"King worship, thank you, you can step down."

Wang Xianfeng turned his head and looked at me with an ugly face, as if he were looking at an idiot. There are three Heavenly Masters in front of him, and even if he sweeps away Zhong'an Hai, it doesn't take much effort. Is this guy crazy?

"Ni Ge, you let me die for a little value, okay!" Wang Xianfeng smiled bitterly, and his face hated that iron could not become steel. At this time, I really regret how I came out with this madman.

"Everyone is here, don't hide!" Ignoring the complicated eyes of the king, I took a step forward and said loudly.

This sound surprised the beggars, snakes and scorpions and Yan Zhenren, who were being distributed, and looked around, but more than a dozen black shadows rose into the air. In an instant, he was already in front of him.

However, these people only glanced at me curiously, and although they were skeptical that I could find them, they were far from catching up with the importance of the three Heavenly Masters in front of me.

"Uh, it's over! If you want to run, you can't run, that's it, my old man is enough to accompany you anyway! Seeing more than a dozen Heavenly Masters, Wang Xianfeng only felt that the sky was dark and he was immediately disheartened. Instead, he let go of his hands and feet, sat on the chair with his buttocks, and had the heroism of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and drinking alone.

I smiled noncommittally and sat down as well. These people should talk about how to distribute it now, of course, if they can fight among themselves, and fall to a dozen, it will not do me any harm at all.

"I said you weren't in a hurry, seeing these people take you away was like nothing to do with you." The king returned to his lazy appearance.

I smiled silently, picked up the teacup and took a silent sip. Secretly, the spiritual power is running frantically now, even if these dozen or so heavenly masters are abolished, there are dozens of Venerables behind them. Losing both sides is obviously a losing deal for me. Then there is only one chance, and that is to wait for all these people to appear, in one place, and launch a thunderous strike.

Even if it reached the Heavenly Master realm, it seemed that this soul realm would only have the power of one blow if it wanted to launch an attack. I don't want to waste this opportunity.

The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden. The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys enjoy. This is a famous sentence that has never lost its effect from ancient times to the present. It can be described as a word of loyalty, and everyone knows the meaning of this sentence, but they can not untie this strange rope.

"You're really calm." Wang Xian complained speechlessly.

"Don't you feel too calm? Wang worship, which one do you look down on the most? I asked suddenly.

Wang Xianfeng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a very bad taste: "If you want to say that it is not pleasing to the eye, I recommend the femme fatale first, to be honest, this femme fatale was a first-class beauty when she was young. I don't know what happened later, my face aged overnight, and I became what I am now. ’

I smiled slightly, raised my glass, and shouted to the crowd around me, "You don't have to fight anymore, today I have decided to go with the femme fatale." ”

"Huh!" The king is once again scorched by thunder, even if it is a lamb to be slaughtered, there is no need to be in such a hurry!

The crowd stared at the femme fatale as if they had blown up the pot.

"I hate it, I like people, I don't have to confess it like this! What a pity! The slave family now has a man. "The femme fatale is full of charm. The body unconsciously fell towards the beggar.

'Slut! The beggar who blocked the way scolded angrily, but his body retreated quickly.

"Emida Fu, the old monk of the Western Heavenly Realm Pudu, the benefactor of Ni Ge, since the person you like has a heart, it is fate that has ended. Why don't the donor follow the old man's path to the Western Heavenly Bliss Realm and enjoy the compassion of my Buddha in order to attain positive results. ”

Just when the femme fatale and the beggar were having a good time. A bald monk suddenly rushed out of the crowd, with a chubby round face, always with a modest smile, and rushed to me as he spoke.

I couldn't help but twitch at the corner of my eye. What do you call from! Ya, Lao Tzu is a man, okay! From you as a monk, what does it mean?

Naturally, he was not angry with the monk in his heart, and at the moment, he resisted the urge to beat this guy violently, and simply flipped his hand and clasped the monk's wrist, and his spiritual power rushed, directly disrupting the monk's breath. In an instant, the monk was unable to move.

The monk's head sweated for a while, didn't the intelligence say that this Ni Ge only had a five-grade realm? How can this be, a photo is controlled without even reacting to himself.

In the eyes of outsiders, this monk didn't pay attention to the rules, and actually robbed people directly. With so many sects, it is difficult to let a monk directly cut off his beard, which is naturally intolerable.

It's like igniting a powder keg. A group of people were about to rush over, and there were more than 20 monks with the strength of the Venerable, and they immediately came up to protect themselves when they saw the opportunity.

In the distance, dozens of figures approached quickly. These people are at the bottom of the ranks. But it can't stop the idea of fishing in troubled waters. It's already been robbed here, and if you don't go on it, you won't even be able to get any benefits. The so-called wealth is sought in danger. In order to reach the pinnacle, the so-called chance has to fight with all his life.

