Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 525 Sharp Weapon
So Wang Hongda flicked the green gun, and more green light poured into the Baosheng clock.

This time Wang Hongda didn't rely on light to protect his whole body, after all, Wu Zhiyu only had one pair of scissors, so he controlled Bao Shengzhong to pick up Wu Zhiyu's scissors.

Wang Xuesong raised his head, looked at the Baosheng Clock that was about to collide with the scissors, and was a little worried. The scissors are sharp weapons, and what to do if the Baosheng Clock is damaged.

Master Zhou saw that Wang Hongda used the Baosheng clock to directly pick up Wu Zhiyu's scissors, he smiled contemptuously, shook his head, felt sorry for the baby, and said in his heart, the name of the scissors is called Jinshajian, with a vicious aura, I don't know how many ghosts and monsters have been hanged for crooked ways , extremely sharp, it is the killing weapon of my Xuanyang sect. Although your treasure birth clock is powerful, but head-to-head, how can you be the opponent of Jin Shajian?

Zhao Wenchi and his disciples all had anticipation in their eyes, they all knew that this time Wang Hongda would definitely fail!
"when!"

A deafening bell rang, and everyone's chest felt tight from the impact, and they tilted their heads and frowned.

When the shock dissipated, everyone looked back, only to find an unbelievable scene.

Wu Zhiyu's face was pale, and he was holding scissors in his hands, while the Baosheng Clock was still standing grandly above Wang Hongda's head!

Wang Hongda grinned, and said proudly, "Do you want to break the treasure clock?"Go to the Jade Emperor and ask for the Eastern Emperor Bell!
Wu Zhiyu was sweating profusely, trembling with the scissors in his hand, turned his head to look at the head of Zhou tremblingly, and knelt down with a plop!

The head of Zhou was puzzled, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Zhao Wenchi turned his head to look at Wu Zhiyu who suddenly knelt down, and said dissatisfiedly, "Elder brother, what are you doing?"

The disciples were all dumbfounded, what kind of routine is this?

How could someone kneel down to the head of the fight in the middle of a fight?

Wang Xuesong turned her head to look at the intact Bao Sheng Zhong on top of Wang Hongda's head. She was very surprised. She only knew that the Bao Sheng Zhong could protect the body and refine treasures, but she did not expect it to be so invincible.

Wu Zhiyu knelt on the ground and looked up at Sect Leader Zhou, with teary eyes, then kowtowed twice on the ground, crying, "Disciple is guilty!"

"What's wrong? Stand up and talk!"

The head of Zhou was quite dissatisfied with Wu Zhiyu's crying and crying, especially when Wang Hongda was still there.

Wu Zhiyu lowered his head, picked up the scissors in his hand, and held them up for Sect Master Zhou to see.

Master Zhou looked at it, and immediately covered his chest, straightened his chest, showing anger and pain, and pointed at Wang Hongda tremblingly: "Okay, you, destroy our killer, it seems that today, doomed It’s a waning moon, it’s hard to be round, you will die!”

Hearing Master Zhou's words, Zhao Wenchi opened his mouth wide, looked at Wu Zhiyu's hand, stared, and found that the scissors were really broken and broken.

OMG!What exactly is floating above Wang Hongda's head?

This pair of scissors is no ordinary pair of scissors, it is a murder weapon in the Xuanyang sect, and it is a killing weapon that only senior disciples are qualified to use. Once the scissors come out, someone must have a treasure on the ground, but now, I don’t know how many ghosts have been killed by this scissors The demon's scissors were actually smashed by a fist-sized tripod?
"He broke the treasure of our town faction! Come on, kill him!"

The disciples were filled with righteous indignation and stood up one after another to gang up on Wang Hongda.

Head Zhou glared at everyone: "What are you doing?"

Disciples calm down.

Sect Leader Zhou didn't let everyone go up together, not out of consideration for the sect's face, if the magic weapon was broken, what face would there be? What he was worried about was that the big disciples were no opponents, so how could others beat him?

