I Kissed Zhenzi At The Beginning Of The Live Broadcast

Episode 172

The others put their hands together and said, “Yes!”

Long Po Xi, the blood in the two old bald donkeys of Long Po Shu burned quickly.

Before long, two huge Buddhas descended.

A blue-faced fangs, glaring at him, is the Fudo Mingwang of Buddhism.

The other kind eyebrows are kind, and his body is full of precious light, but behind him there are thousands of hands gently swinging.

This is exactly the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism, Avalokitesvara.

“Amitabha!”

The last person who transformed into Long Po Gan, saw him sing the Buddha’s name.

A larger Buddha statue came in an instant, and an eight-sided and six-handed Buddha statue fell in front of Wang Hao.

At this time, the four directions of Wang Hao, southeast, northwest, are all surrounded by four Buddha statues.

Evil Buddha, Thousand-Hand Guanyin, Fudo Mingwang, and Eight-faced Buddha, among the huge Buddha statues, Wang Hao looks so small.

“Fuck! There are too many bullies and fewer people! As long as you will change, Laozi will also change.”

The black and white of the world in Wang Hao’s body Wang Hao opened his eyes, and then the black and white Wang Hao got up and walked out of Wang Hao’s body.

Three identical Wang Hao stood side by side.

“The world of law.” ×2

Black and white Wang Hao quickly grew bigger, white Wang Hao with 16 hexagrams innate on top of his head, lightly shouted: “Come on the sword!”

Xuanyuanjian quickly grew bigger when he started, maintaining the same proportions as the white Wang Hao’s figure.

The black Wang Hao holds the sword of victory, although he is not as high as the white Wang Hao. However, the two unidentified auras exuding him made Long Po Xi and Long Po E very cautious.

As for Wang Hao’s body… what kind of weapon does the mage want! Just go hand-to-hand.

Wang Hao opened the Zhang Liujin body and rushed directly to Long Po Gan.

The battle on the battlefield broke out in an instant, and all the glass in a radius of a hundred li was shattered.

boom!

It was Wang Hao’s body that was shot out first. The black and white Wang Hao turned his head and glanced at it slightly.

cut! ×2

Wang Hao: (ŎдŎ;)

What was your expression just now? Are you despising me?

Black and white Wang Hao: Ha ha! How can we despise you? We are just feeling sad that we have such a weak ontology.

Wang Hao: Oh! Can you blame me for this? The power of mind was taken away by the two of you, and you took away the weapons. I now rely on physical strength to fight him.

Had it not been for the angel wings to provide some energy, I would have been fucked down.

Black and white Wang Hao: Don’t listen! Do not listen! Wang Ba reciting scriptures.

Wang Hao who flew out was naturally very depressed. This black and white Wang Hao can be said to be his own two souls. If there is no weapon, the two of them will most likely not be Long Po Shu’s opponents.

But if they had weapons, they didn’t have any! Even if you have weapons, you may not be able to do this old miscellaneous hair, let alone no weapons anymore.

If it weren’t for his thick skin and thick flesh, the trick just now would have been deadly.

The white Wang Hao is facing Long Po Shu. Wang Hao’s 16 hexagrams of innate turn slowly, and the various methods of Fenghou Qimen are easily accessible.

The Thousand-Hand Guanyin that Long Po Shu has transformed is not weak.

Every wave of a hand is a kind of Buddhist magical power, the white Wang Hao and the scope of their battle, all elements have become their weapons.

The weather in that area is volatile, with clear skies for a while and lightning and thunder for a while. There are countless flying swords in the middle.

The fighting style of the two seems to be innocent, but secretly it is extremely dangerous, and a little carelessness will lead to life and death.

The black Wang Hao is more straightforward.

Black Wang Hao relied on a pinnacle of swordsmanship to suppress the two Lung Po Xi Lung Po Evil.

Although a few people have gone through hundreds of tricks, the time has only passed more than ten seconds.

Wang Hao got up from the ground, the over-shoulder dragon tattooed on his body broke out.

Together with the golden dragon of hundreds of feet, the giant golden Buddha once again slammed the eight-faced Buddha.

Studio.

Slayer Demon God: “666!”

“Is the little judge actually so fierce? Isn’t this more spreading?”

Milk-flavored radish from the bottom of the Seine: “I didn’t expect the little judge to be so powerful. When I saw his figure, I remembered a word.”

The lurking thief: “Is the one on the top of the list upstairs? Why did you change your name.”

Milky radish from the bottom of the Seine: “Don’t spoil the atmosphere, just change the name. What’s so strange.”

“I suddenly understood the little judge’s mentality. The reason why he doesn’t show his strength is because of his disdain.”

“Summarize it in one sentence.”

“I am invincible in the world, and I won’t fight with the sky or with anyone.”

The Dongchuang incident: “Uh…it’s a bit overwhelmed, the little judge is being beaten violently now!”

Seine milk-flavored radish: “Hehe! What do you know, the little judge has been in this industry for less than a year.”

“Now I can fight with the four guardians of a country. Give him some more time. Couldn’t he reach this height?”

Little Judge: “Well said! It really deserves to be the number one in my favorite list.”

The lurking thief: “???”

“Aren’t you fighting? How come there is still time to come to the live broadcast room.”

Judge: “Well, I was beaten up again, so I took the time to review the live broadcast room. I won’t tell you, I’m going to go.”

Void evil: “…”

…

Withdrawing his attention from the barrage in the live broadcast room, Wang Hao climbed up again.

Although Long Pohao’s eight-faced Buddha is powerful, Wang Hao’s six-legged statue is not paperless.

Although the eight-faced Buddha took Wang Hao away with several full blows, it only caused some minor injuries.

For Wang Hao’s perverted resilience, it consumes some physical power at most, and it does not cause any major problems.

After playing back and forth for several rounds like this, both of them were depressed.

Wang Hao: What the fuck! I am always beaten and cannot fight back. I have never suffered such a crime since I debuted.

Long Po Dare: Where did the bastard get the Zhangliu golden body. Hasn’t this kind of supernatural powers Mahayana Buddhism been lost?

This bastard is like a Xiaoqiang who can’t be beaten, he’s so fucking annoying. Laozi has never hated the Buddha statue like he does now.

The Golden Buddha and the Eight-faced Buddha looked at each other, and now there was a deadlock, and no one could do anything about the other.

Suddenly, a voice rang behind Wang Hao.

“Oh! How did this girl’s master Moxie fly out?”

Wang Hao: (͡°͜ʖ͡°)✧

Sister Meigui, I know you love me the most.

Starting with two magic weapons, Wang Hao’s confidence suddenly came up again.

“Come on! Old bald donkey, let us fight another 800 rounds.”

Wang Hao held two swords and rushed up.

With both swords in hand, although Wang Hao fell in the disadvantaged this time, he did not lose with just one move.

Wang Hao’s hands were confronting the six hands of the Eight-faced Buddha, and one of the faces of the Eight-faced Buddha slowly said: “Donor, it is difficult for you and me to distinguish the outcome than to stop.”

“Hello!”

A cloud of golden light rich in energy hit his face.

The entire battlefield, including Wang Hao’s live broadcast room, instantly heard deathly silence.

Hua Qiuqing: “…”

In our state, although this kind of energy attack can come easily, but you are not so disgusting, right!