Chapter 2207: Enemy attack

At this time, Li Tianchen's muscles throbbed violently, his blood boiled, and he exuded a burning and violent breath.
"Brother Tianchen? What's wrong with you?"
Yin Yuhan was shocked, and blurted out.
As soon as Yin Yuhan's voice fell, Li Tianchen's figure flashed in front of her, waving his palm, shattering all the clothes on her body.
A graceful, exquisite, charming body appeared under Li Tianchen's nose.
Yin Yuhan couldn't help being stunned. She opened her little cherry mouth, her pretty face turned red, and exclaimed, raising her hand to cover her body, "Brother Tianchen, you..."
"I'll explain to you later."
The power in the body was swelling and cracking, and the feeling of pain made Li Tianchen's face a bit hideous. He suddenly let out a low growl, domineeringly hugged Yin Yuhan's smooth and delicate body, and covered it.
Ma Qianrong stared at this scene in a daze, a bit weird.
In her impression, Li Tianchen was not such a greedy person who indulged in sensuality anytime and anywhere.
After all, Ma Qianrong was once the sect master of the Huajian faction. She was very knowledgeable and soon thought of something. She immediately said to Yin Yuhan: "Junior sister, Tianchen has special powers running away. The only one who can help him transform these powers. only you."
Yin Yuhan listened to her ears, both shy and worried.
The shy thing is that Li Tianchen is so overbearing and arrogant, doing that shameful thing in this broad daylight yard.
What worries about is Li Tianchen's physical condition.
Thinking of this, Yin Yuhan's inner worry and concern finally surpassed his shyness, and he did his best to cooperate with Li Tianchen to run the Yin-Yang Alternating Method.
But it is: two bodies are secretly drenched in fragrance and sweat, and the spring breeze penetrates the jade pot. Le Chu dredges the sword, and gradually turns the bead. Pushing the pillow in the mattress is really drunk, and adding a cup after drinking seems like nothing. A little bit of care is wiped out, Wen Jun is faint and thin.
In the endless clouds and rain, Yin Yuhan's body has been madly tempered, and tremendous changes have taken place at the same time.
However, Yin Yuhan has not undergone physical training after all, how can he withstand this violent stormy treatment?
In desperation, Ma Qianrong on the side also had to join...
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The sun is shining, and the Fulong Temple is quiet and serene. The storms and huge changes of the previous few days seem to have gone.
The little monk Wuming was leaning against the door with a relaxed smile on his face.
After the civil strife in Fulong Temple subsided, it finally returned to the old days, and the young monk Wuming made great contributions to notifying Li Tianchen, and was named and awarded by Shiming.
In order to reward Wu Ming, the presiding officer Shi Ming transferred him to the Buddhist hall, and his job of guarding the gate would be transferred to other disciples.
"Tomorrow you can go to the Buddhist hall and listen to the sacred monks explaining the Buddhist scriptures." Wu Ming's heart was full of longing and expectation.
Suddenly, dozens of figures with various powerful auras galloped from a distance, and in a blink of an eye, they fell in front of the Fulong Temple.
Peng!
The thick and heavy gate of Fulong Temple burst open suddenly, and countless fragments shot everywhere.
The violent and powerful power fluctuations, like a storm suddenly produced, lifted the little monk Wuming out on the spot, and fell heavily into the courtyard tens of meters away.
"Who?"
Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, and quickly got up, enduring the pain in his butt, and said angrily.
However, when he saw dozens of strangely dressed and breathtaking figures burst into the door, his face suddenly changed. rx0U
"Come on, there is an enemy attack!"
In shock, Wu Ming yelled, and hurriedly waved the Buddha's Taoxun in his hand to inform the senior officials of Fulong Temple.
This group of sudden and powerful men are all wearing brown monk robes, their complexion is dark, their facial features are different from the Chinese, they are the monks of Tianzhu Kingdom.
Special patterns are engraved on the robes of these monks from Tianzhu Kingdom, which is exactly the Thousand Hands Temple of Tianzhu Kingdom.
Among them is a tall and plump figure of a middle-aged woman with a gorgeous face and enchanting costume.
If Li Tianchen were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this woman was the Jindalai who had escaped with the help of space cracks and came from the Suliye Sect of Tianzhu Kingdom.
At this moment, after Jindalai and the many powerful men of the Temple of Thousand Hands, after swaggering in, they didn't do anything, but quickly dispersed and set up a battle.
Whoosh whoosh~
Figures flew from all over the Fulong Temple, arriving here one after another.
Seeing the broken gate and the arrogant people of Tianzhu Country, Fulong Temple was shocked and angry.
For thousands of years, Fulong Temple and Thousand Hands Temple have been fighting each other, and both sides are very familiar with each other.
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with the intelligence, and your Fulong Temple has really changed drastically!"
In the center of the powerful people in the Temple of Thousand Hands, there is a slender old man with gloomy eyes, speaking a lame international lingo, and grimly saying: "Today, we will completely resolve our grievances."
The faces of the people at Fulong Temple suddenly changed, and they ran their own techniques one after another, clenching their pill tools, divine tools, etc., as if they were facing an enemy.
Amidst the sound of footsteps, several senior officials of Fulong Temple, surrounded by the host Shi Ming and the first Shi Yuan, walked over.
"Balihe?"
Seeing this old man, Shi Ming frowned, and said in anger: "You dare to come to China with the high-level members of the Thousand Hands Temple!"
Hearing the three words Balihe, everyone in Fulong Temple made waves up and down.
A hundred years ago, Shi Ming was at war with this strong man named Balihe. The two sides fought fiercely for three days and three nights, and finally ended in a tie.
This Balihe is the master of the Temple of Thousand Hands and one of the strongest dark forces in the Tianzhu Kingdom.
Balihe glanced coldly to explain, and sneered: "Old guy, I haven't seen you for so many years. I thought you would be better than before. It's a pity that you can't handle even one of my disciples now. ."
Shi Ming's heart tightened, and at the moment when Fulong Temple was weakened, the life and death enemy of Thousand Hands Temple unexpectedly came to the door.
One wave after another has not settled, this is God wanting Fulong Temple to be destroyed!
"It seems that you also arranged internal responses in my Fulong Temple." Shi Ming sighed softly in his heart and said softly.
"Mother, isn't you Fulong Temple putting your eyeliner in our Thousand Hands Temple?" Balihe sneered and said: "Explanation, stop talking nonsense, our Thousand Hands Temple is here today, just for you Fulong Temple was completely wiped out, and everything that Bodhidharma took away back then."
Hearing this, he explained that his hands were suitable, and his face resolutely said: "Even if the whole temple is destroyed, I will never let you take away anything."
"Oh?" Bailihe glanced at the crowd with disdain, and said proudly: "Just rely on you people?"
The strength of Balihe's cultivation base was stronger than the relief of suffering. At this time, even if the Fulong Temple was swarming, it was not his opponent.
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