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The old monk's arm was already snapped right now. The Qi and Blood in his body tumbled, and he almost couldn't lift it in one breath. His bones and tendons had been broken by Zhang Yan's punch just now, and his Dantian had almost been destroyed.

The old monk could not help but vomit out a mouthful of blood, his expression immediately became dispirited and dispirited, his entire body was also severely injured, even the people beside him had given him healing pellets, but the old monk's injuries were still serious, he could not lift a Spirit Energy, the blood channels in his body were all broken by Zhang Yan's punch just now, and his Dantian was almost destroyed by Zhang Yan.

This caused the old monk to be extremely shocked. He did not expect that his cultivation, which was at the eighth level of the Martial God, was not a match for Zhang Yan at all.

"They are just a group of upright, bald donkeys. What are you pretending to be? Your buddha isn't able to get through all of them. Otherwise, why would you still be like this? What makes you think you can live your life here? "Who do you think you are?" Zhang Yan pointed at the people from the Thousand Blessings Sect and scolded loudly.

Everyone from the Thousand Blessed Buddha Sect had extremely ugly expressions on their faces, but they had to maintain the appearance of an exalted monk. They had to force themselves to remain calm as they said: "Benefactor, you really are unrepentant, the Buddha has a fated man, you have no fate with Buddha, today I can only suppress you."

While the monk was speaking, he looked towards Zhang Yan and laughed loudly: "Good, what you said is too good, it really strikes me as something. If it wasn't for these bald donkeys causing trouble here, I really want to have a drink with you, and have a hearty drink."

The Arhat couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore. He looked at the monk coldly with killing intent, "Do you really think that I won't make a move on you because I'm afraid of you?" Today, I will let you die here. "

When the Dragon Subduing Arhat's voice fell, the aura on its body immediately surged, the Qi and Blood's power flowed around its body like a raging river, the rumbling sound spread everywhere, Zhang Yan and the rest also deeply looked at the Dragon Subduing Arhat, and knew that its Body Cultivator was powerful, although the Dragon Subduing Arhat was repulsive, but it also had true skills, and its strength was the strongest existence amongst the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect's Arhat, and was known as the invincible Martial God realm.

Although the Demonic Monk did not think much of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, but when the Dragon-Subduing Arhat's aura was released, the Demonic Monk did not dare to be slow either. He knew that the strength of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat was not to be underestimated, and he tightly gripped the Buddhist dust in his hands as he stared at the Dragon-Subduing Arhat seriously and said with a sneer: "All these years have passed, I actually want to see how your strength is now."

The Arhat didn't say anything, he just swung his fist towards the monk. The monk didn't want to be outdone, so the two began to fight. However, the two of them were very strong, so they couldn't do anything to each other.

On the other hand, the shockwave from the fight between the two had already began to spread to the surroundings, causing everyone to retreat in fear of being affected by the shockwaves.

The remaining people of the Thousand Buddha Sect all looked towards Zhang Yan and the others, their eyes filled with evil intentions. However, Zhang Yan and the others did not show any weakness and continued to stare at the monks, even Fatty was hooting and shouting: "What? Do you want to make a move? 1v1 or gang up? "Even if I frown for a moment, it would count as me losing."

Xuanyuan Ming, who was very warlike, had even brought out the Silver Dragon Spear in his hands. With a wave of his long spear, dragon roars could be heard coming from the Silver Dragon Spear.

The Raging Flames Golden Ni-Lions had no need to speak any further. They simply stood to the side and roared loudly. Their roars intimidated the people in front of them, and their bodies were burning with flames, giving them a majestic look.

The people of the Thousand Blessings Sect were truly intimidated by Zhang Yan and the others, but they were not afraid. After all, they had the advantage in numbers, and there were even a few high monks protecting them, they were extremely confident in defeating Zhang Yan and the others. It was just that they did not want to have unnecessary casualties, so they did not take action immediately.

He had lost all his face because of this. This was a good opportunity, he wanted to righteousness his name, wanted to defeat Zhang Yan, and help himself get back at.

The Saint Ruler took two steps forward and stood up proudly as he shouted, "Zhang Yan, if you have the ability, then come out and fight with me. I know you are strong, but I will defeat you this time."

When the crowd of Ten Thousand Blessings Zen Sect saw the words of the Saint Ruler, they did not dare to say anything anymore. The Saint Ruler's position was second only to that of the other Saint Ruler, after all, the Saint Ruler was the reincarnation of their sect. In their previous lives, their strength had already surpassed the Ancestor's.

It was just that he had not completely recovered his strength yet, but a few Saint Rulers had completely recovered their strength. They were extremely strong as well, perhaps only second to the Arhat.

Seeing that the Saint Ruler was so arrogant, Wang Zong was immediately angered and wanted to go out and teach him a lesson. After all, Wang Zong also had a deep grudge with them, but Zhang Yan stopped him.

Zhang Yan laughed and said, "Leave it to me, this Saint Ruler is not simple, he is a person who has lived his entire life, and his strength cannot be underestimated. Since he dared to stand out, his strength must have undergone a huge change.

"If I can defeat him once, I can defeat him twice," Zhang Yan said with complete confidence.

This was a critical moment, not a time to try to be brave. If he was injured, it would be very troublesome, so when he thought about it, Wang Zong said to Zhang Yan: "Then you have to be careful, since this guy dares to come out and provoke me, I believe he has full confidence in winning."

"Don't worry, no matter who he is, as long as he's in the Martial God Realm, he can forget about defeating me," Zhang Yan said in an extremely domineering manner.

As Zhang Yan spoke, she took two steps forward and confronted the Saint Ruler in front of him. The two did not attack immediately, but secretly sparred with each other.

Zhang Yan shot a look of disdain at him, and stood there as if nothing had happened, as she said disdainfully: "Your aura is useless in front of me, so stop wasting your breath here, I feel that it's too funny."

He stood there looking at Zhang Yan, his eyes filled with killing intent as he said coldly, "Brat, you are the first person in so many years that has dared to speak to me like this. You were lucky enough to win against me last time, but this time, you won't be so lucky. This time, I will make sure you lose completely and thoroughly."

Hearing that, Zhang Yan snorted disdainfully, and said sarcastically: "Last time, I showed mercy, but this time you are dead for sure."

"Is that so? The killing intent in the Saint Ruler's eyes flashed, and he unrestrainedly threw a palm at Zhang Yan. The Spirit Energy in his palm revolved, and released a golden light, making him look like a Buddha that had descended into the world. He was filled with holiness and solemnity, giving people the feeling that he wanted to prostrate himself in worship.

But the one he was facing was Zhang Yan, and all of this could not affect Zhang Yan's desire to kill him.

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