Infinite Battle

But the iron **** from Jiang Shang's hand is so powerful that even if Shen Mengchen is on the list, he can't resist Jiang Shang's blow.

When he stopped, Shen Mengchen's throat smelled of iron, and scarlet blood began to flow out of the corners of his mouth. This made Shen Mengchen's eyes appear ruthless, raised his head and swiped towards the inn, and then jumped onto the roof of the house, towards the distance. Escape.

But since Jiang Shang had a murderous intent, no one in the world could escape. Shen Mengchen had just walked a few steps on the roof, and an ear-piercing sound came from behind again, even though the iron **** hadn't arrived yet. , But the death crisis that came from above had already irritated Shen Mengchen’s back numb, which made Shen Mengchen understand that he would never be able to take this blow. Life and death were in front of him at this moment, and Shen Mengchen could still take care of the rules of not being able to do things in the city. .

Between the sparks and flints, Shen Mengchen's body instantly sank, and fell towards the house under his feet. The iron **** from behind rubbed his scalp, cutting off the crown of his hair directly. Shen Mengchen only I felt hot and cold on the top of the head, and then a tingling sensation came. The person was in the air and touched the top of the head. What started with was a blood stain. This made Shen Mengchen grateful for his actions. If he slowed down a bit, he would definitely die.

Bang...

As soon as Shen Mengchen landed, he ignored the debris falling on his head, ignored the owner's screams, and directly smashed through several walls in a row, fleeing away in the house owner's hoops.

In the inn, Jiang Shang saw that he hadn't succeeded twice, and he became more certain of the feeling that flashed through his mind just now. Although he didn't know the source of this feeling, he would definitely not be wrong. However, he didn't think about these things carefully at this time. At that time, wait until Shen Mengchen is taken down before thinking about it.

Thinking of this, with a loud noise, the ground of the inn instantly exploded a large pit, and the broken stones that splashed out were like machine-gun bullets, blasting the lobby of the inn into a mess, and Jiang Shang had already shot out. Chased after Shen Mengchen who had fled madly.

Moving fast on the roof, watching Shen Mengchen scurrying around on the street, Jiang Shang's smile rose. Jiang Shang knew what Shen Mengchen's plan was, but he wanted to use the rules of not being able to do things in the city. , To let the master of Sifang City intervene in the two of them, but it is a pity that Jiang Shang has been working for so long, and the City Lord of Sifang City is just as dead, and has never appeared until now. Naturally, there is a reason.

Shen Mengchen fled around. It has been a long time since he saw the extremely fast guard of Sifang City. He had already thought of what was going on. This made Shen Mengchen scold his mother directly in his heart. Quickly, at this moment, the person behind him Shen Mengchen made such a noise, but he didn't see the shaggy city lord coming over.

Looking back, the people in the inn were still hanging behind. It seemed that he was deliberately letting him escape. Although Shen Mengchen didn't know what Jiang Shang's mentality was, he still hoped that the situation in the past would happen very much in his heart. As long as Shen Mengchen encountered danger in the past, he would inevitably be rescued by an expert, or it was a blessing in disguise. At this time, Jiang Shang also gave Shen Mengchen great psychological comfort, and in his heart he pleaded with all kinds of great gods to let a powerful expert come to help. He Shen Mengchen can retreat all over.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what’s going on today. Shen Mengchen fled all the way, but he didn’t see someone helping him. As time went by, the injuries in his body became more and more serious. Shen Mengchen’s face slowly turned pale, and his right hand was placed on his chest as if It can relieve the injuries in the body by one or two. Jiang Shanghang looks at Shen Mengchen, who is getting slower and slower, behind him. This person shouldn't be wrong. I still remember it very clearly.

When he heard the name of this person earlier, an inexplicable induction flashed in Jiang Shang’s heart pointing to Shen Mengchen, and as the fire light in the Qi machine induction approached at this time, Jiang Shang could basically be sure that Shen Mengchen was on the list. Go to the person, not the person with the same name and surname.

