Chapter 209 Maitreya Buddha Umbrella

Although Heng Jing didn't know what the eight-wristed pressure box ability was, but at this time Heng Jing couldn't retreat, Heng Jing glanced at the eight wrists, and smiled coldly, "Give me anything."

The eight wrists did not feel a little unhappy because of Heng Jing's provocation, but stared at Heng Jing with very appreciative eyes, in the eight wrists Heng Jing does have the qualifications to provoke him, the eight wrists smiled on his face, but his heart was already thinking about countermeasures, no one was willing to use his ability to press the box, because this is his last move, if this move can not defeat the opponent, then it will be himself who will die,

But the eight wrists can no longer be without, the eight wrists look at Heng Jing and said, "He can judge my position from the direction of my wrist hand, it seems that if I want to use my wrist hand invisibly, his chance of attacking is very small, his prediction and decision are very strong, and he can also use electricity, in this case, I can only compare with him, who has more spells in his body"

Eight Wrists suddenly jumped back and jumped three feet onto a tree branch, because he wanted to watch the battle from a high level, Eight Wrists stroked the tree with his left hand and said, "Sucker Formation,"

Suddenly, in the whole dense forest, one by one, inch by inch, the body of the tree was quickly covered with suckers, but it was not only the trees that were full of suckers, Heng Jing suddenly felt a shock under his feet, a whirlpool appeared on the ground, and the soil on the ground shook one after another, only to see a sucker coming out of the ground,

There is more than one suction cup, just when Heng Jing has not fully reacted, Heng Jing found himself standing in a big bowl hand, the wrist and hand are equal to the ground, Heng Jing looked around, only to see the ground, full of trees, all suckers,

Heng Jing was very nervous, and Heng Jing's previous calm confidence was gone at this moment.

Eight Wrists has used his last move, because he must Heng Jing pay the due price, Heng Jing has felt the terrifying murderous aura emanating from Eight Wrists, and the atmosphere in the dense forest is suddenly extremely cold, there is a precursor to an approaching storm,

Eight Wrists suddenly laughed out loud, "This is my sucker array, no one can escape"

Heng Jing was shocked in his heart, but he suddenly smiled faintly on his face, "Your spell is really disgusting to watch,"

Eight Wrists also smiled faintly, "Evil is not disgusting, this is the last scene you can see before you die,"

Heng Jing's eyes suddenly twisted, because he had seen the eight wrists move, the eight wrists moved not the body, but the hand, the eight wrists bit their fingers, and the blood on the fingers on the sucker of the tree was scratched, the eight wrists used to bite the fingers and hands, and the palm of the hand hit the tree with a big palm, causing the leaves to fall, and the eight wrists immediately shouted "Zhang Mo poured juice,"

I saw that underground, above the tree, in more than a thousand suction cups, at the same time, the ink was ejaculated, and the eight-wristed smiled fiercely, "Haha, I see how you can hide this time,"

The ink in more than 1,000 suction cups shot at Hengjing at the same time, Hengjing didn't dare not move, Hengjing is no longer standing still now, let the current on his body automatically cut the ink, because more than 1,000 suction cups shoot ink at the same time, it is equivalent to locking every part of Hengjing's body steadily, as long as any part of the body is splashed with ink, then Hengjing must be a big deal.

But he wants to move, where should he move, the ink is like rain, people are running fast, how can there be rain disease, Heng Jing hurriedly retreated three steps at his feet, but he could only take three steps back, because the ink in the sky had all poured down on Heng Jing's body,

Seeing that Hengjing had been completely covered with ink, he smiled lightly, "Unexpectedly, you still lost"

But the eight wrists suddenly couldn't laugh again, because Heng Jing who was covered by ink was a little strange, the strange thing was not Heng Jing, Heng Jing at this time had been completely covered by ink, just like a clay stone statue, the eight wrists were now unable to see Heng Jing's face, and the eight wrists felt that the strange place was the form of Heng Jing, it stands to reason that people were covered by ink, and what appeared should still be the shape of a human figure,

But Heng Jing is not, Heng Jing's shape at this time is like an umbrella-shaped pavilion, as if these ink covers not people, but a pavilion, just when the eight wrists are uncertain, this pavilion suddenly sounded the sound of electricity, and suddenly only heard the sound of electric snakes yesterday, Zizi violently, one of the blue electric snakes jumped out from the inside of the ink-covered pavilion,

This electric snake is like a pioneer, a squeeze out of tens of millions of electric snakes at the same time after a while, the face of the eight wrists has been reflected by these countless flashing electric snakes,

The constant voice was in the ink-covered interior, and a low roar came out, "Maitreya Buddha umbrella, turn,"

I only heard the inside covered by the ink, there was a sound of rapid rotation, as if something was rotating with the current inside to cut the ink, and after a while, the ink was cut and splashed, and some ink even splashed on the face of the eight wrists, but the eight wrists did not move, as if there was nothing else that could make him move, because his eyes were firmly fixed on the location of the sound,

Just in the eight wrists of a few breaths, the ink slammed, all of them were cut, Heng Jing held the Maitreya Buddha umbrella, the ink had broken and flew out, a trace of cold sweat suddenly seeped out from both sides of the nose of the eight wrists, he calculated everything, and finally did not calculate that Heng Jing would break the ink,

Heng Jing majestic holding Maitreya Buddha umbrella, Maitreya Buddha umbrella than ordinary umbrella, a lot bigger, Maitreya Buddha umbrella whole blue, blue like electricity, because Maitreya Buddha umbrella entire umbrella has electric flow,

Eight wrists took a deep breath, trying to maintain the stability of his mentality, he told himself that he couldn't panic, and he couldn't mess with himself, at this life-and-death juncture, any little gaffe could cause irreparable defeat,

What the eight wrists want to know most is what kind of umbrella this is, this umbrella can actually circulate current, at this moment the eight wrists have a feeling of being cocooned and self-bound, so the eight wrists pressed their hearts and asked, "What kind of umbrella is this?"

