Super Monk

"No!" Moko's face suddenly changed and he was frightened. Zhao Fugui's fist made Moke's hair stand upright, and the warning sign in his heart reached the peak. Moke's warrior instinct reminded him that he could not stop Zhao Fugui's fist.

"Run, you have to run!" With a sharp roar, Mo ke'ye stamped his feet on the ground like a crazy Tyrannosaurus Rex, smashing the collapsed remains of the manor and rushing away.

However, Zhao Fugui's body was like a shadow, faster than mokesiye's, and he just hit mokesiye with one punch. The warrior in the courtyard was stunned to see Moko's face run away in fear, and then quickly retreated like a tide, for fear that they would be affected by the battle between Zhao Fugui and Moko. They were afraid that their battle would only be broken by the storm.

"Fight!" Seeing that he couldn't escape at all, Mo ke'ye roared wildly, forced out the black tiger's shadow, and hit Zhao Fugui hard.

This fist combines Mo Ke's lifelong cultivation, and forces the black tiger's shadow to stop Zhao Fugui at the cost of destroying this magic refining secret.

At the same time, in a big mountain in Liangzhou, two or three thousand miles away, people are not allowed to get close to it. There is only one stockade in the mountain. On the top of the mountain behind the stockade, there is a Buddhist temple like Northern Buddhism. There are six men and six women's servants in the Buddhist temple. They gush out a mouthful of blood. They are old and haggard in the blink of an eye, and their black hair turns gray. Then they fall to the ground.

Under a statue with eight arms and four sides, which is like Asura, sits a giant man who is more than two meters tall. The giant man is covered with bronze and can't move. It makes people feel that he is almost the Buddha sitting arhat. The six men and six women spurted blood fiercely. Juhan opened his eyes slightly and looked at it indifferently.

"Suzerain, all the servants of the Dharma warden of mokoliya are dead!" A thin old man leaned out and looked at the six men and six women. His face sank and he said.

"These six men and six women are the source of power of mokesiya's magic method. The magic method extracts their vitality and provides power for mokesiya. How could someone force mokeliya to such a situation and destroy the magic method to resist the enemy Juhan's eyes were shining, and he waved his hand and said, "check, I'll see who dares to be the enemy of tiger demon alchemy clan!"

"Yes, Lord!" The skinny old man nodded a little, and his body immediately shot out. No one was surprised when his figure passed by the stockade at the foot of the mountain. How could the people in the stockade be surprised to serve the tiger demon as a God.

"Death Moke juiye destroyed the foundation of the secret method, mobilized the strongest force in his life, and suddenly turned to be powerful. He gave Zhao Fugui a hard blow.

This fist not only contains the whole life cultivation of mokolaye, but also integrates all the strength of twelve people. Mokolaye never felt so strong. He felt that even if a Buddha stood in front of him, he could smash it with one fist.

"Well come!"

Zhao Fugui's look did not fluctuate at all. In the face of mokojiye's fight, he just hit his strongest blow, Xingchou.

As soon as the stars fall, the master is just like the stars in the sky in the eyes of ordinary warriors in Zhenwu circle. Zhao Fugui's fist is specially for falling these stars.

"Ah

When the two fists collided with each other fiercely, Mo ke'ye suddenly screamed, "Puyi" his arms burst like tofu, and the blood and the remains of flesh and blood turned into a blood mist. The body of the master could not stop the blow.

"Strong, too strong, must escape!"

Fear completely filled his body. At this time, there was only one thought in his heart. This feeling was like facing the fury of the patriarch in the tiger demon alchemy sect. He could not summon up the courage to fight against him. He just wanted to escape from this place immediately.

Mo Ke's leaf was smashed an arm, reluctantly side to avoid the subsequent fist strength, to avoid being smashed by Zhao Fugui's fist.

This big man was seriously injured. This kind of injury has broken the body of Vajra. At this time, his body is not as hard as the three layers of the whole victory period. Seeing that Zhao Fugui still had to do something, Mo Keye knelt down on the ground.

"Master Zhao, wait a minute. I'll give up!" Mo Ke leaves kneels on the ground, desperately cries a way. Mo Keye kneels down in front of so many warriors, but he doesn't feel ashamed at all. Han Xin can endure the humiliation of his crotch, and his eldest husband can bend and stretch. As long as he can leave here alive, he will have a chance to regain his face in the future.

"Mo Ke Ye knelt down. He knelt down to Zhao Fugui!" A warrior murmured.

"Mo Ke Ye is the protector of the tiger demon alchemy sect. He knelt down to Zhao Fugui, a young warrior. He doesn't want the face of the tiger demon alchemy sect!" Another warrior also said in surprise.

"There is no young or old age in martial arts. Ye Tiannan, the Chinese god of war, is still in his prime. He is not a powerful martial arts circle in China, and no one refuses to accept it! Zhao Fugui is so strong, what about mokojiye kneeling down? "

"That's right. In my Zhenwu circle, I only ask about the victory or defeat, but I don't think it's right that Moke Heye wants to kill Zhao Fugui. Now he's defeated and kneels down to beg for mercy. But I didn't expect that Moke Heye, the Dharma protector, was so afraid of death, which greatly damaged the prestige of tiger demon alchemy sect!" A warrior said with disdain.The rest of the warriors nodded their heads one after another. This Mo Ke Li Ye was really shameful. He had previously made bold words to suppress Zhao Fugui easily. Unexpectedly, he was beaten by Zhao Fugui and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Even Wei Linfeng's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Zhao Fugui was so strong. Even the Dharma protector of tiger demon alchemy sect was not his opponent.

"What if you give up?" Zhao Fugui walked slowly to Mo Keye and asked faintly.

"I gave up and begged master Zhao to spare my life. When I got back to the clan, I would never let the clan take revenge for me and be the enemy of master Zhao!" Moko Chiye swore to heaven, "my tiger demon alchemy sect has great master Henglian in charge. Master Zhao hurt me only as a small grudge, but if you kill me, it's hard to solve the big grudge. Great master Henglian is still young, so don't make mistakes!"

Mo Ke Lei ye said this with a sigh of relief. His words were soft and hard. If Zhao Fugui didn't want to offend a great master of horizontal training, he would never dare to kill him. His life should be saved.

"Your arm has been abandoned, and your strength will not be able to recover in the future. The feud has been settled. What's more, if I lose, you will take out the soul and refine the corpse. Can you let me go?" Zhao Fugui was not threatened at all, and his eyes were cold, and he was about to kill Mo Keye.