It’s so exciting.

"Hahaha, monk, monk. If you are not knowledgeable, how can you be embarrassed to be called a monk?" The first monk who asked him how he was in the plateau language laughed loudly.

Once we meet each other, there will be no good time.

“Ahhhhh——”

How do you say the old saying in the world of martial arts?

The famous ruthless man looked confused. He had traveled all over the country and gained a lot of knowledge, but the problem was that he had not systematically learned the languages ​​of other regions. When he heard the two yellow-hatted monks holding strange weapons asking, his eyes showed confusion.

Why are you here pretending to be innocent, pretending to be pitiful, and putting the blame on me?

To be able to stand out from the crowd of good players, you can imagine what your strength is.

Their principle of iron rod monks patrolling the plateau is to eradicate an evil heretic when they encounter one. Anyway, they will not miss the opportunity to show their holiness in front of ordinary people or in front of monks in other temples.

The two monks took action, smashing Huashan with big iron rods, and struck hard from top to bottom.

His only remaining eye revealed endless anger.

"What an evil person!"

The only miserable thing was the Mahayana Buddha. Half of his body was completely drained of flesh and blood, revealing his golden bones and internal organs. On top of the golden bones, there were densely packed tiny cracks, as if he might break into pieces if he moved at random.

But fear, is it too damn scary?

The words of the goddess, [The iron bird descended from the sky, bringing fear and new life].

The Mahayana Buddha raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at some shameless bastard, with a trembling look, as if he might be so angry that he would die suddenly and ascend to heaven at any time.

Unfortunately, today is different from the past. He has already tempered his face. It is not as thick as a city wall, but at least as thick as the earth's crust north of Mount Everest.

In the past, someone would definitely have to hide his/her face.

With a casual stick, he almost scattered the possessed monster.

His clothes were in tatters, and not a single place was intact. Moreover, he didn’t see any blood flowing around him. Good guy, the amount of bleeding was huge, staining a large area red. If he didn’t have an immortal body, the amount of bleeding alone would be enough.

He died several times.

Not dead yet?

The two iron-bang monks had shocked expressions on their faces. Their previous two sticks looked simple, but in fact they were a careful strike. I dare not say that they would attack with all their strength, but they would at least break through the limit and attack with 120% of their strength.

The four words "iron-bang monk" are really a reputation accumulated one by one, one by one, and one life after another.

Especially the possessed monsters, I hope they and others are completely ignored by the iron rod monks, it is best not to be seen at all.

"Cough cough. Cough cough cough."

The ruthless person who pretended to be pitiful almost had his eyes popping out.

"You, you, you? You, what, you! You dare to say that you didn't torture me? Two great monks, with evil heretics like him, don't have to pay attention to morality, go shoulder to shoulder."

The weirder the weapon, the faster you will die.

As a result, the momentum that Mahayana Buddha had finally gathered was immediately weakened by more than three points, and his power was almost broken.

reason?

In that way, it was as if there was an invisible and transparent but real film between the two parties. It was like a thin layer of rubber between them. It was indeed quite boring and the communication was not entirely enjoyable.

The fluke is immortal because it is full of black aura, but most of it has been removed, which is equivalent to a serious loss of vitality. Not to mention possessing a human body, even if it wants to possess a chicken, it is a difficult situation.

"???" When the possessed man heard this, he almost stared out of his eyes. What did the little bastard say? Are you still justified in gang-banging us?

"Yeah, you're right. You don't have to be moral when dealing with demons and heretics." In fact, the two iron-clad monks have no one-on-one rules at all. They always fight as many as they have, regardless of how many opponents there are.

, even if he is half a person, he is still surrounded and beaten.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

About seventy kilometers or so.

After all, the rulers of the plateau have surrendered to the Central Plains, and the two sides have trade with each other all year round. If you don't learn the languages ​​of both sides, how to communicate can't rely entirely on translation.

New life, it saw it.

"He is the son of the witch."

He Zhao secretly muttered something, but everyone present was not a simple person, so how could he not hear what he said.

So, this guy started to act.

"That's it. No wonder it looks like a Buddha but not a Buddha, and looks like a demon but not a demon. It looks extremely weird, but it also has a natural harmony." The eyes of the two iron rod monks became sharper.

Without him, who would make He Zhao so miserable?

Moreover, given the ageless appearance of the two people in front of them, it is impossible to say that given time, they will reach the realm of lamp flames in one fell swoop.

Only the internal organs can barely keep functioning.

The Mahayana Buddha was so tired that he didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood, he just thought about destruction.

How thick?

Two earth-shaking explosions were heard, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, drowning the small group of Mahayana Buddhas.

Is the Buddha's son born? It's a bit empty, but he was born anyway.

As a result, it discovered that it was wrong. It was obviously a man in an iron bird that fell from the sky, bringing great fear. Instead of forcing it to come out, it would be better to hide it at the bottom of the lake.

When the two iron-rod monks approached the Mahayana Buddha, they saw the golden bones suddenly burning with golden flames, and then like a golden meteor, soaring into the sky and piercing the sky.

The two looked at each other, bewildered.

It was obvious that his breath was weak and he was close to death.

Why did he explode and escape at the critical moment?

Yesterday we had a small drinking party, but both ended up dead.
Chapter completed!