Chapter 223: Kings make their moves one after another
Looking at the kings surrounding them, Liu Tian and others felt like crying without tears.
These are all kings who can make the entire Western Desert turbulent when they get angry. There are actually twelve of them now!
Not only that, there is also a witch named Xianxian who did not appear.
"Oh my God, are there so many kings? They are usually uncle-level figures, and many of them are rare to see in their lifetime. How come we meet the kings? Junior brother, tell me honestly, are you going to be unlucky, or am I going to be unlucky?"
Wu Fan almost had the urge to cry.
Liu Tian suddenly said to Milotos and Wu Fan: "Senior brother, otherwise you and Brother Milotos leave first. What they want is the sword in my hand. At worst, just hand over the sword. You take Ling with you.
Get out of here first."
When Wu Fan heard this, he suddenly shouted: "Damn, this is too dangerous! No, I want to stay!"
The purpose of his coming out from Jiutian Sect was to protect Liu Tian. How could he leave at this time?
Liu Tian wanted to say something else, but unexpectedly Wu Fan suddenly snatched the ancient sword from his hand.
"Senior brother, what are you doing!" Liu Tian was stunned.
Wu Fan waved his hand lightly: "You go first, I will support these kings. It's better for you to take care of sister Ling'er yourself. Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, don't worry about mother-in-law and mother-in-law. Let's go quickly."
Milotos' voice came: "Brother Liu Tian, listen to brother Wu Fan, we'd better leave first."
Liu Tian frowned, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, be careful."
"Don't worry, your senior brother is still alive."
Wu Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Liu Tian and others leaving.
At this time, there are still twenty-five seconds.
The voice of the old beggar king came: "Boy, hand over the ancient sword quickly, or you will die! We have been waiting for you for five seconds, and there is only twenty-five seconds before the ancient sword can recover. If you don't hand over the sword, little one
My life is not saved."
Wu Fan cursed in his heart: "Hey, what do you mean by waiting for us for five seconds? It's obvious that none of you wanted to be the one who stood out, so the stalemate lasted for five seconds, and now you are sanctimoniously saying that you waited for us for five seconds." He thought like this in his heart, but
Wu Fan said, "I'm sorry, I kept you seniors waiting for a long time. I will hand over the ancient sword now."
As soon as his words came out, everyone present's eyes shone brightly because they didn't know who Wu Fan would give the ancient sword to!
In fact, the reason why Wu Fan dared to stay was that in addition to the pan, he relied on another person - the blind monk. At least he had some friendship with the blind monk.
At this time, Wu Fan walked towards the kings step by step. His eyes stayed on the middle-aged man for a while, then on the old beggar. Then he moved away again, but he didn't say to whom.
At this time, a king couldn't help but angrily said: "You are stalling for time! Let me deal with you personally!"
After saying that, the king's whole body exuded a huge momentum, and the golden Buddha energy rolled throughout his body, forming a huge flame! There was even a golden light pillar that shot straight into the sky! It was like the Buddha was ascending.
"If you don't pay, you die!" the king shouted! The half of the sky where he was was actually dyed golden!
Wu Fan was shocked. This momentum was so overwhelming that he couldn't move at all. The king is the king after all. The gap! This is the gap! The naked gap!
After the king shouted loudly, the Buddha's light overwhelmingly hit Wu Fan's head! All this happened in a flash of lightning, and the Buddha's light was like lightning about to hit Wu Fan's head in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Liu Tian did not run far away. He really couldn't worry about Wu Fan and said to Milotos, "Brother Milotos, please take care of Ling'er. I'll go back and take a look."
Milotos thought for a moment, nodded, and said: "Okay, we will wait for you here."
"Holy shit, I'll do it if I say so!"
Wu Fan looked at the falling Buddha energy, and all the hairs on his body stood up. Fortunately, he used the pan immediately, and the opponent's attack did not hit his head, but hit his shoulder.
But this blow also sent him flying back more than ten meters! A mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth!
"Not dead?" The king glanced at the pan in Wu Fan's hand in surprise, and snorted coldly, "You won't be so lucky this time."
The Buddha's energy appeared again, forming a small Buddha that looked like a child. Although the small Buddha was smiling, it looked so ferocious and struck straight at Wu Fan's chest.
"Holy shit!"
When Wu Fan saw the king coming to attack again, he had already scolded the eighteen generations of the king's ancestors in his heart. He gritted his teeth and held back the pain all over his body. He thought to himself: "Even if he can't dodge this blow, he can't let him hit him."
Hit the target! Junior brother is very optimistic about this sword, I will try my best to fight for him!"
If Liu Tian knew what Wu Fan was thinking, I don't know how touched he would be.
But the next moment, Wu Fan saw that the Buddha's light was stronger than last time, and knew that he could not escape. He thought to himself: "Damn it. It's too fierce. I'd better hand over the ancient sword."
Just when he was about to hand over the ancient sword, a sigh came from the side.
"I am the compassionate Buddha. Zhitong, do you only know how to bully the younger generation?"