Now that the eldest disciple's three magic weapons can't do anything to Wang Hongda, then the sect master can only do it himself.

Master Zhou himself never dreamed that he had been in Linhai for decades, he had almost no defeats when he became Zheng Daosheng, but when he was 80 or [-] years old, he was actually forced by a young man to do it himself.

"Come back and discuss this matter later."

Master Zhou stood up and called Wu Zhiyu to get up.

"Yes!"

Wu Zhiyu took the broken golden scissors and retreated to Zhao Wenchi's side.

Zhao Wenchi looked at Wu Zhiyu, complained and felt helpless, and said, "Eldest brother, it's okay, let the head take care of him!"

The sect master did it himself, but the disciples were silent. This Wang Hongda obviously had limited magic power, but he forced the sect master to do it himself. It was really unbelievable and incredible.

Seeing that the master came down in person, Wang Hongda stopped pretending to be critical, and stood up, with the Baosheng clock hanging above his head, and holding the green gun in his hand, he and the master Zhou formed a formation and confronted each other.

"You ruined my apprentice's Taoism and my magic weapon. Today's matter is destined to not end well!"

Master Zhou's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and said to Wang Hongda coldly.

With a frivolous smile on Wang Hongda's face, he pointed at Zhao Wenchi in a dawdly manner, and said, "You protect this crooked sect, and you still say that you are an orthodox Taoist sect, it's really ridiculous."

Head Zhou was eager to take Wang Hongda's life, so he threw a steel awl away, and a flash of lightning struck Wang Hongda's face, saying: "Stop talking nonsense, take the move!"

Wang Hongda didn't have time to see if there was anything tricky on the steel cone, so he decided to take it seriously. He didn't simply dodge, worrying about the next move, but stomped his feet, and the precious birth clock fell from the top of his head, knocking down the steel cone.

"Boom!"

The steel cone was dropped by Bao Sheng Zhong, and the spell on it came into effect, and a thunderbolt from the blue sky, purple lightning struck Bao Sheng Zhong.

This divine thunder was originally assigned to Wang Hongda, but it was sucked away by the Bao Sheng Zhong. There was only a bang, and a lot of dust fell from the roof of the lobby. Everyone's ears buzzed, and the shock wave blew their hair up.

The Baosheng Bell staggered from being chopped, but managed to sustain it, returned to the top of Wang Hongda's head, and used the Qingxi Spear to replenish mana.

Wu Zhiyu, Zhao Wenchi, and the disciples were all in admiration of Master Zhou's ability, cheering and cheering: "The master played well!"

Master Zhou's expression was gloomy. He himself would have lost face if he ended up fighting someone who was dozens of years younger than him.

"Humph!"

Sect Leader Zhou snorted coldly, without further ado, flicked his wide sleeves, and threw out three steel cones, all of which were engraved with charms, which turned into three cold lights and flew towards Wang Hongda.

Seeing this, Wang Hongda didn't use the Bao Sheng Zhong to block it, but hung it on the top of his head, and lowered the green light to protect his whole body.

Master Zhou grinned, thinking, I expected you to do this!
Ding Ding Dang Dang, three sounds of gold and stone, followed by three blasts of thunder, rumbling, hitting Wang Hongda's head.

Wang Hongda was numb all over, dizzy and almost deaf from the chopping. The pain was so painful that his hair was blown up.

The three thunderbolts did not hit Wang Hongda's head, but were all blocked by the Baosheng Zhong, but Wang Hongda still felt the tremendous force, and all the drops from the Baocheng Zhong disappeared, and fell into Wang Hongda's hands.

The thunder represents Tianwei, and it is the most powerful weapon used by the Dao of Heaven to punish the elves who steal the spirit of heaven and earth. These three thunders consume a lot of mana on the Qingji Spear and the Baosheng Bell.

(End of this chapter)