0167 Marshal Canopy, I would rather die than surrender!
Manjushri Bodhisattva was stunned when Marshal Tianpeng shouted.
What the hell is this?
Shouldn't he kneel down and prostrate three times and tell him that he has been unlucky for the past five hundred years?
Why do you curse someone when you open your mouth?
Is it polite?
Manjushri Bodhisattva looked at Marshal Tianpeng with his beautiful eyes and asked: "I am Manjushri Bodhisattva, the three great masters of the West. Are you talking to me like this? Do you not take me seriously?"
Hehehe~
Bailong stood aside and said jokingly: "Little Manjusri, he doesn't treat you as a human being either."
Damn you!
Manjushri Bodhisattva immediately became angry.
Isn’t it possible to transform a man into a woman?
Bodhisattva has hundreds of appearances and has no gender. Isn’t it arbitrary to show people as male or female?
You're biting off more than you can chew, right?
It’s endless, isn’t it?
Manjushri Bodhisattva glared at Bailong and said bitterly: "Shut up! What does it have to do with you?"
Turning his head, Manjushri Bodhisattva glared at Marshal Tianpeng and said, "Since you are so ignorant of current affairs, I will teach you a lesson!"
Immediately, Manjusri Bodhisattva took out the sharp sword of wisdom and shook off the pressure of Daluo Jinxian.
Suddenly, the entire Fuling Mountain was ruffled by strong winds, filled with smoke, and filled with flying sand and rocks!
However, at this moment.
Jin Zha clasped his fists and said, "Uncle, why are you angry? Just wait for the disciple to teach this wild boar a lesson. Why do you do it yourself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Zha's whole body trembled.
In an instant, Jin Zha transformed into four bodies and eight arms.
Each of the eight arms holds a magic weapon.
Those magic weapons are the dragon-escaping stake, the double sword, the whip, the double halberd, the spear, and the nectar vase.
Unexpectedly, facing such a powerful Jin Zha, Marshal Tianpeng didn't have the fear they wanted in his eyes.
Marshal Tianpeng gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Bald Donkey, as a person from the East, you are going to serve as a protector for the Western Bald Donkey? Bah! Even if the old pig can't beat you, he still wants to rub your stinky body!"
Immediately, Marshal Tianpeng grabbed a rake and rushed towards Jin Zha.
snort!
"The pickled things are so dirty and stinky! You can still speak so loudly like an ant?"
Jin Zha has four arms, no matter how Marshal Tianpeng attacks from all directions, he cannot be hurt.
The next second, Jin Zha raised his foot and kicked Marshal Tianpeng out.
Jin Zha spun quickly, waving the magic weapon like a wheel.
Marshal Tianpeng raised his rake high, dug his feet deeply into the ground, and gritted his teeth.
"Beast, you still refuse to accept punishment!"
Jin Zha, the goal is not to kill Marshal Tianpeng.
I just wanted to scare him, but I also kept my feelings in my hands.
However, even if he exerts his strength, Marshal Tianpeng is still struggling.
After all, the two of them are not cultivators of the same level.
Before his eyes, he was driven into the ground like a nail.
"If it weren't for you, how could I, an old pig, be in such a mess? It would be impossible for me to surrender to you even if I die!"
Bailong saw this in his eyes and nodded approvingly.
This is a real man!
Facing the enemy's swords and guns, you would rather die than surrender!
Bailong couldn't stand it any longer, so he took out the Xuanyuan Sword and flashed.
Just listen to a clang!
Jin Zha spurted blood from his mouth and fell heavily.
At the same time, Jin Zha's arms disappeared in all directions and returned to himself.
And those magic weapons he used were basically the magic weapons he used before his body became a saint.
In the end, Jin Zha was among the seven people who became saints physically.
He was able to escape the list of gods, use a human body to cultivate into a loose immortal, and then become a Bodhisattva in the West. This shows that his ability is so high that it is rare in the three worlds.
However, in front of Bai Long, Jin Zha was still too childish.
With just one strike of Bailong's sword, Jin Zha was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back and was seriously injured!
Moreover, among his eight magic weapons, the dragon-escaping stake, double swords, whip, halberd, and spear were all broken!
