Mai Kitsune Waifu

Chapter 962 Ghost Monk

Wang Long made a heartache and wanted to kill Liu Yi.

He did not hesitate to take out all the mana of his own cultivation for thousands of years. Although this way, his body will receive some damage, but in order to get the best in the world, there is nothing to be hurt.

After all, their ancient swordsmen practiced swords and swords, and they were forced to cause some harm.

Hey, this time it’s been given to the kid’s face. It’s a little bit worthwhile to pay so much for a part of the Tushen Temple.

Wang Long was planning to make a move, but found a bald monk in the Temple of the Tomb.

The monk also looked at himself with a straight eye, and the two men stared at each other and looked face to face.

The monk’s face wore a strange mask, and you said that the monk should be six clean people, but now he is wearing a strange atmosphere, which is really unpredictable.

"Who are you?"

Wang Long saw the monk and felt that the person coming from was not good. He immediately screamed and his body screamed.

"If you don't want to die, you will immediately get out of my sight. This is a real temple for all the people, even the monks are here."

"Hey..."

Unexpectedly, the laughter of the monk was even more creepy, and Wang Long was a little bit smirked.

"Where come to blame the monk, die."

This kind of person, just kill it.

Wang Long thought so, a slap in the finger, the sword gas patted the monk and the strange monk.

Liu Yi chased the Wang Long and flew to the tower of the gods that was shot out of a hole.

The Tushen Tower was just built. It contained the sign that Liu Yi had killed the Qin Palace for ten days.

These brands were originally intended to be brought to the body, but Chen Keqing believes that this is the evidence that Liu Yi defeated the Qin Palace. It is a kind of glory, so the temple of the butcher was reduced. Defeat the enemy's cards.

The wooden cards were also placed there and protected by the usage array.

Liu Yi did not want Wang Long to find that there were some unexpected gains, so he accelerated the pace of flight.

The distance of 100 meters is almost in the blink of an eye.

However, at this time, the tower suddenly trembled a bit.

Then, Wang Long’s figure flew out of the tower, directly rubbing the body of Liu Yi, and blasted to the square above.

The vast square was immediately blasted into a deep pit more than ten meters in diameter.

Wang Long was lying on the ground and fainted in the past without saying anything. It is obvious how terrible he was attacked.

"Master."

"Head."

The disciples of the ancient swordsmen were shocked and did not know what happened to Wang Long.

Liu Yi also frowned, his eyes falling on the top of the tower of the gods, but no one else on the tower.

And a monk showed his figure from the position of the gap and looked at the outside.

"who."

There are even outsiders in his own tower, and the defense of the Nyima Tu Temple is too bad. Give it a bad review. How can this be?

"Hey..."

The monk who wears a mask on the opposite side is a strange smile. "I don't want to die... I will roll away."

"Yes, come to threaten Laozi."

Liu Yi really has to be fed up. How do you like to play this set? Are they learning from a teacher?

"I am good at killing the temple, I think the person who wants to die is you."

Liu Yi was not polite. He kicked two spirits under his feet. The whole person appeared in the gap of the Tushen Tower instantly, and then prepared to attack the strange monk.

"Afraid."

Liu Yifei took a hand and shot directly to the monk.

At this time, a golden shield suddenly appeared, and when it flew, the palm of Liu Yi’s palm.

"what's the situation."

Liu Yi himself was a little surprised because he was really familiar with this shield.

It is the energy shield used by the nine turtles in the past few days. Why is this big monk in front of it?

"Don't you be the accomplice of the nine-tailed turtle."

Liu Yi asked.

"Go and ask him."

This person is not someone else, it is a ghost monk.

His purpose is to give those wooden cards. If you leave these wooden cards to Liu Yi, you will have to make a big deal in the future.

But the ghost monk is a man full of ambitions, especially a fighting madman. He returned to this era, not actually to save the world, but what he wants to do is to fight with the masters of this era.

In his time, there was only one master, but the master was terrible, no one could beat him.

The other masters were killed by him.

But I heard that there are still a lot of masters in this era, and ghost monks have to have a good time with them.

"Buddha handprint."

He raised his palm and made a big handprint against Liu Yi.

The handprint is entirely composed of data, and it is obviously a trick for super hunters.

"It’s good."

Liu Yi had long wanted to see more and see the spells of this group of people. He saw the big handprint that flew down, and immediately greeted him with his own big Yao.

"boom."

