Zhang Yang was full of mana surging breath, and suddenly a big bullying operation broke out, and a huge fist was flashed to meet the alms bowl and smashed it in the past.
Bang-
The suspense bowl was instantly smashed.
Zhang Yang’s purple stiff dzogchen Xiu plus Taiyin’s refining method is powerful and integrated. The total amount of physical strength after printing is not lost to ordinary monks in the early stage of then.
It’s normal for the body magic to make the powerful technique of bullying suddenly explode and blow the alms bowl away.
Zhang Yang’s body has just landed and his feet are on the soil. The whole person is like a shell hitting the fat monk.
At the same time, the special energy of the right arm flows, and pieces of red scales emerge, and sharp claws are excited by the transient long unicorn arm.
"Look out!"
The thin monk woke up and was about to rescue him, but he saw that the sky was like a rainstorm, but it was the official Mo Er who played it by ear and offered a pear blossom needle to attack.
A thin monk can help himself.
Fat monk root didn’t expect that his alms bowl would be blown up by a little monk Tsukiji-you know that’s his magic weapon!
Rao is so powerful, brother then, and still bears a handprint towards Zhang Yangyin.
Bang!
Click!
Two handprints, broken arms!
The unicorn’s arm is strong, and it continues to go to the fat monk.
Zhang Yang drew an arc with his arm so that.
"poof!"
The arm entered the flesh and the fat monk’s body was caught to pieces.
Ah-
The fat monk almost fainted with pain when his eyes turned over.
Zhang Yang braved the cold light with his eyes, and almost without hesitation, he grabbed the fat monk’s two big fat legs with his arms turned over.
Hora!
Blood spatter and dirty explosion actually ripped the fat monk in half alive.
It happened very suddenly in a round, and the fat monk died tragically.
In this case, the thin monk was frightened at once. He never thought that the other party was a Buddhist monk. The fighting capacity was so strong that he didn’t have the courage to resist at this time and quickly shouted
"The little monk is a monk and Taoist friend of Fashan Temple. Forgive me!"
"oh? Fashan Temple? The Fashan Temple with the Great Monk Misha? " Zhang Yang is going to rush to the thin monk for a slight delay.
"yes! Yes! Master Misha is the temple elder, and please ask Taoist friends to spare the little monk’s life in front of Master Misha. "The thin monk seems to have seized the lifeline, scrambling to block the official Mo Er’s pear blossom needle during the rainstorm, and excitedly shouting that he didn’t notice Zhang Yang’s murderous look in his eyes when he saw the word Misha.
"Hey, hey, if it’s for Misha Dahe’s sake, it will make you die even worse!"
Zhang Yang tone cold sleeve robe with a wave of his hand silver moon knife offering a flash of light lotus flower splash a huge head thrown up.
Chapter one hundred and ten The Palace of the King is magnificent
Silver moon’s attack-type peak magic weapon was put into Zhang Yang’s hands after being sacrificed and refined, and its power was definitely not something that ordinary monks in the early days of then could resist.
Killing two monks, Zhang Yang didn’t hesitate. With a wave of his sleeve robe, he put away two Nawu rings together with the magic weapon scattered on the ground.
Then he turned his hand and took out all the demon banners to take away the two living souls
In the last two sentences, it is natural that Brother then’s body can’t be taken care of by Mo Er, an official, and it is impossible for Zhang Yang to directly bite his teeth and suck his Jingxue.