my past life simulator

Chapter 475 474 [Brutal Beating]

"Da da da"

"RPG!"

"boom--"

Coming out of the Buddhism Exhibition Hall, the troops from Funiu Mountain launched an attack brazenly.

After a lot of fighting between dragons and tigers, brothers Langshan Temple and Niubi tacitly reached an agreement, the two of us should not embarrass the other, and we will each go our own way.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

The monks of Baoguang Temple, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

"Leave a team to clean up the living people outside, and search the corpse carefully to see if you can find something. The rest of the people follow me into the exhibition hall, cooperate with the people inside, kill all the remaining people, and take the gold Prayer wheel."

Everything keeps up with the previous one. The last retracement is the same, and it develops according to the predetermined trajectory of fate.

"boom--"

The flames soared into the sky, and the exhibition hall was bombarded with explosives.

When Kong heard that the old monk had a poisonous tongue, he could not see the monk, and the angry monk trembled all over.

The golden prayer wheel still rolled to He Zhao's side. Unfortunately, because he had absorbed the six-character mantra once, nothing miraculous happened this time.

Next, the Flaming Palm that covered the sky and the moon appeared.

Wang Bo arrived at the critical moment and scattered the flames of the invisible monk's handprints with wild laughter.

In fact, although the head of the family branch of the Bufa Temple in Shangyang City was promoted from a master to a Dharma protector, they seemed invincible, and there was a huge gap in strength between the two.

In fact, he is strong on the outside and hard on the inside. I don’t see that if the monk fights desperately to squeeze out the last drop of the surname Wang, he will be overturned when he makes a sneak attack for the first time in the face of Fuzhen.

The old immortal forbearance took a long time to make a move, and it was certain that he was rushing to kill the opponent, but he failed and took the next best thing, and took out a kidney.

Seeing the monk with a look of despair, he chose to release the suppressant in his body, counting as many as he could kill.

"Om mani padme hum."

After that, the ornately decorated Gabala bowl is done.

"Thanks for your hard work, Kongwen"

Wang Bo patted the old monk's shoulder, lamenting that the old man was trustworthy.

"It's not necessary to be a family member, everything is what the old monk should do."

"You clean up."

Before he could finish speaking, Kong Wen, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, turned vicious and vicious when the old king in five-color cassock turned around and gave orders to his subordinates.

In the next second, he didn't wait to make a move.

"call out--"

A domineering finger strikes straight at the two of them.

When Wang Bo heard the sound of breaking through the air, he subconsciously dodged forward.

"Who?"

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At the same time, Kong Wen maintained his strike posture.

"???"

All the people on the street focused their attention on the old monk.After all, it's hard not to have some bad assumptions about his posture.

Kong heard the strange gazes from the people around him, and his whole face turned red, obviously he was angry when someone broke his phone.

"Hahaha, Fuzhen. Unexpectedly, the foolproof sneak attack was actually destroyed by a small character like me."

A famous wolf overturned the wreckage of the car on his body, and the insolent laughter spread throughout the audience.

His current mood, two words - comfortable.

Especially looking at the old and immortal Fuzhen with his own eyes, that face is more uncomfortable than eating shit.

"Little Junior Brother?"

Liu Feng and Manduo looked at him at the same time.

"Don't get me wrong, I've always played tricks on you two. In fact, I'm not from the Wolf Mountain Temple at all."

When the two heard the words, they felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

It's a pity that before they all denounced the inappropriate behavior of the instigator, a phantom flashed in front of their eyes.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

Blood holes appeared on the foreheads of the two of them, and they fell to the ground with unwilling faces.

"Plop—" X2.

He Zhao bent down to pick up the Gabala spiritual bone rosary beads in Manduo's hands, and the Vajra Pestle, a magic weapon of Dizhen Temple, and looked proudly at Fuzhen who was gnashing his teeth.

"Stay away from him, this old immortal thing has the ability to control flesh and blood."

After all, all the people who were very close to the old monk all got out of the way, leaving a large open space.

"Empty news?"

"Kong your mother Kong, that's Fuzhen."

A certain person was merciless when he sprayed Wang Bo, and he still had illusions when he saw the other party reaching for his waist.How on earth did you get to be the head of the family? You wouldn't be so naive if you walked through the back door.

"Ha ha."

The old monk smiled, the flesh and blood on his face twisted, and finally a strange face formed.

Then, he turned his head to look at the famous ruthless man, and said word by word.

"Boy, the old man remembers you."

"I'll go to your uncle!"

After scolding, can he suffer this grievance?

Formal Knight Fighting Technique - Explosion of Life and Birth of the Body.

"boom!"