Only the nectar vase was an acquired spiritual treasure and was not swept away by Xuanyuan Sword.
Jin Zha gritted his teeth and spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Evil dragon! You actually, dare to damage my magic weapon!"
However, when Jin Zha said this, he was speechless!
What if the magic weapon is damaged?
Well?
How on earth, what can be done?
Oh my god!
The Tathagata didn't show his favor, Amitabha told him to stay away from the white dragon, and the Jade Emperor didn't care either.
This shameless evil dragon seems to be invincible in the three realms!
It’s very uncomfortable to be defeated again and again!
Bailong looked back, picked up Marshal Tianpeng's nine-tooth nail palladium with one sword, and pulled him out of the ground.
"Brother, do you still know me?"
Um?
Marshal Tianpeng thought for a moment and suddenly his eyes widened.
In the past five hundred years, he has experienced too many joys and sorrows.
I have experienced too many grievances and received too many looks from people.
But he will never forget the immortal king in white in front of him.
When he was in trouble that day, only the Immortal Lord in white could argue with Ran Deng for him in front of all the immortals.
Marshal Tianpeng consciously stepped back ten meters, knelt on the ground and said: "Brother, stay away from you, old pig, don't dirty your clothes!"
Um!
Bailong waved his hand, and a soft wind lifted Marshal Tianpeng up.
"We are all brothers, there is no need to kneel down if nothing happens."
"Evil dragon!"
At this moment, Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly shouted: "Nielong, why do you hurt Jin Zha! Give me a reason, otherwise I will suppress you!"
Manjushri Bodhisattva spoke.
Princess Qiyi and Chang'e were also panicked.
The deeper the love, the stronger the worry.
"Manjushri Bodhisattva, please give me some face! My husband did not do this on purpose!"
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, you must not fight against Bailong. Bailong is the son-in-law of the Jade Emperor."
"That's right, our husband is trying to save the common people, but Jin Zha suddenly takes action, and no one can see through it!"
Look at the seven princesses holding their waists, looking majestic.
However, in their hearts, they were a panicked group.
Manjushri Bodhisattva is the perfect Daluo Jinxian, and his power is as good as Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Bailong has just advanced to the early stage of Daluo Jinxian and has not yet adapted well.
If a fight really breaks out, Bailong...
oh!
It's okay to fight, Bailong has the art of puppetry!
The princess in seven clothes stood on top of the clouds and clapped her hands.
"Ms. sir, release the puppets quickly!"
"My lord, Manjushri Bodhisattva is afraid of the puppet of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"
"Ms. sir, hurry up and finish here. Let's go to Chang'an to find an inn!"
…
Bailong listened to the chattering of the princesses but did not reply.
Manjushri Bodhisattva trembled unconsciously.
"Nie Long! Do you want to release the puppet again? I tell you, I am not afraid, I..."
Manjusri Bodhisattva's speech is incoherent.
Bailong smiled brightly.
"Don't be afraid, little bitch, don't think I'm a Daluo Jinxian in the early stage. I don't need to use puppets to deal with you."
ah???
There was a hint of surprise in Manjushri Bodhisattva's beautiful eyes.
This evil dragon is famous for being dissolute and mean!
Basically nothing he said could be taken seriously.
"Don't lie to me! Do you want to fight with me?"
Bai Long nodded and said with a smile: "I am not here to interfere with your actions. I am on honeymoon with my eight wives and just come to see my brother. Jin Zha suddenly takes action. How can I turn a blind eye? I can't help.
The reason for beating Jin Zha, if you want to beat him, come quickly, I won’t let go of the puppet."
Well?
Manjushri Bodhisattva frowned and glanced at Bailong.
After hesitating for a moment, Manjushri Bodhisattva swung the sharp sword of wisdom and kicked up the clouds.
"Nie Long! This is what you said, fight with me!"
In an instant, Bailong's Xuanyuan Sword and Manjushri Bodhisattva's sword of wisdom collided together.
Suddenly, loud noises and shock waves swept across the entire sky!
The power of the white dragon is still too weak.
In just one round, blood oozed from the hand holding the Xuanyuan Sword.
However, Manjushri is not much better.
She was trembling all over, staring at her sword of wisdom, her eyes widening.