Evil Tattoo: The Ten Great Yama Tattoos at the Beginning

Eighteen bald monks chanted Buddhist chants, made Buddha seals with their hands, and radiated rich Buddha light from all over their bodies.

At this time, the rich Buddha's light condensed into a Seven Treasure Canopy above Yang Jing's head.

Under the canopy, it seemed like another world, isolated from the Punishment Department.

"Oh shit!"

"The Ma family's hunting team is so powerful!" Lin Yuan cursed secretly.

You can say that the Gui Wang Party is bad, but you cannot say that the Gui Wang Party is bad.

It has to be said that this hunting team is the strongest force controlled by the leader of the King of Conspiracy.

They are indeed powerful.

In particular, they are now able to use the power of Buddha to form a canopy and isolate the power of rules in the Evil Punishment Department. This is beyond Lin Yuan's expectation.

Last time, Lin Yuan was able to completely torture Yang Jing, leaving him unable to fight back, relying on the power of the Punisher.

Now, these eighteen great monks have defeated the power of the Punishing Secretary, which is really enough to make Lin Yuan angry.

"Yang Jing, the rules of this world have been isolated."

"My brothers will protect you, so you can use it!"

"Go ahead and kill him!" The great monk codenamed "Jianlong" shouted loudly.

This is the second time that Yang Jing has been dragged into the punishment department by Lin Yuan. As the saying goes, once he is born again, he becomes familiar again.

Being dragged into the Punishment Division for the second time brought with it far less fear than the first time.

What's more, the canopy formed by the Eighteen Arhats now blocks the power of rules from the Punishment Department.

Without this support, Lin Yuan could only fight Yang Jing desperately.

Yang Jing's whole body was covered with black demonic flames. This demonic flame looked extremely inconsistent under the golden Buddha's canopy.

Yang Jing rushed towards Lin Yuan like a bolt of lightning. This was because his enemies were extremely jealous when they met. "ah!"

When Lin Yuan approached, Yang Jing let out an angry roar, stamped his feet suddenly, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

He jumped into the air, and after accumulating strength, he kept swinging the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, slashing towards Lin Yuan.

The surging zhenqi energy, with the blazing demonic flames, formed huge swords and swords, attacking Lin Yuan like a tiger descending from the mountain or a dragon emerging from the sea.

Facing Yang Jing's repeated attacks, Lin Yuan used the Qiankun Umbrella. When the Qiankun Umbrella turned, all the swords Yang Jing slashed were included in the Qiankun Umbrella.

"Oh!"

"Boom, bang."

Continuous explosions sounded in the Qiankun Umbrella, and it could be clearly seen that the scarlet umbrella surface was slightly raised.

This was caused by the explosion of Dao Gang inside the Qiankun Umbrella. However, the umbrella surface of the Qiankun Umbrella is very strong, and an explosion of this magnitude cannot damage the umbrella surface at all.

Seeing that his charged punch was easily received by Lin Yuan, Yang Jing felt very unhappy.

Yang Jing thought to himself, there are so many ways!

However, you, Lin Yuan, are not the only ones who have so many methods. I, Yang Jing, also have many methods.

I lost to you the first time, and I will never lose to you the second time.

After thinking of this, the demonic flames all over Yang Jing's body surged. These demonic flames swelled when they fell on the ground and faced the wind.

In the blink of an eye, they turned into roaring dogs.

"Wang."

"Wow, woof."

At this time, all the roaring dogs around him began to roar. Under the roar of thousands of dogs, the momentum was really terrifying.

Countless barking dogs around him roared and rushed toward Lin Yuan.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan quickly summoned the soul-inducing lamp, and then scattered the lamp oil.

The lamp oil spilled on the ground, and when it fell to the ground, the lamp oil turned into flaming giants, fighting with the roaring dogs around them.

there is always a solution to a problem.

Lin Yuan and Yang Jing were fighting each other fiercely.

The Ma family's hunting team, a total of eighteen great monks, were trying their best to help Yang Jingjian resist the power of the evil punishment department's rules.

In the special space of the Punishment Department, Lin Yuan and Yang Jing were fighting fiercely.

At this time, the battle outside has also entered a fever pitch.

The men sent by the other members of the Gui Wang Party were already fighting with Yang Dingguo's men.

The two sides fought together and were evenly matched for the time being.

On a big tree in the distance, Zhang Peng was hiding in the dense canopy, overlooking the entire battlefield.

His eyes were fixed on "Yang Dingguo" on the battlefield.

After seeing the fate pattern masters protecting Yang Dingguo being held back by his own troops, Zhang Peng knew that it was time for him to take action.

Zhang Peng used his tattoo ability, and the Hot Wheels and the Fire-Pointed Gun appeared. He stepped on the Hot Wheels and killed Yang Dingguo with the Fire-Pointed Gun in his hand.

"Yang Dingguo, give me your life!" Zhang Peng was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he was less than ten meters away from "Yang Dingguo".

Here, Zhang Peng is advised to download an anti-fraud APP, because the Yang Dingguo he is targeting now is completely fake.

This Yang Dingguo is Zhang Zhen pretending to be.

