But judging from the current situation of the war.

Obviously, Du'er was at a disadvantage.

The opponent's long-range attack is not only swift and abnormal.

And this Abe Jin Sri Deshen is also a top-notch existence.

Du'er tried to get close to many places several times, but was pulled apart one by one.

Below the ring, Lin Mo, who was watching the battle, frowned involuntarily.

This Abe Jinsiri's offense can fail countless times.

But there is only one chance for Duer to dodge a mistake.

The sharp sickle is shining a dense green light, as long as it is scratched a little bit by it, Duer may have to lose.

At this time, Lin Mo was even ready to rescue him at any time.

If it weren't for the word "quiet" of the bitter sage monk.

His Lin Mo is likely to sink in the illusion yesterday.

And just as his nervous observer was on the ring.

A figure walked slowly beside him.

"Brother Lin, what a coincidence."

As the voice fell.

Lin Mo also turned his eyes, and the person here was Li Jiange.

Compared to yesterday, although it was a little downright, it was full of hostility.

See you again today.

Li Jiange has overhauled the edges, black belts and hair, gray clothes and a handsome face.

At this time, not only did he have a little more heroic aura, but that terrifying sword aura was also contained in it.

If he was a butcher yesterday, then today he has transformed into a modest gentleman.

"Brother Li, I didn't expect you to participate in the Wumeng schedule."

With Lin Mo's hello.

Li Jiange nodded in return.

Of course, he naturally saw Lin Mo's nervousness.

"Don't be so nervous.

It is impossible for Buddhist monks to have this strength. "

Seeing Lin Mo's inquisitive gaze.

Li Jiange smiled faintly, and then began to explain.

"This crossing seems to be at a loss for being forced by the opponent.

But he never used it from beginning to end, the 72 stunts of Buddhism.

Even the body law has not been revealed. "

Following his explanation.

Lin Mo suddenly realized.

Yes, care is messy.

Although the younger brother Du Ji specializes in medicine.

But it is also super powerful.

Among the seventy-two stunts, she is even more proficient in her body skills.

As his senior brother and a monk, how could this be weak and sick.

Thought of this.

Lin Mo's nervousness gradually relaxed.

As for the crossing on the ring, it was exactly what they thought.

After several dodges, he roughly grasped the opponent's strength.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is rude."

Shenfa, six elephants!

Following Du'er's waist sank.

There was a sudden gust of wind in the entire martial arts stage.

In the next second, he directly lifted his leg and stepped forward.

Unlike other people, the body is soft and elegant.

At this time, Du'er was like a giant elephant.

Every heavy step is taken.

There will be a tremor throughout the martial arts stage.

The most terrifying thing is that even under this tremendous power, his speed is also bizarre.

At this time, Abe Jinsiri's face instantly reappeared.

It seemed that there was no human in front of him, but a galloping tank.

"This is your own death."

Seeing the other party rushing towards him.

Abe Jinsiri did not dodge either.

Shake your hands quickly.

And the two scythes were like propellers, spinning like crazy.

Just the gang wind formed by the rotation has already left a lot of hums on the King Kong Rock.

Wait until he is finished.

The two scythes flew out like a bullet at the same time.

But this time his gaze was directed at Du'er's eyes.

Originally, the two sides approached at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, it was too late for Du'e to dodge.

He didn't do any dodge at all.

Abruptly rammed into the sharp twin sickles that came flying fast.

Such a scene scared the audience directly to cover their eyes. JrNovels.com