I Kissed Zhenzi At The Beginning Of The Live Broadcast

Chapter 173 Big Brothers Gathered! (Six changes, first update, ask for votes)

I don’t know how long it took, there was a huge roar on the battlefield. The speed of an object is already close to the speed of sound.

Before the object flew far, another huge Buddha statue chased it up.

boom!

A fierce cannon hammer knocked down Wang Hao during the flight.

A big transparent hole appeared in the chest of the golden Buddha, which was caused by the angry blow of the eight-faced Buddha by LP Dare.

Bang!

Step on the golden Buddha’s chest with one foot, and hit the golden Buddha’s face with a fist like raindrops.

The hands of the Golden Buddha wanted to fight back, but they were held down by the other two hands of the Eight-faced Buddha.

Black and white Wang Hao came to the rescue, the Eight-faced Buddha threw a vajra, and the white Wang Hao was nailed directly to the ground.

The black Wang Hao is the side where the Eight-faced Buddha is holding the Demon Sword, which is split into two pieces.

boom! boom! boom!

Countless attacks fell on Wang Hao. At this time, he couldn’t do anything except passively be beaten.

The attack of the Eight-faced Buddha lasted two full minutes, and Wang Hao’s six-legged golden body was completely broken.

The eight-faced Buddha stopped again, waved his palm slightly, and the storm rose suddenly, blowing away the dust that was aroused on the ground.

A large hole of 100 meters appeared on the ground. The four Buddhas looked at the hole, and it didn’t take long for a sound to be heard in the hole.

“Ahem!”

“Sure enough, I am worthy of being the number one holy monk in Thailand, and I have no power to fight against him.”

Wang Hao got up shaky from the pit, and a fist-sized hole appeared on his right chest.

His hands were completely interrupted, and they could only move with the wind along with the earth’s gravity. The fist marks and knife marks on his body are countless.

“Buddha Amitabha, the old monk has committed anger today. When he goes back, he will chant a hundred times to eliminate his sins.”

“Donor, there is an old monk here, you can’t kill Long Po Evil, you should go back.”

“Long Po Evil is one of the guardians of our country. If you kill him, then if the country is in danger, many innocent people will die for it. Do you really bear it?”

“Hahaha!”

“Just because he is the guardian, can he kill people for no reason? Just because he bears more responsibility, so he doesn’t have to kill and pay for his life?”

“If you say like this, I am stronger, younger, and more potential than him. Does that mean I can also kill people unscrupulously!”

Faced with Wang Hao’s question, the Eight-faced Buddha was silent.

“Hahaha!”

Wang Hao looked up to the sky and laughed.

“I want to let him go too! But my friend’s soul has been urging me, she won’t agree!”

“But the souls who died across the temple do not agree! Too many innocent people have died because of your indulgence. Those who need to be protected are innocent, so are they innocent?”

Wang Hao summoned Sadako, and took the black and white Wang Hao back into his body.

When Xiantian 16 hexagrams rotate, a large amount of white thought power enters Wang Hao’s body, and a large amount of black thought power flows out of Zhenzi’s body.

The black and white thought power in Wang Hao’s body was filled again, and the injuries on his body began to recover.

Although the apparent injury has recovered, Wang Hao can no longer push Zhang Liujin’s body. Because Wang Hao was seriously injured at this time, Long Po’s attack was not a vegetarian.

“Donor, even if you regain your mind power again, you will still not be the opponent of the old monk.”

“You don’t have a Buddhist golden body now. Once you do it, you will definitely die.”

“Really? I really will die? To be honest, I haven’t realized what it feels like to die when I grow up so old, it’s better to help me, the old monk.”

Wang Hao was holding two swords and looked at the Eight-faced Buddha with a smile. The thought power in his body was surging. He was looking for the right opportunity and wanted to give the Eight-faced Buddha a fatal blow.

“enough!”

There was a voice in the sky, and a dozen people with different clothes floated in the air.

Among them, Wang Hao knew several people, namely Zhang Zhiwei, the celestial master of Longhushan, and Huiming, the master of Xuankong Temple.

Beside them, there was an old man who was struggling to walk.

The old master fell from the sky and came to Wang Hao and said, “Boy, I have enough trouble today, it’s time to go back.”

“Every Guardian is precious and cannot be easily killed.”

Hearing this, Wang Hao’s eyes were a little disappointed. He questioned: “Tianshi, is it possible that Meng Wenjun is dead in vain?”

“If the guardian makes a mistake, there will naturally be corresponding punishments, but private kills are absolutely not allowed.”

“Ha ha!”

Wang Hao looked at the old master with a sneer and took two steps back.

“I have always been proud of being a Chinese, my dear teacher, what you said today has disappointed me.”

“No matter what you say, today this old bastard is dead.”

The old master is also a little anxious. He hates that iron can’t make steel. He cursed: “I said why your kid is so stubborn? Now so many big people are here, you have to kill him now!”

“You can’t wait for him to be alone and quietly kill him! When you run into the country, who can take you?”

Everyone: “…”

Although you speak in a very small voice, which one of you present is not a strong person, can’t we hear it?

A monk in the sky asked the old Taoist priest: “Senior, China is indeed a powerful country, but is it really good for you to bully the weak like this?”

“What is Zhang Zhiwei’s intention to humiliate my upper Buddhism so much.”

The old Taoist’s half-squinted eyes still did not open, and after a while he was suddenly awakened.

“Little monk, you call me! The kid said that, go find him! Ask me what I am doing.”

The monk was choked immediately.

Then I have to beat that old pervert too! You people in China are more perverted, and the more troublesome thing is that this old Taoist is still shameless.

As long as I make a little real effort here, he will run. Laozi’s longevity is running out, and he can’t afford it.

Studio.

Milky radish from the bottom of the Seine: “Who are those flying in the sky! Come and explain.”

Infernal Puppet Master: “I! I know! The old Taoist who needs to be supported on foot is from Wudang Mountain. The specific situation is not clear. Anyway, he is the big one among the big ones.”

“You know the old celestial master and the bald head, I won’t explain it. As for the other monks who are dressed in the same dress as Long Po Dao.”

“They are the guardians from Myanmar and Laos. The religions of the three countries are all upper Buddhism. So almost all of them have learned from the same school.”

Heaven Slayer Demon God: “Hi! So many big people! It seems that the little judge can’t avenge the dreamer this time!”

Lord Birus: “Although it is impossible under normal circumstances, I always feel that the little judge is holding back some bad idea.”

The lurking thief: “+1”

Void evil: “+1”

…

Hearing the words of the celestial master, Wang Hao’s eyes suddenly brightened, and he patted his hands and said, “Yeah! Why didn’t I expect it? When these old miscellaneous hairs are left alone, I will kill them one by one.”

Long Po dare: “…”

Can you speak quietly, we are still standing by.