"Are you bothered by Dalin Temple?" Tian Guangming asked helplessly.
"Exterminating demons and protecting the Tao, how can you be bothered by the behavior of righteous people?" the fat monk said coldly.
"Have you deceived yourself enough?" Tian Guangming looked at the great monk with disdain.
"If you say something once, it may be wrong. If you say it ten times, it may be wrong. But if you say it a hundred or a thousand times, it will be true." The fat monk sneered, his expression was not good, but what he said made sense.
No one could believe that a ten-year-old child was a threat to righteousness.
He was just coveting the divine veins in the child's hands.
Dalin Temple needs correctness in its actions. They advertise themselves as Buddhist leaders and justice, so the child becomes the son of the devil, and the person who saves the child becomes the ancestor of the devil.
When you tell it for the first time, you may have a lot of doubts, why is this child the son of the devil
When I said it for the tenth time, I began to believe in my heart that this child was the son of the devil. If he didn't get rid of it now, it would be a big disaster in the future.
When you say it a hundred times or a thousand times, this child is a child of the devil in your heart and must be killed, otherwise the world in the future will definitely be in great turmoil because of this child.
Then they will be one of the accomplices!
So kill this kid now!
From lying at the beginning to not killing the child later, he will become the target of condemnation.
This is the brainwashing method of Dalin Temple.
You did the worst thing, but you got the greatest sense of justice and satisfaction in your heart.
Tian Guangming saw through all this, sneered and said: "I'm afraid you don't know, not long ago on Penglai East Road, I held two watermelon knives and killed from south to north, with blood flowing like rivers and corpses everywhere. I You didn’t even blink, just chop, chop, chop, you want to give it a try now?”
The fat monk looked at Tian Guangming and sneered: "You think I don't know, you didn't take the watermelon knife."
Tian Guangming put his hands on his hips and said dissatisfied: "Is it about the watermelon knife now?"
"I killed the forty-nine monks of Dalin Temple before. Do you want to become the fiftieth?" Tian Guangming said coldly.
"What gives you the confidence to say such things in front of a person in the legendary realm?" the fat monk said disdainfully.
"Isn't it because you fought from Penglai East Road to Penglai West Road that gave you the confidence?" The fat monk sneered.
Tian Guangming narrowed his eyes, he was laughing at him.
"Li Wuya, retreat as far as possible." Tian Guangming said with a cold face.
Li Wuya was very obedient, turned around and ran away.
The fat monk looked in his eyes and didn't take Li Wuya seriously at all. He was just a kid who was pioneering the wasteland. He could be caught at any time when he killed Tian Guangming.
It's as easy as an eagle catching a chicken.
"Now I will let you know what confidence I have." When Tian Guangming saw Li Wuya gone, he immediately went into a murderous rage.
boom!
A terrifying aura erupted without warning, and Tian Guangming struck up with his white fist. Even if he faced the legendary realm, he was not afraid.
when!
But the fist hitting the opponent was like striking iron, knocking Tian Guangming away. He stomped on the ground with a bang, and the ground floor with a radius of 100 meters was full of cracks like a spider web.
"Is this all your confidence?" The fat monk looked at Tian Guangming and couldn't help but sneer.
"You can't even hurt my skin, but you are so arrogant. The legendary realm is far beyond what a human fairy like you can despise." The fat monk said coldly.
"The attack just now was just a test. What are you proud of?" Tian Guangming stood steadily and said calmly.
"You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I want to see if you have any other methods?" the fat monk said sarcastically.
"Then let's try my [Guangming Divine Fist]." Tian Guangming moved forward at a very fast speed, came to the fat monk, and then suppressed him with a fierce punch.
Boom!
This attack was performed by Tian Guangming with all his strength.
He took a deep breath, like a storm spring, absorbing spiritual energy from all directions, flowing through his body, and finally bursting out with this punch.
when!
With this blow, Tian Guangming hit the fat monk's chest.
The fat monk's expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "Golden body for body protection!"
Boom!
A tall golden body of Buddha appeared and resisted Tian Guangming's attack.
Tian Guangming's expression remained unchanged, and he punched again with his backhand.
boom!
With this punch, Tian Guangming completely let go of his restraints and unleashed the biggest move of the [God of Light Fist].
[Great Bright Fist]
Boom!
The endless brilliance of the sun seemed to flow down like lava, and like thousands of waterfalls falling down. It was extremely terrifying, and the bright light of the sky turned into a scorching sun at this moment.
The magic energy in his body was roaring and vibrating, just like the Yellow River bursting its banks and flowing thousands of miles away. Anyone who resisted the torrent would be drowned in an instant.
Wisps of rays of divine light appeared around Tian Guangming's body. Every ray of divine light here could shatter mountains and rivers and collapse river embankments.
This is a monstrous amount of magical power, extremely terrifying. Every ray of divine light from the sun pierces through the void, like thousands of rivers of divine power flowing.
Everything was gathered in Tian Guangming's punch.
Smash it out hard!
Click!
At this moment, a crack appeared in the Buddha's golden body.
Tian Guangming was overjoyed and continued to attack without hesitation. His fists fell like rain and he attacked quickly.
Bang bang bang bang!
The fat monk's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Tian Guangming to be so powerful. This power no longer belongs to the realm of human immortals. It seems to surpass the realm of human immortals and reach the extraordinary realm.
For a moment, the fat monk was suppressed by Tian Guangming's desperate fighting style and could only defend passively. Resist Tian Guangming's fist.
But how can passive defense be as refreshing as active attack
Tian Guangming is completely undefensive, confronts you head-on, exchanges injuries for injuries, and is a violent mess.
The question is how could the fat monk exchange injuries with him
He is in the legendary realm, and Tian Guangming's momentum is only short-lived. When this momentum passes, the fat monk will have many ways to deal with him.
Bang bang bang!
Tian Guangming threw ten punches, eight of which were blocked by the fat monk, and two of which landed on Jin.
Click!
With every punch, there is an additional crack in the golden body, which cannot be repaired.
The divine light in Tian Guangming's eyes became more and more blazing, extremely bright. He stamped his foot hard, rotated his body, and punched one hundred and eight times in an instant.
These one hundred and eight punches made the fat monk dizzy. He couldn't resist for a while, and most of them fell on Jin.
Click, click, click!
The cracks in the golden body are getting bigger and bigger, like a delicate tile that was broken and then repaired.
The last punch!
"Break it for me!!!" Tian Guangming roared loudly, all the mana and energy in his body gathered together.
Boom!
Ten thousand waterfalls of divine power, a vast expanse of white, shocking people, all fell down and turned into the punch of Tian Guangming.
boom!
"Block!!!" When this punch came out, the fat monk's face changed drastically and he tried his best to resist.
Click!
He resisted, but a huge impact exploded from his body, shattering the golden body into pieces.
puff!
The fat monk spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his golden body was gone. He stared at Tian Guangming with gloomy eyes, wishing he could eat Tian Guangming alive.
"You're out of strength now, can't you fight?" The fat monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, with bloodthirsty eyes. He looked like a monk, even more like a demon than a demon.
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