The Age of Gods Return: Start To Kiss the Rift Girl

Lin Que's fist hit the swastika fiercely.

In an instant, the void shook, the sea below roared, and some trees were blown and broken by the energy ripples.

boom!

The fist seal and the swastika dissipated.

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

The non-disciplined monk was also blown away by the explosive energy, the Buddha Demon Martial Soul dissipated, and fell into the beach, creating a deep pit!

No difference!

cough cough!

Lin Que crawled out of the sandpit, feeling the qi and blood in his body surging, and looked ahead solemnly.

In the fight just now, he also found out the strength of Monk Bujie.

Soul power level sixty-five!

The quality of the Buddha Demon Martial Soul definitely surpassed S rank, but he didn't know how it reached that level.

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

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

From the bunker, Monk Bujie also crawled out, coughing up a mouthful of sand.

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

He was depressed, why did he meet such a tough young man when he left the temple for the first time.

There is no feeling of invincibility at all.

Lin Que held the magic knife in his hand, and pointed at the edge of the knife: "Monk, tell the traces of the heart eater, otherwise, I will use the magic knife to perform Kung Pao Chicken for you, so that you really have no desires!"

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

Lin Que:! ! !

This is so funny than a monk, he deserves a beating!

Just when Lin Que was about to make a move, his face suddenly changed, and the magic knife Qian Ren in his hand slashed towards the left side!

boom!

A Jie Knife fell and collided with the Demon Knife Thousand Blades.

The powerful force sent Lin Que flying several meters away.

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

Lin Que:! ! !

Fuck!

This is the rhythm of being beaten by gangs!

Sure enough, I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.

I have to find a chance to slip away first.

"Second brothers!"

When Monk Bujie saw the visitor, he stepped forward and saluted.

The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Lin Que again and he said, "I can't keep this person, kill him!"

Lin Que was shocked.

What the hell, you guys are monks, you're going to kill people every now and then.

horrible!

The spirit power of these two middle-aged monks who suddenly appeared was above seventy-five levels, especially the soul power of the one holding the saber had reached level eighty.

It's a little tricky.

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

"We must not be allowed to discover our existence by the Great Xia Spirit Guardian, this person cannot be left behind!"

"You take your junior brother away, and I'll take care of him!"

The middle-aged monk holding the Jie knife said that when he was about to do it, a long flaming stick fell from the sky.

With a bang, all three monks were blown away.

Immediately afterwards, a lazy voice came: "Why, Fantuo Temple wants to start a war!"

"Sixth senior brother!"

Lin Que's eyes were full of emotion when he saw Zhou Ming, the sixth senior brother who came from Takong.

The sixth senior brother at this moment is so handsome!

"It's you!"

The middle-aged monk holding the saber looked at the sixth senior brother Zhou Ming, frowning, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Ming looked at the middle-aged monk holding the saber jokingly: "Yo, I thought who it was, it turned out to be the defeated general!"

"Jie Chi, is there no one in your Vatican Temple?

will only send you out. "

The middle-aged monk named Jie Chi had an angry look in his eyes: "Zhou Ming, don't bully people too much!"

"Humph!"

"Coincidentally, not only do I want to bully people too much, I also want to beat you!"

Zhou Ming snorted coldly, and with a move from the void, the Martial Soul Crimson Flame Dragon Pattern Stick returned to his hand, and the soul power beyond level 80 was released on his body.

"Thatched cottage disciples, not everyone can bully you!"

"Dare to bully my little junior brother, beat you without discussion!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ming rushed out with the red flame dragon stick in his hand, and swung it violently.

Jie Chi's expression changed drastically, and he hastily raised the Jie knife in his hand to resist!

boom!

There was a loud noise, Jie Dao was shattered by the Red Flame Dragon Stick, and countless broken blades fluttered in the wind.

"Brother!"

Another middle-aged monk moved, releasing his seventy-five-level soul power, and a Buddha martial soul appeared behind him, and the golden fist punched towards Zhou Ming!

"roll!"

Without raising his head, Zhou Ming swung the red flame dragon stick in his hand, and the Buddha's martial soul was wiped out with one stick.

With a slap of his left hand, he slapped Jie Chi on the face, sent him flying tens of meters, and rolled several times on the beach.

Standing behind him, Lin Que was dumbfounded when he saw the domineering Sixth Brother.

It took less than a minute from start to finish!

Two sticks wiped out the field!

Sixth senior brother is awesome!