After all, it has been mentioned many times in the information recorded on the general ranking list that Shen Mengchen will be helped by masters every time. This is why Jiang Shang has been hanging behind. At this time, there is no other person in the Sifang City. Jiang Shang can’t. The master who responded, Jiang Shang didn't care too much about the possibility of a master, as long as someone came to the rescue, so that Jiang Shang could confirm it.

A figure came from a distance and landed on the roof to block Jiang Shang's way. Then he folded his hands together and announced a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, the donor should stop."

The sound of the Buddha's name made Shen Mengchen, who was gradually desperate in his heart, happy. He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. After seeing the sound, joy appeared on his face. Isn't this person a very famous master of suffering nearby? ?

Seeing this, Shen Mengchen hurriedly stopped, his legs softened and knelt in the direction of the suffering monk, knocked his head several times, and then said with tears.

"I beg the master to help me. This person innocently killed the person staying in the inn. The junior tried his best to escape, but this person still followed all the way and wanted to kill the junior."

Jiang Shang looked at Shen Mengchen, who was crying on the street with great interest. This person is really a thick-skinned person. Although he is not a lie, he has processed it himself. At this time, this picture tells the suffering monk. Jiang Shang's eyes were full of disgust.

When Shen Mengchen saw the changing expression of the suffering monk, he was overjoyed, and understood that the suffering monk had believed in his words of Shen Mengchen, and his chance of escaping tonight was hopeful. Under this situation, Shen Mengchen banged his heads at the suffering monk again. The cry of the mouth was even more powerful, which made the suffering monk look at Shen Mengchen's eyes become compassionate, and he announced a Buddha's name and said to Shen Mengchen.

"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor still invites him to get up. God has the virtue of being good, and the Buddha is the same. The poor monk met today, so naturally he would not stand by and watch."

Shen Mengchen, who knocked his head repeatedly, felt even more joyful in his heart, but he still never showed it on his face. He knocked his head heavily at the suffering monk, and then said to the suffering monk with a grateful face.

"The master is compassionate, and the younger generation is grateful. If they can survive today, the younger generation will set up an eternal shrine for the master in the future."

"The donor doesn't have to be like this, you stand back and let the poor monk meet this person."

Shen Mengchen was overjoyed in his heart, and the joy in his eyes could hardly be concealed, and he quickly lowered his head, folded his hands and bowed to the suffering monk before retreating towards the back.

The suffering monk said, then he looked at Jiang Shang, who had been watching the show next to him, and his body was full of qi, apparently he had planned to act first, and Jiang Shang had a smile on his face, looking at the suffering monk, this monk. I don't know if it is really stupid or fake. Shen Mengchen's nonsense will be believed. I also think that Jiang Shang's action with him for this Shen Mengchen will be an eye-opener for Jiang Shang. There is really no shortage of all kinds of people in this world.

"Master, are you sure you want to get ahead for this person? Maybe he lied to you?"

"Amitabha Buddha, Donor Jiang, it doesn't matter whether this person said it really does not matter. The poor monk came here this time not because of this person. If you kill my Buddhism Jinshui Temple full of gates, you should understand that my Buddhism will not give up, the poor monks have already waited here. For a long time."

"Oh……"

This suffering monk’s words caused Jiang Shang to draw a long voice back. He thought it was Shen Mengchen’s words, which gave the suffering monk the thoughts of getting ahead. At this time, it seems that it is not the case. This Buddhism is really pervasive, and it seems to him It is clear where Shang wants to go. This has to make Jiang Shang sigh that these big gates are really something, whether it is the magic gate or the Buddhist gate at this time, this information transmission seems to have unknown means. generally.

Now that Jiang Shang has determined that the suffering monk is coming to him, he also put away other thoughts in his heart, and began to look carefully at the suffering monk. This suffering monk is about eight or nine feet tall, and his gray cassock is sturdy. The muscles are bulging, not at all like the previous Buddhist masters, more like a rash man, almost comparable to his Jiang Shang's figure, and his face is not bitter, although it is called a miserable monk, But as mentioned above, his face is also full of flesh and blood, and his big eyes are fierce. If he changes his clothes, he is almost comparable to some ruthless people who commit crimes.

