Chapter 504
Chapter [-]: Eastern Shot
"Tsk tsk." Wan Zhong's mocking voice became louder and louder: "Unexpectedly, the eminent monk known as King Ming would get angry because of these two words. Could this be the angry-eyed Vajra of Buddhism? You really disappointed me!"

"Let's do it together!"

Fudo Mingwang had already seen Wanzhong's intentions, and Shituo Mingwang's character was a problem, which was clear to them. If Wanzhong really aroused Shituo Mingwang's anger and let the formation get rid of flaws, That's suicide.

In fact, what they didn't know was that if Dongfang hadn't temporarily taken an interest in them just now and asked Wan Zhong to keep them to see the mystery of the formation, Wan Zhong would have killed them instantly on the spot.

Solitary Cobalt Seal - is a combination of skills, both offensive and defensive. If an ordinary person encounters this move, there is no chance to struggle, just wait to be locked by the golden rope honestly, and then eat the golden needle of the King of Discovery , The life that ends directly is.

As for whether it is still on the Western Paradise Bliss, huh, only ghosts know.

But they are facing Wan Zhong, who still has a magic sword that has long wanted to drink blood.

It's hard to get close to his body with just two golden ropes, let alone lock them!

The two golden ropes were like two dragons coming out of the water, they kept wandering around Wan Zhong, and whenever they showed their fangs, Wan Zhong always noticed them first and killed their attack in advance.

Suffocated!
No matter how they change, Wan Zhong seems to be the first to discover their intentions. Is there really such a big gap?

King Shituo Ming also gradually calmed down, thinking that he almost sent the three of himself to death because of what he just did, so he became extra careful at this moment.

No matter how provocative Wan Zhong is, he has already prepared himself, and obviously has produced a lot of resistance.

"It looks like some Buddhist disciples now." Wan Zhong's mouth twitched lightly, who would have thought that a little doll who was kicked out by Buddhism back then would have grown to such a state now.

"You don't even know what a real devil is!" Wan Zhong sighed secretly, but there were some changes in the magic sword in his hand.

"Let the old bald donkey shoot you." Just when Wan Zhong couldn't help but want to shoot, Dongfang's voice came again from his ear.

"Damn it!" Wan Zhong couldn't help trembling, and he couldn't help but think: "Ms. Dongfang, are you sure we're a couple? How dare you entrap me like this."

"There is a chance!" The three bald donkeys. No, the three kings of Ming have first-rate eyesight, so they naturally caught Wan Zhong's discomfort just now. This is the flaw!

In a master's fight, a slight loss can make a huge difference. It is often the difference of this thought that can determine the victory or defeat, and can also determine life and death.

"Not good!" What the three kings of Ming could notice, how could Wan Zhong himself not be aware of it.

Looking at the two watch gold ropes that he quickly rolled up first, Wan Zhong gave Dongfang a resentful look.

"This is obviously not my strength!" Wan Zhong adjusted his body, allowing two golden ropes to wrap around his body, but his hands were not restrained in any way.

"Wait a minute will kill you guys!" There was already a power accumulated on Wanzhong Demon Sword, and he knew for sure that when this power burst out, no matter how strong the opponent's formation was, he would turn it all into ashes!

This is late bell confidence!

"Success!"

The trio who had been suffocated for a long time, especially Fudo Mingwang, saw that Wanzhong was entangled by two golden cords, and his eyes burst out with light, his golden needles were already hungry and thirsty!

"call out!"

Although he had already made preparations, after seeing the speed of the golden needle, Wan Zhong was still slightly surprised.

Fast, unusually fast!

It's just a little slower than his own shot speed.

A dark red light slashed in the direction of the golden needle following Wan Zhong's movement of swinging the sword.

How could Wan Zhong put himself in such a dangerous situation? As for the flaws and even the expression just now, they were all intentionally performed in order to lure the other party into being fooled and release the golden needle on him.

"I should be the most aggrieved demon in history." After Wan Zhong slashed out with a sword, he thought of a threatening Dongfang, trying to lure me!

Who is the devil!
Wan Zhong secretly smiled wryly.

As the magic sword slid down, it also slashed on the two golden locks that had trapped him and hadn't exerted any strength.

"Clap!"

It was broken in response, and at the same time he slashed out the sword energy and met in the middle of the two sides, and even faintly entered the stage of stalemate!

"Sure enough, there are some doorways!"

Wan Zhong could see clearly that even if the golden needle left Fudo Myoko's chest, Fudo Myoo could still control it.

Just like now, Fudo Mingwang can continue to inject internal force into the golden needle, guaranteeing to break through Wanzhong's sword energy.

The golden cord had already been broken, and the three of them had sensed it, before they had time to think about it, King Dalun Ming and King Shituo Ming had already completely dispersed the remaining golden cord, and at this moment, speed was all they had to fight for.

The two put their hands on the back of Fudo Mingwang, and the power of the three completely entered the body of one of them.

"Photo!"

This is an eruption of Fudo Mingo, and it is also an eruption of Jinzhen.

The golden needle lived up to expectations and pierced through the sword energy, and continued to shoot in the direction of Wanzhong.

"Ding!"

The golden needle that had been given high hopes by the three hit Wanzhong's magic sword accurately.

"Tattoo!"

Wan Zhong couldn't help but backed up again and again, the expression on his face was obviously surprised that there was such a huge power on this small golden needle.

Wan Zhong thought that he had paid enough attention, but he still underestimated the three of them.

But then a cruel smile rose from Wan Zhong's mouth, thinking that the three of them would be cut to pieces by the sword energy set meal he prepared for them, he couldn't bear it under his bloody pupils. There was a hint of pity.

After all, the golden needle only pierced the sword energy, and there is still a big gap between the sword energy and the collapse of the sword energy.

At this moment when the golden needle fell into the air, seeing that the sword energy had come in front of them, they seemed to have completely forgotten their defense, and just waited for the sword energy to tear their bodies apart.

"Are you scared?" Wan Zhong shook the magic sword in his hand in disdain, preparing to deal with the remaining enemies.

"Eh?"

Before Wan Zhong turned his head, he did find that Dongfang on the side waved his sleeve lightly, and it was also a golden needle, but this golden needle was made of black iron, and he didn't think that Fudo Mingwang before was just an illusion of true energy.

The next moment, the sword energy that had already reached King Fudo Ming's eyes was directly scattered by this golden needle, and it was scattered, leaving nothing behind.

"I'll clean it!" Wan Zhong's body also half twisted and stopped here.

"This is how golden needles are used." Dongfang glanced at Wanzhong lightly, and then said: "I haven't seen enough, let them dance around for a while."

(End of this chapter)

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