come and go.”

Deng Feng clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly felt that he couldn't hold back his face. Before he could speak, Xu Luo smiled and said: "I am a person who is always respected by others. Let you ninety-nine and 81 moves, so let's make up a whole number, let you have one hundred moves."

"you!"

Deng Feng became angry from embarrassment. This time he didn't dare to push himself any further. He put on the white robe and shouted angrily. He looked embarrassed, but under the background of layers of divine light, he was full of might.

"Today I want to see how you can make me do a hundred tricks!"

Whoosh whoosh—

The divine spring between the eyebrows, the brilliance circulates, and a star sword evolves out.

Nine, eighteen... 45, 72, and 81 star swords swept away like a rain of meteor swords.

opposite.

Xu Luo stood quietly, watching the rain of meteors and swords coming, he waved his arm, there was neither divine light, nor divine light, nor divine rainbow, not even the divine fountain between eyebrows had flowed, 81 star swords were just like that With a casual wave of his hand, they collapsed in shock.

"How is it possible! You..."

Deng Feng was terrified, he couldn't believe this scene was real, he gritted his teeth, took out a mahogany sword, swung the sword, and the piercing sword light turned into a terrifying thunder and lightning in the air, thundering down.

Click!

Xu Luo raised his hand, opened his five fingers, palm facing up, suddenly supported the thunder and lightning that struck down, and put his five fingers together, bang!The thunder and lightning were also dissipated by the shock and disappeared, turning into a little bit of starlight and falling down.

"No! It's impossible! I don't believe your physical body is really so powerful!"

Deng Feng hissed and roared, and a golden beam of light shot out from the spring between his eyebrows.

The brilliance flowed, and a golden-armored giant spirit more than ten feet tall emerged. The golden-armored giant spirit was covered with a magical rainbow, as if a god descended from the earth, and amidst Deng Feng's roar, it punched Xu Luo.

Xu Luo still stood there, neither dodging nor dodging, but also threw out a punch and blasted towards him.

boom!Nun Ba——

The turbulent fluctuations spread, setting off waves of wind and waves, sweeping the sky and flying dust wantonly.

After the fluctuation, everyone looked around again.

The golden-armored giant had disappeared, but Xu Luo remained motionless.

"what--"

Deng Feng roared angrily, and sacrificed a divine talisman.

The talisman rose against the storm and turned into a banner covered with divine patterns, which were shining with golden light and contained surging divine intent, wrapping Xu Luo in an instant.

"This is the true meaning talisman given to me by the elders of the temple. It can kill even ghosts. I don't believe it can't shake you!"

Xu Luo swayed, his body shook suddenly, there was a crackling sound, the air in the shaking field screamed, and even the shivering talisman shattered and shattered, turning into debris and dissipating with the wind.

puff!
Deng Feng spit blood from his mouth and nose, and collapsed on the ground, unable to stand up again.

this moment.

Time seemed to stop.

Everyone in the arena was shocked, as if seeing ghosts and gods, each of them was like a statue, standing there in a daze, even their minds were blank.

Little Star Fighting Sword Art, Thunder Sword Intent, Golden Armored Giant Spirit.

These are the three dharma gates enlightened by several Shinto pioneers in the Yunzhou region from miracles, each of which is more powerful than the other.

just now.

Deng Feng used all of them, but he couldn't shake a single hair of Gui Jianchou.

Yes.

Not a single hair.

Not only was there nothing, but the 81 meteor sword rains were scattered by that ghost with a wave of his hand, and the thunderous sword intent was slapped away by his palm, and even the golden armored giant spirit, known as the mighty power, was shocked by his punch Collapsing and disappearing, even if Deng Feng sacrificed the talisman of true meaning bestowed by the elders of the temple, he was shaken by Xu Luo and shattered.

If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, no one would dare to believe it was true. Even if they saw it with their own eyes at this moment, they would still feel unbelievable.

Well known.

The cultivation of Shinto is the soul, and the power of the gods is also the spiritual power from the soul.

