Manga: The King’s Seat

Smell the drums! army!

At this time, the heart of "Proud Will" was urged to its limit. He only listened to Zhou Xiaoyang's thunder and lightning. Even a horse became a ray of light. The hand fell from the gun, and a blood-red phoenix flew its wings. applaud

Hundred birds face the phoenix!

Seeing this action is energetic and subtle, Mok's difficulty is also laughing, and drinking: "Come on!"

His stick flew up, and the vast fields were driven by it. A whirlwind swept over everything, and the figures of two people were swallowed together.

The hard ground cracked. The stone had just been caught in the whirlwind. It suddenly fell to pieces and the dust was flying. The crowd did not see the shape of the two people, only the sound from a distance burst.

A blood-red phoenix struggled to get out of the whirlwind, Zhou Xiaoyang followed closely, even the man and the horse were full of blood, and suddenly broke free from the whirlwind. Phoenix died staggeringly.

"The more desperate it is, the crazier it is!" Liu Qingfeng shrugged with a relaxed smile and said, "This is already a cliché, and there is still trouble."

The whirlwind suddenly broke the invisible, a Zen stick from it, Zhou Xiaoyang hehe, deliberately bent his body, clicked, the left shoulder blade was immediately interrupted.

Almost at the same time, Zhou Xiaoyang's right pistol turned around and "sprayed" deep into Mok's difficult shoulder. It was the depths of Mok's inexplicable mystery, and he couldn't resist holding the weapon of elimination law, immediately like a Blood bleeds like a note.

auzw.com Two people were half-handed, wielding wild weapons with one hand, each stick hit Zhou Xiaoyang’s mouth and ejected a blood arrow; every shot shot would pierce The tough Moko body brought out a mass of blood. The crowd looked scared, and never thought that they would see such a fierce battle.

"The realm of the Pure Land is actually controlled by innate dualism?" Seeing the muscles on the Zen master's face twitching constantly, he tried to scream several times, but hesitated to open his mouth.

"Monk, are you about to be tempted too?" Zhou Xiaoyang and Moke thought it was difficult to move, and they had a wrong drink with the horse's body and wine. "The next game will be the winner, then!"

At this point, is this still a "test"? Looking at the hole that people didn't know, both the Buddha and Tao were shocked. If the two people still have the ability to press the bottom of the box, the next action is just afraid that it will end under the same circumstances.

"That's it," Moko said with a sneer.

Zhou Xiaoyang howled and mentioned the **** gun. He suddenly accelerated with the horse, and even entered the black air with the horse. The whole body was covered with blood. There was only a sharp point that did not match, so he launched a violent sprint towards the opponent.

Moko also flew to the difficult side of the stick, a swinging Zen pole, a Vita's evil appearance loomed, and then some Zen sticks were placed on the stick, and the thickness of the Zen pole suddenly became a huge stick. Under the pressure of the impact, its power is extremely powerful. Zen that was as thick as a goose egg suddenly became a big stick in the sky.

The silhouettes of the two people flashed past and they were wrong. Mapeda ran out dozens of steps, then slowly slowed down, kneeling on the ground with a soft front leg. Zhou Xiaoyang fell off the horse, rolled a few times, and then stopped moving; Moko's intractable body swayed, and his backhand would stick Zen to the ground.

"Who won?" Looking at the crowd stretched out their necks, even Buddhist and Taoist senior people's congress representatives could see the nervousness and cold sweat on their palms.

Even this incomparable Zen master couldn't help but take his time and asked silently: "Who won?"..

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