Maoshan Ghost King

Among them, the most ferocious is Zen Master Mai Peng. With one person's strength, he resisted seven or eight red-robed lower-headed masters who cultivated in the realm of real people. This famous monk in Southeast Asia, but with one palm, nothing Wu, wandering among the seven or eight red-robed descending head masters, still seems to be able to do so easily, his body is covered with a faint golden light, like the light of Buddha, even if the red-robed descending head masters are facing him Some poisonous powder was thrown out, and some terrifying beetles were shot. They were not close to the body of the Zen Master Mai Peng, and they were shielded by the golden glow that enveloped him.

Those red-clothed head-down masters can only use the machete in their hands to siege Zen Master Mai Peng, and it becomes more and more difficult.

As for the twenty or thirty monks of the Reclining Buddha Temple, they confronted the other dozen black-robed descendants brought by Song En and dozens of his betrayed subordinates.

In terms of numbers, Song En still has a huge advantage. Although the people on his side are constantly falling, Song En doesn't seem to worry at all, and he has the chance to win.

However, apart from the Mai Peng Zen Master, there is no master who can take too much.

The fighting was extremely tragic, and people on both sides continued to fall in a pool of blood.

In just a few minutes, seven or eight monks were cut to the ground on the Reclining Buddha Temple, and Song En's death was a small number of insignificant characters, most of which were the subordinates of Tira's rebellion.

These people are the grass on the wall. If the scenery is good over there, they can fall to the other side. There is no real ability. Naturally, Song En will not take the lives of these people in his heart. They are all dead.

Maybe someday someone bullied him, and these clutters would help them deal with themselves.

The reason why they didn't kill them was just to let them be cannon fodder.

After another moment, the two black-clothed lower-headed masters who were fighting with Tira saw that they had been unable to take Tira. They were secretly annoyed and looked at each other. One of them threw a large amount of poison toward Tira. Fan, another black-clothed head-down master flicked his sleeves and threw out a small red snake toward the lift, opened his big mouth, and bit it toward the lift.

Lift your footsteps a bit, retreat hurriedly, temporarily avoiding the package range of the drop-head powder, then flipping from the palm of your hand, a colorful poisonous scorpion, waving two huge iron tongs from the palm of the lifting Jumped up and ran straight to the scarlet little snake.

In mid-air, the hand was handed over, and the colorful poisonous scorpion pinched the body of the little crimson snake. With a little effort, the little crimson snake was clamped in two and fell to the ground.

After the little snake landed, his figure was still shaking slightly, and the tail needles of the colorful poisonous scorpion fell together, just on the head of the crimson poisonous snake, and the little snake completely lost its vitality.

When the scarlet little snake died, the black-clothed head-down master who had released the little snake suddenly snorted, his face changed drastically, and his energy was gone.

This crimson little snake is the destiny of the head descending worm. Once the crimson little snake is killed, the head descending master himself will suffer severe damage.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lifting and striding up, the double knives in his hands directed towards the injured black-clothed head-reducing master several times, almost deadly, and stabbed a few on the black-clothed head-reducing master. Blood hole.

Blood spattered from the neck of the black-clothed head-down master, and blood was flowing in his chest, and he fell straight back.

Another black-clothed head-down master immediately rubbed his body again, trying to intercept the lifting, obviously it was too late.

Lifting quickly retracted the knife, slashed diagonally, and forced back another head-down master. The traitor Da Kuan was about to face him, but the colorful poisonous scorpion jumped up and rushed toward Da Kuan.

Na Ta Kwan had been with Tila for so many years before, and she naturally knew that this colorful poisonous scorpion was extremely poisonous. It was Tila’s natal drop-head worm. It has been in the body for more than ten years. It is very scary, so I saw that The colorful poisonous scorpion crawled up, and Darquan suddenly lost the courage of the first battle and quickly backed out.

Without the help of Da Kuan and the other head-removing division, the other head-removing division had few tricks under Tila's hand and was also beheaded by Tila.

As the eldest sister of Pattaya, it is very unlikely that you don't have some real skills.

After cutting over the two black-clothed head-down masters, Thira's gaze quickly locked on Song En again, carrying two short blood knives, and pounced directly at Song En.

Song En's mouth always wore a faint smile, as if strategizing, it was as if lifting was already in his bag.

It wasn't until Tila rushed to his side that Song En took out a spear from his body, like a snake out of a hole, and thrust it towards Tila's heart.

Lifting suddenly weakened his waist, and the two knives made a spark on his long hair, and quickly approached Songen. As soon as he was about to chop off his hands, Songen suddenly Changing his move, he lifted the spear in his hand slightly, and kicked it towards the lift.

Tira hurriedly drew from the back of Song En's vicious kick.

"I'm really blind, I took you in at the beginning." Tila said bitterly.

"Tila, if you were my woman back then, it wouldn't be what you are now. Now you have promised, it's not too late..." Song En narrowed his eyes.

"Go ahead in your dreams!" Tila yelled, and the double knives rounded up again, and slew towards Song En.

The two fight, one with a spear and the other with a short knife.

As the saying goes, one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous. When the two fight together, the moves are really beautiful.

But at this moment, I can see that the lifting is very difficult, and I have been under Songen's control. Songen didn't want to kill the lifting. At this time, Songen is more subtle than the lifting. I don't know how much. .

Song En was not in a hurry to quickly take the lift. This time, he had already laid out a net around him, and it was impossible for the lift to escape from his palm.

There is also the Zen Master Mai Phong of the Reclining Buddha Temple.

This old monk is a very famous monk in Southeast Asia. He just surrendered him and brought him back to Godfather Wulong to devour his cultivation. The godfather would be very happy. As for Nathira, he would have to Become a bird in his own cage.

When Tiara was fighting with Song En, Zen Master Mai Peng suddenly burst out with a very powerful force. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. A Zen stick suddenly appeared in his hand. The Buddha was angry and wanted It's killing off.

With a loud shout, the sound was like a Hong Zhong, and with a wave of the Zen stick in the hands of Zen Master Mai Peng, he immediately knocked a red robe down-headed master away, spurting blood.