"Bald donkey, you keep saying mercy in vain, you take it back and don't make it into an elixir."

"Monk despicable!"

"Everyone according to their ability, they killed this bald donkey first. As for the nine-yin physique, whoever grabs it is counted, regardless of life or death. ”

The crowd seemed to have exploded, and more than a dozen heavenly masters directly took out all kinds of swords, guns and weapons, and rushed over with a roar.

Puff puff puff! With several muffled sounds in a row, more than a dozen clouds of blood mist exploded out of thin air.

This is the result of the Heavenly Master's first operation on a few guarding monks.

These eighteen monks, in fact, are laying out the Arhat formation of Buddhism, and the amplification effect is to trap people at the level of heavenly masters. It's a pity that today they encountered fifteen Heavenly Master masters, and in just an instant, this formation was shattered. As for the remaining three, they turned their heads to look behind them with full of grievances.

What they don't understand is why the uncle behind them didn't leave and still stands here, and why they watched their death in vain.

Monk Pudu, the sweat on his head kept dripping. For this time, I can be said to have made sufficient preparations, but I didn't expect it to be such an ending.

There are five grades there, and there are more than eight grades! In the middle of his own dignified seven-rank heavenly master, he was abolished in one face! Purdue only felt that this was a big joke made by the Buddha himself. I've always been tempering others, but I didn't expect to be tempered today.

Monk Pudu felt bitter in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth, only tears swirled helplessly in his eyes. The body was already paralyzed, but it was dragged by a spiritual force, and it was impossible to fall.

Look at the fellow attackers who are frantically attacking. Monk Pudu was quite pleased. All beings are suffering, and they are different from each other. Besides, I don't want to be worse than hell! Having someone with you is always something that can be comforting.

"Hahahahaha! You're all here, then die! "In the blink of an eye, the fifteen Heavenly Masters had already surrounded me, but they were afraid of each other and did not make the first move. In such a situation, the time is ripe, and I laugh at the sky.

"Handsome guy, are you crazy? Slaves don't like a madman. The femme fatale smiled charmingly.

"Slut!" The beggars who block the road scolding with contempt.

"Alas! Iniquity! Ni Ge, come with me! Yan Zhenren suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Bullnose, you dare!"

The rest of the people, seeing Yan Zhenren making a move, immediately attacked Yan Zhenren indiscriminately. Of course, there should be some active minds in it, and they will invariably attack towards Purdue Monk and kill.

Soul Storm! At this chaotic moment, I roared wildly, and suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground, and my right hand poured all my spiritual power into the ground with a fierce punch.

Time seems to freeze in this moment. The Venerable who was rushing around him, his body was imprisoned, he maintained a running posture, and his eyes gradually drifted.

The fifteen Heavenly Masters beside him turned pale in an instant, and their movements were sluggish for a moment.

This was the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity I had been waiting for, as Purdue had been beaten into a honeycomb in the previous round of attacks, and in a matter of moments it was absorbed into powder by my right hand. The originally dry spiritual power instantly became abundant.

The Soul Devouring Sword was instantly sacrificed, and in a few swallows, it had already slashed the heads of the closest Heavenly Masters into the sky.

"You! You're a demon! The young face of the beggar in the way looked terrified.

The rest of the people were momentarily stunned. Where would I let go of such an opportunity. As for the difference between gods and demons, I have long since let go. God or demons. If you can't move with your heart, then what do you have to cultivate, and what do you talk about going against the sky?

In contrast, I prefer to be in this state, as long as I am fighting, there is an endless supply of spiritual power. The original expected depletion of spiritual power seems to be a redundant move.

Bang! Like glass shattering. At the same time as the Soul Eater Sword stabbed at an old man, the old man suddenly raised his hand, and a shield with a simple shape suddenly appeared. But under the blessing of the soul realm, he was stabbed by a sword.

After such a delay, the remaining eight Heavenly Masters suddenly regained their freedom. Each of them had a frightened expression on their faces. However, these people are still very confident, there is only one person on the other side, and there are eight Heavenly Master-level masters on their side.

"Let's go up together and kill him, anyway, we want his flesh and blood, and everyone can share it!" The beggar said through gritted teeth.

Everyone looked at each other, and there was a greedy look in their eyes again.

Because Yan Zhenren reacted quickly, he was still afraid at this time and hid in the back. It was precisely because of this that Yan Zhenren saw a scene that made him unbelievable. The corpses on the ground were withering rapidly. That's right, it's like a battle of baptism over countless years, quickly shriveled and weathered, until it becomes a handful of loess.

Similarly, despite this, Yan Zhenren still didn't believe that anything would go wrong with the eight Heavenly Masters.