Chapter 1350 Appearing (Fifth Watch)

The Zhishan monk smiled and said: "Master Zhang, I admire you!"

"I have nothing to admire!" Zhang Teng gritted his teeth, and said with a sneer, "I should listen carefully."

He wants to delay it now, and there is still a glimmer of hope.

Monk Zhishan sighed: "If I were you, I wouldn't be able to hold my breath like this. I can't help but watch my disciples fall down!"

Zhang Teng snorted coldly: "I'm not your opponent. It's rare to be able to hold you still. I don't dare to have other extravagant hopes!"

"It is indeed a rare talent to be so wise and calm. Master Zhang, I can't bear to send you into reincarnation." Monk Zhishan shook his head and smiled, "Why don't you submit to my Zhuanlun Temple and become a layman of Zhuanlun Temple? , you can practice martial arts in our temple, and another wonderful door will be opened in front of you, and you will find that this world is not what you see, it is unreal."

"Hmph, I have surrendered to you, can I practice the Ksitigarbha's Running Wheel Sutra?" Zhang Teng snorted.

The monk Zhishan said with a smile: "The Ksitigarbha-Turning Wheel Sutra can be passed on to you, but I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications. Only the upper-upper root can practice the Ksitigarbha-Running Sutra, and the middle-root and lower-root can't practice it."

"As long as I can pass it on, I can cultivate it." Zhang Teng snorted, "I'm afraid that your Zhuanlun Temple will not dare to pass on the scriptures!"

"Haha..." The Zhishan monk shook his head and said: "You know that the qualifications are not enough. Practicing the Ksitigarbha-Tunlun Sutra is not only useless but harmful. It is life-threatening. If it is not passed on to outsiders, it is a compassionate heart. It is a pity that the world does not understand me. The painstaking efforts of the temple."

"Chichichichichichichi..." A shrill whistle sounded suddenly, but several cold lights shot out from the center of the courtyard.

After the cold light shot out, a figure flashed out in the center of the courtyard, as if appearing out of thin air.

Dressed in a green shirt, he is upright and unrestrained, with a mediocre appearance, and even a pair of ordinary eyes, not as clear and scorching as a martial arts practitioner.

The nine gray-clothed middle-aged men who were doing the work couldn't avoid the sudden cold light. The cold light had just come from their intuition. Some of them reacted faster than their brains and avoided the vital points, while others didn't have such talent. , failed to avoid.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The nine gray-clothed middle-aged people all flew out, each hitting the wall, some smashed the window, some fell on the courtyard wall, some fell on the rockery, and some fell to the weapons rack.

They all vomited blood and suffered serious injuries. Six middle-aged men in gray clothes were killed, and the other three had lost their hands. Although they were not critical, the force of the knife was constantly changing, constantly destroying their internal organs. , the injury continued to worsen.

"Zhao Dahe!" The smile on Monk Zhishan's face froze, then suddenly became gloomy, and stared at Chu Li coldly.

Chu Li smiled and clasped his fists: "Monk Zhishan, long time no see, are you all right?"

Monk Zhishan took a deep breath and smiled: "I didn't expect Zhao Fawang to have such a cultivation level now, I'm really gratified!"

Chu Li nodded and said: "TOEFL, you have made some progress, you are still a little bit worse than the supreme monk, ashamed, ashamed!"

Monk Zhishan glanced at the nine gray-clothed middle-aged men on the ground, and said with a sneer, "King Zhao Fa is really good at it, let's compete and see what skills Zhao Fawang has developed."

"That's exactly what I mean." Chu Li smiled, and turned to look at Zhang Teng: "Master Zhang, clean up these things, kill those who should be killed, save those who should be saved, and I will get close to Monk Zhishan."

"...Thank you Fawang Zhao!" Zhang Teng clenched his fists.

Chu Li nodded with a smile, and suddenly punched out.

The Zhishan monk appeared behind him while he was speaking, and was about to attack him. Chu Li's Da Guangming fist had already come quietly.

