Doomsday Rise

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Has the white lunatic who killed Yujianmen strong and didn't put the emissary of Huangfu Dynasty in his eyes again? The people around them held their breath and looked at the loudspeaker. Who is it? Let the white madman be so careful.

The big horn is one of the many items in the amusement park. Sitting on a kayak uses the inertia of the water to spin up and down in a horn-shaped container, which is similar to a roller coaster.

There was no water flow on the big horn for a long time, and the container that had not been maintained for a long time was stained with rust. A cringing middle-aged man got out of the horn, his eyes didn’t dare to touch the white lunatic, and he tremblingly said: "I have nothing. did not do!"

"It turned out to be an egg!" The gecko quietly climbed a few steps forward, slightly squinting his eyes to see the difference between the middle-aged man, and finally found nothing.

"Is there someone else?" Black Bat wondered, his sensing ability was the best among everyone, but he didn't notice any threat to the middle-aged man.

"There is no one in the big horn!" The Flame Bird looked at the boss, but saw that the boss had deep brows, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The people around kept quiet, but in my heart they believed that middle-aged men were not what the white lunatics were looking for. Middle-aged men were too common. Although the silver level strength was not weak, they would obviously not be regarded by the white lunatics.

"What have you done, you know it, and I know it too." The white madman left a trail of afterimages on the spot. The real body had reached the middle-aged man. His fist hit the middle-aged man's head. Sounded.

The imaginary sound of a broken head did not sound. Everyone was surprised to find that the middle-aged man had avoided the white madman's thunder strike, his steps were magical, appeared on the side of the white madman, and pointed out.

"One finger Zen!" The knowledgeable master blurted out.

The middle-aged man seemed to point at random, but the white madman was unavoidable and could only insist on it. However, this was already within his calculation range, and the left fist that was ready to go burst out.

boom!

The sound was thunderous, and an overwhelming force surged over. Just as the white madman was about to resist, the force suddenly condensed into a single wave and turned into an awl. His defense was torn apart, his expression changed, he retreated three steps in a row, and he was dangerously suppressed. This terrible power.

"How do you see me

Come, I think it's a good pretend. "The middle-aged man showed an expression of admiration. One-finger Zen, as the signature martial arts of the Great Leiyin Temple, is absolutely extraordinary. Ordinary monks can defeat the strong with the weak before they have practiced at home. In the shot, there is no trace of firework. The white lunatic can take a move, just take three steps back, without any loss, really is a martial arts genius.

"Are there any weak people who can come here?" The madman white said indifferently, slowly stepping forward, his aura rising, his whole body seemed to be tall and boundless.

"Only by this?" The middle-aged man shook his head with a dignified look in his eyes. "To suppress strength, this is an ordinary disguise technique. Many people around him are the same as himself. If silver rank strength is a flaw, don't you? May see me through!"

"You are indeed very powerful. It is not me who sees you through." The white madman's voice fell, and his fist struck out like a flash of lightning, fast to the extreme.

"Strong Vajra Palm!" The middle-aged man suddenly disappeared, replaced by a golden light, shining in all directions, and in an instant, the sky was dyed white gold.

The light was dazzling, and the terrible collision sounded.

Boom

The surrounding masters opened their eyes and looked at the two sides in shock, evenly sharing!

The two retreated six steps each, and there was a gap in the middle that was tens of meters deep. Not far away, the several-ton roller coaster was traversed by seven or eight meters. Within tens of meters of the two of them, everything was leveled.

Who is this middle-aged man? Doubts arose in the hearts of the masters. The white lunatic was well-known. One of the five army commanders of the Ping An army, killing high-level zombies like slaughtering chickens and dogs, basically never defeated the evolutionary. This poor-looking middle-aged man can even tie the white madman. Are there so many masters in this world?

"What is the relationship between you and Da Leiyin Temple?" Silently, Liu Wei'an appeared behind the middle-aged man.

"Da Leiyin Temple?" The middle-aged man showed a look of memory, "I remember, that's where I played." When he turned around, he pointed out suddenly.

Void is silent, but there is fluctuation.

"Qingxinzhi!" An exclamation came from the corner.

Bo!

The two stock indexes intersected, a few cracks appeared in the space, and the blink returned to normal.

"Liu Wei'an!" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes. He is the strongest genius of Da Leiyin Temple in the past 100 years. Any martial arts learned by him can easily become a learned one. It takes decades or even hundreds of years for others to become successful, and he will become successful in a few years. Wenxinzhi is one of his deepest martial arts. He thought he could easily kill Liu Wei'an, but the last time he was wounded. However, in this fight, he found that Liu Weian’s knowledge of Wenxinzhi was not under him. How could he not let him? Is he shocked?

Liu Wei'an had a clear view of the process of getting the questioning finger. In such a short period of time, he could actually practice the questioning finger to such a level, which gave him a new understanding of the word genius.

"One finger Zen, strong vajra palm, and heart finger. Each door is the secret of the Great Leiyin Temple. Are you from the precepts, the Luohantang, or the Fumodian?" Liu Weian looked up and down. A young man, this person is not as silent as the monks in the Arhat Hall, perhaps because of disdain, but the degree of mighty is more than that. The terrible thing is that this person is not old, but his skill is better than the dead. The monks in Arhat Hall are even more advanced, I don't know how they got it.

"I'm neither the precepts college nor the Arhat Hall, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is not from the Temple of the Demon." The middle-aged man squinted at Liu Wei'an, "Sometimes, I really doubt which old guy you are. Rebirth, otherwise, how do you get this skill?"

"The world is so big that you can't imagine it." Liu Wei'an said lightly, "Let me see what you really are."

"This can also be seen. Needless to say, you are the one who saw me?" The middle-aged man laughed, his body changed, his thin body swelled, and he became a strong man in 185, his face changed. After a change, a twist, a person completely changed. The face is sharp, the eyes are deep, the nose is hooked, and the eyebrows are thick, making the first impression of the whole person extremely firm and full of masculine charm.

"You are not a monk!" Liu Wei'an looked surprised.

"My name is Sakyamuni Xuanzang!" The man said proudly, his voice like a peerless soldier, with a sharp texture. Liu Wei'an discovered for the first time that a person's name and person are so matched.

It seems that this person should be born with this name, and this name is only worthy of this person.

Sakyamuni Xuanzang!