Whether it is a monk in the state of concentration or a monk in the state of concentration, his physical body is no different from that of ordinary people, even if he is a strong person who has cultivated Yin God, there is no exception.

Why is this ghostly body so terrifying?
It's terrifying that it can shatter the divine way with bare hands.

I don't know.

Nobody knows.

Xu Luo's existence was far beyond their comprehension.

far away.

Deng Feng sat on the ground in a daze.

How handsome he was before, how embarrassed he is now.

He sacrificed three methods in a row, and finally exhausted all his divine power to sacrifice the talisman of true meaning, which completely exhausted his divine power.

No more combat power.

Not to mention collapsed, even if he still had strength left, he didn't dare to fight anymore, but looked at Xu Luo opposite him with a horrified expression, his eyes full of fear.

Xu Luo shook his clothes, scattered all the sporadic divine light left on his body, raised his eyes to look at the dozens of temple monks lying on the ground, and then fell on Deng Feng again, raised his hand, Boom!Deng Feng, who was paralyzed on the ground, was caught by him.

Raising your hand is a slap!

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After eight consecutive slaps, Deng Feng was completely unrecognizable, his head was bleeding, and he was lying on the ground, dying.

He didn't have the habit of not fighting back when he was beaten. Deng Feng said ten tricks earlier, but this time he made it up.

Then, without saying a word, he turned and left.

Somewhat disappointed.

I originally thought that the monks in the temple had to be a little bit capable no matter what they did, and they planned to broaden their horizons and gain some insight.

Now it seems that is the case.

It was much worse than he imagined, and the true meaning talisman given by the elders of the temple was barely enough.

this battle.

Pure waste of time.

Other than that, nothing is gained, and time is wasted.

This is Xu Luo's evaluation.

but.

Not to mention nothing.

At least.

Let him have a certain understanding of his unformed heavenly magic body.

The skin is very hard!

Very hard, this thing is no longer an invulnerable copper-skinned iron frame, it is simply the incarnation of a rock-solid demon.

The strength is also very strong!
Strong mess.

This is only four times of shedding, he really can't imagine how strong his skin will be after nine times of moulting, and how terrifying his strength will be.

Back in Yunyuan and played role-playing with Yu Yanqing, the next day, he left directly.

Qin Lao went to meet the temple monks, and estimated that it would take some time. Xu Luo didn't want to waste time here, and the kingly way is to get out of his skin as soon as possible.

……

……

These two days.

The atmosphere in the shelter was depressing.

The monks of the temple no longer had the style of the past, and all stayed in the Shangqing Garden, not daring to come out again.

On the contrary, the members of the Holy Guard are all gloating.

In the past, the temple monks were aloof and never looked at them directly. Whether it was the reserve team or the main team, including captains, big and small, they were as humble as minions in front of the temple monks.

If it wasn't for the fear of angering the temple, everyone would want to set off a few firecrackers on him to celebrate.

They even suspected that when Gui Jianshou beat the monks of the temple violently, the Tieshan instructor held the machine gun, not to stop it at all, but to celebrate. Otherwise, why did the instructor hold the machine gun again outside the shelter, facing Looking at the sky, they strafed for half an hour.

however.

On the fourth day.

Another group of seven or eight monks came to the temple, and the leader was Lu Jianming, all the members of the Holy Guard, who didn't dare to breathe.

Among the second-generation monks of the temple, there are two extremely talented.

A Lin Dong.

The other one is Lu Jianming.

Lin Dong was the first temple cultivator to step into the Juyi realm, and Lu Jianming was the second.

However, Lin Dong disappeared inexplicably two years ago, and there has been no news of him until now.

Therefore, Lu Jianming is now No.1 among the second-generation monks of Nai Temple.

Young, only 28.

Five years ago, I stepped into the realm of Juyi entry.

Two years ago, I stepped into the realm of Juyi Xiaocheng.

The strength is so high that it not only crushes the holy guards of the sanctuary, but also crushes many first-generation monks in the temple.

After he came, the members of the Holy Guard trembled with fear.

the reason is simple.

