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Chapter 220 Experiment(2/2)

"Bang!" The black-armored soldier fell heavily to the ground.

The old monk Lishan snorted coldly, swayed his body, and appeared next to the black-armored soldier like lightning, and punched the black-armored soldier.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, the old monk Lishan's fist hit the black-armored soldier's abdomen hard.

The black-armored soldier suddenly howled miserably and slid back more than ten meters, plowing a ravine on the ground and sending dust flying.

The old monk from Lishan turned around, his eyes were clear, and his aura surged. He stepped forward again and hit the black-armored soldier with a straight punch.

This punch carried earth-shattering power, the wind roared, and the surrounding sand and stones stirred up, forming a sandstorm, blocking the vision.

The black-armored underworld soldier simply couldn't dodge the punch because the punch was too fast.

It could only barely raise a palm to protect its chest and use its arms to block the punch.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the old monk Lishan's fist struck the arm of the black-armored soldier. The arm of the black-armored soldier exploded instantly, turning into countless debris and splashing out.

The old monk Lishan's fist remained strong and struck hard on the chest of the black-armored soldier. The huge force sent the black-armored soldier flying and hit the ground heavily.

There is a layer of golden light surrounding the fist, which is the unique Vajra body-protecting aura of Vajra Temple.

Although the black-armored Dark Soldier was thick-skinned and indestructible to ordinary martial artists, he still couldn't withstand the fist of Old Monk Lishan. Half of his chest was shattered by a punch, and blood spurted out.

"Roar!" The black-armored Dark Soldier was severely injured and became completely furious. It looked up to the sky and roared, the sound was deafening.

"Shua!"

The huge body of the black-armored Dark Soldier suddenly shot up, like a black shadow, and appeared above the head of Old Monk Lishan in the blink of an eye. His huge claws grabbed Old Monk Lishan.

The old monk Lishan shrank suddenly, and his whole body seemed to turn into a sharp sword, stabbing the black-armored soldier's throat.

"Whoops!" The huge claws of the black-armored soldier grabbed hard and collided with the body of the old monk Lishan.

A dull sound sounded, and the old monk Lishan's body was pressed down by the huge palm of the black-armored soldier.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" Old Monk Lishan kept punching out his fists.

"Boom, boom..." A burst of dense explosions kept coming, and the shock waves generated by the battle between the old monk Lishan and the black-armored soldiers continued to spread, stirring up the sand on the ground several feet high, forming a

A sandstorm.

"Boom!" Old Monk Lishan stamped his palm on the chest of the black-armored soldier, and smashed its body several inches into the ground.

"Pfft!" The black-armored soldier poked his head out of the sand, bit the old monk Lishan's arm, and tore it hard.

It's a pity that the old monk from Lishan is wearing a vajra cassock, and his body-protecting energy extends all over his body, making him invulnerable. Even after being bitten several times by the black-armored devil, only a few teeth were left behind.

Old Monk Lishan slapped the black-armored soldier's cheek hard with his other hand, causing his cheek to dent.

"Woo..." The black-armored soldier let out a mournful cry.

What's scary is that its extremely sharp fangs actually bit into some of the Vajra cassock, revealing golden blood stains.

The old monk Lishan clenched his fist with his left hand and hit the black-armored soldier's head hard.

"Boom!" The black-armored soldier was punched away.

The old monk Li Shan flashed his body and chased after him again. A pair of golden eyes shot out with a cold light, not at all the kind and kind eyes he had when he met Shen Xiu.

The fists fell like raindrops on the black-armored soldier.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of explosions continued.

In a moment, the aura of the black-armored dark soldier weakened rapidly. If there was no delay, he would probably have been kicked to death by the old monk from Lishan with his fist.

It seems that the unique Buddhist skills of Kongang Temple have a natural restraint effect on this kind of black-armored underworld soldiers. Otherwise, it would not have reached this level.

"Master Li Shan, can you leave the last attack to me?" Seeing that Li Shan's last fist was about to beat the black-armored soldier to death, Chen Xiu hurriedly said.

He followed Lishan here because he wanted to kill a black-armored underworld pawn and then test his talent skill, Hell Hell.
Chapter completed!
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