When Jiang Shang finished looking, he smiled and said to the suffering monk with a smile.

"The master's dignified face, but you can't see where there is compassion. It is said that it is born from the heart. Is it possible that the compassion in the master's heart has disappeared?"

After Jiang Shang’s words, the suffering monk’s face was extremely ugly. After all, as a Buddhist disciple, you can question his martial arts, but you can’t question the Buddha's mind in his heart. It is not comparable to those who are waiting for leisure, but after all, they didn't know much before they met. At this time, when they met, they would understand what the message conveyed in the sect meant.

"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor is really sharp and sharp, and the poor monk is ashamed. Let's see the true chapter under his hand."

The suffering monk didn’t want to lie in Jiang Shang’s nonsense, but he could only see the real chapter under his hand. However, when the suffering monk said this, Jiang Shang burst into laughter, until the last laugh was almost bent down, slowly. Open up.

"Master, isn't it good to be alive? If you have to come to die, I actually doubt that you will be sent to die if you are not treated in the sect."

"Amitabha."

Suffering monk declared the Buddha's name. Without answering Jiang Shang's words, his arms stretched out, and the gray robes on the suffering monk burst in an instant, exposing the extremely strong muscles and bones of the upper body, and golden lines began to spread on the upper body of the suffering monk, but In a blink of an eye, the suffering monk has become a golden Buddha with golden patterns all over his body.

Jiang Shang was not in a hurry, so he quietly watched the suffering monk gain power. He used to fight for life and death from the beginning. He never used the angle of contempt for others to fight. At this time, as his strength increased, this kind of battle started from the beginning. The feeling of grasping the overall situation is really cool to be honest, just like why those villains like nonsense, although it may give others a chance, this feeling is really cool.

Seeing Jiang Shang embracing his arms, the Suffering Monk just kept looking at himself. Even at this time, his Suffering Monk was in full state, and he did not see Jiang Shang's other actions. This made the Suffering Monk somehow, a namelessness rose in his heart. Fire, after all, has been in the depths of the Wuxu all the year round. Although the mood is particular about this aspect, compared to the monks in Buddhism, the mood of this suffering monk is obviously also polluted by the environment.

"Donor Jiang, the poor monk is offended."

After the suffering monk finished speaking, before Jiang Shang responded, he stepped on the ridge of the roof. This foot lifted the weight lightly and did not cause any loss to the roof ridge under his feet. However, the suffering monk turned into a golden phantom in an instant and turned towards Jiang Shang. Struck.

Suffering monk arrived in a flash, and opened his right hand to hit Jiang Shang’s chest. However, Jiang Shang, who hadn’t seen any movement earlier, caught the suffering monk at a very fast speed when he came to him. The palm of the palm, the feet are even more immobile, and the roof ridge on which he is standing has not even been damaged at all. This is a situation that can only occur when unilateral strength is crushed.

Bang...

There was a muffled sound, and then a wind pressure blew from between the palms of the two of them, and the clothes and hair of the two who were close at hand were flying backwards. The color of horror in the eyes of the suffering monk could not be concealed, and a palm that had been charged for so long , Was completely taken down by this Jiang Daoli palm to palm. Jiang Shang looked at the suffering monk in front of him, without the slightest seriousness on his face.

"Master, your strength seems to be too weak. Do you dare to say that Buddhism didn't come to send you to die? Although you don't know who gave you the information, you should know the old monk Fawu? I can fight against him. Undefeated, your strength is not enough!"

"Uncle Fawu Master? Impossible!!!"

The suffering monk looked incredible, and his hands were even more shocked. He wanted to break free of Jiang Shang’s grasp, but Jiang Shang’s left hand that caught the suffering monk’s right hand was like a pliers at this time. That was something that the suffering monk could shake. The struggling movements of the suffering monk under his smile seemed extremely ridiculous, and there was a burst of bones and muscles, but Jiang Shang stood still on the spot.