The sound was still floating, and Wu Fan felt his body being pulled away. Then there was a sound of wind, and he was placed under a nearby tree. Looking up, it was the blind monk who had taken action. He stretched out his right hand faintly,
Make a Buddha handprint and collide with the little Buddha!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the hurricane caused by the collision blew down all the surrounding trees!
"The ancient sword is in my hand. If you want to snatch it, come after me."
The blind monk's voice has no ripples, but it has the charm of saving all sentient beings. The voice is still floating, but he has gone through the air.
Only then did Wu Fan realize that his ancient sword had been taken away by the blind monk. Although he knew that the blind monk had good intentions, he still couldn't help but cursed secretly.
"Hmph, blind monk, don't even think about taking this sword for yourself."
All the kings were furious, and their whole bodies were destroyed by the Buddha's light, turning into more than ten golden rays of light, like ascended Arhats, chasing after the blind monk. Wonderful Sound Bodhisattva was among them.
After all the kings left, Wu Fan gritted his teeth and said: "I'm paralyzed. The sword has been lost from my hand. I can't give an explanation to my junior brother. Pan baby, catch up! The ancient sword can only belong to my junior brother!"
Wu Fan finally took the risk, and his voice echoed in the same place. It was a kind of domineering, but also a fearless spirit!
He plans to fight!
"Brother!"
Just when he was about to fly away, Liu Tian's voice came.
Wu Fan was stunned: "Why are you here?"
"I can't worry about you, so I came to take a look." Liu Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wu Fan was fine.
Wu Fan said calmly: "I told you that I can't die. Don't talk so much nonsense now. The ancient sword was taken away by the blind monk. Let's catch up and take a look. No matter what, I will try my best to help you get this sword."
The voice was still floating, and regardless of whether Liu Tian agreed or not, Wu Fan directly took him to the frying pan and chased him in the direction where the king left.
At this time, there are still twenty-one seconds before the ancient sword is restored.
Elsewhere in the death realm, the blind monk was surrounded by several kings before he flew far.
"Hand over the ancient sword! I will keep you alive!"
For the sake of the sword, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have become red-eyed.
"Yes, blind monk, please hand over this evil sword. Only we can save this sword."
Facing the siege of several kings, the blind monk clasped his hands together and said calmly: "This sword does not belong to any of you."
The old beggar king snorted: "If it doesn't belong to us, does it belong to you? Anyway, why should we waste time with you?" As he said, he looked at the king beside him, "The sword is in the hands of the blind monk, and none of us belongs to him.
Opponents, why don't we work together to seize the sword first, and then distribute the ownership of the sword?"
"Okay, I think this proposal is good." Several kings nodded.
"Since you agree, let's join forces. If we get the ancient sword and its ownership..."
"Of course, the one with the most skill will win!"
"Okay! Then don't waste time, you only have twenty seconds!"
The kings spoke very fast, reaching an agreement within a second, as if they were using their thoughts instead of their mouths. But everyone present clearly understood what they meant.
However, just when they were about to take action, the blind monk suddenly threw the ancient sword in his hand towards the old beggar!
The sword was thrown up heavily. Although everyone knew that the ancient sword was like a hedgehog, whoever touched it would be injured, but no one could resist the temptation!
After all, all of them only need five seconds to forcibly subdue the ancient sword! No matter what, they have to gamble! Even if they risk their lives!
At this moment, the alliance that the old beggar had just formed collapsed. The old beggar suddenly accelerated and wanted to win the sword.
Whoosh.
However, the ancient sword was still spinning in the sky, and a sound broke through the air. Except for the old beggar, all the kings who had just agreed to form an alliance flew to snatch the ancient sword at the same time.
"The ancient sword is mine, whoever steals it will die!"
All the kings said harsh words and then launched attacks without any explanation.
"Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
"Three Thousand Worlds!"
At this moment, the realm of death was shrouded in Buddha's light, full of majesty.
Several kings used their own methods for the ancient sword, and in the blink of an eye, they fought for dozens of rounds.
"Holy shit, it's so crazy!"
At this time, Liu Tian and Wu Fan landed in the distance. They did not dare to approach the kings. They could only watch the changes from a distance and wait for opportunities.
Finally, the Buddha's light dissipated, and the ancient sword was obtained by a king in green robes. However, the situation of the king in green robes did not seem optimistic. A trace of blood actually overflowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he had been injured in the robbery just now.
Not a minor injury.
"Buddha Qinglong, you are injured now, don't be greedy, otherwise today will be the day you die!"
With a cold snort, the king struck Qinglong Buddhist disciple on the back with his palm.
This Qinglong Buddhist disciple dared to grab the ancient sword, so he was naturally not afraid. He swung the golden hook upside down, and after dodging the palm, he actually kicked the opponent in the heart!
With one kick, the air fluctuated violently, as if it was about to shatter! The power was astonishing!
The defense and attack of this Qinglong Buddhist disciple are probably among the best among the kings!
However, the attacking king was not a vegetarian. He saw his body retreat rapidly, and the strength of Qinglong Buddha's kick was greatly reduced. Moreover, he also used the power of Qinglong Buddha's kick to hit a kick while retreating.