Chapter 790: deadlock

Above the sea, the rain poured.
On the large colorful clouds, ten white lotus temple disciples and 30 red lotus temple monks were forced to kneel down by Wu Jin and others.
Forty Wu's ancestors held a large axe and stood behind the disciples of the White Lotus Palace and Honglian Temple. As long as the Wu Tie was ordered, the big axe fell, and the head was rolling and blood was flowing.
The face of the Vatican was violently twitching, and the beads in his hands turned fast and almost turned into a shadow.
He snorted: "Wu Wang, unfair... Why did he kill only ten of Bailian Palace? But kill me 30 of the Honglian Temple disciple?"
Wu Tie looked at the Vatican with a strange look: "Is it strange? There are only a hundred or so disciples in the White Lotus Palace. You have three hundred and sixty disciples in the Honglian Temple. It is natural to kill you three times."
The Brahma roared: "But things are caused by the White Lotus Palace!"
Wu Tie gently shook his head: "Yeah, things are caused by them... But what good thing is your Honglian Temple? Hey, you are unlucky. Can you be satisfied with this explanation?"
The Vatican is speechless and can't speak.
When the scholars meet with the soldiers, it is reasonable to say that they are unclear, but the monks encounter the soldiers and there seems to be no room for reason.
Putting it in the Sui Dynasty, with the ability of these monks and lotuses in the Honglian Temple, they can give a good person a flicker.
However, Wu Wu, who did not enter the oil and salt, did not really have an idea.
"White, Baiwu, or that sentence..." Wu Tie looked at Bai Wen and Bai Wu, and said: "Returning to Feng Feng, everything is easy to say. You go to your Yang Guan Road, the king walks the king's wooden bridge, everyone It doesn't matter to each other."
"If you still don't return people, don't blame the heart of the heart." Wu Tie's tone has become more and more erratic.
The more the heart has a fire, the temperament of Wu Tie becomes more and more unpredictable. His scarlet eyes stare at Bai Wen and Bai Wu, and his face even smiles.
Bai Wen and Bai Wu looked at each other, and Bai Wen said with a low voice: "All the younger brothers and sisters, remember that the mighty can't be succumbed, the wealth can't be sinful... It's the right time to take the righteousness."
Wu Tieyan opened his eyes and waved his hand.
‘Is it right, right?’ This is like saying that Wu Tie has become the biggest wicked person in the world.
If this is the case, then the wicked will be a wicked person.
The Brahma roared: "Wu Wang, and slow... Bai Wen, Bai Wu, you two rabbits, you are going to die, don't..."
Where can I still stop?
The Vatican group rushed toward Wu Jin and others, but the forty-handed axe fell, and the heads of the 30 big bald heads and the ten heads of the heads spewed out, and the screams of sorrow and sorrow were forty. The height is four feet, and the short one is only one foot high.
These disciples of Bailian Palace and Honglian Temple have already had the cultivation of the Ten Heavens in the Ming Dynasty, and the weak and the strength of the Five Heavens in the Ming Dynasty. The power of their thirst has been mostly merged with the body of the gods, so the flesh that they escaped seems to be weak.
The Vatican rushed and punched Wu Jin.
The wooden shield of the ancient vicissitudes of Wu Jin’s left hand was lifted, and the Vatican’s fist fell on the wooden shield.
Wu Yin and Wu Tong held the black long scorpion with a white bone as a pole, and swayed hard.
I listened to the screaming gods and screams, and stretched out from the long, sturdy black hand, grasping the forty feet and pulling them a little bit. The face.
"Brother, help!" Ten of the white lotus palace disciples shouted at the same time.
When they were forced to stumble on Xiangyun, these white lotus disciples actually had fears and almost asked for mercy.
However, Bai Wen smothered them with the so-called slogan of "not arrogant, wealthy, and unkempt", and the slogan of "taking the righteousness and being righteous" was shouted out.
These disciples of the White Lotus Palace, even if they are hypocrites, have been pretending to be hypocrites for so many years, and for a time they have forgotten their true appearance. This is still necessary.
So, until the big axe fell, they had not had time to ask for mercy.
However, the deity of the gods is shackled, and the divine tires fall into the secret treasures of the evil spirits. They are tortured day and night, and eternal life can never be compared with the supernatural life.
Ten white lotus palace disciples burst into tears and cried out loud.
Bai Wen and Bai Wu’s face screamed fiercely. They just bit their teeth and they didn’t say anything. The white deer, white cranes, white pelicans and other white lotus disciples around them are all overwhelmed by their two brothers.
