Micro-realm!
Or a martial arts master?
Wang Xuan was a little surprised.
Martial arts is a painstaking effort, hard work and understanding. Most people have a difficult life.
Once a monk is refined, most of the occult arts and implements are better for the enemy to fly a sword and cut the enemy in a hundred miles. Few people study martial arts again.
It’s very rare for this monk to refine his mind and refine his boxing skills.
No wonder you dare to be a military monk in melee.
"Come on!"
Wang Xuan’s left fist roared out like a javelin without hiding or flashing.
The monk smiled at the corner of his mouth and flicked his fingers. Suddenly a poisonous needle appeared with a faint green light flashing …
The flowers are floating and the poisonous needles are hidden!
Wang Xuan a cold hum right hand at the same time a shake party day painting ji behind around a corner from the left axillary shot out …
Youlong kills with empty fists and real guns!
The monk looks brave, but in fact, it’s a loss. I don’t know how many martial arts masters I’ve cheated, but I didn’t think Wang Xuan’s heavy eyebrows were no better.
Ah!
With a piercing scream, half an arm flew out
After all, it was an inch long and an inch strong. Although the monk tried to avoid it, he was seriously injured.
But this monk is also fierce. After being injured, he doesn’t retreat into his left hand and suddenly slaps his hand.
Wang Xuan shook his right arm with his fist at the same time.
Boom
Fist-palm intersection air billow burst
Wang Xuan took a step back, while the monk’s left arm was shattered and whirled out of the snow, dragging out long traces.
However, Wang Xuan didn’t pursue it but looked at his right fist with a slight frown.
The skin color is dark and there is a slight sting.
At the same time, the evil wind roared around, with long hair and clothes exposed, and the spectre was hovering back and forth and groaning in temptation.
"Ha ha ha ….."
The monk turned over and a full face of lost face Owlman smile "pour! Down! "
Wang Xuan looked coldly.
The mysterious evil spirit of the lunar calendar runs in golden light, and the black foul-smelling poisonous fog overflows around, and the spectre is screaming and risking white smoke to dissipate.
"impossible!"
The monk’s face was unbelievable.
A member of the rear looks like a refined god. He seems to have thought of something. "Idiot, he is with Bing Wang Xuan …"
The words sound just fell and I saw Wang Xuan with a wave of his hand, flying out of five golden pills, and in the middle, Peng Peng, Peng Hua, the shining golden god.
Boom
In an instant, the whole yard was raging.
Wang Xuan has other important things to play with when he has no time.
"Sow beans and make a soldier …"
The Montenegrins’ face suddenly changed. The master and another Taoist immediately took out a black statue from their arms.
Pinch method formula body disappeared in an instant.
Enchantment? !
Wang Xuan’s face finally changed slightly. These people can use the statue of Baal to cast magic. Obviously, they have combined the evil worship and deification of Baal.
The speed is not weaker than the "Earth Hidden Symbol" of Taiyi religion.
The monk also clenched his teeth and forced the statue in his arms to jump out, but after all, he was a step slow and was dragged away by two gods.
It is obvious that there is no statue left for the general believers to be crushed to death by the God on the spot, and then they kneel down and dare not resist.
"Thank you for your benefactor Wang …"
The old monk holding the mord finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after pulling up the mord multiplier, he almost fell to the ground, and the speed was visible to the naked eye.
There are many spots on the face.
And there was a dead silence …
Wang Xuan shook his head slightly. The old monk had already suffered from blood failure and now he is overdrawn. I’m afraid he won’t live for three days.
"Hui Yuan Jackson …"
Chen Qiong hurriedly stepped forward to help sink a way: "Will these remnants of Montenegro raid Kotokuin?"
"I don’t know either."
