White-Robed Chief

"Bang!" If Chu hits the defeat, Chu Li feels that his punches are unloaded aside, as if he was hitting a moss stone that does not slip.

The good monk stepped back two steps, Shen Su looked at Chu Li.

The boxing strength in the body was just fierce and domineering. It was just to the yang, and after the power was dissipated, the boxing strength suddenly turned to yin to soft, letting his internal force flutter, and his internal force just changed to yin to soft. The strength has changed to just to yang.

"Oh!" The monk vomited a spit of blood, turning the wound into congestion and vomiting, and his body was free of maggots.

Chu Li exclaimed: "What a Tibetan prayer wheel!"

"Zhao Shizhu will also go to the Tibetan Scriptures!" Said the monk Shen Shen.

Chu Li nodded: "Yes!"

"The Tibetan Buddhist scriptures of the Dai Temple are never passed on!" The monk of the best kind looked at him seriously: "The law does not spread six ears, and those who received the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures without initiation are the enemy of the Buddhist temple, the poor monk. To abolish Zhao Shizhu, your tibetan runner! "

Chu Li smiled and said, "Only you can do it at the Temple of Turner Temple. Others can't practice. Do you want to abandon it?"

"Nice!" Said the good monk Shen.

Chu Li smiled: "The Tibetan Scriptures can be restored and repaired. What's the use of it?"

The good monk smiled a little: "People are gone, and the tibetan runner is naturally abandoned!"

Chu Liha laughed, turned and walked away, and in a blink of an eye, disappeared in front of the Supreme Monk, who was extremely quick, even if he did not cultivate enough, he was faster than the Supreme Monk.

"Amitabha Buddha in the south ..."

Chu Li rushed along the top of the mountain like a stringed arrow, rushing out of the cliff and into the air.

The best monk followed behind him without thinking, and rushed out.

Chu Li and him fell like two stones straight down, faster and faster.

Chu Li shot suddenly.

"Ding ..." The good monk reached out the moon wheel in his sleeve and blocked the flying knife.

Chu Li frowned. This superb monk is more powerful than ordinary people. He should have some secret technique and can detect the flying knife in advance, similar to Vientiane.

Chu Li lifted his breath, his body suddenly slowed down, and he shot another knife above the perfect monk.

"Ding ..." The Monk of the Greatest Month had another block and his falling speed accelerated.

Chu Li suddenly took a deep breath, imitating the magic crane's admittance, and waved his palms fiercely, like a crane spreading his wings, suddenly his body stagnates, stopped in mid-air, and then fanned twice, his body moved upward like a crane Fly up.

He saw more takeoffs of Linghe at Linghe Peak, occasionally imitating, and got this inspiration, which happened to be useful at this time.

The perfect monk fell faster and faster, looked up to see Chu Li flying upwards, took a deep breath, the wide monk robe slammed like an inflatable ball, and the tendency to fall suddenly slowed down slowly.

This is to the extreme, it is impossible to fly upwards, far across the cliff, and the empty and helpless surroundings.

Tianwaitian masters also need to borrow strengths to perform light work.

The monk with perfect palms folded his hands together, a moon wheel fell in his sleeve, and his leg bent sharply on the moon wheel.

The moon wheel flew obliquely, and he shot at the cliff covered with moss.

"Bang" hit the cliff with a slap, then shot obliquely upwards, and at the same time reached out a stroke, the moon wheel drilled into his wide sleeve again.

When he shot on the cliff, "嗤嗤" shot two small stones.

He had been prepared, with two moon wheels crossing in front of him, one in his throat and one in his heart, just hitting a stone, and his body flew out of the cliff again.

Chu Li kept shooting small stones.

The pebble is full of strange power, speed is extremely fast, the best monk is inevitable, and in the air, he can only be blocked by the moon wheel.

The mysterious manifestation of the Jizo Scriptures revealed that the original strength of the little stone was borrowed by him, turning the vertical force into the horizontal force, the body shot flatly towards the cliff, and then patted it on the cliff with the palm again.

Chu Li took the small stones to continue to throw down, the good monk kept going up and down, repeatedly, I do not know how many times up and down.

Both seem to have drilled the horns of the horns, one has to go up and the other has to hit.

The last time the good monk went up to the top of the mountain, there was nothing in the surroundings, and there was no trace of Chuli.

The good monk frowned.

He suddenly smiled in the direction of Luo Qiucheng, He Shi declared a Buddhist horn, turned and left, and the red monk robe fluttered.

——

When Li Ruolan and the three of them arrived at the Beicheng Gate outside the city of Luoqiu, it was already setting sun and dusk.

The three of them stopped and looked back.

"Can Brother Zhao come back?" Zhou Jinchun frowned.

The three faces were heavy.

Zhuanlun Temple is not the rest of the ancestral gates. The monk Wu Gong must be amazing. I am afraid that Brother Zhao is fierce.

With this worry, they hardly talked along the way.

Li Ruolan said: "Brother Zhou, Brother Ji, you go to send the elixir and deliver the messenger. I'll wait for him here."

"Okay." Zhou Jinchun sighed, "Let's go and send the elixir first, and then come over and wait for him with you."

"Good!" Li Ruolan nodded.

The two turned their heads again to look at the direction of the official way. The dense woods, but not seeing Chu Li's figure, turned and entered Luoqiu City.

Li Ruolan stood by the road and looked at the direction of the official road.

She covered her face with white gauze, charming big eyes, and graceful figure, attracting the attention of people around.

Li Ruolan turned a blind eye to them, ignored their eyes, and only stared at the end of the official path, eagerly hoping to see the familiar shadow in the next moment.

As the twilight was thick and the surrounding light was dim, her heart sank more and more.

The monk at Zhuanlun Temple is a top master. I do n’t know if there are any powerful means. Will Zhao Dahe be a recruiter? If he recovers, he can stay with the monk for a long time. The best monk's opponent.

The more she thought about it, the more she became concerned.

The twilight was getting thicker and darker, and no one could see far anymore. If a normal person could not see the figure at the end of the official road, she had deep inner strength, and twilight could not block her eyes.

But before it's been so long, her sense of ominousness has grown stronger.

"Don't come yet?" Ji Xin suddenly appeared beside her.

Li Ruolan shook his head.

"Will you enter the city from the other side?" Ji Xin said: "He wants to get rid of the best monk, fearing that he will detour, let's wait in the city."

"I'll wait and see," Li Ruolan said.

Ji Xin frowned: "Sister Li, you are very concerned about Brother Zhao."

Li Ruolan glanced at him: "What does Brother Ji mean? ... After he died for us, would he not listen?"

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Li Ruolan put a hand in jade and said, "Brother Ji, go ahead first, I'll just wait here."

Ji Xin looked at her cold gaze, and was energetic under her heart, turning her fists and turning away.

Li Ruolan took a long breath and was upset.

Brother Ji is usually good, but sometimes it really makes her disagree.

"Come into the city." Chu Li's voice sounded loudly and appeared in front of Li Ruolan.

Li Ruolan turned around and looked at him.

"I'm not injured," Chu Li said with a grin. "The best monk is a tough guy, but I hope you don't run into it!"

According to his estimation, Li Ruolan met the best monks, and they were more fierce. (To be continued.)

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