Ten Thousand Realms Chaos, invite Xiao Yan and Tang San at the beginning

Chapter 137 Tang Sanbu: I Give You a Chance, You're Useless!
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When the audience of Wanjie saw such a scene, they instantly felt that the comparison of Sakyamuni was really inauthentic.

I thought it was just the output of the mouth, but I didn't expect the means to be so shameless.

What kind of monks are they? These Buddhist believers know one thing in front of others and the other behind their backs.

The strong men in the Eastern world here complained one after another.

Another old silver coin!
But the Western God Realm doesn't think so.

After all, Sakyamuni represents their Western God Realm.

Anything that is yin or not is prejudice.

As long as it works.

After all, that Tang Sanzan doesn't look like a good person.

It is definitely not a good strategy to be tough from the front, it is just a little bit of wisdom from the Western God Realm.

What do you Eastern barbarian gods know!
"Hahaha, Sakyamuni did a good job. He even used words to confuse the other party and let the other party relax their vigilance."

"Yes, yes, this is the wisdom of eminent monks. How could barbaric Easterners imagine it?"

"That's right, strategy is also part of strength!"

"It seems that we have a great chance of winning this time!"

A group of Western gods immediately turned pale when they saw that Sakyamuni had taken the upper hand.

All of them no longer had backaches, but instead looked at the people in the venue talking about it.

Because if Sakyamuni doesn't win another game, their Western God Realm will really lose their face at all.

Although they are shameless, if they can win, it is definitely a good opportunity to increase morale.

Zeus, who was in the lead, nodded slightly.

Sure enough, sometimes outsourcing is better than regular editing!

That's what you call real work!

It's not like his Olympus connections, who only know how to enjoy themselves, but don't really care about things.

It is precisely this kind of outsourced gods who are not included in the welfare distribution of the gods who work hardest.

For example, Hades, the king of Hades before, or Satan, the devil.

Although I haven't enjoyed the blessings of the God Realm at all, but people sometimes really enjoy it!

Outsourcing is yyds!

Do the most with the least amount of money!

And the honor after finishing it still belongs to the Western God Realm.

I really don't suffer at all.

Zeus somehow seems to have a tall hat and whiskers on his head.

If he was given another lamp, perhaps the capitalist at the moment turned out to be himself.

But no matter what outsiders think, it is just superficial after all.

After returning to the arena, Sakyamuni's eyes lost the camouflaged kindness this time, but became a kind of satisfaction after the insidious success.

"You are a person who only looks fierce, but in fact you are indecisive and indecisive. You deserve to die!"

Sakyamuni smiled and shrank those lotus flowers again.

Immediately afterwards, those lotus petals closed extremely quickly like a pitcher plant.

It seems to have formed a killing formation that cannot be escaped.

"Die to me!" Sakyamuni yelled, and finally detonated all the lotus flowers.

A huge wave of power swept across the entire arena.

The entire field was flooded by a large group of petals.

It's just that after all the lotus flowers detonated, no corpses were seen at the location where Tang San was buried.

Only one angry monk made a defensive posture with his fists crossed.

Tang San was buried in the killing formation just now, nothing happened at all!

Impossible, this move can easily kill a god.

What kind of monster are you?

But what Shakya didn't expect was.

Tang San walked out of his Ten Thousand Lotus Killing Formation with red eyes.Even though the wounds on his body were still bleeding, Tang Sanzang slowly walked towards Sakyamuni as if he couldn't feel it.

"You said, who will die?"

Tang Sanzang's cold tone continued to spread throughout the venue.

There was only a chill from top to bottom that made people's skin crawl.

The Western God Realm, who was still a little proud just now, opened its mouth wide.

No, bro, you're a one-punch superman. You've been strangled like this, are you really suffering from skin trauma?
At this moment, all the gods doubted whether their eyes were wrong.

Although Shakya, an old man, is a bit shady, no one has ever said that he is a bad person.

It can be said that as long as you are trapped by his killing array, you will basically be sentenced to death.

Unexpectedly, Tang San was not only alive but his anger level was getting higher and higher.

Can't there be less monsters in these eastern worlds?
Zeus swallowed hard.

Damn it, you really can’t open champagne at halftime.

How do they win every time?
It is seriously suspected that the Western God Realm is targeting them in the Arena of Ten Thousand Realms.

Either some lunatics are perverted, or some basic strengths are like monsters.

How is this still playing?
Even the four masters and apprentices in the auditorium were dumbfounded.

Is the master of Journey to the West really so fierce?

"I'm knocking, master, this should be your real strength, no wonder they can't touch a single hair of you every time you are captured by monsters."

Zhu Bajie looked at the domineering master in the arena with some exaggeration.

I directly suspect that their current master who knows how to talk every day is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

"Hehe, if you follow this, master, I'm afraid we won't be going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. That should be called a robbery in the West!"

Sun Wukong was overjoyed, as if he had found some kind of common passion in this master.

If it weren't for his old grandson already has a master.

It seems that it's pretty good to follow this Tang Sanbu!

It's nothing to fight all the way to the west.

"Amitabha, don't keep fighting and killing, it won't solve the problem."

"What if you get hurt in a fight? Even if you don't get hurt, it's not good if you bump into flowers and plants on the side of the road."

Tang Seng has been instilling the concept of forbearance in his disciples.

Unexpectedly, several apprentices shook their heads for a while.

Sure enough, changing to a great master is more effective than anything else.

It’s better to watch other people’s masters enjoy themselves.

Look inside the field.

Among them, Shakya's bald head was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The pressure is full!

If he only talked about hedging ability, he wasn't fully sure, so he had been dragging Tang Sanbu just now to not let him act rashly.

Now that even the conspiracy and tricks were useless against Tang San, the chances of winning were even more lost.

If it really comes down to a physical fight with Tang Sanzhan.

Sakyamuni doesn't think he can win!
But Tang San had already been given the opportunity to be buried.

I saw the soles of his feet rushing towards Sakyamuni.

Because the explosive force was so high that two large pits appeared on the ground.

Then I saw a rapid figure flickering on Sakyamuni's face in the field.

Tang San's eyes with murderous intent directly came face to face with Sakyamuni.

Seeing that Tang Sanzan did not act in a hurry, but then put his hand on Sakyamuni's big bald head.

Then I rubbed it twice with my hands.

"Give you a chance, you are useless!"

(End of this chapter)