Watching the Immoveable Ming King swell with rage, the Conquerors laughed heartily, while the newbies trembled in fear, deeply afraid that Tang Zheng would provoke him into a group attack. They didn't have the confidence to survive under his assault.
"You..." The Immoveable Ming King was about to blow his top, but he decided to hold back, first let his subordinates kill a few people to weaken their strength, then crush them in one swoop. Only fight five rounds? Dream on, any humans who entered the Tianzhu Temple today wouldn't live to see tomorrow.
"Get out here and die." A small Armed Police officer broke free from Dantai, rushing into the center of the Buddha group. Seeing that the Golden Mace Buddha statue had reconnected its arm, he was infuriated and seeking revenge.
"Hmph." The Golden Mace Buddha statue snorted coldly and stared coldly at him, lifting its hand to throw the golden mace at him and kill him.
