Konoha No Susa

Qingfeng watched the two bald-headed monks chattering, unable to get in the conversation at all, looked at Di Lu in a daze, and his tone was quite loud, without ninjutsu, Qingfeng was not sure about taking down the fat-headed and big-eared monk.

The little monk turned his gaze to Qingfeng's place: "This is the grievance of our Temple of Fire, please don't interfere with the benefactor."

"Absolutely not meddling", I still didn't say the previous two words "next time" in my heart.

"Looking for death, you dare to be distracted when fighting me [-]

Zhongming's obese body didn't affect his speed at all, he was really moving like a rabbit, and the Kunai in his hand ruthlessly pierced towards the ground.

Seeing such a flexible fat man, Qingfeng really wondered if he knew Dashewan?Are you sure it's not soft surgery?

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Chapter 130 My "talent of the fairy clan" has surpassed you (please order in full)

Checked the bounty again.

"A monk who commits all kinds of crimes will receive a bounty of 1000 million taels."

Whether he colluded with Uncle Snake or not, the money is Qingfeng's decision.

This kind of small treasury that walks, if God does not take it, he will be blamed instead. Qingfeng is ready to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

This money is like picking up for nothing.

"Come to welcome Thousand Hands Kill"

Di Lu had already made preparations, just to prevent this uncle who didn't talk about martial arts from sneaking in.

Avalokitesvara from behind slapped Kunai away with one palm, and then slapped Zhongming's fat belly with another palm, sending him flying directly.

"As expected of the genius of the Temple of Fire, he has already mastered the talent of the fairy clan at such a young age, but the result is still the same."

Zhongming stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened, and patted the dust on his stomach that didn't exist. The murderous intent on his body had been undisguised, and he was at a disadvantage at the hands of a junior. Everyone here will die tonight.

At this moment, he doesn't look like a monk, but like a ghost who escaped from hell.

"Come to welcome Thousand Hands Kill"

Head-to-head head-on, his immortal talent has never been afraid of anyone, let alone just a junior in front of him, directly defeating him head-on.

The fists condensed by golden chakra collided wildly.

The sound of ping-pong was deafening.

Qingfeng was a little worried and moved away a little bit, watching the big trees beside him being swayed wildly by the strong wind that collided with each other, and the turf on the ground had already been lifted up.

The bonfire of roasting rabbits did not escape, and messy flames were blowing everywhere. In order not to cause a fire, Qingfeng turned into a firefighter and frantically put out the fire.

There are only two monks, one has been rampant for a long time, and the other is full of non-killing. It never occurred to him that if the forest catches fire, how many small animals will be roasted.

It must be much more small animals than Qingfeng roasted in a lifetime.

The dark clouds in the sky drifted away in good time, and the deserted moonlight illuminated the battle scene.

With one palm and one punch, no one can be hurt temporarily. Qingfeng, who has been watching the battle silently, has already seen that the "Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara" condensed by the earth and land is not as solid as Zhongming porcelain.

This big bald head still has some strength.

As the battle intensified, fine sweat oozed from Di Lu's shiny forehead, and the "Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara" behind him dimmed a little.

Such a high-intensity battle for a long time puts a lot of pressure on him now. Fortunately, he ate two rabbit legs from Qingfeng at night, otherwise he was just a little weak, and now he has been defeated.

I thought secretly in my heart: "When the meeting is over, I still have to thank the masked man again. It really helped a lot."

Both sides are now consuming a huge amount of chakra every minute and every second. Whoever runs out of chakra first will lose.

"You can't hold on anymore, can you? After you die, I will do what I say, and I will send your head to the gate of the Temple of Fire in person."

The fat on Zhongming's body trembled, and he was also under a lot of pressure.

The killing intent in his heart is even stronger. This little genius has exceeded his expectations. For the time being, he can still suppress him with decades of practice. When he grows to 17 years old, he will definitely lose. Now he has the opportunity to kill him. he.

Now Lu Lu doesn't dare to be distracted and speaks at all, and maintains the "Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara" with all his strength. If he is not careful, he will be found, but the chakra in his body is really running out.

If this continues, you will lose sooner or later.

Lu Lu couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and his fists became disorganized.

"Little Martial Nephew, it seems that you know the gap. It's too late to worry now. When you never overestimate your strength and appear in front of me, this ending is doomed."

"The next game is not only victory or defeat, but also life and death."

Dilu has always been a kind person. Since elementary school, he has been "keeping kind thoughts, practicing good deeds, and forming good relationships". In his eyes, Qingfeng is a good relationship that meets him by chance. In an instant, what Qingfeng said just now came to mind.

"The current ninja world is not a ninja world full of understanding, tolerance and peace. With this kind of thinking, you will definitely not be able to survive in the ninja world. Knowing "kind eyebrows and kind eyes" must also be "angry King Kong""

In an instant, the little monk suddenly realized that "a Bodhisattva with a kind face and kind eyes sometimes gets angry."

The "Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara" behind him began to be slowly stained with a layer of blood red, and the originally benevolent Avalokitesvara also turned into a vajra with angry eyes.

Zhongming's face was full of disbelief: "How is it possible? How did you do it?"

The palm waved by Avalokitesvara from behind was directly interrupted by the red King Ming behind Di Lu, and it could not be recovered.

"Nothing is impossible, my immortal talent has surpassed yours, uncle, let's go on the road with peace of mind."

As the radiant Bodhisattva statue behind Zhongming could no longer condense his Chakra fist, it was finally scattered by a slap, and this time Zhongming flew upside down.