"I respect your age and call you senior. However, judging from your words and deeds, it seems that you are not worthy of the title of 'senior'." Liu Wei'an said slowly.
"Boy, do you know how to write the word 'death'?" The fair-wine monk's smile disappeared.
"I was about to ask for advice!" Liu Wei'an made a gesture of invitation.
"I am so angry!" The fair-weather monk was angry. It had been many years, but no one dared to let him take action first. The young man in front of him really didn't know how high the sky was. He straightened his shoulders and suddenly appeared in front of Liu Wei'an.
"Back to the mountain!"
The surrounding evolvers were all shocked. The meat-and-wine monk disappeared and was replaced by a mountain, huge and boundless, stretching across the universe. Breathing was not smooth, and the chest felt extremely uncomfortable. They were so far apart and so uncomfortable. The pressure Liu Wei'an endured when facing the confrontation must be unimaginable.
"Don't you call yourself 'Sajia'?" Liu Wei'an's eyes didn't even change as he punched out his right fist as fast as lightning.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
Buzz——
Liu Wei'an's fist collided with the shoulder of the wine-meat monk. The scene was still at this moment, with ripples rippling in circles. Wherever it passed, the nearby intermediate zombies turned into blood mist, and the high-level zombies were thrown behind as if struck by lightning. Flying out, further away, houses and buildings were reduced to powder inch by inch.
In the blink of an eye, the fair-weather monk attacked twelve times in a row, each time with more force than the last. Liu Wei'an responded to all changes with only one punch.
Snapped--
The two separated, Liu Wei'an's expression remained unchanged, and the flush on the fair-weather monk's face flashed away. All the experts present were shocked, especially the witch Hongchan and Xiaoxiao girl, who knew the fair-weather monk, their eyes were extremely solemn.
The wine-meat monk is an old monster who is a generation older than their master. Their master is very afraid of the wine-meat monk. But now, the head-on confrontation between the wine-meat monk and Liu Wei'an has not only failed to take advantage, but has suffered a loss. Speaking out No one believed it. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, both of them had a ridiculous feeling. How old was Liu Wei'an?
"Great Judgment Fist!" The fair-weather monk's face was extremely ugly. He glared at Liu Wei'an and shouted sternly: "Who are you, old madman? What is your relationship with the old madman?"
"Senior, you have too many things to worry about, watch the boxing!" Liu Wei'an took a step forward, and a ball of silver light bloomed, like a scorching sun, and the breath of judgment from heaven and earth overflowed. Not to mention the nearby evolvers, they were zombies They all showed fearful expressions.
"Boy crazy
Delusion! "The fair-weather monk was furious, and no one knew where he moved. The red cassock on his body suddenly swelled, and with a roar, it swelled up against the wind, covering the sky and the sun in an instant. In an instant, everyone felt that the heaven and earth had disappeared, replaced by a In the bloody space, the ground was burning with flames, and the sky was raining blood.
"Have a taste of Sajia's earthly purgatory1" The meat-and-wine monk laughed.
The light on Liu Wei'an's fist quickly dimmed. When the fist reached in front of the meat-wine monk, it had already lost three levels of power and was easily blocked by the meat-wine monk.
"How old is Senior this year?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"What do you mean?" The fair-weather monk's smile froze. For some reason, seeing Liu Wei'an's calm expression, he was very angry, and at the same time he felt something was wrong in his heart.
"I have killed many people, and you are one of the more powerful people I have ever met. If we count 10 people, you can barely rank last. You can actually reduce the power of the 'Great Judgment Fist', which is beyond my expectation." ." Liu Wei'an said.
"Bullshit, you are young and know what it means to be powerful." The fair-weather monk said angrily.
"I wonder if the golden people of the golden clan are considered powerful in the eyes of the seniors?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"This is a clan cursed by God, not human beings." The meat-and-wine monk's breath was stagnant.
"Where's the ghost doctor?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"If you practice with the Bamboo Bamboo, you will be trapped by the Babel Bamboo all your life and have no future!" The fair-weather monk pretended to be disdainful, but the fear in his eyes could not be faked.
"What about those with double pupils?" Liu Wei'an asked again.
"Have you ever seen a man with double eyes? Is he born again?" The fair-wine monk's eyes shrank.
"There are benefits to living a long life. You get to know more people. There is an old man who guards the bodhi tree and is respected as the Earth Immortal by everyone. He is probably more familiar to his predecessors than his predecessors." Liu Wei'an said.
"Know!" the fair-weather monk snorted.
"How does it compare to the seniors?" Liu Wei'an asked with a smile.
The fair-weather monk stopped talking.
"There is a Taoist priest who is playing chess with the Earthly Immortal. I don't need to name him. You can already guess who it is compared to the seniors, right?" Liu Wei'an took his time.
"The old bastard is not dead yet!" The fair-weather monk's face looked ugly.
"There is a person who is holding a bamboo sword and killing enemies thousands of miles away. Seniors should be familiar with it, right? With the style of seniors, this person should have caused trouble for seniors a lot." Liu Wei'an said.
The fair-weather monk's expression became even more ugly, and he stared at Liu Wei fiercely.
Ann, as if to kill someone.
"There is another person whose weapon is a wooden sword——" Liu Wei'an said.
"Stop talking!" The fair-weather monk said coldly with fierce eyes, "Do you think that you have met a few people to prove your greatness? I have killed more people in my life than you have ever seen."
"No, I just want to tell you that you are very good!" Liu Wei'an said.
"You have successfully angered me!" The fair-weather monk said without any emotion in his tone.
"Senior, to be honest, I admire you for living so long, but it's obvious that you've been living like a dog for a long time." Liu Wei'an said seriously.
"I won't let you die so easily!" The fair-weather monk suddenly approached. This time, Liu Wei'an didn't give him a chance.
"Soul Soul!"
The body of the meat-and-wine monk paused for a moment, and a cold smile overflowed from the corner of Liu Wei'an's mouth, and he said word by word: "Black-Dark-Emperor-Sutra!"
Absolute darkness overflowed, squeezing out the blood-red world in an instant, and a silver scorching sun broke through the void and came like a meteor.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
boom--
The fair-weather monk couldn't believe it and saw that he was taken a step back. He was shocked and angry, and shouted: "Blood Buddha's Hand!"
The light on Liu Wei'an's fist became brighter and brighter, and he could faintly see the shadow of the divine thunder surrounding him.
Boom——
The fair-weather monk takes another step back.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
"Great Judgment Fist!"
"The Great Judgment Fist"
…
Liu Wei'an punched eight times in a row, and the fair-weather monk took eight steps back. His face turned purple, and his eyes were angry: "How can you know the secret skill of "Da Leiyin Temple"? You and "Da Leiyin Temple" are the same." What does it have to do with it?" On his right chest, close to his heart, there was a finger hole, and blood was pouring out.
The fair-weather monk can no longer understand Liu Wei'an. He knows so many people and can still listen to other people's stories. After all, those people Liu Wei'an talks about have endless legends in the world, but 'Ask the Heart' It's different. This is a unique skill of "Da Leiyin Temple" and is not known to outsiders. Even if he is a disciple of "Da Leiyin Temple", not everyone can learn from it. Liu Wei'an clearly has no gradient, and Liu Wei'an does not have the aura of Buddhism in him.
It is absolutely impossible to pass on the unique knowledge of "Da Leiyin Temple" to a lay disciple.
"Who am I, you ask?" Liu Wei'an chuckled, "I won't tell you!"
