Spiritual resurrection: Flirting with the best female ghost at the beginning

The sword was broken, and the sword was broken.

Lin Que's fist hit the swastika fiercely.

Instantly, the void shook, the sea below roared, and some trees were broken by the energy ripples.

Bang!

The fist and the swastika disappeared.

Lin Que's figure was smashed heavily on the beach, and countless sand flew up and submerged him.

Monk Bujie was also blown away by the burst of energy, and his Buddha and Demon Martial Spirit dissipated, falling into the beach and smashing a deep pit!

No one won!

Ahem!

Lin Que climbed out of the sand pit, feeling the blood surging in his body, and looked ahead with a serious look.

After the fight just now, he also figured out the strength of Monk Bujie.

Soul power level 65!

The quality of the Buddha Demon Martial Soul is definitely higher than S level. He doesn't know whether it has reached that level.

Walking out of Cangtong Town, except for Li Xingyun and Ye Ni.

Monk Bujie is the strongest opponent he has ever met among his peers!

Monk Bujie also climbed out of the sand pit and coughed up a mouthful of sand.

"Donor, we are all young people. Why use your hands to solve things that can be solved with your mouth!"

He was depressed. How could he meet such a strong young man when he left the temple for the first time?

There was no feeling of invincibility at all.

Lin Que held the magic knife in his hand, and the blade pointed diagonally: "Monk, tell me the trace of the Heart-eating Ghost, otherwise, I will use the magic knife to perform a Kung Pao Chicken for you, so that you will really have no desires!"

Hearing Lin Que's words, Monk Bujie trembled subconsciously, his face panicked: "Donor, you have ideas about me!"

Lin Que: !!!

This funny monk really deserves a beating!

Just as Lin Que was about to attack, his face suddenly changed, and the magic knife Thousand Blades in his hand slashed to the left!

Bang!

A ring knife fell and collided with the magic knife Thousand Blades.

The powerful force directly knocked Lin Que several meters away.

The magic knife Thousand Blades pierced into the sand, and Lin Que stabilized his figure. He raised his head and looked at the two middle-aged monks in Buddhist robes who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lin Que: !!!

Damn it!

This is the rhythm of being beaten up by a group!

Sure enough, if you walk by the river often, you will get your shoes wet.

I have to find a chance to slip away first.

"Two senior brothers!"

Monk Bujie saw the person coming and stepped forward to salute.

The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Lin Que again and said: "This man can't be kept, kill him!"

Lin Que was shocked.

Damn it, you are monks, why do you want to kill people at any time?

Terrible!

The two middle-aged monks who suddenly appeared have soul power above level 75, especially the one holding the sword, whose soul power has reached level 80.

It's a bit tricky.

Monk Bujie wanted to speak, but was glared back by the middle-aged monk next to him.

"We can't let the Great Xia Spirit Master discover our existence, this person can't stay!"

"You take your junior brother away, I'll deal with him!"

The middle-aged monk holding the sword said, and when he was about to take action, a flaming long stick fell from the sky.

With a bang, all three monks were blown away.

Then, a lazy voice came: "What, does the Fantuo Temple want to start a war!"

"Sixth Brother!"

Lin Que saw the sixth brother Zhou Ming coming from the air, and his eyes were full of emotion.

At this moment, the sixth brother is so handsome!

"It's you!"

The middle-aged monk holding the sword frowned and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes when he looked at his sixth brother Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming looked at the middle-aged monk holding the sword jokingly: "Oh, I thought it was someone else, but it turned out to be a defeated opponent!"

"Jie Chi, is there no one in your Fantuo Temple? You will only send you out."

The middle-aged monk named Jie Chi flashed with anger in his eyes: "Zhou Ming, don't go too far!"

"Hmph!"

"What a coincidence, not only do I want to go too far, I also want to beat you up!"

Zhou Ming snorted coldly, and with a move in the void, the martial soul Red Flame Dragon Pattern Stick returned to his hand, and the soul power beyond the 80th level on his body was released.

"Caotang disciples, not everyone can bully!"

"Dare to bully my junior brother, beat you up without negotiation!"

After speaking, Zhou Ming rushed out with the Red Flame Dragon Pattern Stick and swung it violently.

Jie Chi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised the sword in his hand to resist!

Bang!

A loud noise was heard, and the sword was smashed by the red flame dragon pattern stick, and countless broken blades fluttered in the wind.

"Brother!"

Another middle-aged monk moved, releasing the 75th level soul power, and a Buddha martial spirit appeared behind him, and a golden fist print smashed towards Zhou Ming!

"Get out!"

Zhou Ming didn't even raise his head, and swung the red flame dragon pattern stick in his hand, and one stick was used to destroy him.

The Buddha spirit.

He swung his left hand and slapped Jie Chi's face, sending him flying dozens of meters and rolling on the beach.

Lin Que stood behind him, looking at the domineering attack of the Sixth Senior Brother, and was dumbfounded.

It took less than a minute from the attack to the end!

Two sticks to kill!

Sixth Senior Brother is awesome!