"Is there enough trouble? Master, your strength is mixed in the depths of the Wuxu, are you not afraid of being hit by someone below?"

"A madman, there is a good life in God, you will retreat today, and you will have a life left. If you wait for my Buddhist master to come, you will die without a place to be buried."

"It's just like that for Buddhist masters. Next time, you should come here in person and talk about it."

Jiang Shang's face was ruthless, and the left hand that had captured the suffering monk snapped down sharply. The suffering monk's right hand was instantly broken, and the suffering monk was brought to his knees under the powerful force. On the ground, the suffering monk's legs and knees hit the roof ridge with an extremely heavy posture, and a black flash flashed above the roof. With a sound of gold and iron, the roof ridge was unharmed by the impact of the suffering monk.

But the suffering monk was not so lucky. After Jiang Shang used the qi to strengthen the roof, he abruptly resisted the impact of the suffering monk. There was nowhere to vent the powerful force, and all the suffering monks were forcibly endured with his legs. The bones in the knee split a few cracks at this moment, and waves of piercing pain flowed into the heart of the suffering monk, causing his face to become slightly distorted.

Jiang Shang's left hand was still holding the right hand of the suffering monk, and he looked condescendingly at the suffering monk who was kneeling on the ground with a distorted face. He raised a smile and said to the suffering monk with a smile.

"Master, how do you like it? You are accustomed to domineering Buddhism, do you think everyone has to look at your face? It's a pity that your strength is not good, you don't understand the simple truth of walking in the depths of the Wuxu? "

"Monster, you insulted me so much today, and you will die in the hands of my Buddhist masters in the future."

Jiang Shang looked at the suffering monk crookedly. Why are there such a group of people in this Buddhism? If you can't beat it, you can use the sect to suppress you. Although this trick is really easy to use, Jiang Shang doesn't care about it. Others The people in the Nine Provinces really have to consider one or two. If you don’t continue the pursuit, you will not be able to see and deal with it. Of course, Jiang Shang’s strength at this time is not considered to be the peak of this world, but it can be dealt with in full state. At the top of the rankings, it is one thing whether you can beat or not, at least you can make two moves, and with such strength, except for those who can't come out, Jiang Shang really seems to be able to walk sideways.

Although this kind of arrogant appearance is not very good, it can’t stand Jiang Shang like it. As long as those big stars don’t take action, no one can do it. These ordinary mid-level masters are even more like papers under Jiang Shang’s hands. Generally ~www.NovelMTL.com~ is not withstand a single blow, and the seventeen monsters on the list, Jiang Shang is really not afraid to be honest, not being beaten doesn’t mean he can’t escape. Besides, Jiang Shang’s strength follows the black pole. The progress of the Buddha statue is also improving every day at a very small pace. With the accumulation of time, it is only a matter of time before it surpasses the seventeen monsters on the list.

The more you think about it, the more boring. These ordinary masters have already made Jiang Shang unable to find the joy of fighting, and even made Jiang Shang feel a little boring. Now the task can drive Jiang Shang to action. Looking at the suffering monk who is still struggling, Jiang Shang shakes He shook his head and sighed.

"Master, stop struggling, I will send you to bliss."

The suffering monk's eyes widened, and the struggling strength became even stronger. Unfortunately, the black qi on Jiang Shang's left hand was continuously applied from beginning to end, making the suffering monk's struggles useless, Jiang Shang slowed down. Raised his right fist, straightened it slowly, and punched out at a very slow speed, so that the panic appeared in the eyes of the suffering monk who had fallen on his knees. The violent black qi rushed out and flooded the golden light, and then Jiang Shang's right fist quickly accelerated in the horrified eyes of the suffering monk, and exploded the head of the suffering monk with one punch.

Although Jiang Shang deliberately teased these chasing Buddhists, but after thinking about it, it was like that. Anyway, these people sent by the Buddhists were crooked.