From an average height of ordinary people, he broke through to the ten-meter limit in an instant, and turned into a gray metal giant.Ten thousand times of absorbing the suppressant of the two monks, the monk who did not kill and the monk who did not kill, brought his physical fitness to a whole new level.

Don't look at it as just an extra five meters, in fact, the current him, the self when he hit five five meters, is more than enough.Huge vitality, the power that bursts out when it burns, is not a simple addition and subtraction, but multiplied.

If not, why does he insist on bad luck and really good things?

Don't you just feel that you can do it, and after finishing the wool of the copy of the Buddhist Exhibition Hall, let's fuck with Fuzhen, the dog day, to vent your anger before leaving.

On the other side, the people who are always watching the old and the young who are fighting each other feel a huge oppressive force covering their whole bodies.

The two sides are not of the same species at all. The giant's life level is obviously higher, and it naturally has the aura of a superior and a predator. It is irresistible, and even once wanted to turn around and flee.

"If only becoming taller and bigger is your reliance, then today will be your death day next year." Apparently, Fuzhen put all his energy on those who sabotaged his good deeds.

"It's early!"

The voice fell, the left hand was holding the vajra, the thumb of the right hand was bent towards the palm, and the arm was pressed down obliquely inward.Silently recite the mantra of Vajrapani Bodhisattva in your heart—Om~Banza Bani~Hum~.

"boom--"

The height of ten meters skyrocketed again, in full view of the public, and under the inconceivable eyes of a group of people, it broke through 20 meters immediately.

Compared with the five-meter mark, the earth god seal + Vajrapani mantra is stronger.

The blessing of the two depends on the strength of the user.

The strength is low, and the Langshan Temple brother is at most three meters high.

As strong as him, the bonuses are naturally many.

What kind of concept is a seven-story-high giant with golden light all over its body?
Horror film!

People, not as big as his palm.

"Fuzhen—"

With a shout of anger, except for the old monk and Wang Bo, everyone turned their backs on their backs.

The surrounding buildings rumbled and shattered, collapsed in pieces, and turned into ruins.

The road on the street was impacted by sound waves and rolled up like water waves.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he just roared.

As a result, the damage caused was more powerful than some people's mahamudra.

Different levels of life, every move is also a huge harm to others.

"interesting."

"Somewhat interesting? There are more interesting ones!"

After He Zhao finished speaking, he clenched his fist with his right hand and raised an index finger, and held the raised index finger with his left hand, tightly clenched into a fist.

The disaster relief seal is knotted, and the emerald green cassock is draped around the body.

"First, the incomprehensible secret technique, then the heart mantra of my Langshan Temple, and finally the disaster relief seal of Baoguang Temple. You have quite a lot of methods, and they are also very special."

Fuzhen looked into his eyes, full of longing.

"hiss--"

The golden giant gasped, although he knew in his heart that Fuzhen was only coveting his body and could use the secrets of various faction handprints and secret techniques, rather than being really interested in his body.

But facing an old face with a wretched expression, he still shuddered and made people shudder.

"Fuck him!"

With a roar, the left and right hands knotted five thunder fingers, and they smashed down amidst the thunder and lightning roaring all over the sky.

"Thunderbolt~~~"

"Boom-" "Boom-"

Under Wushuang's divine power, a large area of ​​surrounding land collapsed.

The sky was full of smoke and dust, covering the giant and the old monk on the ground.

On the other side, Wang Bo stopped to watch, but did not choose to make a move.

"Whoa-"

The flesh and blood rolled, and the practitioners of Shangyang City who were lying dead, their bodies crumbled and gathered in the smoke and dust.

After three or five breaths, the dust and smoke dissipated, revealing two giants, one tall and one short, wrestling with each other.

The big one is naturally the Hulk, while the small one is just a ten-meter-tall blood-colored giant made of flesh and blood.

"What are you doing in a daze, come on!"

The man surnamed He turned his head to look at Wang Bo, and signaled him to seize the opportunity and give Fuzhen a ruthless move.

Unfortunately, Lao Wang still stood where he was, motionless.

"Made, sand coins."

Actually, I really can't blame others.

Who knows what your purpose is?

How could the head of the family branch of the Bufa Temple who had consumed too much due to the promotion ceremony and rushing all the way, put himself in danger by making a move so easily.

What if he gets involved and after beating Fuzhen away, someone shoots at him?
At that time, he might die.

Therefore, the best choice is to stand on the sidelines and watch two outsiders dog-eat-dog.It would be even better if the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's benefit.

"Stupid, idiot. All right, you're the one to cry."

The most urgent thing at the moment is not to get angry with the surname Wang, but to blow up Fuzhen and vent his anger.

"rise!"

He carried Fuzhen's flesh and blood giant directly on his shoulders with both arms, and then threw [-]% of his strength towards the ground, throwing it hard.

