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"I respect your age and call you senior, but judging by your words and deeds, it seems that you are not worthy of the title 'senior'." Liu Wei'an said slowly.

"Boy, do you know how to write the word 'death'?" Monk Jiurou's smile disappeared.

"Just about to ask for advice!" Liu Weian made a gesture of invitation.

"I'm so angry!" Monk Jiurou was furious. It had been many years, and no one dared to let him make the first move. The young man in front of him really didn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He straightened his shoulders and suddenly appeared in front of Liu Weian.

"Back on the mountain!"

The evolutionists around were all shocked, the wine and meat monk disappeared, replaced by a mountain, huge and boundless, stretching across the universe, breathing hard, and feeling extremely uncomfortable in the chest. They are so far away, and yet they are so uncomfortable, the pressure on Liu Wei'an, who is confronting directly, must be unimaginable.

"Didn't you call yourself 'Sajia'?" Liu Wei'an's eyes didn't even change, and he punched out his right fist as fast as lightning.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

hum—

Liu Wei'an's fist collided with the shoulder of the monk of wine and meat. The picture was still at this moment, and ripples rippled in circles. Wherever he passed, the nearby mid-level zombies turned into blood mist, and the high-level zombies flung back as if struck by lightning. Flying out, further away, the houses and buildings were reduced to powder inch by inch.

In the blink of an eye, the monk of wine and meat attacked twelve times in a row, and the strength was higher than the last. Liu Wei'an remained unchanged and responded to all changes, with only one punch.

Snapped-

The two separated, Liu Wei'an didn't change his face, the flush on Monk Jiurou's face disappeared in a flash, and all the masters on the scene were shocked, especially the witch Hongchan and Miss Xiaoxiao who knew Monk Jiurou, their eyes were extremely dignified.

The wine and meat monk is an old monster who is a generation higher than their master. Their masters are very jealous of the wine and meat monk. Now, the confrontation between the wine and meat monk and Liu Wei'an not only did not take advantage, but suffered a disadvantage. No one believed it. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, the two felt absurd. How old is Liu Weian?

"Great Judgment Fist!" Monk Jiurou's face was extremely ugly. He glared at Liu Wei'an and shouted sharply, "Who are you, old madman? What is your relationship with old madman?"

"Senior, you have too many things to worry about, watch your fist!" Liu Wei'an took a step forward, a mass of silver light bloomed, like a round of scorching sun, overflowing with the aura of judgment from heaven and earth, not to mention the evolutionists nearby, they were zombies They all showed fearful expressions.

"Boy is arrogant!" Monk Jiurou was furious, and he didn't know where he moved. The red cassock on his body suddenly swelled, and with a whistling sound, it rose against the wind, covering the sky and the sun in an instant. In an instant, everyone felt that the world had disappeared. Instead, there was a **** space, the ground was burning with flames, and the sky was raining blood.

"Let's have a taste of Sajia's Purgatory on Earth 1" the wine and meat monk laughed.

The light on Liu Wei'an's fist quickly dimmed, and the punch reached the front of the wine and meat monk, which had already reduced three levels of power, and was easily blocked by the wine and meat monk.

"How old is senior?" Liu Weian asked.

"What do you mean?" Monk Jiurou's smile froze. For some reason, seeing Liu Wei'an's calm expression, he was very angry, and at the same time, he felt something was wrong in his heart.

"I have killed many people, and you are one of the most powerful ones I have ever met. If you count 10 people, you can barely be ranked last. It is beyond my expectation that you can reduce the power of the 'Great Judgment Fist' " Liu Wei'an said.

"Shit, you are young, you know what it means to be powerful." Monk Jiurou said angrily.

"I don't know if the golden people of the golden family are considered powerful in the eyes of seniors?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"This is a race cursed by the gods, not human beings." The wine and meat monk's breath stagnated.

"Where's the ghost doctor?" Liu Weian asked.

"With the help of the Tongtian Bamboo, I will be trapped by the Tongtian Bamboo for the rest of my life, and I will be useless!" Monk Jiurou pretended to be disdainful, but the fear in his eyes could not be faked.

"What about those with double pupils?" Liu Weian asked again.

"Have you ever seen a person with double pupils? He was born again?" Monk Jiurou shrank his eyes.

"It's good to live long, and to know many people. There is an old man who guards the bodhi tree and is honored as an earth immortal by everyone. Compared with his predecessors, he will not be unfamiliar." Liu Wei'an said.

"I know!" Monk Jiurou snorted.

"How is it compared to seniors?" Liu Weian asked with a smile.

The wine and meat monk stopped talking.

"There is a Taoist priest who is playing chess with the Earth Immortal. I don't need to say the name, but I have already guessed who it is compared to my predecessors?" Liu Wei'an took it easy.

"The old miscellaneous hair is not dead yet!" The wine and meat monk's face was ugly.

"There is a person who holds a bamboo sword and kills the enemy thousands of miles away. Senior should be familiar with him, right? With the style of senior, this person should make trouble for senior." Liu Wei'an said.

Monk Jiurou's expression became even uglier, and he stared at Liu Weian viciously, as if he wanted to kill someone.

"There is another person whose weapon is a wooden knife—" Liu Wei'an said.

"Stop talking!" Monk Jiurou said coldly with fierce eyes, "Do you think you have met a few people to prove your greatness? I have killed more people in my life than you have ever met."

"No, I just want to tell you that you are very good!" Liu Wei'an said.

"You have successfully angered me!" The wine and meat monk's tone was devoid of emotion.

"Senior, to be honest, I admire you for living so long, but it is obvious that you have lived a long life like a dog." Liu Wei'an said seriously.

"I won't let you die so easily!" Monk Jiurou suddenly approached, this time, Liu Weian didn't give him a chance.

"Soul suppression!"

The figure of the wine and meat monk lingered for a while, and Liu Weian's mouth overflowed with a cruel smile, and he said every word: "Dark-dark-di-jing!"

Absolute darkness overflowed, squeezing out the blood-red world in an instant, and a round of silver scorching sun broke through the void, coming like a meteor.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

boom-

Monk Jiurou couldn't believe seeing himself being taken a step back, he was shocked and angry, and shouted: "Blood bergamot!"

The light on Liu Wei'an's fist became brighter and brighter, and he faintly saw the shadow of Shenlei surrounding him.

boom—

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"Great Judgment Fist!"

"Big Judgment Fist"

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Liu Wei'an punched eight times in a row, and the wine and meat monk retreated eight steps in a row, his face turned purple, his eyes were angry: "How can you know the unique skills of "Da Leiyin Temple", you and "Da Leiyin Temple" are the same What's the matter?" On his right chest, close to the heart, there was a finger hole, and blood was bubbling.

The wine and meat monk can't understand Liu Wei'an anymore. He knows so many people, and he can still listen to other people's stories. After all, those people Liu Wei'an talked about have endless legends in the Jianghu, but "asking the heart" No, this is the unique skill of "Da Leiyin Temple", which is not rumored. Even the disciples of "Da Leiyin Temple" are not for everyone to learn. Liu Weian clearly has no gradient, and Liu Weian does not have the breath of Buddhism in him.

It is absolutely impossible to pass on the unique knowledge of "Da Leiyin Temple" to a lay disciple.

"Who am I?" Liu Wei'an chuckled, "I won't tell you!"