Chapter 843

When Wan Jinding was about to get close to Brahma, his fist burst out as fast as lightning, bringing up a wave of air. That kind of violent force made the space tremble, and one punch hit Brahma's chest. He thought that this punch was enough to blow Brahma out, and his mind had already come up with Brahma's embarrassed appearance.

Brahma didn't dodge. He stood in the same place and didn't move. He watched Wan Jinding rush towards him. That moment was too fast for ordinary human eyes to see clearly, but the kings could see clearly. They thought Brahma didn't react.

Just as Wan Jinding's fist was about to touch his chest, he made a very shocking move. He stretched his arms and stretched his lazy waist. He looked lazy. NIMA, he took Wan Jinding's fist as paper!

"Bang!"

A blow to Brahma's chest made Wan Jinding subconsciously recall his childhood when his brain was poisoned by martial arts movies and he hit the concrete wall with a small fist. The pain from his face, like a poisonous snake, spread to his heart along his arm and bit his heart and liver. As the saying goes: drill heartache!

Vatican Wensi didn't move. With a "stab" sound from the front chest hit by his fist, the arc shot out and quickly spread to his whole body. Tens of thousands of electric arcs were flashing around his body. A dragon formed by lightning was caught in the sky fire and coiled around his body.

No!

Wan Jinding exclaimed in his heart, and his figure quickly retrogressed. Unfortunately, it was too late, and Brahma took a step forward. His figure had already appeared in front of Wan Jinding. He stepped out and directly kicked on the chest of Wan Jinding without making any sound. In order to destroy the withered and decadent situation, he directly kicked him to the ground, and the mouth of Wan Jinding gushed blood. Before he stood up, he was trampled on by Brahma On his chest, a powerful force of thunder and lightning was mixed with the force of sky fire. The two forces were integrated and penetrated into his body, making him unable to move.

Wan Jinding attacked Brahma, was attacked by Brahma and trampled on the ground. In less than three seconds, the audience on the stage did not understand what was going on, and the duel came to an end.

Ningzihou, the God of wealth, was the most shocked. He had just started the battle, and Brahma pulled down the curtain with the fastest speed. He was so surprised that his eyes almost didn't fly out. He knew Brahma was hard to deal with, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful that he didn't have human nature. His heart rate soared rapidly. If he lost, he would be hurt even if he didn't go bankrupt.

The king of war and the king of God looked at each other and made eye contact again. What's the situation? Are Fantian and wanjinding acting with them? Is the money of their family easy to cheat?

The holy King's wind is light and cloud is light, and he still has a cold expression, but his eyes flash a little joy that is not noticed. The king of wind breathes a sigh of relief. This time, the Holy See has made a big bet on Brahma, and even she has secretly made a bet on Brahma. She sighs in her heart that gambling is really exciting. No wonder it's addictive.

In the VIP banquet not far away, Tang Guo's eyes widened, and in front of the loud Duke, "Ao Na" a voice, excited, excited, yelled: "rich!"

The sharp and harsh voice, through loud public, pierced the silence of the stadium, the God of wealth woke up from the nightmare, suddenly stood up, patted the table hard, yelled into the microphone: "Wan Jinding, what are you still thinking? Let's do it now

It's late, it's fast!

Wan Jinding's face was muddled, and his chest was trampled by Brahma. The weight of the mountain made him gasp. Although this painful fact was hard for him to accept, he had to accept the cruel reality. How he hoped that it was just a dream and everything would be OK when he woke up! The voice of the God of wealth's anxiety and anger suddenly reminded him that there was a back hand, which could not be exerted even if it was trampled by Brahma.

"You idiot, I've wanted to beat you for a long time. You shamelessly chose such a big occasion, for fear that others won't see you beaten!" Vatican narrowed his eyes and looked at Wan Jinding with complicated and wonderful expression. With a cold hum, he raised his foot and kicked it flat.

"NIMA, I asked you to enlarge your moves, but you let it go!" While he was kicking the Golden Tripod, Brahma swore that the Golden Tripod was like a ball, and he was kicking it on the platform with his hands holding his head.

Misty grass!

Hooligan play!

Where is the style of a master?

The scene of the street fight in Fantian guzhuozai disappointed many audiences. They spent a lot of money on the tickets and started to get excited. Now the scene of children fighting is on. To know this, it's better to go to the cinema and watch the police bandit gunfight movie!

Of course, those who bet on Brahma are overjoyed. They don't want the process, as long as the result. The most important thing is that Brahma wins, they win money.

She was paralyzed on the chair, pale and trembling. She lost. She had no money left in a few seconds from years of hard work. She grabbed her hair with her hands, shook her head hard, and cried out: "how can this happen? I have no money. Do I really want to be a lady? Brahma, damn Brahma, you made me bankrupt

A rich lady suddenly stood up in the audience, bowed, raised her hips, held her mouth in both hands, and yelled: "Brahma, I love you!"

Vatican kicked Wan Jinding all over the body, and he was a little tired. This duel between the living and the dead was meaningless. Wan Jinding had many fractures, and his strength was just right. If it wasn't for the money had been deposited with the God of wealth, killing Wan Jinding would cause unnecessary trouble, he didn't mind killing Wan Jinding directly to get rid of future trouble.But when Brahma heard that a beautiful woman madly showed her love to him, her tired body was suddenly full of strength, full of blood. She squatted down, stretched out her hand to collect Wan Jinding's hair, took off his glasses and smashed them. Xiaopaoquan waved rhythmically to Wan Jinding's face.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh!"

The drums are beating!

Wan Jinding was about to cry, his nostrils were bleeding, his eyes were swollen like panda Panpan, and his only consciousness was full of hatred for Brahma.

Moye's hands trembled and clenched his fist. When Vatican flicked his cigarette to wanjinding, he knew it would be such a scene. Vatican was humiliating wanjinding and didn't hurt him. Otherwise, wanjinding would have been killed by Vatican when he hit him.

Ten thousand gold tripod is useless. Brahma humiliates him naked in public. He has no bottom line and doesn't leave any face for him. The Taoist heart of ten thousand gold tripod will leave an indelible shadow. It's too difficult to improve the realm again! He had to admit that Brahma's evil ways were too cruel. As the guardian of the Golden Tripod, he had to stand up to stop Brahma's violence.