One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 459
Tang Sanzang and the others stood still in the open space in front of Huoyun Cave, and Sha Wanjing cast an ice cone technique to cool the ground under everyone's feet so that they would not burn their feet.

Just as Sun Wukong was about to step forward to call for battle, the cave door opened by himself. The red boy rushed out first with a fire cloud gun in his hand, and said with a smile, "yellow-haired woman, I let you go just now, how dare you When you come back, aren't you afraid of being scorched by the real fire of Samadhi?"

Tang Sanzang raised his brows. Anyone who dared to call Sun Wukong like that would probably not have been beaten to death for hundreds of years. He fixed his eyes on the red boy, who looked eight or nine years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a sky-high braid on the top of his head. , with a red face, a red bellyband tied around her upper body, and a red and green lantern skirt underneath.

There are no shoes on the feet, a pair of bare feet, only a red rope is tied around the ankle, and a pair of dark eyes are also looking at Tang Sanzang and others. He looks quite cute, a bit like a daughter, but the upturned The corners of his mouth and the naturally raised eyebrows made him look a little arrogant, and he belonged to the kind of kid who would be easy to spank just by looking at him.

"Nephew, my aunt let you go just now, and you still have your tail up to the sky. Hurry up and send your sister-in-law out. I won't teach you a lesson today, or I will give you a good lesson for your father." Sun Wu Kong's complexion darkened, resisting the urge to run away, watching the red boy put on the posture of an elder and said.

"Sister? You asked me to call that little girl "Sister!" The red boy's eyes widened, and his brows that stood up like two small swords trembled, and he said angrily, "I warn you, if you pretend to be Qi Great Sage Heaven, I'm really not being polite. If Monkey King were like you, I would be able to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace three hundred times!"

"Haha... This little brat is really angry when she speaks, big sister, are you angry, do you really want to arrest her and beat her up?" Zhu Tianpeng beside her laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly.

"That fat man, what are you laughing at? Look at the pair of things in front of you shaking. What's the use of being so big? Don't tell me you're tired, isn't it a man who is comfortable?" The red boy turned his gaze Zhu Tianpeng frowned slightly.

"Pfft—" Luo Xi burst out laughing.

Zhu Tianpeng's expression froze, he looked at Hong Boy clenched his fists and said, "Little boy, you really deserve a beating."

"You want to hit me?" Hong Haier looked at Zhu Tianpeng, curled his lips with some disdain, and then raised a middle finger at her: "Come and hit me! Come! You are a chicken that doesn't exist in any fairyland!"

Although he felt that he shouldn't laugh at this time, Tang Sanzang still smiled unkindly. This little kid is really easy to beat, and not everyone has this kind of mocking ability.

"It's not even Sun Wukong who can't defeat the Little Demon King, right?"

"Very likely, after all, she was beaten back just once."

"Didn't it be said that the Great Sage Equaling Heaven has supernatural powers and is invincible in making troubles in the Heavenly Palace? Why can't even beat the son of the Bull Demon King now? Have we met a fake Sun Wukong?"

"Should we prepare to run away? If we are caught this time, I'm afraid we will be skinned."

The old gods looked at Hong Boy mercilessly mocking Sun Wukong and the others, and felt a little more worried, discussing softly, and discussing whether to run away.

"Well, you red boy, it seems that if you don't teach you a lesson for your father today, you don't know how powerful the world is." Sun Wukong said angrily, this little brat didn't save her any face in front of everyone, It's impossible not to clean him up.

"Big words." Hong Haier waved the spear in his hand, beckoned to Sun Wukong and said, "Just let the horse come over."

"Little bastard." Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, but he didn't rush forward. With one hand, the plantain fan that had shrunk before became bigger in a flash, and clusters of small flames rose up on the fan.

"Hey, when did you steal my mother's banana fan?" Red Boy looked at the banana fan in Sun Wukong's hand and asked in surprise.

"Your mother asked me to teach you a lesson. If Luo Sha knows that you little bastard is talking like this outside, he will stab you in the leg a few times." Sun Wukong snorted.

The red boy's complexion suddenly changed, and even the legs stretched out in front subconsciously retracted a little, but he looked carefully at the banana fan in Sun Wukong's hand, and heaved a sigh of relief, pointing at Sun Wukong and saying: " You are lying, this is not my mother's plantain fan at all, your top is fire, my mother's top is wind, I have been playing since childhood, do you think you can fool me?"

"Really, it seems that you don't know that your mother actually has two plantain fans?" Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

"Hmph, don't provoke me and my mother, stop talking nonsense, since you have asked sincerely, then I will let you taste the real fire of Samadhi again." The red boy threw the fire cloud gun to the side heavily With a pestle, he clenched his fist in his right hand and punched his nose twice.

"Little boy, do you want to complain to the Bull Demon King with a nosebleed, saying that we bullied you?" Zhu Tianpeng smiled as he watched this scene.

"Master, step back, he's going to set fire to it." Sun Wukong said.

Everyone stepped back a few steps, giving way to the open space in front of the cave. Only Sun Wukong stood in front, holding the plantain fan obliquely, calm and not in a hurry to make a move.

Seeing Sun Wukong's expression, Hong Hai'er was also enraged, and punched his nose forcefully again, two puffs of thick smoke spewed out of his nose, opened his mouth, and spewed out a puff of fire.

Although the fire spewed forward, it did not fly directly towards Sun Wukong. Instead, it turned into five smaller fireballs and flew towards the five small cars. The direction rushed towards Sun Wukong.

Tang Sanzang looked at this scene in amazement, the way Honghaier ignites is really unique, it looks a bit self-harming, and are these small cars really flamethrowers?Looking at the five small cars that spewed flames, Tang Sanzang felt a sense of wonder.

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of fire, Honghaier stopped and looked confidently. He still remembered how embarrassed Sun Wukong was surrounded by flames just now, but he was slightly stunned at first glance.

The red flame rushed towards him with extremely high temperature, but Sun Wukong didn't panic at all. He stretched out his hand and pulled down the sunglasses pinned to his hair. Looking at the red boy behind the flame, he smiled.

"Just pretend." Hong Hai'er curled her lips, not believing that Sun Wukong could blow away his true samadhi with a fake plantain fan.
The ghosts and gods retreated another ten or so feet. They have lived here for hundreds of years, so they are naturally aware of the horror of Red Boy's Samadhi True Fire. Now Sun Wukong wants to take it hard, which is too exaggerated a little.

Sun Wukong held the banana fan with both hands and waved it lightly in front of him. A ball of golden flame rose from the fan and rushed towards the five flames that swept in front of him.

(End of this chapter)