Vol 2 Chapter 700: 1 word horse splitter priest

Father: "..."
The air was suddenly quiet. vertex
The priest was silent for 0.1 seconds, and then denounced: "Young people, don't always be wary of the elderly. It was just a coincidence. I have always been thinking about your safety and rushed over to support you."
"Furthermore, I will never take the risk, to grab your copy, even the copy of the copy is not worth it, at most it is the fortune of half of the copy."
I believe you evil, you bad old man is very bad.
The expression on Founder's face huh.
I'm afraid you don't know how miserable it is to offend Xiangxiong.
Before, there was a typical case where one escaped all the way and knelt all the way.
You are committing crimes against the wind.
Founder looked at the priest after he finished speaking, subconsciously avoiding the horribly flaming cigarette fire, the expression on his face was even more happy.
"Father, your ability to move quickly and silently, is it just the ability to flash and move in an instant?" Founder began to explore the details of the priest.
But the priest obviously did not want to reveal his details.
"In your kingdom, there is an old saying, curiosity kills the cat." The priest smiled and looked at Founder.
"Sure enough, priest, you want to kill people and seize treasure, and want to the luck incense in my hand."
Father: "..."
Does this guy don't understand me?
They all said it wasn't to him fortune, how could it not be explained?
Although he moved to Founder's back silently just now, he really wanted to kill and fortune.
Because of cultural differences, the priest does not know the origin of incense.
But this does not prevent him from seeing the extraordinary nature of fortune.
Bang!
At night, the mountain was shaken again.
It was a big movement coming from the direction of Dashi Buddha!
Founder and priest, at the same time, looked up at the depths of the night ... Click, a crisp sound like a twisting bone.
Fang Zheng looked around and looked at the priest who kept his neck at a forty-five-degree angle of elevation.
silence.
Silence lasting two seconds.
"It seemed like I was using too much force. I twisted my neck ..." the priest said awkwardly.
Founder Oops, it doesn't matter if I'm busy asking? Do he need a physical shot?
The priest's neck is still holding a 45-degree angle of elevation: "Physical shot?"
"Just give the priest you correct yourself." After Founder finished, he planned to do it.
The priest stepped back scared: "Don't come over, I'll come by myself ..."
I do n’t know if the priest stepped a little too big because of his retreat, and stepped on a round, round stone.
Click!
The priest came to the street to split the horse and pulled the egg.
Immediately, the priest's face was green.
It stands to reason that he should not respond untimely, but his life is full of so many accidents, he just did not hide.
"An accident, just an accident just now!" The priest's face was gloomy, and Zhao Fangzheng showed an embarrassed smile.
Just when the priest wants to stand up again, click!
The priest hadn't gotten up completely yet. I don't know if there was much sand on the ground and the road was slippery. Once again, I performed a word horse split and pulled the egg.
At this time, the priest's neck still maintained a posture of looking up to the sky at an angle of forty or fifty degrees.
"Father, you must have at least 50 years of skill in splitting a difficult horse, right? I can't think of an aging body with half a foot into the coffin, and you can make such a difficult horse show!" Fang Zheng was surprised. Look at the priest.
"I know, priest, you want to motivate me. Life is like practicing a horse. There are no barriers that can't be crossed. Don't lose your self-improvement because of age!"
Founder's face showed a sudden expression. He looked at the priest seriously, and said solemnly.
The priest was black.
Are you cursing me to die soon?
What a half foot of the gods into the coffin! !
God's life is like this practice horse, there is no hurdle that cannot be crossed! !
The priest shed tears silently in his heart, holding back the pain of pulling the egg, but still pretending to be calm, his face calm, said calmly: "Because the ground is too slippery."
Just finished, click!
The priest, who is about to stand up again, splits the word again ...
Neigh!
The priest can no longer calm down this time, the expression on his face is so distorted, the movement of the third split is more intense than the previous two. Accidentally, the crotch is stuck ...
That kind of card is a pain that men know! !
"Little brother?"
"What?"
"Can you help me get up? I feel like my legs are cramping and I can't stand up." The priest looked to Fangzheng for help.
"No!" Founder didn't even think about it, and refused.
"?" Father.
Fang Zhengzheng's rhetoric explained: "The priest is definitely testing me. Will I give up my fighting spirit to stand up again after a fall because of a temporary failure in life. In order to pass the priest's test, I can't help."
Founder's voice just fell, the priest on the ground flashed, and the person disappeared in place, this is the strange and silent ability to move.
I saw the figure of the priest appearing behind Fangzheng in an instant. The neck looked up at the angle of 45 degrees, the nostrils were facing up to the sky, the indifferent eyes on his face squinted at Fangzheng. .
If the heart is shot afterwards, ordinary people will be directly shattered and die on the spot.
Regardless of whether the third one-word horse split was true or pretended, the priest couldn't deceive Founder to be close, and he couldn't help moving.
It's just that when the priest just appeared behind Founder, the sole of the foot took a small step forward, and the left palm was to be shot towards the back of Founder, click!
puff!
Daoguang Hanmang flashed, without a moment of hesitation, a human head accompanied by a blood arrow, soared into the sky.
Only a headless corpse with a horse splitting left in place.
But Founder had already disappeared in place. There was only a cracked pit stepped on by the sole of his foot. After killing the priest, he did not delay and disappeared continuously towards the Dashi Buddha.
As Founder got closer and closer to the direction of the Dashi Buddha, the movement from there was getting bigger and bigger, as if there were two strong men fighting.
An explosion is more terrifying than a thunderbolt ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Fighting again and again, the energy collides, and the dark night sky is also stained with a strange color.
At the same time, smoke and dust rose high in the sky.
It seems that the husband is not dead! This is against the King of the Husband's mouth!
Founder can already guess in ten ways that the king of the old man's mouth should be the strange corpse that has been laid out in the Baifo Temple for a hundred years.
Closer and closer, the fighting is getting smaller and smaller.
It seems that the outcome has been divided ...
Founder's eyes sank, and began to slow down, quietly approaching the hiding place ... Finally, he saw the fangs big stone Buddha who was no longer familiar with the shoe upper! And, I saw the situation near the big stone Buddha.
In the dark, a black figure is eating a big stone Buddha!
Dashi Buddha is not a solid stone, and there seem to be a lot of unknown black shadows stacked on top of it ...