I have to say that Miyamoto Musashi is really scheming, and he has the same calculation as Tang Feng in his heart, and he quietly solved the powerful competitor by using the hands of others.

Now in the whole scene, the flying dragon escaped with heavy injuries, and the two Tianzhu pharaohs have also been forced to get into the routine, and among the remaining people, only Tang Feng and Miyamoto Musashi are the strongest.

Of course, the strength of the Shaolin monk is not bad, but it is slightly insufficient compared to Tang Feng, after all, the two have already competed in Kunlun Mountain before.

Despite having insight into the conspiracy in Miyamoto Musashi's heart, Tang Feng still did not change his face, and said with a faint smile: "I have to say, you old guy is really insidious and cunning, but you still missed one thing." ”

Miyamoto Musashi raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Missed a thing?"

Tang Feng turned his head slightly, looked at the Shaolin monk on the side, and said with a smile: "This Shaolin monk is also a top master, although he has eliminated the two Tianzhu Pharaohs at the moment, but what about him, you are not afraid, and once we are both defeated, he will come to a sandpiper to compete for the fisherman's profit?"

Hearing Tang Feng's words, the Shaolin monk's face changed suddenly, and he had a faint feeling in his heart.

Miyamoto Musashi groaned, then nodded and hummed: "Yes, although this Shaolin bald donkey is not a big threat, but leaving him on the sidelines is likely to be a big trouble in the end." ”

Tang Feng suddenly smiled, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "So, why don't we just do it step by step, and why don't we solve this threat first?"

Miyamoto Musashi also laughed and said coldly: "It's a shame that your kid still said that this seat is scheming, I think, your mental calculations are only afraid that they are not under this seat." ”

Speaking of this, Miyamoto Musashi snorted coldly and said, "According to what you said, first put this, except for the Shaolin bald donkey who is eyeing you on the side, so as not to leave trouble!"

Tang Feng smiled even more on his face, and said jokingly: "So, are we going to join forces again?"

As the saying goes, there is no eternal enemy in the world, only eternal interests, although he and Miyamoto Musashi have formed an enmity with each other, but now there is a Shaolin monk, and the situation is different.

There is a good saying, the enemy of the enemy is an ally, although Tang Feng and Miyamoto Musashi are enemies, they can become allies for a certain period of time.

Who knew that when Miyamoto Musashi heard this, he snorted abruptly: "If you want to join forces with this seat, you don't need to, just this Shaolin bald donkey, this seat is not in your eyes, and then I will let you see my real strength!"

As the words fell, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly burst into a violent and dazzling white light, and then, a white ball of light slowly gushed out of his body, and finally appeared above his head.

The white light cluster has a little golden luster, dazzling, and looks like the scorching sun is in the sky, and the whole is filled with a violent coercion.

"This kind of aura ......" Tang Feng's eyes suddenly froze when he saw this, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "This scorching white light, could it be the legendary Fusang Amaterasu clone descending?"

Miyamoto Musashi snorted coldly: "I can't think of you kid, but you still have some eyesight!"

Tang Feng suddenly sighed: "No wonder, you old thing knew that your Xuandan was damaged and the realm was greatly damaged, but you still dared to go to the Heavenly Extreme Palace, it turned out that you summoned the Amaterasu evil god clone to descend and rely on it." ”

Miyamoto Musashi sneered: "So far, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, I'll solve the little trouble of Shaolin Bald Donkey first, and then I'll take care of you!"

His voice fell, and he suddenly turned his head and glared at the Shaolin monk in the corner, his two eyes were blazing white, and he shouted word by word: "Old bald donkey, you must already know the current situation, do you get out of the house yourself, or will this seat give you a ride?"

Faced with such a strong tone and posture of Miyamoto Musashi, the Shaolin monk couldn't help but be stunned, and then said: "Miyamoto Musashi, the old man knows that you have an evil god clone to protect your body, and with this kind of relying on your skills, it is definitely not trivial!"

Speaking of this, he snorted and continued: "The current situation, why don't you and I join forces to fight the enemy and solve this kid surnamed Tang, when the time comes, the treasure on his body, Lao Wei is not greedy, as long as the inheritance of the powerhouse of the Five Elements God Realm, how about it?"

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly snorted coldly: "No need, all the treasures are required from this seat, and you must not let others get involved, I will say it again at the end, do you roll it yourself or will this seat send you?"

"You ......" The Shaolin monk was so angry that he couldn't speak, after all, he was also the peak power of the Ninefold Martial King, and he originally talked to the other party in a good voice, but he didn't expect to be despised by the other party on the spot.

The Shaolin Divine Monk thought for a moment, and then suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Feng and said: "Ancestral Dragon Thorn, after all, you and I are both Chinese, and you know the current situation, why don't we join forces together and destroy the old puppet of Miyamoto Musashi, when the time comes, how about the inheritance of the Five Elements Divine Realm on his body?"

Tang Feng smiled when he heard this, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said jokingly: "There is no need to cooperate with you, people like you are no less than seeking skin with a tiger, not to mention that the person Miyamoto Musashi is going to deal with now is you." ”

"You ......" The Shaolin monk was so angry that he couldn't speak again, thought about it and gritted his teeth fiercely: "The surname Tang, don't be too rampant, you kid don't be too rampant, now Miyamoto Musashi has Amaterasu's clone to protect him, just with you, it is absolutely impossible to be his opponent!"

Tang Feng said: "If I am his opponent, I won't bother you to worry, you should think about your current situation first!"

The Shaolin monk stopped talking, his heart was just full of anger, if it wasn't for the words of this surnamed Tang just now, which pushed him to the forefront, how could his situation be so embarrassing now.

Miyamoto Musashi's patience seemed to have reached the limit, and he immediately snorted: "Since you old bald donkey don't get out, then this seat will help you!"

As soon as the words fell, his people moved, and flew directly over, the speed was like meteor lightning, it was incredibly fast.

Tang Feng's eyes froze when he saw this, and a solemn look appeared on his face, he knew very well in his heart that the Xuandan Martial King Realm could not fly in the air at all, only those powerful and powerful people who had truly surpassed the Xuandan Martial King Realm and stepped into the Yin and Yang Realm could fly sideways.

In other words, the strength of this old thing Miyamoto Musashi at this moment has already surpassed the realm of the Martial King!

After all, the Shaolin Monk is also a generation of peak martial arts, if he is scared out of the other party just by saying a word, then he will not have to come out to mix in the future.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, I really think that the old man is afraid of you, if you come to the palm of the gods!" The Shaolin monk roared angrily, and the whole person immediately flew out to meet him.

"Falling into the sky, break!" In the middle of the volley, the white light suspended above Miyamoto Musashi's head suddenly surged, and with a wave of his right hand, a white sword qi immediately roared out and rushed forward to the divine palm.

With a sudden bang, the divine palm was directly broken, and the sword qi roared, like lightning rushing straight forward.