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However, the strong man of the Buddha Sect has been fighting against the alliance for a long time, and this incompetent emperor has not appeared from beginning to end, why is this?

A smell of conspiracy slowly arose in the hearts of everyone, and this conspiracy became a worry for many alliance powerhouses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just when everyone was confused about what this conspiracy was, they heard the Black Prison King at the peak shouting: "Incompetent Emperor, show up!"

"Haha, if you want to keep so many of us, this king really admires your layout and methods!"

The Black Prison King said this, and the entire sky was still quiet, without any sound, and he did not see the Lotus Emperor.

Everyone thought, maybe the Lotus Emperor is indeed not here, otherwise, how can he not care if the Black Prison King is so loud?

At this time, the Black Prison King's sword eyebrows were furrowed, holding a black long sword, and his fighting spirit was calm, as if he was a little angry, only to hear his voice be a little cold and said again: "Could it be that you are an incompetent emperor who dares to be a person who dare not be!?"

"Hehe, it turns out that the lord of the Lotus Empire, the incompetent emperor, is a snake and mouse, and he can't see anyone!haha~"

At this moment, it seemed that the annoyed and angry Black Prison King was actually using the radical method.

It's just that such a radical method will work for the mysterious Lotus Emperor?

The Black Prison King was so rampant, mocking the Great Emperor of the Lotus Empire in front of many powerful people, the master of the entire Buddhist Sect, the many disciples of the Buddhist Sect and the followers of the Buddha, how could he stand it.

If the lord of the country is humiliated, the country is humiliated? If the country is humiliated, everyone will be humiliated!

At this moment, among the many emperor-level powerhouses in the Lotus Empire, a bald-headed yellow-clothed monk walked out, this monk had a black old face, and his expression was arrogant, and he suddenly volleyed into the air and took a step.

Then, in an extremely arrogant and arrogant voice, he angrily reproached the Black Prison King: "Black Prison King, what are you to dare to say such about the Lord of my Lotus Empire!"

"Hmph, in terms of identity, you are just a small prince of the Tulip Empire, even if you do whatever you want in the Tulip Empire, but in my Lotus Empire, it is the dragon you give to this Bodhisattva, and it is the tiger you have to lie down for this Bodhisattva!"

"There are many strong people here, where can you talk about your little prince's disrespectful words, you ......"

The Lotus Empire, a Bodhisattva-level powerhouse, had never heard of some of the deeds of the Black Prison King.

The murderous demon Black Prison King, the eighty percent of the soldiers and horses who command the Tulip Empire, are stationed at the border!

Under the sword of the murderous maniac, he killed more than 1,000 famous generals and marshals, and killed millions of ordinary soldiers.

The murderous maniac has been stained with blood in many battles, and he is almost the arrival of the demon god!

The murderous demon is the most ruthless person in the Rose Continent, and he even has his own wife and heirs! Tiger poison does not eat children, as if it is not applicable to him!

Ningjiao Continent's Eight Sects, Don't Provoke the Black Prison to Break the Soul!

Let you kill all the princes and princes, and the road will be closed when you encounter mad demons!

The mad demon poison is the most in the world, and the gods and Buddhas are poisoned and the golden body is broken!

Anger the gods are innocent, and the three lives of the black prison are repentant!

This ballad seems to be smooth, and it proves that the murderer demon Black Prison King is the monarch of poison!

It is precisely because of these bad deeds of the Black Prison King that this Bodhisattva-level Buddha cultivator can't help but want to reluctantly scold the Black Prison King among many strong people.

However, before the yellow-clothed monk finished speaking, he saw the black long sword in the black prison king's hand flutter elegantly, and a sword light instantly soared hundreds of meters away, like bright thunder and lightning, straight to the yellow-clothed monk.

This bald-headed yellow-clothed monk never expected that the Black Prison King would sneak attack in front of many strong people, and he would attack so quickly.

In a hurry, he hurriedly waved the loess-colored bowl in his hand, and the yellow bowl rose when he saw the wind, becoming like the size of a stone jar, and suddenly slammed into the sword of the Black Prison King, like a bowl the size of a stone jar, wanting to smash this sword.