On one side, the disciples of the Red Lotus Temple, such as the Vatican, roared and screamed at each other.
A loud bang came, Wu Jin vomited blood, and turned back backwards. His left arm was obviously broken into several pieces. The arm collapsed down softly, and the wooden shield in his hand made a harsh whistling sound. Wu Jin’s hands fell off and he was hit by hundreds of miles with a fist of the Vatican.
Wu Tie left his hand and waved a stunned sword.
In the crowd, fifty Hongliansi disciples flew up their heads, and the extinct swordsmanship broke out. Fifty gods had not yet had time to fly out of the body, and they were completely smashed by the sword, and they were directly smashed and completely eliminated.
The body of the Vatican is suddenly stiff.
Van Gogh's eyes cracked and a blood spurted out.
These disciples, the disciples of these Honglian Temples, are all elites who form the diamonds. In order to cooperate, they cooperate with each other, and they are the closest brothers and brothers in the Honglian Temple.
However, Wu Tie was so hot and fierce that he directly smashed 50 of them and beat them away...
Van Gogh’s heartache, heartache is like a twist.
"Wu Wang Wutie..." Van Gogh vomited blood while sending out the cicadas of the cuckoo blood.
"Your Majesty!" Wu Tie pointed a finger at the Vatican: "You hurt the King of the King, this is a death sin... Your Majesty, or, the King will kill these dead bald men now!"
The body of the Vatican trembled, and he stared at Wu Tie. He had a glimpse of the shadow of Kuang Peng behind him. He gasped and gasped, and there was a crazy, cruel animality in the scarlet scorpion.
In the Honglian Temple ‘cultivation and cultivation’ for many years, the Vatican originally thought that he had already wiped out the congenital animal nature in his blood. But today he realized that the animal nature is in the heart and never dissipated.
He really wants to rush up and swallow the witch.
Wu Tie fingertips, and there are swordsmanship lit up, he looked at the Vatican like a smile, slowly asked him: "Want to kill the king? Come... see if you killed the king before, or the king Kill them in front?"
The Vatican closed his eyes and the two tears in his eyes flowed down.
"Great devil!" Van Gogh muttered.
"Is it interesting?" Wu Tie laughed. Then he lowered his voice and whispered softly: "You forced the king to kill and kill the man. Now he will give the king a big devil's hat... Is this interesting?"

"Hey, Honglian Temple, Bailian Palace... You are really boring." Shaking his head, Wu Tie said with emotion: "However, what are you doing with your mouth? This king is the Lord of the Wu Kingdom, not your mess. character."
"You dare to count the king, dare to count the people around the king... then, all killing."
Sword Mang spit, and is a young disciple of Honglian Temple. The soul is completely broken by the sword. Wu Tie screamed: "Vatican, Your Majesty!"
The body of the Vatican violently twitched, and he slammed into the void.
Under the waves on the sea below, two horrible angers were released on the knees of the Vatican, and a large pit with a diameter of 100 miles was broken on the sea surface, and then the sea floor was directly bombarded, and this piece of troubled seabed was brought to the fore The rock formation blasted a large hole with a diameter of 100 miles and a depth of 10,000 miles.
Wu Jin’s left hand trembled hard, and the violent and unremarkable Witch’s blood broke out with great vitality, and his arm healed rapidly.
Backhand, the wooden shield flew back hundreds of miles away, Wu Jin sullenly face, striding to the front of the Vatican, licking his big axe to the Vatican is a dozen axe.
The sound of ‘叮叮当当’ is endless, and Wu Jin’s big axe burst into a dazzling light, but only a large piece of Mars is thrown on the Vatican’s body, which does not hurt him.
The cultivation of the Vatican is much stronger than that of the Witch King. The difference between the Ten Heavens of the Ming Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms of the God of the Witch King is too big.
In particular, the body of the Vatican is Kuangpeng, and the blood of the ancient sacred beast is abnormal. The body of the Vatican can be a hundred times more powerful than the ordinary body. The ordinary weapon of the gods can hurt him?
Wu Tie once again sneered: "Vatican, is it not good to cooperate with my older brother?"
The Vatican stayed, and he looked at the broken body on the colorful clouds, biting his teeth and forcing the blood.
On the tyrannical body of the Vatican, a mouth was immediately cracked. The big axe of Wujin fell wildly. On the huge body of the Vatican, a deep wound was found, and the stomach was twitching and throat. There was a constant roar in it.
