Before the monk Honglian responded, he heard Meng Zhao roaring like a tiger, and said loudly,

"Okay, okay, I'm just about to learn the tricks of you two Dharma Kings, don't let Meng down!"

The black-clothed Dharma King snorted angrily, and the murderous intent and evil aura accumulated in his chest, condensed into black and red lights to wrap his body. His arms were stretched, and the cassock sounded. When his feet twisted and stepped on, his spine was like a crescent sword, bursting out a fierce aura, increasing his body skills, and instantly pounced in front of Meng Zhao.

The right hand was protruding out his fingers, bent slightly, and used a move of two dragons playing with the pearl. The fingers were full of shadows, with strange arcs, and black and red light, like two short daggers, which penetrated into Meng Zhao's eyes without any concealment. With one move, Meng Zhao's two moves were destroyed.

It is obvious that the Black-clothed Dharma King knew Meng Zhao's physical strength very well, and was comparable to King Gebu, and perhaps even better. After all, the battle that day was Meng Zhao's final victory.

He is also very amazed when dealing with such a person with a body as strong as a Vajra. Unless he attacks with a force far beyond the limit of his body's endurance, he can only attack the siege, or use the unexpected spiritual martial arts attacks of gods and ghosts to defeat such strong men.

Generally speaking, the eyes are the key points of the weakest organs in the human body. Even people with great success in the golden body will find it difficult to make their eyes as hard as steel. Naturally, they have become one of the well-known hidden secrets of people in the martial arts world.

Of course, Meng Zhao could not do the same strength as his body. Even the strong wind that came when the Black-clothed Dharma King made a move, he squeezed his eyes first, causing nerve compression, faint congestion, and soreness of the tear glands.

Meng Zhao is just a strong body and a strong foundation, so he really makes a fool of himself and shed tears.

In addition to the fierce and ruthless attack, another point that the black-clothed Dharma King's martial arts is that his possessor has a spirit of killing the gods, and a Buddha's blocking the Buddha's blocking the Buddha's. The momentum of moving forward, the thoughts come to him will be invincible.

Everyone is a warrior and has his own momentum, but no one will ever give Meng Zhao such a strong feeling. Even if King Gebu is as powerful as a dragon and an elephant, and the indestructible sacred mountain, it is not as sharp as the Black-clothed Dharma King.

Under the cover of this terrifying momentum, his opponents often lose their hearts and lose their hearts after a few moves. This is the reason why the three armies can seize the commander, and every man cannot seize the will.

If it were another person, he would have run away with his tail under the powerful and ferocious aura of the Black-clothed Dharma King like a god or a demon.

But how could Meng Zhao be an ordinary person?

The Black-clothed Dharma King was so powerful that he was so strong that Meng Zhao didn't let him go at all.

He concentrated his mind and calmed down, swung his sleeves, and also popped his fingers into the black-clothed Dharma King's fingers.

Meng Zhao's fingers are as white as jade, as delicate as babies, and there is a pure atmosphere in the delicateness.

The fingering method is feminine and exquisite, with a continuous and entangled energy, like a master of Chinese painting who has reached the pinnacle of the state. With his free hand, he can create classic paintings.

The core of this fingering method is to wrap around. The silk-wrapped force is like spider webs covered with mucus, which must trap any prey and offensive.

Moreover, the core of this finger is similar to the fingering method used to deal with Lin You's most soft sword.

Naturally, there was a thread of silk hidden in the fingering technique, like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, exploring the snake core, the snake's eyes were cold and vicious, ready to go. Once you get the chance, you will penetrate the body of the black-clothed Dharma King at any time and swallow his essence and blood.

Fighting is actually similar to hunting. It requires both powerful power and sufficient secret means.

The more methods and the more complex the combination, the harder it is to deal with. There are not only those who seem to be a skill and have nothing to do with the sky, but they are too few, and they are too strict in their qualifications.

The Black-clothed Dharma King is a Shura fighting demon. He has a murderous aura that only kills thousands of people. Although it is a great deal of cultivation, it is also a person who kills and attacks. He doesn't know how many people he has killed in his life, and how many thrilling battles he has experienced in his life.

His fighting wisdom, his performance level in the face of battle, and even his sense of danger and his sense of danger are far from comparable to ordinary innate powerhouses. Lin You, the junior, is even worse.

Therefore, Lin You could not see the murderous intent hidden in Meng Zhao's fingering technique, and the Black-clothed Dharma King could do it, so when the fingering technique between the two sides did not touch, he retracted his palm like lightning, leaned back, kicked his feet one after another, and pushed his legs like spiral plates towards Meng Zhao.

The reaction was very fast, and it was not difficult to see that although he seemed irritable and radical, he was always alert to Meng Zhao and did not underestimate his thoughts at all.

Meng Zhao was also very happy and changed his moves very quickly. The three fingers that were originally shrunk popped up suddenly and stretched out the five fingers. The original finger force changed into a palm force without any awkwardness and stiffness. The turn of the hand made into clouds and turn of the hand made into rain, as if it had the power to capture the dragon and descend to the tiger. The big hand seal in the void fell, and the black-clothed Dharma King's legs were wiped out, and even a few ripples were not turned up.

While the two of them were fighting each other, Monk Honglian was not idle either. He still called the Six-Syllable Mantra almost perfectly, recited the Buddhist mantra, dispatched the Buddha's essence in his body, and blessed him on his body, shining with a faint light of the blending of gold and red colors.

At this time, his body movement was as fast as lightning. At an exaggerated speed and amplitude, he walked around Meng Zhao and clenched his fist as Meng Zhao hit his back when he dealt with the Black-clothed Dharma King.

This one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Pudu Sect, the most powerful master in the world, used the most indecent and despicable trick to deal with Meng Zhao, which was a sneak attack.

Logically speaking, this is an unimaginable thing.

Group battles are group battles. One fights against many, and they are all against hard bridges and hard horses. Everyone wins the battle with martial arts.

But this time it was different. Monk Honglian chose to attack without any concern for the demeanor of his top master.

The reason is actually very simple.

Meng Zhao is too strong, and they want to fight quickly. The best way is of course to sneak attack.

There are countless strong people who died because of the word "sneak attack", and it is not uncommon for them to capsize the gutters.

It cannot be said that there is anything wrong with Monk Honglian’s approach, but it is just that it does not fit his strength and identity.

Furthermore, now is a life-and-death situation, not a serious martial arts competition. The competition in the arena is the best way to kill people. The truth is the truth. There is nothing wrong with sneak attacks.
Chapter completed!