"Ding..." The black moon wheel in Monk Zhishan's sleeve flashed, and the moon wheel blocked the punch and threw it out.

"Woo..." The moon wheel was like a black lightning, and the strength of the fist seemed to make it extremely fast, and it reached Chu Li in an instant.

Chu Li flicked his fingers.

"Ding..." The moon wheel made a clear sound, and the speed slowed down.

Chu Lixin grabbed the moon wheel, put it in his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Thank you monk, this is a good thing!"

Monk Zhishan moved his sleeve, and a cold light flashed.

The small sun wheel shot out, a bit faster than before, and without a sound, it reached Chu Li in an instant.

Chu Li flicked again with his fingers, hitting the sun wheel with precision.

The cold light disappeared, showing the shape of a sun disc, and then fell into Chu Li's hands.

He put it back into his sleeve again, and looked at the Zhishan Monk with a smile: "Monk, is there any more? Two more rounds would be best!"

Monk Zhishan looked at Chu Li solemnly, his heart sinking slightly.

Almost no one can subdue the two wheels of the sun and the moon, even those whose martial arts are two times better than their own dare not touch the two wheels of the sun and the moon. Change is inevitable.

The Zhao Dahe in front of him was able to subdue the Sun-Moon Wheel because he also practiced the Ksitigarbha-Runner Sutra, and he was able to grasp the heat and essence of his own Ksitigarbha-Runner Sutra from his own Sun-Moon Wheel.

Chu Li seemed to be at ease, but he secretly complained in his heart. The internal energy accumulated in these two rounds was endless and constantly changing, and he couldn't prevent it. At this moment, the kung fu had been drilled into six strands of internal energy. jump around.

He hurriedly performed the Absolute Cloud Divine Art to devour, and it was very difficult to devour, but he smiled calmly on his face and said: "Monk Zhishan, it seems that you haven't made any progress for a while, it really disappoints me!"

Monk Zhishan looked at Zhang Teng and the others besieging the three middle-aged men in gray clothes who were seriously injured. Looking for an opportunity to make a breakthrough, it seems that Zhao Fawang, you are the opportunity for me to make a breakthrough."

Chu Li smiled and said: "Then what are you waiting for the monk, do you wait until they are all dead and you have nothing to worry about before doing it?"

"Exactly." Zhishan monk titheed and said, "King Zhao Fa is indeed extremely wise."

Chu Li shook his head: "It's impossible for monks to be so indifferent to human life, just watch!"

The Jueyun Divine Art finally swallowed up the six strands of internal energy. He faintly felt a little bit of effort, and his comprehension of the Ksitigarbha's Chakra Sutra seemed to have deepened, which was a bit better than his own cultivation. This is a wonderful way of cultivation.

With this thought in his mind, he said in a deep voice: "Monk Zhishan, you are the one who destroyed the branch of our Guangming Sacred Cult?"

"Why did King Zhao Fa know the truth?" Monk Zhishan smiled and said, "It's a pity."

He originally had a wishful thinking to destroy the branch of the Guangming Sacred Cult, and then destroy the Hunu Hall of the White Tiger Sect. The two sects would have to fight if they didn't fight, but he didn't expect the Guangming Sacred Cult to respond so quickly and sent Zhao When Da He came over, the most commendable thing was that he was able to calm down and act directly without being provoked.

He also knew about the Huiyao Hall of the Guangming Sacred Church, and knew that it was a scar that was the easiest to hurt, but unfortunately, he sent Zhao Dahe over to destroy this plan.

He wished to kill Chu Li with one palm, and slowly pushed out one palm.

Chu Li punched out a great bright fist.

The Zhishan monk suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared behind Chu Li the next moment.

Chu Li flicked his hands violently, and two cold rays shot out.

The Zhishan monk disappeared again in a flash, avoiding the knife light that was so close at hand, his sensitivity was astonishingly sharp.

Chu Li sneered and threw two more knives, twice as fast as before.