This time, without the slightest hesitation, Chen Linjun rushed forward and smashed the empty monk's vest with a heavy fist. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom!" With a roar, like the roar of a tiger and a leopard, poor Kongwu felt as if an electric drill had penetrated his body before he could react.

Chen Linjun's punch also used four successful forces, because there was nothing to bully An Miaoke again and again, putting An Miaoke in an extremely dangerous realm, which made him quite dissatisfied.

Under the anger, of course, the murderous aura exploded, and one punch down was enough to destroy the withering and decaying, and open the monument and crack the stone.

Sure enough, the fist was like a sharp knife, and after stabbing through a layer of skin, it was directly inserted into the empty body.

And there seemed to be a layer of strength around the fist, which instantly expanded everywhere, tearing apart the empty muscles and internal organs mercilessly. With a bang, it actually exploded and cracked from the stomach.

"You, you ......" Empty turned his head and looked at Chen Linjun in disbelief, his eyes were quite puzzled and frightened.

I have a god, there is a plot of the Anti-Japanese War drama with a devil in his hands, and the Chinese people don't believe it, thinking that it is too deified to the soldiers. It's just that if they are lucky enough to see Chen Linjun's blow to the void, I believe they will understand that it is not impossible to tear devils by hand, and what they have not seen does not mean that it is impossible to happen.

After a few swaying moments, his body fell backwards, and after a few convulsions on the ground, he was motionless.

The untrustworthy monk next to him was shocked, he pointed at Chen Linjun and said, "You are so old, how can you have such an achievement?" ”

"The housekeeper of my family took me to Mount Emei, where I did not understand all my father's peerless learning, but also had an unexpected harvest, and ate a rare fruit, so I became like a god, and it is natural to deal with you. What do you think? Is it falling apart now? Chen Linjun walked in front of the unbelieving monk and stared at him coldly.

That's right, one palm is gone, and the internal organs are all displaced, Wuxin feels that he can no longer gather true qi, and he is already a wasted person.

He understood that it was impossible to fight again at this time, he was like a mortal, and he had no more skills. Chen Linjun could only kill himself with a casual movement of his fingers.

So he changed his previous attitude of being invincible, and turned to a lowly pleading, "Chen Linjun, please let me go, I can give you money, a lot of money, a lot of money, a lot of money, okay?" ”

"The money to go to Nima, your money is all from Wanling Temple, not yours. And you made Wanling Temple not like a temple, religion is not like religion, everything is just for money, what qualifications do you have to dispose of the money in Wanling Temple? Chen Linjun didn't give him face at all, and knocked on his forehead and scolded.

Well, when a man doesn't even want money, what else can make him listen to himself?

"Hey!" Nobun sighed and said, "Chen Linjun, how is your father now?" ”

"Well, now I live in the Valley of Despair! He would be very happy if he knew that you were deposed by me now. You know, in his eyes, you were originally an upright monk, and your kung fu was the best, but why did you do something unconscionable with them. He was also worried that I was not your opponent for a while, so I didn't want to seek revenge from you, hehe, today this revenge is finally avenged! “

"Oh, Chen Linjun, I'm sorry for your father and your family, really, at that time, I was also forced by the silver fox in the snow, do you know, in fact, everything was arranged by the silver fox in the snow, we just acted according to his orders!" When Wuxin said this, his eyes were a little confused, as if he remembered the incident of intercepting and killing Chen Shihao and forcibly kissing his wife.

But he gave all the responsibility to the silver fox in the snow, just to transfer the hatred. If Chen Linjun counted his hatred on the silver fox in the snow, then he would be able to live.

So he still said affectionately: "I know that you may not believe some words, but I have been suffering in my heart, I am not a human, I have done something that is not a human being, I am here to humble you, Chen Linjun, I am sorry for your father and you, really, I am not a human, if you want to kill, kill it!" ”

Oh, a sentence made Chen Linjun fall into pain, his father was brutally killed, and he saw his father at the end of ten years. And my mother couldn't live anymore because she was bullied by those people.

The hearts of those who are suffering are softer. Seeing the once invincible martial saint in front of him pleading so much in front of him, Chen Linjun couldn't bear to pursue it anymore after all. So he waved his hand and said: "Your fate depends on the will of heaven, if the coin in my hand is spent on it, you will die, if there is a number side up, you will leave!" ”

"Lin Jun! He must die! An Miaoke hurried up to stop it. Because in addition to having a family feud with Chen Linjun, the untrustworthy monk should also have a national hatred. The task given to the two by his father An Shuntian is to kill them and leave no one alive.

However, Chen Linjun waved his hand and said: "Miaoke, everything in the world is inseparable from the will of heaven, so everything depends on the will of heaven, if God wants him to live, we have no choice." Heaven wants him to die, he can't live! ”

After speaking, Chen Linjun threw the coin in his hand into the air.

The coin was tumbling in the air.

Wuxin's eyes widened, this was really a lifesaver, because he believed that a person like Chen Linjun must be as upright as his father, and what he said would naturally count.

Therefore, I already have half a chance of survival.

So he prayed silently in his heart, hoping to see the side with the flowers facing up.

The tumbling coin flashed with bursts of silver light, everything was providential, and it still had to fall to the ground after all.

When they landed, the three of them were in different moods, but they all chuckled.

If the flowers are facing up, how can An Miaoke explain to his father? If the untrustworthy monk betrayed Huaxia's intelligence abroad, would he and Chen Linjun indirectly become sinners?

The coin was falling at the feet of the unfaithful monk, his eyes widened, and he pounced.

He wanted to flip the coin over. I'm dripping the sky, why is it that there are flowers on the side up, is it really heaven to kill me?

However, Chen Linjun's movements were faster than him, and as soon as his body flickered, he instantly deceived himself to the side of the untrustworthy monk, and the middle finger swished on the untrustworthy monk's body.

Well, Wuxin's left hand was already about to touch the coin, but he couldn't move for a moment.

"No faith, stinky bald donkey, do you still want to go against the sky?" Chen Linjun slapped Wuxin's face.