My Wife from the Game

At this moment, Wang Chao, who had been walking on the stone bench, snorted coldly, flipped his right hand, and slapped it out with a palm.

The monk reacted and felt the real yuan rushing towards him, and he didn't care to catch Li Shishi and Wang Yuyan again, and reached out to meet them.

The palms of the two touched each other, and a powerful air wave suddenly spread out around them.

Flying sand and stone, the tiles and sawdust that were destroyed in the living room were flying all over the sky.

The monks who had just approached and the rest of the people who came to participate in the ceremony were immediately overturned by this air wave and flew out.

They hurriedly ran their inner qi, trying to stabilize their body shape, but it was completely useless, at most they could only offset a little strength.

After a series of dull loud noises, these people fell to the ground. Although they didn't die, they suffered moderate injuries. Some people even broke their bones, and screams sounded one after another.

And what caused all this was just the aftermath of the two palms facing each other.

Wang Chao's robes were flying, and his true essence was surging, and he was already protecting Li Shishi and his daughters.

At the same time, the monk in the tattered robe flew out backwards, and only stopped after sliding for a few meters.

Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage, there was no damage to his body, and his slightly wrinkled face appeared serious.

This alone can conclude that this person's strength is extraordinary.

In this Shaolin, with such strength, it is not difficult to guess the identity of the latter.

It was exactly what Wu Xingyun said, the monk who was sweeping the floor in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Wang Chao stared at the monk coldly, with contempt in his eyes, and said solemnly: "After all, he is a person in Shaolin, but if he does something to the people around me, don't you feel a little shameless?"

The monk stood a few meters away, his toes touched the ground, but he was stunned that he was not stained with any blood. He folded his hands together, and the beads on his wrists touched.

After a while, he raised his head slightly and said, "The donor has such a big heart to kill and slaughtered so many people. In order to make the donor stop, the poor monk has no other way."

Hearing this, Wang Chao sneered, "There's no other way? It's ridiculous, and it's a good-sounding excuse to sneak a sneak attack."

The monk pondered for a while and then spoke again: "When will the grievances be repaid, as long as the donor is willing to put down his butcher knife and abandon his cultivation, and stay in Shaolin, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, to resolve the killing intent in his heart, the poor monk can guarantee that the donor's life will be safe."

Wang Chao didn't respond anymore, but that sneer was enough to explain everything.

Seeing this, the monk chanted the Buddha's name, and then said: "Since the benefactor is obsessed with it, it is no wonder that the poor monk."

After all, the monk rushed up again, a little faster than before, and he really didn't use all his strength just now.

Wang Chao was not afraid at all, he snorted lightly, and went up to meet him with a backhand.

When everyone couldn't even see the two figures clearly, Wang Chao and the monk had already slapped each other several times, several rounds.

The strong aftermath and air waves destroyed several buildings of the nearby Shaolin Temple.

The blue bricks under his feet were also cracked, revealing ravines.

There are rubble and corpses piled up everywhere.

Li Shishi, Wang Yuyan, and the other girls were also watching intently. Although they couldn't tell anything based on their strength and cultivation, only by looking at them like this could relieve their worries.

Wang Chaoyue has always dealt with enemies with his hands, and he has always crushed and crushed them completely.

What's more, even Li Qiushui, who was already very powerful in their eyes, could only resist the monk's two moves.

"Master, he..." Azhu couldn't help but murmured worriedly.

Li Shishi grabbed her soft weed and comforted her softly: "Don't you still believe in your son?"

She believed that the more she liked someone, the easier it would be to worry.

Although Li Shishi was comforting her, his worries were no less than anyone else's, and the plain hands under the sleeve robes were already clenching fists tightly.

Wang Chao and the monk who were fighting stopped abruptly after giving each other a high-five.

Wang Chao stood still, and the white jade robe on his body was not messy at all, but there was a strand of broken hair hanging down, but it did not hide the dusty temperament at all, on the contrary, it showed the appearance of the elegant son.

The monk stepped back a few meters and stepped on a piece of minced meat, and the soles of the clean shoes were immediately stained with blood.

The monk frowned slightly, his face unhappy, and then looked up at Wang Chao: "You have reached the realm of heaven and man?"

Standing not far away, Xuan Ci, who had been watching all the time, heard the monk's words, and his expression changed suddenly.

Some of the other chiefs also became ugly with their expressions.

They never imagined that Wang Chao, who was only in his twenties, had already reached the cultivation level of the Mahayana, the realm of heaven and man!

There is that head who has never heard of this realm, looking at Xuanci and asking in a low voice, "What is the realm of heaven and man?"

Xuanci was silent for a moment, then replied: "Above the innate realm is the realm of heaven and man."

As soon as these words fell, there was a sudden uproar.

And the players were even more shocked.

Up to now, even the most powerful players like them are only in the second-rate early stage.

This is already ahead of all players.

But Wang Chao has now reached the realm of heaven and man, a difference of three realms.

This difference is like the difference between heaven and earth. For a time, when all players looked at Wang Chao, they didn't know what words to express their shock.

On the other hand, Xuanci, who was standing at the entrance of the Shaolin Temple, looked at Wang Chao, but there was a silent flash of regret in his eyes.