The bow is like a full moon, and when the giant bow like a mountain is full, anyone feels that this arrow is full of unprecedented power, and it seems that the power of the entire mountain range is gathered on this arrow.
At this time, Jinhuhu Ben bent his bow in his hand, and the flames of the gods locked the Young Master Zhengyi. The killing was ready, and everything had been wound up.
"The last details of the pyrotechnic tower, mountains are bows, and ground fires are arrows." Seeing Jinzhuhu Ben holding a giant bow, the ancestor of the Great Teacher saw it, and he was shocked in his heart.
Many big people of the older generation couldn't help taking a breath when they saw this scene. They all knew how terrifying the arrow was, and they all knew how terrifying the arrow was once it was shot.
Because the giant bow held by the Golden Pestle Tiger is not a weapon, nor is it a magic weapon. It is part of the entire pyrotechnics' final heritage. Together with the huge fire dragon, it is the complete final heritage.
The giant bow in the hands of the Golden Pestle Tiger Ben is transformed by the power of the mountains, and the concentrated flame arrows are gathered by the earth fire. It can be said that this arrow shoots out from the power of the entire mountain range. Deadly.
"Woo-" At this moment, the huge fire dragon in the sky has been culled down, and the blazing claws have slapped on the head of the white tiger fiercely. He heard a loud "bang" on the white tiger's forehead. The "king" character was instantly smashed by the huge fire dragon.
In the "click" cracking sound, after the "king" shield shattered, the blazing claws slashed towards the white tiger fiercely. In this "hissing" sound, the white tiger was torn apart by the huge fire dragon. .
Between this lightning and stone fire, the blazing claws of the huge fire dragon were like tearing the world apart, ruthlessly tore them to the Young Master Zhengyi, trying to tear them to pieces in an instant.
"It's this time—" At the moment when he saw this scene, the ancestor of the Great Teacher also knew that it was the best time to take a shot. This was the best time to give the Young Master Zhengyi a fatal blow.
At the moment when the huge fire dragon slaughtered Xiang Zhengyi Young Master, Jin Peihu Ben, who had locked Zhengyi Young Master early, shot out, and the blazing divine arrow shot out in an instant.
As soon as the blazing arrow came out, the space was split and melted instantly, as if ice and snow encountered a sharp red blade at high temperature, it was instantly cut open.
The blazing arrow shot to the throat of the Young Master Zhengyi instantly, giving a fatal blow to the Young Master Zhengyi.
When the blazing arrow shot close to the throat of Master Zhengyi’s throat, there was a "swish" of breaking through the air. The sound of instant cutting made many people feel a pain in their whole body, as if they were cutting their skin. .
Even when the blazing arrow shot close to the throat of Master Zhengyi, I don't know how many people felt a sharp pain in their throat, and couldn't help screaming, feeling that their throat was shot through.
The blazing arrow shot straight at the throat, and the blazing claws were torn apart. The two lore can be said to be instant on the body of Master Zhengyi.
When the terrifying forces smashed together in an instant, I heard a loud "boom", and the space where the First Young Master was located suddenly collapsed. In the process of this collapse, time and space instantly melted, and the first Young Master was standing. The position of's instantly turned into a mud of time and space, which was very shocking.
"Okay—" Seeing that the position of Junior Master Zhengyi instantly collapsed and turned into a time and space mud, I don't know how many people cheered, and everyone couldn't help but ecstatic.
Under this lore, many people in the Holy Land of the Buddha saw hope. They felt that under this lore, even if they could not kill Zhengyi Junior Master, they would be able to severely damage Zhengyi Junior Master. To some extent, he also earned his face for the Buddha's Holy Land.
"This trick is wonderful, wonderful." I don't know how many young people in the Buddha's holy place are so energetic, they can't help but let out a long sigh.
A young genius clapped his palms and said excitedly: "Golden Pestle Tiger Ben is worthy of being one of the four great geniuses of our Buddha's Holy Land. It is not because of the reputation of the wave, the strength is powerful, and it makes people feel moved."
Even if the powerful ancestor of the Great Teacher saw such a lore, he couldn’t help but applaud, and couldn’t help but nodded, and said with emotion: "Jin Chuhu Ben’s lore is indeed achieved. The point of perfection."
At this time, the monks of the Buddha's Holy Land couldn't help but dance with joy. This lore, more or less earned the face of the Buddha's Holy Land.
"That's—" When many monks in the Buddha's Holy Land were excited, but after a while, everyone couldn't laugh.
Because at that time, after the emptiness was dispersed, the Young Master Zhengyi appeared in front of everyone again.
After the mud of time and space dissipated, Young Master Zhengyi stood there. He was not seriously injured as imagined, nor was he bloody as he imagined. It can even be said that Junior Master Zhengyi did not suffer from such a lore. Serious injury, that is, the clothes and hair are a little messy, and there is no blood on the body.
At this moment, I saw Master Zhengyi holding a white bone spear in one hand. The white bone spear in his hand stood up to the sky. The blazing arrow of the deadly blow of the tiger ben.
