0639 King of Heavenly Kings
The demon was stunned on the corner, his mouth moved lightly, and he scolded a word of neurosis!
General Zhang opened his eyes wide, glared at Wang Chaopeng angrily, and snorted coldly.
The big monks on the other side were also completely stunned.
Zhou Maode gently touched his wife Ye Weiwei's arm and whispered.
"Wife, I don't think the name of the housekeeper is good. You have a high degree of education, give me a new one?"
Ye Weiwei hummed softly: "I don't think it sounds good either!"
"It's ugly!"
"Wang Lao Wu is called the king of heaven...... Your name is ......."
Coldly, the man's wife took the words.
"The king of kings!"
Zhou Maode was unhappy, turned his head, smiled and said, "Sun Meinu, do you treat me as a ham sausage?"
The man's wife said twice, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I...... Gege ......"
Holding himself and squatting down with a smile.
This smile didn't matter, Yan Xiaodie pursed her lips, and she couldn't stop laughing.
"Called the King of a Thousand Kings......"
Zhan Kaiyao smiled and said: "If the king of a thousand kings doesn't pull a bang, he will be called the king of all kings......"
Yan Xiaodie laughed louder when she heard it with the man's mother-in-law.
Ye Weiwei, who has always been the most serious, couldn't help but be happy, and kept laughing.
Zhan Kaiyao said softly: "There can't be anyone taller than the King of Kings, isn't it?"
Zhou Maode sighed softly, and his eyes turned to Jin Rui for help.
"Patriarch, if you don't give one, they are unreliable!"
Jin Rui laughed and said: "The second woman is more terrible than the man!"
"You are my disciple and the housekeeper of the Jin family, your hometown is in the west, and you live in Huzui Cliff!"
"From now on, you will be called the King of the Western Witches!"
Zhou Maode laughed.
"Wu!
"Twelve Ancestral Witches!"
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
The name of the Xiwu Heavenly King was confirmed, and Zhou Maode was very happy, but the big monks on the opposite side stopped doing it.
West represents the West Heaven!
Wu represents the villain!
The meaning couldn't be more obvious, the butler of the Jin family wants to be the king of the western heavens!
This is a serious offense.
The righteous indignation, the great monks who were agitated by the crowd were angry.
Who said that the family has no anger!
At that moment, another person came out from Shaolin to challenge Zhou Maode.
Before he could speak, there was a heart-rending howl and exclamation at four o'clock.
Following the prestige, I saw Wang Chaopeng standing in place with someone who was nothing, and he didn't seem to move.
On the ground, there are three monks from the Cambodian toe country, who are the deputy monks of the two countries.
The vajra and tin staff in their hands had already been broken in two, and a long big hole was drawn on the stomachs of the two people, which was unbearable to see, and their mouths let out a terrible scream.
Seeing such a tragic situation, Wang Huipeng opened his mouth wide, folded his hands, and apologized.
"I'm sorry, I pushed too hard, too hard. ”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the sword is too fast, I can't hold it, I can't stop it!"
"I'll pay attention next time. ”
"By the way, I have healing medicine here......"
crackled and said a lot of sorry, with the expression on his face, it really looked like that.
It's a pity that this kid doesn't go to the movies.
The deputy monk king of Cambodia and the two countries was seriously injured by Wang Chaopeng, and then a wave of warrior monks came in from outside the small courtyard, carrying two people and leaving.
Outside the courtyard wall, hundreds of monks stood densely and quietly, some of them were the retinue of the monks and kings, and some were medicine monks who were responsible for caring for the wounded.
There are also more than a dozen large mobile surgical vehicles parked in the open space of the Dutianshen Building, all of which are the most advanced equipment imported from abroad, and even have an MRI machine on it.
The great monks who were seriously injured and slightly injured by several Heavenly Kings are now being treated in various surgical vehicles.
It can be seen from this that Buddhism has already calculated today's bloody battle, and all of them are so well prepared.
Wang Chaopeng injured two deputy monks, Wang was very seriously injured, if you don't do well, you will have to become famous and go to the west, and many famous temples and temples abroad The monks expressed extreme indignation at Wang Huipeng's cruelty.
Wang Huipeng said with sincere fear: "The sword has no eyes, and accidental injuries are inevitable." I'm a heaven-level realm, what are you masters ......?"
"Don't come if it's not heaven-level, there is a good saying, moths fight fires, grasshoppers shake trees......"
These words made many great monks even more angry!
"That's right, that's right, that's right...... Also, I use a famous meteorite sword, and if you don't have a good sword, don't come......"
"This ...... You know......"
"I can't afford to hurt ......"
