A bang!

On the gray plain, the burly figure flew backwards to the distance, bringing a roll of smoke and dust.

That was the angry monk.

Under Shen Lian's eight-arm critical strike, eight eye-catching dents were printed on the angry monk's body with eight fists.

Suddenly, the huge fist force hit the angry monk!

The angry king, who was like a big Buddha statue, flew backwards and flew fifty or sixty meters away from the ground.

Then!

boom!

The angry monk thrust his feet and stepped on the ground.

As the angry monk landed on the ground with his feet, his soles slid against the ground, plowing out a whole journey of gullies, and more smoke and dust were lifted into the sky, rolling and scattering, blocking his sight.

In the next moment, the angry monk stabilized his body, a hint of anger flashed across his face, and his breath surged three points again. He rushed out without any pause, broke through the rolling smoke and dust, and rushed towards the position where Chen Lian was.

call!

The angry monk rushed to the spot, and his powerful momentum rushed into a large circle of smoke and dust.

Chen Lian was no longer in place.

The angry monk looked around, and suddenly, somewhere smoke and dust rolled violently, and a figure appeared from the slanting thorn. It was not Chen Lian who was, but the eight giant arms were swinging like iron whips, and they slammed the anger monk's back waist firmly.

Pang!

The powerful shock wave turned into a strong wind and swept across the world.

In an instant, all the air within a 100-meter radius was discharged.

All the smoke and dust were impacted and tear and divided like cloth.

The intensely moving air mixed with thick smoke and dust formed a huge sandstorm, which rolled and spread to all directions.

At the center of the storm, the angry monk's body twisted violently, and flew forward with his waist forward, and flew out again.

But the next moment, before the angry monk landed on the ground, Chen Lian suddenly teleported over his head, fell from the sky, and stepped on the angry monk's head with a fierce kick.

trample!

The angry monk's head immediately sank hard, and his already twisted body fell down in a strange arc, and his head first hit the ground.

puff!

Chen Lian tramples is too powerful, and a splash of water explodes on the ground like a lake.

The angry monk was stepped into the ground by him.

The strong wind is like a knife!

The earth burst like an explosion, and a large pit with a diameter of more than 100 meters appeared!

Chen Lian first jumped out of the pit and fell to the ground.

In the center of the deep pit, the angry monk planted onions backwards and inserted them on the ground, his head and upper body were trapped in the mud, and his feet were exposed outside. The picture was quite funny.

Soon, the angry monk took action, shook his arms, supported his palms downwards, and pulled out his upper body.

"Pooh!"

The angry monk spit out a mouthful of mud, his eyes raised and swept coldly, and instantly locked in Chen Lian. His eyes flashed red, and red flames squirted out from the depths of his pupils. The flames attached to his body, turning into a colorful dress that seemed to cover him.

The terrifying divine power emanated like an explosion.

Wrapped by the red flames, the angry monk's hair stood upside down and soared into the sky!

bristle!

"You made the monk so angry..."

The angry monk walked step by step and walked out of the deep pit. His muscles were squirming violently. The color of his skin changed to red, burning like a red iron statue.

His breath rose wildly, twice, four times, eight times...

At this moment, the angry monk who was really angry became more than ten times stronger than before, and was still growing stronger.

"Anger will destroy everything!"

The angry monk sang softly like a spell and stood in front of Chen Lian.

The earth melted rapidly under the feet of the angry monk, turning into a terrifying magma jet, forming a sea of ​​magma in a moment.

All things are destroyed!

Chen Lian held the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "You have finally shown your true skills. Now you have made me feel the oppressive feeling of Ying Muyu, which is not bad."

"The monk wants to... save you!" The angry monk's red eyes flashed, and the expression was full of rage. After a loud shout, his fists burst out wildly, turning into overlapping fists shadows.

"Good come!"

Chen Lian laughed loudly, full of energy, arrogant, eight fists came up with him, and a long roar was heard: "It is strong, the breeze blows through the hills; it is horizontal, and the moonlight shines on the river."

Boom boom boom boom...

Fist to the flesh!

The roar was rumbling, like the boss was thundering!

On the vast plain, magma was gushing and flowing, and the red ocean continued to expand. The two monsters bathed in the magma and started fighting fiercely. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, like the doomsday.

...

Jiuyin Mountain, Huang Family.

Behind the Jiuyin Gu Village, a magnificent stilt house stands next to the mountain stream that flows down.

This building is the foundation of the Huang family.

Dangdangdang...

A series of rapid ringtones rang.

The elders quickly gathered in the conference hall, and each looked solemn, knowing that the war was coming.

Huang Yuanwu and Baili Running Shop have already come one step ahead.

Sitting upright on the throne of the head of the family, Huang Yuanwu was extremely excited and said aloud: "Everyone, Fayuan Temple has indeed kept its promise. Just now, the angry monk met Chen Lian and immediately fought. The two sides fought on Pingyuan Mountain."

"good!"

"Haha, that's great!"

"Chen Lian killed my son Huang Yuanqing, damn it!"

When the old people heard this, they were all deeply moved and couldn't help but clap and cheer.

One person asked excitedly: "What is the situation of the battle? Can the angry monk suppress Chen Lian?"

Huang Yuanwu smiled and looked at the middle-aged man beside him. Baili Runshu smiled and said loudly: "At the beginning, Chen Lian had the upper hand. It is indeed the man who defeated Ying Muyu. He is indeed extremely powerful. However, the strength of the angry monk lies in the fact that the more angry he becomes stronger and the more battle he becomes stronger. As long as his anger continues to stop, his strength will be infinite. At this moment, the angry monk is naturally the angry monk."

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Just imagined the fierce fighting scene, a shocking look appeared on their faces.

A certain family old man sighed: "It is said that there are three types of fighting forms of angry monks, namely the King of Angry, who are angry and angry, one is stronger than the other, but I don't know whether it is true or false?"

Baili Runshu nodded and smiled, "It's true. Now Shenlian has forced the angry monk to use his second form, and his angry hair is rushing to the crown! In this form, the angry monk's hair is upside down and his strength is even stronger, far beyond the form of the King of Anger, and it is extremely terrifying. Wherever he passes, all things turned into magma under the fire of his anger, which can be said to destroy everything!"

The elders were even more shocked, and their breathing was stagnant, and they wanted to come to the battlefield to watch the battle.

Huang Yuanwu waved his hand, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be too happy first, use the angry monk to pinch Chen Lian. This is just the first step of the plan. The focus is on the back. How are the preparations for the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain Array?"

An elderly family member quickly stood up and bowed and replied, "Prince, please rest assured. I have checked it myself three times and everything is ready."

Huang Yuanwu's eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited, and he said boldly: "Okay! After this battle, the Huang family will not only win the northern part of the country, but also win the world!"

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Chapter completed!