"You, you shouldn't count the brothers of Laozi again and again." Wu Jin's eyes were red, and he was also in a state of semi-madness.
Wu Jin once again remembered the things of the year.
At that time, in the Wujia Shibao, foreign enemies came, father, brother, powerless in the pool of blood...
Wu Jin can pray for the enemy for his brother's life... In his heart, this is an untouchable taboo.
Witch iron is not a problem, but Yan Feng was taken away by the gods.
Wu Jin understands the mood of Wu Tie at the moment.
Therefore, Wu Jin is also crazy.
"We have always wanted, eat and drink, and have a place to live." Wu Jin snarled in a deep voice: "We have always wanted to let our loved ones and friends around us live well."
"You, why, once, once, once, once..." Wu Jin said once every time, and the big axe was slashed on the Vatican: "once, once, once..."
Wu Jin’s crazy slashing, except for ‘one’, he seems to be unable to speak.
The faces of Wu Yin and Wu Tong were extremely ugly. They swayed the long shackles and forced forty of the sacred tires into the face.
There was a burst of fierce ghosts and crying screams in the scorpion, and the sorcerer’s sorcerer’s sorcerer’s sorcerer’s madness rushed to eat the forty fresh hot fetuses in the long scorpion, and at the same time A true spirit is also transformed into a demon.
The colorful clouds on the clouds are so horrible that they are full of blood.
At first glance, Wu Tie and others are really like evil devils, and the disciples of these Honglian Temples are like the true Buddhas of the demon and demon. The white faces and the little beautiful people of Bailian Palace have become harmed by evil spirits. Innocent people.
"Bai Wen, Bai Wu, you... What are you thinking?" Wu Tiezhen looked at Bai Wen and Bai Wu.
"My brother, can't do that evil thing... But there is a demon between heaven and earth. There are many kinds of scum and in the prison of the kingdom." Wu Tie said slowly: "You said, if The king ordered that you throw these delicate and watery little sisters into the darkest and most tyrannical prison of the Wu Kingdom. What would they end?"
The female disciples of Bailian Palace immediately changed their faces.
Bai Wen sighed and finally said: "Wu Wang, you dare to kill my white lotus disciple, have committed an unforgivable felony ... you, don't worry, how will Feng Feng be retaliated by us?"
Wu Tie sinks for a while and nods. "Nothing. If she is dead, the king will avenge her. It is a simple matter!"
A little finger, ‘嘭’, the white squatting around Bai Wen was smashed by Wu Tieyi’s head.
A group of fist-sized auras flew out of the white pelicans and turned into a stream of light.
The white pheasant is already the ultimate cultivation of the gods in the Ming Dynasty. His temperament has been completely integrated with the body. Only one congenital spirit is hidden in the depths of the body. This is a very innate spirit, although there is not much mana, but all magical changes, especially the Shuguang martial arts, are far more intelligent than the body.
When the white scorpion is born, the spirit will fly away.
After the yin and yang of the people, the congenital yin and yang two cylinders are faster, and one black and one white two sings of light, the white spirit is included in the bottle.
The aura of the aquarium was whirlwind, and the spirit of the white scorpion made a horrible sound. It suddenly turned into a large group of innate qi, and became the nourishment of the yin and yang two cylinders.
The faces of Bai Wen and Bai Wu suddenly changed.
Unlike other ordinary Bailian Gong disciples, Bailu, Baihe, and Bailu, they can become disciples who walked outside Bailian Palace, representing the facade of Bailian Palace. Their qualifications and cultivation are extremely existential.
In particular, the family power behind Bai Yu is also very strong, and it is the home of the old ‘owner’ of the Sui Dynasty.
Bailian Palace can sacrifice three or five thousand ordinary disciples. For Bailian Palace, how many ordinary disciples there are. However, this elite disciple of Bai Yu, even if it only loses one, is also a great crime for Bai Wen and Bai Wu.
A little wrong...
Bai Wen and Bai Wu are caught in a difficult choice.
But soon, the two people's slightly shaken eyes became extremely firm.
Bai Wen smiled at Wu Tie and whispered: "Wu Wang can continue to kill... Slowly kill... The disciples of Bailian Palace, do you have the greed of fear of death? As for the teachers and sisters... Wu Wang can use those violent means to display them.

The female disciples of Bailian Palace became pale and white, and they closed their mouths tightly.
Wu iron looked coldly at Bai Wen.
Bai Wen looked coldly at Wu Tie.
Both of them have not spoken for a long time.