Wang Chaopeng's sincere words attracted more people's dissatisfaction, and they hated Wang Chaopeng to the core.
At this time, a beautiful nun stood up in the crowd, holding a purple sword in her hand and came to Wang Huipeng.
After the salute, the nun said softly: "The purple bamboo forest of the South China Sea is clear, and I will teach the sword technique of the king of heaven." ”
Wang Huipeng glanced at the nun up and down, and said with a smile: "My sword is very fast! ”
The nun pressed the scabbard of the sword in her hand with the thumb of her left hand, and a dragon roar resounded throughout the audience.
A bright purple glow covered the rising sun, shining and dazzling, and the frost was pressing.
"Purple Bamboo Forest Holy Sword, Purple Frost!"
"King of Heavenly Kings, please!"
Wang Huipeng's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the Purple Frost Sword with great interest, and sighed: "Good sword!"
"Black Gold Slaughter City is probably not Zishuang's opponent, I'll change Qinghong to compare with you!"
Slowly hung up the black gold slaughter city, removed the Qinghong sword, and slowly drew the sword out of the sheath, a touch of blue light shone on the audience.
"Three Kingdoms Zhao Yun carries a sword with him, Qinghong!"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and Qingyin's face turned pale, and he gently lowered his sword scabbard.
Wang Huipeng smiled and bent over, and said in a dashing manner: "Lady first!
Qingyin nodded, held the sword and raised his arm, pointing at Wang Huipeng from afar, pinching and letting go of the shuriken trick, his body moved leisurely, floated up, came over in the air, and stabbed Wang Chaopeng's eyebrows.
When Wang Chaopeng saw this sword, he felt slightly disappointed in his eyes.
Casually raised Qinghong and waved lightly, the sword body was immediately attached to the Qingyin Purple Frost Sword, and slid down the Purple Frost Sword to the hilt, and with a flick of his hand, the tip of the sword swept straight to Qingyin's throat.
The incomparable sword sliced through the air, sizzling.
Qingyin Huarong suddenly changed color, immediately raised his sword and turned back, pressed down Qinghong, twisted his body, his clothes fluttered, and he cut horizontally with his backhand!
Wang Huipeng shook his head and laughed.
With an understatement twist of his right wrist, the Qinghong sword swirled, and the purple frost was suddenly twisted, followed by the tip of the sword slammed up, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, and then stabbing Qingyin's throat.
Qingyin was so frightened that the souls of the dead were rising, and he immediately leaned back, and the iron plate bridge came out, trying to dodge this sword!
How do you know that Wang Chaopeng didn't stop, and the head of the Qinghong sword chased Qingyin's throat and didn't let go!
Qingyin had no choice but to lower his body again, and his back flew backwards against the ground!
With a slam at his feet, the Grandmaster was full of energy, and immediately dragged a long opening on the concrete floor.
flew out of the martial arts training ground in a row, Qingyin lifted his breath, his true qi was full, his heels stopped, his whole body was like a compass, he drew a big circle, and withdrew from the battle circle with a whoosh.
In less than three moves, Shenzhou counted the top factions of the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest, and Master Qingyin, the master of the Transformation Realm who had been famous for many years, was killed by Wang Huipeng.
This battle situation came out, and everyone's jaws were shocked.
Qingyin Yu's face was white, and her chest was rising and falling rapidly, obviously frightened.
In the few seconds when he was competing with Wang Chaopeng, he could completely feel the killing intent and killing intent that destroyed the world.
It is not only the bloody brutality contained in Wang Chaopeng's Qinghong sword, but Wang Chaopeng's sword intent.
It is a peerless sword intent that is peerless, looks at the world, will be the top, and the world is my only peerless sword intent.
"Difficulty...... It's really ......."
In an instant, Qingyin's whole body trembled, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.
Jingchen, who was in the Xingyue Jingzhai on the side, stepped forward slowly, took an antique sword from the hands of his disciples, and was about to play.
Qingyin glanced at Jingchen sharply and stopped her sternly.
Jingchen was a little puzzled, and asked Qingyin with his eyes, but was stopped by Qingyin seriously.
At this time, two bald heads in black-robed monks' robes stepped forward in unison, with thumb-thick prayer beads around their necks and two Japanese knives in their hands, saluting Wang Huipeng in unison.
Wang Huipeng was stunned, and first looked at the sword in the other party's hand, the black wrong gold scabbard, the pattern is delicate, and it is very beautiful.
looked at the two bald heads again, and heheed: "You two are monks from Dongying Kingdom?"
The two black-clad monks nodded.
"Dade Temple, Dharma Realm!"
"Kiyomizudera Temple, Kukai!"