Boom -

a building next to the main hall suddenly collapsed.

For a moment, the dust was all over the sky.

But the major powers are still fighting, and the whole temple is full of swords.

Most of the people in the major sects use swords, but they also use knives. They have other weapons.

Leader Qiu slashed a martial monk with his sword and yelled, "kill them for me!"

Shen Tianlong leads 18 generals, takes out the pistol that has been prepared for a long time,

Bang Bang -

Chen Bin has a successful move, and they also use this method to kill the enemy.

Anyway, some opponents who are not too strong will be killed by them.

In this way, Cheng's pressure on them is greatly reduced.

After all, not everyone can avoid bullets.

After killing more than a dozen low-level strongmen in a row, the king of the Golden Wheel snorted and glared at him.

"To die!"

With a shake, a flywheel comes with a whirlwind.

Shen Tianlong yelled, "be careful!"

Instinctively, he rushed over, hugged the brother and fell to the ground.

Brush -

the flywheel passes over the top of the head and cuts a post at the back.

The column with a diameter of more than 30 cm was cut off.

Crash, a piece of rubble fell from the head, hit several people.

Shen Tianlong got up and said angrily, "son of a bitch!"

Bang Bang -

two guns fired at the same time, and fired several shots at the holy king of Jinlun.

In anger, the king of the Golden Wheel flew over with his arms flapping, and then threw out another flywheel.

The two flywheels are as terrible as the saw teeth. Everywhere they go, they are cut off by the flywheels.

A martial monk was not on guard. He was bruised by the flywheel and his intestines flowed out.

Peng -

the king of the Golden Wheel slaps Shen Tianlong with one hand.

The king of the golden wheel is the strength of the peak state. At present, no one can match him.

Shen Tianlong's strength is naturally patted by others.

Poof -

SHEN Tianlong spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

Dog day's king of the golden wheel is too powerful.

Lengfeng rushes over to help Shen Tianlong, "little Lord, what's the matter?"

Shen Tianlong shakes his head, poof -

at this moment, the king of the Golden Wheel pounces on him and starts to fight all the 18 generals.

Without the help of 18 generals' bullets, the pressure on the people of the nine ethnic groups increased again.

Cheng Lao and others fought with blood, and gradually they all won the lottery.

Only Xueyi sword and Cheng Linglong can fight.

There is still a big gap in the strength of others.

But fortunately, the strength of the other side's strong people is not all heaven level.

Master wuhui leads his disciples to deal with the people in the world.

Dang -

there was a sound of sword in the void. Hua Linglong split Ling Feng's black sword with one knife, and pengdi slapped him in the chest.

Lingfeng Taoist priest was actually knocked down by hualinglong, and hit her.

Poof -

Hua Linglong made a successful move, flew over and chopped the machete in her hand.

Dang -

over there, a flywheel swept by, blocking Hua Linglong's knife.

"Waste!"

The king of the Golden Wheel said angrily that he came in the air and patted hualinglong in the air.

"Ah, yo -"

which is Hua Linglong's opponent?

In addition, the other side is sneak attack, accidentally in the Golden Wheel holy King move.

Seeing hualinglong falling down, the king of Jinlun looks indifferent and stares at Cheng Xueyi, who is fighting with the devil in the void.

The figure of the king of the Golden Wheel floats up and stares at Cheng Xueyi

Cheng Xueyi is furious, "what thing?"

Jiao drinks, the long belt in the hand condenses into a sharp sword, cuts to the ugly king of the golden wheel.

Dang -

the king of the Golden Wheel threw out a flywheel and said, "you have good talent. Why don't you go back and make a cauldron with me?"

Cheng Xueyi's face was livid, "the dog can't spit out Ivory!"

"Old man, take your life!"

She gave up her evil feeling and stabbed the king with one sword.

The king of the golden wheel is really ugly, rough and ugly. No wonder Cheng Xueyi is very angry.

Seeing Cheng Xueyi pounce on him, King Jinlun is very happy, and his palms are closed.

Two flywheels hold Cheng Xueyi's sword.

"No one I like can escape. You can't run away today!"

Around the hands of the king of the golden wheel, two flywheels, one in front of the other in the back, cut toward Cheng Xueyi.

Where is Cheng Xueyi's opponent?Butianjue can't deal with jinlunshengwang.

Pengpeng, pengpeng -

the king of the Golden Wheel takes more than ten palms in a row, and two flywheels chop back and forth. Cheng Xueyi takes a careless move and is beaten out by him.

Plop -

he fell heavily on the eaves and rolled several times.

"Snow clothes!"

Cheng shouts and rushes past his opponent.

Cough -

Cheng Xueyi coughed several times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of hatred.

The king of the Golden Wheel laughed, "what a good cauldron! I'm going to make a decision!"

Just like a roc bird, he soars up and pours on old Cheng and old Cheng.

"Amitabha!"

There was an old voice in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion.

Dong -

a huge bronze bell came across the sky.

The king of the golden wheel was stunned and played double round again.

Dangdang -

when the flywheel brushed the clock, it was not damaged.

And continue to bump into the king of the golden wheel.

The king of the Golden Wheel shook his arms and clapped heavily on the clock, which made a long sound.

A gray shadow came through the air, flying in the air.

Through -

a boundless force, passing through the bell, hit the king of the Golden Wheel heavily on the chest.

The king of the Golden Wheel flew out upside down and broke a thick tree trunk in the temple.

Poof -

it's his turn to spit blood.

The king of the Golden Wheel covered his chest and said, "who is it?"

Everyone looked over and saw a gray shadow falling with the clock.

Dong -

the sound of the big bell landing made everyone's ears numb.

An old monk in grey robes was sitting on the big clock. "Amitabha!"

The king of the golden wheel was flustered, but he hurt himself with one palm, and it was across the clock. This skill alone was enough to shock people all over the world.

You should know that you are a strong man at the top of the heaven level. You can see how powerful his strength is.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and it's time to look back."

The old monk closed his eyes and made a compassionate voice.

The king of the Golden Wheel got up and said, "what kind of God is an old monk doing here?"

"The two demons, the four Dharma protectors, the eight holy kings, and the twelve helmsman under the command of the holy king are powerful. Can you stop them as a monk?"

"When Shengjun goes out of the pass, all of you are in front of Shengjun. It's just a mantis arm pawning a cart."

"The general situation of the nine ethnic groups is gone. Accept your destiny!"

The king of the Golden Wheel shook his arms and the two flywheels returned to his hands again.

He grabs the flywheel and cuts it!

Throw at the old monk.

The old monk read a sentence again, Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful.

The two hands smashed the two flywheels.

The figure of the king of the golden wheel comes quickly, with two palms together and a big head -

with the strength of his peak strongman, he strives to hit the middle.

The old monk just raised his hand lightly, and an invisible force immediately poured into the void.

The king of gold wheel was bound by this force and ran into it out of control.

Peng -

two palms clapped tightly, a terrible force quickly spread from the palm to his whole body.

The power spread all over his body with visible speed.

Boom -

there was a loud noise in the void, and the body of the king of the golden wheel was directly shattered.

A piece of debris splashed, and a strong smell of blood rose in the air.

The old monk slowly took back his palm, "Amitabha!"