Chapter 6064: No strength or weakness

Perhaps this wonderful move had a certain idea and foundation before that, but Tang Yu didn't control this nihilism before.
But after truly controlling the power of nothingness, Tang Yuke never tried again.
If you think about it, Tang Yu can't help but want to rise to the sky. Sure enough, only when you encounter something new and look at someone else's moves, can you realize the moves you want and make yourself stronger.
It's absolutely impossible to build a car behind closed doors!
"boom!"
At this moment, an explosion sounded, and above the ground, a figure with golden light went straight to the sky, standing proudly above the clouds, looked at Huiming coldly, and sneered: "Nice, I didn't expect that you actually There is also this trick, but let you figure it out.
But, unfortunately, your attack has no effect on me. "
"What? How is that possible?"
Seeing this scene, Huiming's complexion suddenly changed, and he looked at the Jinjia God King with incredible disbelief.
Sure enough, the other party seemed really unharmed.
You know, he is still doing his best, but he is not injured. What kind of horrible defense is this guy?
Is this guy a monster?
"You've done all the moves, and it looks like that move is really a big drain on you, so now it's my turn!"
The king of gold armor laughed, stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The golden sword in his hand suddenly turned, but when he saw that sword, it turned directly into a ghost, turned around, and turned into nine.
At the same time, in front of the arm of the King of the Golden Armor, the power of the Runes of Taoism was disillusioned, forming a cross section, and these golden long swords instantly aimed at the Huiming below, with the momentum of the ten thousand swords Suddenly, the sky was covered with golden sword rain!
"Boom boom!"
Several flying swords fell, and the attack angle of each sword was very tricky, and there was no law to follow.
Huiming sighed, taking a cool breath, hurried up and began to avoid these flying swords.
It's just that the sword is out of reach.
"Puff puff!"
The stinging sword-like qi fell, and Huiming's clothes were torn directly out of Dao's mouth. Unexpectedly, Dao's bloodmark also appeared on his body.
Although the injury may not be serious, this attack has forced him into the downwind and can only be resisted.
Suddenly, the ground exploded, and endless energy strangled everything in this area. All the sand grains have also been turned into powder under this sword energy.
One round of attack passed, but I saw King Jinjia control these swords. The second round of attack has already started.
However, at the time of the second round of attacks, the long swords were completely merged into a huge golden light sword, descended from the sky, and split head-on towards Huiming.
When Huiming looked at this scene, she gritted her teeth suddenly, her hands were crossed, and a lot of energy surged in her body: "King Kong's grip!"
With a scream, Huiming didn't gather the power of the Fa in front of him, but gathered two huge palms, the same hands folded, and sandwiched the huge golden lightsaber in the sky in the palm of his hand.
With such resistance, the cast of the huge golden lightsaber really was blocked, but the huge sword slammed down and fell directly on Huiming's body!
"puff!"
With a spit of blood, Huiming couldn't control her body shape anymore, and flew straight out, falling heavily on the ground, losing her combat power.
"Brother Huiming!"
"Uncle Huiming!"
"..."
This victory was between this idea. In a blink of an eye, Huiming was already defeated. Everyone at the Jinguang Temple present hurriedly yelled, and countless masters ran towards the place where Huiming fell and brought Huiming back.
Just watching Huiming's injury, everyone took a cool breath.
Under this move, Huiming has already hit hard!
On this physical body, a huge opening was cut open, and even Huiming was almost cut off!
"Oh!"
At this moment, but seeing the Jinjia God King's eyes cold, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he shot again and stabbed at Huiming's body!
"stop!"
Seeing this scene, but seeing Huitong's face changed dramatically, he burst into a slam, and the staff next to him shook directly, resisting the power of that sword.
"Ok?"
When King Jinjia saw this scene, he was shocked.
Sure enough, the strength of this Huitong is absolutely extraordinary.
This simple tactic has already appeared.
King Jinjia took a sigh of coolness, and his eyes were cold to the extreme: "This is my battle with him, Master Huitong. It is inappropriate for you to make a shot at this time, right?"
"Be forgiving and forgiving. This is a test, not a fight."
Huitong took a slight breath and said.
"But ... he didn't give up."
King Jinjia said saltily, "Since he has not given up, then I can think that he still has combat power. If he attacked me, wouldn't it be bad?"
"Nonsense, how could Uncle Huiming sneak in on you?"
Hearing this, the monks below couldn't sit still, yelling indignantly.
Had been seriously wounded, but the other party actually wanted this Huiming's life!
"It's hard to say. I can't make a joke of my life."
King Jinjia chuckled and said, "Since Master Huitong has shot, then I will give Master Huitong the face, and for the time being, I will not shoot him anymore.
However, it's a pity that you masters of Jinguang Temple are just a little bit like that? Hey, it's really regrettable. It is said that the world martial arts came out of the Buddha's door, it seems that this is indeed an exaggeration, and it has nothing to show. Fight with me, I can't hold back a few moves, the strength is too weak. "
"That is, hahaha, it's really weak."
"It's such a strength, I'm sorry to say what they did here? Well, shameless!"
"This kind of temple with an infamous name, I think it's still demolished, and it is also a mistaken child."
"..."
The insults of the masters without any restraint made all the masters of the Jinguang Temple annoyed. One by one, they want to take a shot, and give a good lesson to the masters such as Jinjia God King.
"There is no difference between strength and weakness in this world. Some are just the strength of users."
At this moment, a faint voice sounded through the entire Jinguang Temple: "The world's exercises are indeed from the Buddhist monk. If the foundation of the Buddhist monk's strength is not strong, how can it derive other exercises? Isn't it derived from the practice of Buddhism? Now it is rumbling that the garbage of Buddhism is here. Doesn't it mean that your own practice is also picked out from the heap? "