strokinit Chapter 128 The Yuanhuang’S Mad Sword, The Mang King Kong, Doesn’T Do Much Damage But Is Strong As A
Chapter 128 The Yuanhuang’S Mad Sword, The Mang King Kong, Doesn’T Do Much Damage But Is Strong As A
"boom!"
The light falls from the sky and takes shape on the ground.
I saw three figures rushing out, and the Great Saint of Beiyin was frightened.
But the next second, it couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
I saw only these three people,
One is a bald young man with red lips and white teeth, wearing a Taoist robe.
One is a young man with a handsome face and a jade crown wearing a cassock.
One is a young man in Confucian robes who is nine feet tall and muscular.
Mudd! I thought it was the God of Death who had arrived. I didn't expect it to be you bunch of rotten fish and shrimps.
But then, the Great Saint of Beiyin couldn't help but burst into the sky with anger, whipping up a howling wind that criss-crossed within hundreds of thousands of miles.
Until it was 100% confirmed that the aura of the "current Saint King" did not appear in the Arctic Icefield.
Only then did Beiyin Great Saint stop running away.
A domineering and wanton momentum surged out of the sky.
"Who is coming? I, the Great Saint, will not kill the unknown people!"
The Great Saint of Beiyin looks like a child, but his tone is old-fashioned and full of style.
It seems to be saying: How dare you, a mere First Grade scumbag, dare to stroke my tiger's beard?
In front of "Saint King" I am subservient, in front of others I punch hard.
The main character is a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is respectful in front and arrogant in the back.
"The poor Taoist Yuanhuang Temple Master Meng Qi!" The bald boy bowed his head in greeting.
"Master Sajia's Crazy Knife!" The jade-crowned young man clasped his hands together.
"A certain family's King Kong!" The young man in Confucian robes said in a sullen voice, cherishing the words like gold.
"We are... a professional team, specially here to send you on your way." The three of them said in unison, with a sincere tone.
See this scene.
Beiyin Great Saint couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, and his mood was quite complicated.
It has lived for thousands of years, what scene has it not seen?
But today's abstract scene was the first time it had ever seen it.
The Taoist priest with a shaved head, the Daoist wearing a bright red cassock, the Confucian scholar who is full of principles and virtues, what kind of monsters are these riding horses?
Even Beiyin Great Saint, the demon ancestor, felt that the other party was too perverted at this moment.
And it seems that his brain is not very good. I don’t know if it is contagious.
Thinking of this, Beiyin Great Saint calmly took three steps back and protected Murong Longcheng in front of him.
Then he said: "We are strangers to each other. Is there any misunderstanding?"
Whether it's afraid or not is another matter. The main thing is that its mother doesn't let it play with fools.
And the key issue now is to find the key to the problem, which is to "break up, sell out, and sell out."
If it is not necessary, Beiyin Great Saint really does not want to cause trouble at this time.
"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening." The young man in Confucian robes still cherished his words like gold.
"We know the way to your house in the morning, and we will come and beat you to death in the evening." The boy with the jade crown explained with a smile.
"It's very important to us that we don't have you." The bald boy added with a serious expression: "If you are not decent, we will help you be decent."
"Then go to hell!"
When the Great Saint of Beiyin heard this, he suddenly stood up.
An unruly and ferocious domineering will suddenly swept out.
Boundless darkness surged, and a howling cold wind sprang up.
It was like a hurricane tornado, coming towards the three Strangulation.
"boom!"
The next moment.
I saw the red cassock of the bald Taoist priest who called himself "Master of Yuanhuang Temple" flying up.
Like red clouds rolling in, resisting the boundless darkness.
"The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and fourteen states are frost-freezed with one sword!"
The young man in Confucian robes who called himself "Mang King Kong" pointed out the light of the sword, which was like a sword. It cut the hurricane and tornado inch by inch.
At the same time, the Taoist monk who called himself "Crazy Sword Layman" blasted out like a cannonball.
His body is like a Godfiend, stirring up vast and endless energy and blood like a dragon.
With just one punch in the air, it blasted through the void.
See this scene.
Beiyin Great Saint's face kept twitching, and his mood was complicated and difficult to describe.
