It has to be said that Miyamoto Musashi was indeed very cunning. He actually had the same calculation in mind as Tang Feng, and used the hands of others to quietly eliminate his powerful competitor.
Now in the entire scene, the flying dragon was severely injured and escaped, and the two Tianzhu pharaohs were also forced into a routine. Among the remaining people, only Tang Feng and Miyamoto Musashi were the strongest.
Of course, the Shaolin monk was also very powerful, but compared to Tang Feng, he was slightly inferior. After all, the two had already competed against each other in the Kunlun Mountains.
Even though he understood the conspiracy in Miyamoto Musashi's heart, Tang Feng still kept his expression unchanged and said with a faint smile: "I have to say, you old guy is really insidious and cunning, but you still missed one thing."
Miyamoto Musashi raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Did you miss something?"
Tang Feng turned his head slightly, looked at the Shaolin monk on the side, and said with a smile: "This Shaolin monk is also a top master. Although he has eliminated two Tianzhu pharaohs now, you are not afraid of him. Wait.
Once we both lose in the battle, he will start a snipe and clam fight and get the advantage?"
After hearing Tang Feng's words, the Shaolin monk's expression suddenly changed, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.
Miyamoto Musashi pondered, then nodded and hummed: "Yes, although this Shaolin bald donkey is not a big threat, if you leave him watching covetously, it will probably be a big trouble in the end."
Tang Feng suddenly smiled, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "So, how about we just do it one step at a time and eliminate this threat first?"
Miyamoto Musashi also laughed and shouted coldly: "Thank you for saying that I am cunning and scheming. I think your calculations are not as good as mine."
Speaking of this, Miyamoto Musashi snorted heavily and said: "As you said, let's get rid of this Shaolin bald donkey who is watching eagerly from the side first, so as not to leave any future troubles!"
The smile on Tang Feng's face became even bigger, and he joked: "So, are we going to join forces again?"
As the saying goes, there are no eternal enemies in the world, only eternal interests. Although he and Miyamoto Musashi have forged a sworn feud, but now that there is a Shaolin monk, the situation is different.
There is a saying that the enemy of the enemy is an ally. Although Tang Feng and Miyamoto Musashi are enemies, they can become allies within a certain period of time.
Unexpectedly, when Miyamoto Musashi heard this, he suddenly hummed: "If you want to join forces with me, there is no need. I am just a Shaolin bald donkey. I don't take it seriously. Next, I will let you see what I really do."
The strength!”
As he finished speaking, Miyamoto Musashi's whole body suddenly erupted with a violent and dazzling white light. Then, a white ball of light slowly emerged from his body and finally appeared above his head.
The white light group has a bit of golden luster, which is dazzling and dazzling. It looks like the scorching sun in the sky, and the whole is filled with a violent pressure.
"This kind of aura..." Tang Feng's eyes suddenly froze when he saw this, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Could this scorching white light be the arrival of the legendary Fuso Amaterasu's clone?"
Miyamoto Musashi snorted coldly: "I didn't expect you, kid, to have some eyesight!"
Tang Feng suddenly shouted: "No wonder, you old guy, knowing that your Xuandan realm is damaged, you still dare to go to Tianji Palace. It turns out that you have summoned the clone of Amaterasu to come and have support."
Miyamoto Musashi sneered: "At this point, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I will first solve the little problem of Shaolin Bald Donkey, and then I will take care of you!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and glared at the Shaolin monk in the corner. His eyes were blazing with white light, and he shouted word by word: "Old bald donkey, you must have understood the current situation. Should you get out of here yourself, or should I send you to you?"
Do you want a ride?"
Faced with Miyamoto Musashi's strong tone and gesture, the Shaolin monk couldn't help but be startled, and immediately said: "Miyamoto Musashi, I know that you have the evil god's clone to protect your body. With this kind of support, your skills will greatly increase. However, that man named Tang
This boy is definitely no small matter!"
Speaking of this, he snorted and continued: "In the current situation, why don't you and I join forces to fight against the enemy and get rid of this boy named Tang? When the time comes, I will not be greedy for the treasures on him, as long as the Five Elements God
Just inherit it from a powerful person, how about that?"
Miyamoto Musashi suddenly snorted coldly: "No need, I want all the treasures, and I must not let others get their hands on them. Let me say it again for the last time, should you get out yourself or should I give it to you?"
"You..." The Shaolin monk was so angry that he couldn't speak. After all, he was also the pinnacle of the Ninth Level Martial King. He originally talked to the other party in a good voice, but he didn't expect to be despised by the other party on the spot.
The Shaolin monk thought for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Feng and said: "Zu Long Ci, you and I are both Chinese after all, and you know the current situation well. Why don't we join forces to defeat this old man Miyamoto Musashi?"
If the common man is destroyed, then what if I only need the inheritance of the Five Elements Divine Realm in him?"
Tang Feng laughed when he heard this, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said jokingly: "There is no need to cooperate with you. Working with someone like you is no less than seeking the skin of a tiger, not to mention that the person Miyamoto Musashi has to deal with now is you."
"You..." The Shaolin monk was so angry that he couldn't speak again. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said: "Tang, don't be too arrogant. Miyamoto Musashi is now protected by Amaterasu's clone.
Just you, there is absolutely no way you can be his opponent!"
Tang Feng said sternly: "I won't bother you to worry about whether I am his opponent or not. You'd better think about your current situation first!"
The Shaolin monk stopped talking, his heart was filled with anger. If it hadn't been for the words of Tang just now that pushed him to the forefront, how could his situation be so embarrassing now?
Miyamoto Musashi's patience seemed to have reached its limit, and he immediately snorted: "Since you don't get out of here, you old bald ass, then I will help you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his men moved and flew over directly, as fast as meteors and lightning, which was incredibly fast.
Tang Feng's eyes narrowed when he saw this, and a solemn look appeared on his face. He knew very well that in the Xuandan Martial King Realm, it was impossible to fly in the air. Only those who truly transcended the Xuandan Martial King Realm and entered the Yin-Yang Transformation Realm.
Only the powerful and powerful can fly across the sky.
In other words, the strength of this old guy Miyamoto Musashi at this moment has already surpassed the realm of King Wu!
After all, the Shaolin monk is also the pinnacle martial arts king of his generation. If he is scared to death just by the other person's words, then he doesn't have to come out and mess around anymore in the future.
"If you want to fight, then fight. I really thought I was afraid of you, Tathagata Palm!" the Shaolin monk roared, and he immediately rushed out to meet him.
"Falling Style, Break!" In the sky, the white light suspended above Miyamoto Musashi suddenly surged. With a wave of his right hand, a white sword energy immediately roared out and rushed towards the divine palm in front.
There was a sudden bang, the divine palm was broken directly, and the sword energy roared, like lightning rushing straight towards him.