"boom--"

An earth-shattering violent sound spread, and a huge and unparalleled shock wave spread in all directions.

Waves of powerful shocks surged from the city center to the surroundings.

A large number of houses and buildings are swaying, with gaps cracked, and they may collapse at any time.

This shows how hard Fuzhen was thrown.

"hiss--"

Wang Bo's eyelids twitched. The golden giant in emerald green cassock was really thinking about him.

Otherwise, why was the smoke and dust wrestling with the flesh and blood giant when it fell?
Obviously has the power to crush the opponent, and specially creates opportunities to wait for him to make a move, consuming the little energy left in him, isn't it?
One fish, two meals, really black.

In fact, some people really don't have much in mind, they just want to get some wool.

If Lao Wang didn't make a move, how could he pluck the hair from the opponent's body?
It's a pity that he didn't do it.

Let's not talk about the hearts and minds of the two people, Fuzhen in the deep pit fell into a mess.

Before he got up, a huge foot stepped down from above.

"boom--"

The second shock wave raged, making the already messy streets a complete history.

In short, not a single piece of the surrounding area is intact.

The head of the flesh and blood giant was trampled to pieces.

Next, without waiting for the old man to get up, He Zhao showed him what close combat skills are.

It was almost like demonstrating what they had learned in various simulated scenes, one by one, according to the body of the flesh and blood headless giant.

I don’t know how many years he has lived. The old monk who thinks he has a lot of fighting experience is miserable when he is abused. He is like a grandpa with a thick back and a burly waist. He is as thin as a grandson. Continue to receive severe beatings.

Wang Bo, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, twitched his eyelids.

So brutal!

"Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--"

Fuzhen's ankle was grabbed by the ruthless man Zhao, and he swayed back and forth repeatedly. Every time his whole body hit the ground, it would inevitably cause the ground to tremble violently.

After that, the surrounding buildings and people felt small earthquakes from time to time.

"Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--"

With the last smash, the flesh and blood giant exploded.

The old monk was thrown out of it violently, rolling on the potholed ground like a rag doll.

"puff!"

A mouthful of old blood spewed out, more air was taken in and less air was released from the nose.

"call--"

The person surnamed He exhaled a deep breath, exuding a sense of refreshment all over his body, which could be regarded as letting out the bad breath in his chest.

"Fuzhen, let's settle the matter."

"puff--"

Hearing this, the old monk couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Fuck you!
Since the old monk showed up, he hasn't offended you kid.

On the contrary, it was you who first destroyed the sure-kill blow to the head of the family branch of the Bufa Temple, and then successively killed the younger generation of descendants of the Langshan Temple, and took away the Gaba spiritual bone rosary that the old man had always coveted, as well as the magic weapon of the town temple, the Vajra Pestle , and then beat me hard.

Finally, let's make a clean statement?
Get rid of your grandma!

You owe the old monk something, you can pay it off.

Wang Bo: "."

The old chicken thief, who had been staying out of the matter, glanced sympathetically at the old monk who was vomiting blood.

Why are you messing with him?
"puff--"

When the old monk saw the pitiful eyes of a headed family member, he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Since the old man entered the arena, the only thing he did was to glance at him!
Just a glance!
Plus, I really didn't mess with him.

Injustice, too much injustice.

"My surname is Wang, you're a second-hand writer. Wait a minute, I'll have some good fruits for you."

A certain famous Lang Mie was a bit unwilling to get Lao Wang's wool.

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"Rewind."

After venting your anger, you should keep a low profile.

His purpose is the Gabala spiritual bone rosary, there is no need to expose it early because of venting anger.

The world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

The damaged streets and the dead people were restored one after another.

At the anti-theft door, he faced Liu Feng again.

Next, when the brother of Langshan Temple got the rosary of the spiritual bone of Gabala, the famous ruthless man killed the two of them quickly and took away the rosary and the vajra.

The Funiu Mountain and Baoguang Temple gangs who watched this scene were stunned, and immediately put out their intentions of sneaking up on someone who made such a ruthless attack.Anyway, what was taken away was not a golden prayer wheel, so let him go.

On the road, nothing is wrong.

After leaving the Buddhism Exhibition Hall, he immediately opened the eye seal of compassion.

As a result, the monk Fuzhen who was blocking the way didn't show up and left smoothly.

In fact, it's not that the old monk didn't want to make a move, it's just that he was powerless.

The phantom seal actually didn't work, it didn't confuse the stranger who was absconding with the "money".

So, the old guy could only watch helplessly as the spirit bone rosary he coveted and the temple's magical artifacts were swept away.

"Gan!!!"

An angry roar sounded, this time it was the old man's turn to hold his breath.

(End of this chapter)