The siege of the three First Graders was not very harmful to it, but it was extremely insulting.
Is this a job that humans can do? Who is the devil on horseback?
The Taoist monk's body is like a diamond, the sinewy scholar's sword shines horizontally, and the bald Taoist priest's cassock subdues demons.
Such an eye-catching scene caused a ton of psychological shadow on Beiyin Great Saint.
Thinking of this, the Great Saint of Beiyin no longer held back his hand, and pressed down with his palm in the air, and it was like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
"Boom!"
The next moment, thunder rumbled and resounded through the void.
The energy all over the sky gathered, turning into howling tornadoes and roaring hurricanes.
The entire void of heaven and earth was turned into Wind Blade purgatory, filled with fierce and cruel murderous intent.
The demon's big hand that covered the sky and the sun even pressed down on the entire Beiyin Mountain, as if it wanted to beat them all into pieces.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, Lord Boundless Heaven, the Great Principle spell, urgent as a law!"
At this moment, the bald Taoist priest appeared with a golden dragon on his back, roaring into the sky.
While baring his teeth and claws, he caught the Heavenly Demon's claws and collided with each other in mid-air.
"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"
The "Mang King Kong" young man in Confucian robes, with all the knotted muscles in his body, flew out like a sharp sword.
As soon as the sword came out, the sound of thunder rose, like a raging wave of swords, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten lands.
Hurricanes roared and tornadoes roared, but they could not block the sharp edge of the sword.
"Boom!"
Like a shock of lightning that passed through a long night, the snow-white sword light stretched like a waterfall from the sky and struck in front of the Great Saint of Beiyin.
The monk in Taoist robes, the "Crazy Sword Master", also followed closely behind, with his fist Crushing Vacuum.
"boom!"
It's too late, but it's soon.
In the blink of an eye, the situation on the field has suddenly changed.
Beiyin Great Saint's eyes were as black as ink, and there was still violence and ferocity flowing in them, and he was bullied in front of him in the blink of an eye.
He only had time to cross his arms in front of him when he was hit by a sword and the middle door was wide open.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
A fist like a violent storm hit him in the face.
A strong man with a height of nine feet and strong muscles was dealing crazy output against the golden boy-like Beiyin Great Saint.
The punches reach the flesh and the faces are slapped. It can be said to be extremely ferocious, but there is an indescribable harmony, as if wearing a Confucian robe, this is the style of painting.
"You...are looking for death!"
Amid the muffled grunt, Beiyin's Great Saint's voice leaked out, and a few of his front teeth were lost, but he was not seriously injured. He was like a copper pea, unable to be beaten or hammered to death.
This wave can only be said to be not very harmful, but very insulting.
"boom!"
The next moment.
The Great Saint of Beiyin was beaten wildly as if he were being hung on a painting, and blazing blood suddenly burst out from his body.
It was like a heavy curtain was raised, blocking out the young man in Confucian robes and the monks in Taoist robes.
Immediately afterwards, no movement was seen, and the blazing blood light was like the setting sun.
A long, ferocious, fierce and fierce roar sounded.
The Beiyin Great Saint had already jumped down from the air. Although he was only three feet tall, he was as ferocious and ferocious as a Great Monster.
Countless thick black hairs suddenly grew on its face and body, and its handsome face changed into a furry face and a thunderous mouth.
It has a thunderous mouth, a solitary face, all five features and all four limbs, but there is no human shape at all.
The whole "man" is like a three-foot "violent ape", with his five fingers stretched out as if to tear the world apart, tearing down the void like a curtain.
Boundless darkness swept across, as thick as ink.
"Oh, you've revealed your true form?"
The monk in Taoist robes is shaped like a dragon, bursting out with torrents of blood.
"It turns out to be a hozen!"
The bald Taoist priest flapped his wings like a roc, surrounded by golden dragons, and struck the sky.
“A gentleman is not powerful if he is not serious!”
The sinewy Confucian scholar turned his body into a sword, like a flying sword of flowing light, the light of the sword came and went in all directions.
"Boom!"
All of a sudden.
In the boundless darkness, a thunderous roar sounded.
A battle begins on the top of Beiyin Mountain!