Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"go with!"

It burst out with a loud shout.

The five golden wheels blasted straight at the unruly monk in the air.

This is the full power of Jinlun Fawang.

"clang!"

The golden wheel collided with the beads.

The two are deadlocked.

The rotating golden wheel constantly interacts with the Buddha beads to create intense sparks.

Monk Bujie gritted his teeth.

He knows he can't lose.

"hateful!"

he growled.

At this point he has reached the limit.

He is a human being, not a fairy.

It is impossible to rely on emptiness to control the sky.

If he couldn't keep going, the moment he fell from the sky was the moment he lost.

Everyone stared at this scene nervously.

Doron swallowed even more.

For Duolong, who has low martial arts skills.

This shit is simply inhuman!

He cast a resentful glance at Lin Pingzhi and Dongfang Bubai.

I thought, Jinlun Fawang and the great monk are already so strong, so will the next fight be more exciting?

Duolong couldn't help feeling sorry for Wei Xiaobao.

Brother Wei, brother Wei.

It's a pity that you don't come to see such a wonderful martial arts competition!

It seems that this time I am so long, I really have a good eye!

Thinking of this, Duolong stared at the field with all his attention.

When everyone is watching intently, the two people in the arena are concentrating on the competition.

Lin Pingzhi was a little worried.

Others may not see it.

But his current strength can already be seen.

If the stalemate continues.

The winner must be Jinlun Fawang.

"No, no, no!"

Lin Pingzhi thought decisively in his heart.

No matter which identity you are, shouldn't you be the finale?

Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi suddenly had an idea.

"what!"

At this time, Jinlun Fawang was full of muscles.

His eyes were full of madness.

The non-disciplined monk above him was actually on par with him.

This was something he didn't expect.

But he also understands, as long as he persists.

The winner is definitely him!

It's about your future!

In this match, I must not lose!

Just when Jinlun Fawang went crazy.

He suddenly heard Mo Zunlou's voice.

"Lin Pingzhi!" Mo Zunlou shouted.

Jinlun Fawang's heart tightened, and he was immediately distracted.