Although the Flame God Arrow was extremely powerful and terrifying, at this time, Master Zhengyi's fingers were like gold, and firmly clamped the Flame God Arrow, making it stop in front of Master Zhengyi's throat.
Only an inch short, the flames of the divine arrow pierced Zhengyi Young Master's throat, but even if this was only an inch, under the Zhengyi Young Master's golden fingers, he could no longer advance the slightest.
Seeing such a scene, everyone was shocked, a pair of eyes couldn't help but opened wide, everyone couldn't help being shocked so that they couldn't speak, and they couldn't recover for a while.
Jin Chuhu Ben's lore was already very terrifying, and its power was very terrifying, but it didn't even hurt Zhengyi Junior Master, let alone kill him.
Seeing such a scene, people can't help but feel terrified. At this time, many people have a chill in their hearts.
The strength of the Zhengyi Young Teacher is too strong, even if it is Jinzhuhu's hard work, it is not his opponent.
Seeing such a scene, Jin Chuhu Ben also paled.
"This trick is indeed powerful, but unfortunately, it can't kill me." Young Master Zhengyi laughed. At this moment, the light from his body gushed out.
With the sound of "clang", the white bone spear gushes with light, and at the same time, the golden finger of Zhengyi Young Master also instantly swallows the golden light.
Hearing a "bang" sound, the white bone spear pierced out and pierced the body of the giant fire dragon instantly. Under the scream of "Woo", the giant fire dragon was pierced and killed by a spear.
At the same time, Young Master Zhengyi folded his finger, and heard the sound of "bang", and saw that the blazing divine arrow condensed by the fire of the earth was abruptly broken by Young Master Zhengyi.
The flame god arrow, the earth vein giant bow, and the giant fire dragon are all integrated, and they are all the background of the pyrotechnic tower. The moment the giant fire dragon is pierced and the flame god arrow is broken.
The giant bow of the earth veins held in Jin Chuhu Ben's hands also collapsed with a "bang". Under the powerful crushing force, Jin Chuhu Ben was blasted out in an instant, and under the loud noise of "Boom", it blasted off. Thousands of miles away, the Golden Pestle Tiger Ben was slammed against the mountain peak, and instantly smashed through the mountain peak after another, causing his blood to squirt wildly.
Under the impact of such a powerful force, the armor on Jin Chuhu Ben's body shattered, and he heard the sound of "click, click" from his body.
However, the blasted Jinhuhu Ben could not take care of the serious injury on his body. He bent his waist and flew upside down. When a mouthful of blood spurted out, he instantly flew upside down for thousands of miles. In the blink of an eye, he fled away. , Disappeared into the horizon.
Jin Chuhu Ben was defeated in the hands of Junior Master Zhengyi. At the moment of his last serious injury, he no longer wanted to fight and fled with his injuries.
Everyone watched the Golden Pestle Tiger escaping with his wounds, like a bereaved dog. Everyone couldn’t help being silent, especially the young disciples of the Buddha’s Holy Land. Know what to say.
Jin Chuhu Ben flees like a mourning dog, but no one has said anything, nor can he blame him.
In the eyes of many disciples in the Holy Land of the Buddha, Jinhuhuben has done a good job, and for anyone, it is not necessarily better than Jinhuhuben.
This battle is obvious to all people in the world. Jin Chuhu Ben has tried his best, and finally lost in the hands of Zhengyi Young Master. It is also because Zhengyi Young Master is too strong, not Jin Chuhu Ben is too weak.
"Even on old things like us, it's not necessarily better than Jin Chuhu Ben." Seeing Jin Chuhu Ben fleeing away, a big man of the older generation said with emotion.
Everyone admits that Jin Chuhu Ben did a good enough job, so it was not a shame that he ran away.
"Not happy enough." Zhengyi Young Teacher stood on the void, laughed, and looked at the world.
Seeing Master Zhengyi, all monks in the Holy Land of the Buddha were silent. Even the proud geniuses can only lower their proud heads at this time. They don’t have the courage to challenge Master Zhengyi. If you really want to challenge the Young Master Zhengyi, it will be of no avail. It will all be defeated by the Young Master Zhengyi. It is even worse than the defeat of Jinzhuhu Ben. It can be said that it is a shame to go up and challenge at this time.
"Boom, boom, boom" amidst a roar, I saw the chariot riding in the First Division of Zhengyi galloping over.
Just as the first master was standing on the chariot, his gaze swept away, looking in all directions. At this time, the younger generation of the Buddha's Holy Land did not dare to look at him.
In the end, Master Zhengyi looked at the Little Sacred Mountain in the distance, laughed, and said, "This trip, I hope I won't be disappointed!"
After that, the chariot galloped out, crossed the pyrotechnic tower, and galloped towards the territory of the Buddha's Holy Land.
Suddenly, all the monks in the Buddha's Holy Land stared blankly at the back of Zhengyi Young Master.
"Who can stop Zhengyi Young Master?" Looking at the back of Zhengyi Young Master, there was a genius in despair.