I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

On Dao Pavilion Shang Lin Meng saw this scene, but reluctantly shook his head and sighed:

"Jin Chan is defeated..."

Not only loses, but also loses miserably.

Lin Meng could see the result of the battle from Fang Bai's fist and fist posture.

Although the hand that Jin Chan used for entrusting the heavens was one of the top knack in Buddhism, it was of the same level as the previous five-finger seal of the mountain and had some legends about the saint, but it was still not as good as the punch of the white.

According to rumors, hundreds of thousands of years ago, a huge flint fell from the sky to the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and a group of masters of the gods and profound spirits had nothing to do. The huge flint held it firmly and threw it back into the starry sky.New 81 Chinese website update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

The origin of this hand holding the sky is the same as the origin of the five-finger seal of the mountain, but it’s a pity...Even if the martial arts are strong, it depends on who uses it. Jin Chan will never reach the level of a Buddhist saint..

And that Fang Bai's punch... As Lin Meng knew, only one of the eight ultimate martial arts of Ba Ji Jin was to make a fist in the square.

This move is also the strongest one of the eight extreme martial arts of Bajijin, called Fang Cunbang!

This technique has been handed down for a long time, but the whole world is not the complete Fang Cunbeng. The true and complete Fang Cunbeng only exists in the inheritance of Bajijin and the major sacred places. It is the first generation of the Lord of the God of War. The optimized Fang Cun Beng is also one of the most commonly used martial arts used by the ancestors of Beng Tian in the record, and the reputation of Beng Tian with a punch is also derived from this trick.

How strong is the martial arts that can make a supreme saint love?That is the number one existence in all the martial arts of the saints, how can Jin Chan use only half of the martial arts of the saints can match?

On the ring, Fang Bai's punch was firmly hit in the giant palm supported by Jin Chan. The giant palm was instantly shattered, and the punch was hitting the palm of Jin Chan's holding hands again. Wrist.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the ring, and there was a sway around the ring. The hard ring was instantly torn apart. Jin Chan was slammed into the ground by Fang Bai's fist, half of his body was buried in it.

The powerful force not only completely destroyed the arena, but also several cracks were shaken on the surrounding ring-shaped brass stands. The damage was even more shocking than the damage caused by Lin Meng and Lu Hua during the battle. !

Everyone in the stands exclaimed, how could they not think that Fang Bai's slender, slender, and possibly even a little thin body contained such terrifying power!

The supernatural power master on the Lundao Pavilion stood up instantly, stared at Fang Bai on the ring below, and exclaimed in shock: First release

"This is Fang Cunbeng! The real Fang Cunbeng! Who is he! And from which holy place did he come out!"

The golden cicada on the ring was broken by Fang Bai’s fist. The right arm he held up was bloodshot and clapped at the moment Fang Bai’s punch was hit. The blood flowed from the countless pores on the arm like a fountain. Eject small blood lines.

The sound of broken bones sounded instantly, followed by a sound of cracking porcelain, and the protective layer formed by the golden paint on Jin Chan's body also cracked countless fine cracks under this fist and covered his whole body.

"I surrender!"

Jin Chan's face was extremely painful, and he shouted with his last strength, and then suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood. The arm that was originally raised and the entire upper body fell soft and weak, and fainted.

The old monk Shentong jumped from the top of the Lundao Pavilion to the top of the ring for the first time. Before he could see the winner Fang Bai, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the fainted Jin Chan from the soil, and another flashed back to bring it back. On the Road Pavilion.

Taking a step forward without Zen tacit understanding, he used his outstanding spiritual attainments to probe Jin Chan's body inside and out with the spirit sense, but his brows wrinkled and tightened, and his complexion grew darker.

"The bones in the right arm are almost broken into powder, the spine and sternum are broken into several pieces, and the meridians and internal organs in the body are nearly 90% damaged! This kind of injury cannot be saved with Xiaohui Tiandan!"

Wu Chan opened his eyes and said the results of the investigation. The little monk Zhengjue sat paralyzed after hearing the words, and muttered a little absent-mindedly:

"How is it possible... how is it possible? He only uses three techniques to hurt his senior who is a strength practice... how is it possible?"

Enlightenment, who was confident that Fang Baituo would lose, could not accept this result at this time.

The old monk Shentong also had a solemn expression. With a wave of his big hand, he took out a dark brown pill the size of a baby's fist and gave it to the fainted Jin Chan, and used his own powerful qi to stimulate the medicinal power to speed up the healing of the wounds, saying boldly :

"Don’t be afraid! Little Huitian Pill cannot be saved, but there is also Great Huitian Pill. We in the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas do not lack the Big Huitian Pill! Even if the Great Heaven Pill cannot be saved, he can continue his life. Even if the real sacred pill returns to heaven, it is not without it!"

This is the foundation of the Buddhist holy land that has been passed down for millions of years!

What the talented master of supernatural powers fed Jin Chan to take was the big Huitian Pill that everyone's eyes are hot and priceless, which can make the regenerative medicine of severed limbs more effective than the small Huitian Pill!

There was a young man dressed as a scholar on the ring-shaped stand. After a moment of stunner, his eyes burst into excitement, and he muttered:

"This is a myth! The birth of the myth I witnessed! Now the young generation in the rivers and lakes has a third myth! No way, no way, I must write it down!"

Having said that, the scholar took out a carving knife and a bamboo tube to portray, and recorded the battle between Fang Bai and Jin Chan in a memory.

After this scholar, many people on the ring stands came back to their senses, all overjoyed. They all witnessed the birth of a myth.

Now the younger generation in the arena has three myths!

Ling Tian spear fairy Bai Ling Xu single-shot the mad demon Tu Xueyue, the sword of the five mountains and the Anyang imperial realm with one sword, and kills the god Fang Bai uses three methods to hit the hard against the hard and hard. Faint!

Each of the three myths represents a real son of a genius who is surpassing thousands of genius masters!Each paragraph represents a super master who will stand at the pinnacle of the whole world in the future and look down on sentient beings at the end of martial arts!

What a blessing to witness the birth of such a myth!

Fang Bai on the ring stands amidst the ruins and gravel, ignoring the praise and exclamation of the monks on the ring-shaped stands around him, and calmly tossed the blood stains on his hands and sleeves, and turned back towards the Dao Pavilion. Looking at the top floor, he sneered and said:

"The Buddhist shrine that has been passed down for millions of years, but so!"

Having said that, Fang Bai stepped into the air in one step and fluttered away. In an instant, he was nowhere to be seen. Those monks who wanted to make friends with such mythical figures couldn't catch up and threw away, and had to go back to their respective seats with downcast heads.