"Bang!"

The loess-colored bowl suddenly disintegrated and became sparse after encountering the sword.

The bald-headed yellow-clothed monk didn't seem to expect that his natal bowl would be shattered so easily, and his whole person hadn't recovered yet, but the sharp sword of the Black Prison King had arrived.

The bald-headed yellow-clothed monk didn't have time to dodge this sword, and watched as the sword stabbed towards him.

At this critical moment, a flashing Buddha light, like a mountain-like swastika, flew out, and slapped dangerously on the sword.

There was a crisp sound of "throat", and the sword of the Black Prison King was deflected by the swastika.

Even so, the sword did not shatter, but pierced the bald yellow-robed monk's left arm diagonally.

"Ahh

I only heard the yellow-clothed monk let out an unbearable scream of pain, and his left arm was instantly cut off by the sword and fell into the sky.

At the top of the firmament, all the spaces were shattered, and under the fierce wind raging in the space, the severed left arm instantly turned to ashes and disappeared.

Losing his natal bowl and losing another arm, the bald yellow-clothed monk's face was like white paper, his body was unstable, as if he was about to fall into the air, and his mouth was suddenly sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt out several mouthfuls of Yin Hong's blood.

"Dream shot, you go back and heal first!"

At this time, the Great Elder Taishang, who had been closing his eyes and had not said a word, said lightly to the yellow-clothed monk.

It turned out that the yellow-clothed monk who lost his arm was a disciple of the same generation as the current Great Elder Mengyi of the Buddhist Sect.

This Bodhisattva-level Dream Shooting Elder, he also knew that he was seriously injured, and after listening to the empty words of the Supreme Elder, he didn't dare to say anything more, and viciously glanced at the Black Prison King in the distance, so he lowered his posture and went to the Buddha Sect Mountain at the exit of the Goldfish Pond.

Below the sky, a certain fat man saw this scene, took a bite of the meaty thigh in his hand, swallowed a mouthful of spit, his eyes widened, and said with some emotion: "Good girl, this black prison king, it's really ruthless!

After saying that, the fat man ignored the gaze of everyone around him, and wiped his hair with his oily right hand, as if he was using these animal fats to maintain his "shiny" hairstyle.

"That's it, you don't look at other people's murderous names, people call them murderers!"

"By the way, the person whose arm was removed seems to be also an emperor-level powerhouse, right?" At this time, a super thin man with a body like ribs, clothes like a beggar, and no few catties of meat on his body asked.

"Hehe, what if he's an emperor-level powerhouse? As long as he's not at the peak of the emperor-level, he still has a fall!"

Hearing the question of the ultra-thin man, a man less than a meter tall, with unkempt white hair, like a dwarf, snorted coldly.

When everyone heard the dwarf's words, they all took a breath of cold air, and a feeling of cultivation suddenly sprouted in their hearts.

"That's right, if you don't cultivate to the peak of the emperor-level, any battle happens, and the emperor-level powerhouse still has the possibility of falling!"

"Strength!Strength!! If you want to gain a firm foothold on the Rose Continent, you can only do it if you have strong strength!"

Seeing that everyone agreed with his point of view, the unkempt white-haired dwarf passer-by A was very proud.

Immediately, he said eloquently in the tone of teaching juniors: "Young man, in the future, your eyes will be bright, like such an overlord emperor, with a snot touch, absolutely no one dares to provoke it!"

After swallowing a mouthful of spit, the fat man who was still eating wild beef glanced at the passer-by, and then scratched his head again with the oil-stained one, and asked curiously.

"Since the Black Prison King is such a strong man, but ...... Why, that old monk dared to fight with him, but why didn't he dare to talk to him?"

As soon as the fat man finished asking, the white-haired dwarf man rolled his eyes, as if he was extremely helpless about the fat man, and then spoke.

"Emptiness does not speak..... He.... He'.....!"

"Ahem, he doesn't speak because ......"