Heng Jing's eyes regained his confidence, and Heng Jing said, "This is the Maitreya Buddha umbrella, it can be as big as a pavilion, so that the entire umbrella body is filled with electricity, when you shoot ink, I stand in the center of this pavilion, fortunately I am one step faster, otherwise, I can't resist your trick"

As soon as the eight wrists heard the Maitreya Buddha umbrella, the eight wrists were shocked in their hearts, and his eyes stared at Heng Jing and said, "You are Heng Jing,"

Heng Jing smiled slightly, "You know me,"

Eight wrists smiled bitterly and said, "It turned out to be you, no wonder you can compete with me, I can fight with the next Buddha City **, it seems that I am lucky"

Heng Jing said: "There are more senior brothers in the Buddha City than I am qualified to practice the appearance."

Eight wrists sneered, "Don't be modest in front of me, everyone knows that you are the best heir to the next law minister"

After the eight wrists said it, he suddenly made a move by surprise, "Don't say it's the next legal minister, even if it's the current legal minister, I will do it right,"

Eight wrists conjured up a wrist hand, this wrist hand turned into a gun, and rushed towards Heng Jing fiercely, while the wrist hand stabbed Heng Jing into a spear, the eight wrists were also controlling the ink to shoot at Heng Jing,

Heng Jing turned the umbrella bone of the Maitreya Buddha umbrella, only to see the Maitreya Buddha umbrella rotate wildly, Heng Jing suddenly produced a whirlpool of air around the whirlpool, the Maitreya Buddha umbrella suddenly became illusory in the rotation to form a pavilion shape, Heng Jing stood in the pavilion without moving, allowing the current of the Maitreya Buddha umbrella to cut the ink arbitrarily, but this wrist hand is like a gun, and the momentum has rushed into the pavilion arranged by Heng Jing,

On the side of Heng Jing's head, with a "boom", the wrist gun scraped past Heng Jing's ear, and the eight wrists missed a blow, but the eight wrists laughed out at this time, "Look at your Buddha power, you can't take care of every inch of space."

Although the eight wrists are right, but Heng Jing's face is the same, his face does not show anything, Heng Jing silently stared at the eight wrists, Heng Jing said in his heart, "He is right, it does take too much Buddha power to control this Maitreya Buddha umbrella, but if I disillusion this Maitreya Buddha umbrella, I can't deal with him These suction cups, since this is the case, then I will cut off these suckers one by one while I can still conjure up the Maitreya Buddha umbrella,"

Heng Jing has begun to move his body, Heng Jing is just walking in the center of the illusion of the pavilion, he takes every step of the electric current will automatically cut the suction cup located within his three zhang, the eight wrists are still not moving on the tree, watching Heng Jing cutting his ground, the suction cup on the tree, the eight wrists are not in a hurry, but there is no way, because Heng Jing is full of electricity around him, the eight wrists are close to him,

"If he wants to cut it, let him cut it, every time he cuts one, he uses a little Buddha power, I just need to stay away from him, as long as his Buddha power is used up before me, I will give him a fatal blow when the time comes"

Things are moving forward along the strategy of the eight wrists, the purpose of the eight wrists is to compare with Heng Jing, whose spell is exhausted first, Heng Jing's sweat has been flowing down drop by drop, although Heng Jing has cut a lot of suction cups, but the number of suckers is too much, the eight-wristed man manipulated the sucker from time to time on the tree from time to time to shoot ink at him from the dark corner that Heng Jing could not see,

Just after the eight-wristed attempt seventeen times, finally there was an ink, sprayed into the pavilion of Hengjing's illusion, the ink shot into Hengjing's hind knee, the eight-wristed saw the ink shoot Hengjing's hind knee, the eight-wrist immediately manipulated the ink to try to penetrate into the Hengjing meridians, trying to stick to the Hengjing meridians, so that he couldn't move, how could Hengjing not know the intentions of the eight-wrists, because the eight-wrists had said before,

He can manipulate the ink to protect his own meridians, since he can manipulate the ink to protect his own meridians, on the contrary, the eight wrists can also manipulate the ink to block other people's meridians, so when the ink hits his back knee, Heng Jing immediately felt a pain in his heart, and Heng Jing immediately manipulated the current to cut the ink in the back knee.

The eyes of the eight wrists were already wide open, as if they were looking at the dying and struggling prey, and the eight wrists said in their hearts, "Okay, this is very good, it seems that the Buddha power is about to run out, and the umbrella pavilion he conjured up can cut the ink without dead ends, but this is a great exercise after all, and it is difficult for him to last."

Thinking of this, the eight wrists could only work harder, trying to shoot the ink towards the constant static in the suction cup outside the range of constant static cutting, and the current distribution between the left and right shoulders of the constant static was uneven, so these two places had been shot into the ink.

Heng Jing screamed twice, "It's not good, there are already two loopholes,"