Because this person is arrogant, arrogant, domineering, ruthless, and relying on his great strength, he ran amok. He once singled out all the captains of the Holy Guard in the shelter, and beat Qin Gang and other twenty or thirty captains to bed. A month aside, there were two other captains who were beaten into vegetative states by him, including the Tieshan instructor, who was beaten to the ground by Lu Jianming. If Mr. Qin hadn't stepped forward, the instructor might have been directly beaten by Lu Jianming that time.

"waste!"

Lu Jianming proudly glanced at Deng Feng, and said with a sneer, "It's embarrassing to be beaten like this by a consummate man!"

At this moment, Shangqing Garden.

The forty monks in the temple were all wrapped in white cloth bandages. Deng Feng was wrapped in thick bandages all over his body. He looked like a mummy, lying on the bed, unconscious.

"When will Gui Jianchou come back?"

On the opposite side, a group of managers of the shelter stood obediently, not even daring to raise their heads. In the end, Tieshan bit the bullet and stood up: "I don't know."

"Hmph! Wait for that Lao Shizi ghost to come back, tell me, and see how I can make him kneel in front of me!"

Lu Jianming is arrogant by nature and doesn't take anyone seriously.

Even though the instructor and the others didn't want to, they had to admit that Lu Jianming had the right to be arrogant.

……

……

This time the miracle happened.

Not only the temple monks went to the miracle, but also the monks from Black Spirit Mountain.

Hei Lingshan Lord is a pioneer of the divine way in the land of Naiyun Prefecture, and he is also a strong person who has cultivated the Yin God.

Although there are only seven disciples under the sect, each of them is a genius with extremely high talent.

For example, the eldest disciple Huang Weidong is quite famous in the territory of Yunzhou.

However, Huang Weidong is not the most famous monk in Heiling Mountain.

It was Chang Jie.

He is a second-generation monk, and like Lu Jianming, he is in the realm of small accomplishments, and the two of them are almost stepping into the realm of small accomplishments.

In the past two years, as long as the two meet, there will be a battle.

Not for the other.

Just to compete for the No.1 title of the second generation of monks, to see who is the leader of the second generation of monks.

this day.

Huang Weidong brought Chang Jie, An Xiaotao and other monks from Heiling Mountain to the sanctuary. Sure enough, after the two met, their swords were on edge, and no one would accept the other.

It was the empty square in the shelter again, and there was a group of onlookers in the dark.

the difference is.

This time they are fighting against the two top geniuses in the territory of Naiyun Prefecture, Lu Jianming from the temple and Chang Jie from Heiling Mountain.

The members of the Holy Guard once again turned into melon-eaters, and it was a joy to watch it. The duel between geniuses is a joy to hear.

"Damn it! It's Lu Jianming again! I'm so mad!"

An Xiaotao clenched her fists tightly, she hated the temple, she hated it very much, because this Lu Jianming was too arrogant and arrogant, and always bullied senior brother Chang Jie: "Eldest brother, why don't you stop senior brother Jie! "

"..."

Huang Weidong also looked depressed: "It's not that you don't know Chang Jie. He has been overwhelmed by Lu Jianming these years. This retreat is to defeat Lu Jianming. How can I stop him?"

Every genius, who is not arrogant?

Lu Jianming is, and Chang Jie is no exception.

Although Huang Weidong is a big brother of Heiling Mountain, he is only at the entry level of Juyi, so how can he stop Chang Jie, who is a small success in Juyi.

inside the field.

Both Lu Jianming and Chang Jie were wearing divine rainbows, and the divine spring between their brows shone with dazzling brilliance.

"Chang Jie! You really let me down!"

Lu Jianming raised his proud head, watching Chang Jie sacrifice 120 five-handed star swords, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, a divine fountain flickered between his brows, one after another star swords were sacrificed, a total of 160 two star swords turned into shooting stars Sword rain.

"Not good! This Lu Jianming is so good that he has practiced Xiao Xing's Sword Fighting Art to twenty-nine levels!"

See here.

Chang Jie was shocked and evolved a golden armored giant spirit.

"The little gold-armored giant spirit with a high level of divine will dare to show off its power in front of me, so let me destroy it!"