Of course, Zhang Peng is still kept in the dark.

Zhang Zhen and Zhang Peng were old acquaintances. Seeing Zhang Peng coming towards him, Zhang Zhen also became warlike.

From Zhang Zhen's point of view, he is no match for Yang Jing, so he can beat this useless Zhang Peng, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhen decided to use his tattoo ability.

However, as soon as he glanced at him, he saw the real Yang Dingguo being protected by several fate masters in the distance.

If he uses his tattoo ability now, then maybe someone will be able to realize that he, Yang Dingguo, is fake.

At that point, the danger to the rest increases.

Zhang Zhen was rarely smart. He had an idea and decided to lure Zhang Peng away.

Lure Zhang Peng away. In this way, the danger will be lured away.

After thinking of this, Zhang Zhen ran away, shouting as he ran: "Help, help me!"

However, at this time, on the battlefield, the two sides were strangled together, and for a while there was no way to save him.

"Stop these people and prevent them from supporting us."

"Yang Dingguo, I'll kill him!" After Zhang Peng gave the order, he chased Yang Dingguo on Hot Wheels.

As they chased after each other, Zhang Peng felt something was wrong.

Yang Dingguo is an old man in his 80s and [-]s!

At this age, no matter how well you take care of yourself, you shouldn't be able to run so fast, right?

You know, according to the information they have, Yang Dingguo is just an ordinary person, not a fate mark master!

Even if you practice the second-generation totem concept, you won't be able to gain combat effectiveness so quickly.

The Yang Dingguo in front of me was running faster than Usain Bolt.

such a pity!

Zhang Peng was not a very smart person, he just felt something was wrong in his heart, but he still continued to chase.

Because he believed his eyes, the person in front of him was Yang Dingguo, and he looked exactly the same.

After running two or three miles and making sure that he was far away from the battlefield, Zhang Zhen stopped running.

"call!"

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Zhang Zhen leaned on a big tree and deliberately looked exhausted.

In fact, Zhang Zhen wanted to take advantage of Zhang Peng's unpreparedness and give Zhang Peng a slap in the face.

Now, in Zhang Peng's eyes, he is a helpless Yang Dingguo. This is an information gap. Using this information gap, you might be able to defeat Zhang Peng easily.

Since Zhang Zhen started hanging out with Lin Yuan, he has fought many big and small battles, and he still has some judgment on the battlefield.

"Run!"

"Why don't you keep running?" Zhang Peng looked at "Yang Dingguo" jokingly and approached him step by step.

He thought he had a chance to win and wanted to play a trick on "Yang Dingguo" before killing him.

After all, Yang Dingguo's identity is here, and being able to play with his identity, a person with such a high status, makes Zhang Peng feel an inexplicable satisfaction in his heart.

Zhang Peng's mentality has become somewhat distorted since he lost the bird.

"no no......"

"No more running, I can't run anymore!" Zhang Zhen waved his hands repeatedly, pretending to be helpless to resist.

The more "Yang Dingguo" showed his inability to resist, the more excited Zhang Peng became.

I saw Zhang Peng gesticulating on the body of "Yang Dingguo" with the fire-tip gun in his hand, and he said jokingly: "I will break your hand tendons and hamstrings first. Then, I will poke a few bloody holes in your body." , let the blood flow out little by little."

"You will not die during this journey. You will watch your own blood flow out with your own eyes and be powerless. You can clearly feel the weakness spreading throughout your body bit by bit."

As Zhang Peng finished speaking, "Yang Dingguo" pretended to be frightened and said: "You..."

"I, Yang Dingguo, am also a respectable person. Boy, please give me a good time."

Hearing the words "Yang Dingguo", Zhang Peng became even more proud. He said arrogantly: "A person with a high profile?"

"Then after I kill you, I will peel off your face and make a pair of leather shoes, and then cut off your head and make it into a chamber pot."

"Have a head and a face? I will make you lose a head and a face!"

"Ha ha ha ha......."

"Oh!"

Zhang Peng was laughing wantonly when his laughter suddenly stopped and he flew out.

Just when Zhang Peng looked up to the sky and laughed, Zhang Zhen summoned his golden stick, saw the opportunity, and gave Zhang Peng a stick without saying a word.

The stick hit Zhang Peng right in the abdomen, and by the time he reacted, he was already flying in the air.

"boom!"

Zhang Peng slammed into a waist-thick tree. The tree also suffered a huge disaster and was directly broken by Zhang Peng.

"Pfft!"

The severe pain caused Zhang Peng's waist to bend like a shrimp, and his whole body curled up into a ball.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Zhang Peng spurted out mouthfuls of blood. It was obvious that Zhang Zhen's stick had hit him hard!

Zhang Peng, who was lying on the ground, was still buzzing.

This is what he is thinking now.

who am I?

where am I?

Who just hit me with a stick.

"you......"

"Did you hit me with a stick just now?" Zhang Peng struggled to stand up and pointed at "Yang Dingguo" and said.

His face was full of disbelief at this time.

Obviously, even he himself didn't believe that it was "Yang Dingguo" in front of him who just hit him with a stick.

This old man looked so weak. How could he be beaten away with a stick?