Nongmen medical incense: pastoral prosperity

Chapter 390 The power of a blow

The momentum is magnificent, with a murderous aura that is irresistible.

Taking a deep breath, seeing the strange scene in front of him, Master Qingfeng was so shocked that he almost forgot to react.He mistakenly thought it was a hallucination, but his intuition told Master Qingfeng sharply that this was definitely not an illusion.

These terrifying ice thorns are all real, and if pierced into the body, it will be fatal.

If these ice thorns all over the sky pass through the body, thinking about this possibility, Master Qingfeng couldn't help shivering.A look of seriousness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly calmed down.He took off the white monk robe he was wearing and swung his hands.

Unexpectedly, the monk's robe did not fall to the ground, but miraculously grew in size rapidly.Protect Master Qingfeng firmly in it, blocking these weird ice thorns.

"Hey, it's actually a vestment. Heh, I didn't expect that the old monk has a lot of things to save his life. But, we still have to be careful, don't let this protective vestment be ruined."

A look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, he was afraid that Master Qingfeng would rely on this vestment.So he forgot to be vigilant, and Zhang Shuman kindly reminded him again.

Along with the ice thorns all over the sky, they kept impacting on the cassock.The defensive power on the cassock is constantly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.In less than two minutes, the spiritual power on the cassock even made the old monk exert all his strength.

Constantly injecting spiritual energy, can't catch up with the consumed spiritual energy.

Zhang Shuman seemed a little impatient with this kind of war of attrition.Directly and bluntly increased the spiritual power by [-]%, and in an instant, this thin layer of vestment.

"No, my baby."

It exploded immediately, and fell apart in an instant, and it was too late for Master Qingfeng to take back his cassock.Watching the loss of a treasure, he has to pay attention, and use his own strength to condense into a golden steel cover again.

"Don't worry about your cassock for now, you'd better concentrate, otherwise I won't care about serious injuries."

Seeing Master Qingfeng's face full of pain and saying baby, Zhang Shuman almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

A large amount of spiritual energy in the body was lost, and Master Qingfeng's face was ruddy.Gradually pale, looking at Zhang Shuman who was still in the mood to make fun of him.The anxious master Qingfeng almost didn't jump, and cast a distracted glance at Zhang Shuman.If it weren't for his lack of strength, Master Qingfeng really wanted to snatch all the good things from Zhang Shuman.

With the heart to vomit blood, how terrifying is the strength of this junior.Not only does it not look like it is struggling, but it is more than flexible.The attack seemed to be aggravated. The ice spikes that were supposed to be as thick as fingers turned into big ice picks as thick as arms in the blink of an eye.

If it hits the body, a hole will appear, and half life will be lost directly.

Gritting his teeth, Master Qingfeng, who was afraid of death, was afraid that the condensed golden steel cover would break.Gritting his teeth, he worked hard to increase the output of spiritual energy.His already pale face suddenly turned as white as paper, and his whole body was dripping with sweat.

"Damn, why is it endless."

As time went by, Master Qingfeng soon felt the limit of his body.The sweat on his forehead burst out like he didn't want money.

Cursing secretly in my heart, what kind of exercise is this, so powerful.The aura seemed inexhaustible, and Master Qingfeng was frustrated and hit hard.

People are more popular than people, but at least they will give them a way to survive.

How to put it, he has lived for nearly 200 years, and practiced for a full 150 years.In the end, it was so easy that he didn't even have the strength to fight back.After being defeated, Master Qingfeng was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole to bury his face.

Shameless to see people, where did this little pervert come from, and who is the master.

What he is practicing is kung fu again, why is he so fierce.

Taking a deep breath, he suddenly thought of something.Although there are not many weapons in his hand for attacking, but this powerful golden steel palm unintentionally practiced is a powerful killing move.

Knowing that the opponent's ability is not low, after thinking about it, Master Qingfeng decided to fight.Even if he still loses in the end, at least he won't lose so without dignity.

With a sudden shout, a golden light erupted strangely from Master Qingfeng's palm.Immediately afterwards, this dazzling golden light miraculously turned into an astonishingly powerful giant palm.Accompanied by a frightening coercion, it rushed straight to Zhang Shuman's forehead.

"Is this the most powerful killing move of Buddha Cultivator? Yes, it's still worth watching. Well, look at my invincible Thunderbolt Fist."

Looking at the giant palm with Buddha's light, Zhang Shuman thought of the Tathagata palm in Journey to the West.Unintentionally joking, he quickly clenched his hands into fists, and used his body's strength to forcefully meet the powerful golden steel palm that seemed to destroy the world.

"Senior Zhang?"

The oncoming icicles disappeared, Master Qingfeng heaved a sigh of relief.

When the sharp-eyed saw Zhang Shuman, he was so brave that he didn't need any magic power.Only using his body to carry it, Master Qingfeng gasped in fright.

His face changed drastically, and he wanted to remind this powerful golden steel palm that it was not easy, it was a blow with all his strength.Don't take it hard, unfortunately, everything is still a step late.

With a huge roar, the earth trembled.

All the beasts in the vicinity ran away in fear, and the ground was even more horrifying, with deep gashes constantly being opened.The ground continued to sink, as if to swallow everything in.Master Qingfeng was so frightened that he didn't care about other things, he could only dodge quickly to avoid being affected.

I can only pray secretly in my heart, this powerful junior must be fine.Otherwise, he would really be a sinner, if this junior master knew about it.

It was he who harmed her, not only him, Youfang Temple, even the whole continent would suffer.

This power is enough to destroy the world, but it is not a level that the emperor can flow into a river when he is angry.

"What happened, an earthquake?"

Everyone in the competition also sensed the trembling of the ground, and stopped the competition one after another.

"No, it's not an earthquake, it seems to have come from the mountains. Could it be Senior Qingfeng and Master Qie rubbing the noise?"

A bright light flashed in the eyes of the innocent old man, and he murmured thoughtfully.

In less than a few breaths, the trembling subsided.

"No, I'll go find my eldest sister."

With such a big commotion, how can Shu Lang feel at ease.He didn't forget that Grandpa Wuxie said that the old monk had been famous for a long time, and he was very, very powerful.

No heart to compete again, leaving the opponent on the stage, and disappearing from the ring in a blink of an eye.It turned into a strange afterimage, which shocked everyone again.

As for Chunmei and the innocent old man, they naturally chased after her with concern.

There are also curious Tie Jiansheng and other old monsters, who can't help but keep up.A crowd of stunned people were left behind, wondering if the game should continue or not.

(End of this chapter)