His palms and the other's big handprints smashed together and exploded in the air, turning into a dazzling Mars.

“Hey, enjoyable, really enjoyable.”

The ghost monk is happy, standing on the tower, facing the next Liu Yi, successively taking a big handprint.

Their data power is very powerful, and it contains a very strange ability, which is very restrained of their ability.

Therefore, the strength of these people is just the same, but they can restrain the immortals.

Otherwise, that day will not let the nine-tailed turtle bully Ai Wei so miserable, what strength is Ai Wei, it is a powerful cross-border.

Fortunately, Liu Yi has mastered the true usage of Fawu Zhen, otherwise he really can't take these strangers.

"Good fun, so cool."

The mink of the ghost monk died, and his hands repeatedly shot large handprints. The whole man followed a mortar and fired artillery shells.

Behind Liu Yi, the body of the law was directly popped up, and the six arms were waved together, and the big Yao Rising was played together, crushing the attack of the ghost monk.

Those big handprints were extraordinary in power, and some did not have time to offset them. When they reached the surrounding ground, the buildings suddenly burst into deep pits and ruins.

"too terrifying."

"Who is that person?"

The people around have talked about it, they have never seen a ghost monk.

The people of the ancient swords are somewhat stunned, so that the wonderful spells are on the bounce, and there is a chance to see them on weekdays.

The strange monk is the one who has slammed their heads, and has not recovered consciousness.

The young disciple of the Tushen Temple can make a good match... it is amazing.

How did he cultivate, why is it so powerful?

A Buddhist buddha and super super hunters force the super big handprints, and the other is the fog and the real body to increase the glory of the sun, so constantly slamming, the sparks in the sky blasting, are two people colliding The effect produced.

"I... what happened to me..."

And when the two sides were deadlocked, Wang Long, who had been fainting, suddenly woke up.

"Master."

A disciple immediately said, "You have just been stunned..."

"what."

Wang Long was shocked and tried to remember what he had just done, but found himself entering the tower, seeing the monk, and then preparing to do it.

But in the meantime, all of his attacks seemed to be ineffective. Instead, the monk had a big handprint and blew himself out of the tower of the gods.

"Oh, it must be something weird in the tower."

Wang Long was unwilling in his heart. He re-agglomerated his sword and then grabbed two long swords composed of huge swords and flew directly into the air.

"You two, all die."

He ran across the two big swords in his hand, and then left and right, sweeping toward Liu Yi and the strange monk.

This sword is too long. So, I am afraid that the body of Liu Yi and the strange monk will be split in two.

"Don't mess."

The ghost monk did not put the head of the ancient swordsman in his eyes. He used the energy shield to block the huge sword, and he took a big handprint and directly smashed the sword.

And Liu Yi is even more simple. He lifted his right hand and launched his dreams. He took the sword from Wang Long’s hand and then lifted it into the air, pulling his hands out.

"Oh, oh."

The long sword suddenly broke into several pieces, as if they had been shredded by people, scattered to the bottom.

"What a power this is."

Wang Long finally understood this moment, his mana and the difference between the two people.

"who the **** are you……"

Wang Long stared blankly at Liu Yi, who had torn his sword.

Before the speech of Liu Yi, the ghost monk suddenly started again.

He seemed to notice that the two sides continued to struggle or could not tell the result, so he raised his hand and made a big handprint toward the crowd next to him.

Liu Yi suddenly shocked, the body flashed to the front of the big handprint, and then the body behind the six-faced emperor shield, combined together, blocked this attack.

"boom."

The power of the big handprint was not light. The black smoke appeared on the shield. The whole body of Liu Yi was shot and flew for dozens of meters. Finally, it fell to the ground and stepped on two deep footprints on the ground.

"Head."

"Hey, you are fine."

The disciples around the Tushen Temple asked one after the other.

The people of the ancient swords are big eyes, lying, and this guy is the head of the family.

It’s no wonder that Wang Long’s fight is so bad... The ancient swordsmanship was too bad this time.

"It turned out that...he turned out to be the head of this butcher temple..."

Wang Xinyi stared at the air in the game, "I thought it was a three-headed, six-armed old man... I didn't expect it to be such a young teenager..."

At this time, Liu Yi also refused to comment on how Wang Xinyi evaluated him. His physical condition was not good.

Even the Emperor's Shield can't fully bear the power of the big handprint. Some of the powers are in the body of Liu Yi, constantly destroying the vitality in his body.

This kind of power... really no one said.