Lu Jianming swung his sword, and a bolt of thunder and lightning knocked out the golden-armored giant spirit on the spot.

Whoa!
With a thought in his mind, Lu Jianming also sacrificed the golden-armored giant spirit, nearly two feet high, full of two levels of divine intent, and when he punched it down, even though Chang Jie tried his best to resist, he was shocked and flew out with a muffled grunt. .

"Chang Jie! In the state of concentration, you are not my opponent. Five years ago, you stepped into the entrance of Juyi, and you were still not my opponent. Two years ago, you stepped into the realm of Juyi Xiaocheng, and you are still not my opponent. Two years ago, you are still not my opponent. Today, in front of me, Lu Jianming, you are still a waste!"

Lu Jianming stood proudly wearing the rainbow.

Chang Jie's divine power was broken by the shock, and his face was pale. Although he was unwilling, he also knew that he was not Lu Jianming's opponent.

inside the field.

The instructor and the captains of the Holy Guard stood there.

The other team members were watching the excitement, but they were not in the mood.

Especially seeing Lu Jianming's powerful strength with his own eyes, his heart is even more complicated.

The same is true of people.

The ghost from earlier, seeing sorrow, did not know where it came from. Although it was only in the state of concentrating and consummating, its physical body was terrifyingly strong.

This Lu Jianming was even more terrifying.

At such a young age, he is already at the cultivation base of Juyi Xiaocheng, and he has already stepped into it two years ago.

As a first-generation monk.

The instructor is 45-[-] this year, and he has practiced for so many years, and now he is just getting started, barely offering the nine-handed star sword, and the golden-armored giant spirit can only evolve into a god-like form.

Looking at Lu Jianming again, 160 two star swords means that he has cultivated the divine will of twenty-nine in the Little Star Fighting Sword Art.

The golden-armored giant spirit also cultivated two levels of mighty divine will.

Just terrifying.

in the crowd.

Ran Qiuzhi looked worried, and whispered to Yu Yanqing next to him: "Yanqing, Lu Jianming is very powerful. In our temple, many first-generation monks are no match for him. I think, or... you should tell him immediately. Xu Luo said, let him hide first, don't come back, Lu Jianming is very ruthless, Chang Jie has the Black Spirit Tiger behind him, he dare not kill Chang Jie, but your boyfriend..."

"I don't know where Xu Luo is."

"What, you don't know?"

Shaking her head, Yu Yanqing really didn't know, when Xu Luo left, she only said that she was going out for a stroll and would be back in two days, and asked her to wait here, and didn't say much else.

"My God! What then?"

Everyone in the sanctuary was talking about it, and the temple monks who had been beaten by Xu Luo earlier also stood up and praised Lu Jianming as the No. 1 second-generation monk. As long as the ghost dares to come back, he must kneel on the ground.

Seeing Lu Jianming's complacent face, especially the disgusting face of the temple monk, An Xiaotao couldn't be more angry, stood up and scolded: "Lu Jianming, don't be complacent, my senior brother may not be your opponent, but It doesn't mean that you are the No.1 of our second-generation monks in Yunzhou."

"I tell you."

"I know a little brother who is only 20 years old. His cultivation level is higher than yours, and he is in the realm of great achievement!"

Regardless of Huang Weidong's obstruction, An Xiaotao stood up and said loudly, "Do you think that you have achieved the number of twenty-nine in the Little Star Fighting Sword Art? You think that the golden-armored giant spirit has developed a double-level divine will, so you dare to claim it." No.1?"

"Humph!"

"The little brother I know, with a flick of a finger, the number of five or nine, a total of four or five hundred star swords, a movement of the divine spring, a golden armored giant spirit wearing five levels of divine power, is a thousand times more powerful than you, more than ten thousand times !"

"Do you know the old ghost crocodile? I was captured by the old ghost crocodile earlier, and it was my little brother who rescued me!"

"The old crocodile ghost ran away when he saw his little brother."

"You are not the No.1 second-generation monk at all."

"The little brother I know is No.1!"

"You are nothing in front of him, my little brother can defeat you with just one move!"

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