One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 804 Break Through (No.18 update!)

Jin Nao appeared above the head of the Yellow-Browed King, blocked Tang Sanzang's falling feet, was stepped on the countryside and suddenly fell three feet, and barely stopped three inches above her head. Blocking the mace on top of her head, this kick might have landed on top of her head.

"Little monk, you really surprised me. Are you already sanctified? Those saints would probably panic if they knew how fast they grew up this time?" The Yellow-Browed King laughed loudly, and took out his right hand. The old white cloth bag, said with a smile: "However, that's the end of it. It's a pity that I didn't see how far you can grow until you reach Lingshan."

"Master, be careful!" Sha Wanjing exclaimed, if she was included in the human seed bag, she would have to be slaughtered by the Yellow Eyebrow King.

The expressions on everyone's faces are a little nervous, but this is already a battle between saints, at least quasi-sages, and with their strength, there is no way to interfere, and even getting close will affect Tang Sanzang. Do anxious on the sidelines.

"Don't worry, maybe Master will be able to avoid that racism sack." Zhu Tianpeng said comfortingly, but judging by the expression on her face, she probably didn't quite believe her words.

"The human race bag is an acquired spiritual treasure. It is basically impossible to avoid magic." Sun Wukong shook his head and held the golden cudgel tightly. If she was in her prime, she might still be able to fight the Yellow-browed King. But now the gap between the two is really too big.

Tang Sanzang looked down at the human race bag in the hands of the Yellow-Browed King, and frowned. The magic weapon in her hand was this, which made him a little afraid. Tang Sanzang's figure flew up, turned around in mid-air, and punched down, hitting the yellow-browed king.

"Take it!" The Yellow-browed King drank coldly, opened the mouth of the human race bag, and a terrifying breath came out from the bag, and the terrifying suction also enveloped Tang Sanzang.

"Will Master be taken away?" Ao Xiaobai asked worriedly.

"Wan Jing, use the fairy rope to disturb her, at least that is also the magic weapon of a saint." Zhu Tianpeng said to Sha Wanjing, a nine-color lotus flower appeared in his hand, looking at the king with yellow eyebrows hesitantly, he said softly: "You first Step back, I am not even sure of the power of this thing."

"Second Senior Sister, then I will take you away." Ao Xiaobai looked at the nine-color lotus in Zhu Tianpeng's hand and nodded.

"I think Master may be able to solve it." Luo Xi stared at Tang Sanzang who was punching downward with a dignified expression, quite confident.

The audience held their breath, watching Tang Sanzang falling from the sky, and the yellow-browed king with a golden cymbal on his head and a human race bag in his hand. This is probably the most intense scene in today's chaotic battle. Many people have already started to avoid it , I don't want to be cannon fodder between saints fighting.

The white light emitted from the opened human race bag has completely enveloped Tang Sanzang, but Tang Sanzang did not disappear like those heavenly soldiers and generals before, although his figure was a bit blurred, he still punched down.

The golden cymbal was the first to bear the brunt, and it shattered with a soft sound. At the same time, there was a sound of pipa, and a ray of light flew out of the golden cymbal in some embarrassment, and landed on the grass beside it. Stopped and looked at Tang Sanzang with horror on her face. At that moment just now, she felt the terror of death. If she hadn't escaped from the side at the moment the golden cymbal shattered, that person's target was not her at all, probably not. Way to escape from the golden cymbal.

The golden cymbal was shattered, and all the monsters were shocked. This is the king's magic weapon, which is usually invincible, but now it was smashed by Tang Sanzang's fist.

The expression of the Yellow-browed King became more and more dignified, the light on the human race bag became more intense, and even a big white hand appeared and grabbed Tang Sanzang, trying to drag him into the human race bag. The toothbrush didn't stop, he waved his hand and threw it at Tang Sanzang.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, as soon as the mace came into contact with Tang Sanzang's fist, many cracks appeared on the surface, covering the entire mace in an instant, and then shattered again.

"puff--"

The two magic treasures shattered one after another, and the Yellow-Browed King spit out a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly became weaker. Will go straight into the ethnobag.

"Aren't you afraid that this one will be broken too?" Tang Sanzang's doubtful voice came, and he just got in through the mouth of the ethnobag.

"Closed!" The Yellow-Browed King was overjoyed, and closed the mouth of the bag with seals with both hands.

But before she could put the bag away, the bottom of the ethnic bag suddenly exploded, and Tang Sanzang reappeared, still keeping his fist down, and punched the yellow-browed king.

"How is that possible!" The Yellow-Browed King was shocked, seeing the fist that had reached his face, before he had time to react, he was knocked down by the punch, lying on his back on the ground, the ground trembled, and a half A pit as deep as ten feet.

Tang Sanzang's body turned in one direction in mid-air, and with a reach, he held the self-healed human race bag in mid-air, and landed lightly on the ground, looking at him lying in the deep pit, his breath a little weak, his face The yellow-browed king, who looked more disbelieving, nodded and said, "Actually, I'm also very surprised."

"puff--"

The Yellow-browed King spat out another mouthful of blood, and fainted from one side of his head.

"The king has lost!"

All the monsters were in an uproar, and backed away in horror, looking at Tang Sanzang holding the human race bag, his face was full of fear.

In their eyes, the extremely powerful king, since Tang Sanzang smashed three magic weapons in a row, was knocked out by his punch in the end, which had a great impact on them.

"Are we going to run?"

"what should I do now?"

The horror on the faces of the monsters may be due to the reason of cultivating Buddhism, so the monsters don't seem to be so hostile, but they have a bit of humanity. Faced with such a situation, they also behaved more humanely, and they didn't show up at every turn. Out of the original form, running around the mountains and plains.

However, the king with yellow eyebrows is unconscious, and the situation of the two demon kings is similar. Now that the group of demon kings has no master, none of them know what to do.

Tang Sanzang looked at the race bag in his hand, shrugged helplessly, looked at Sun Wukong and the others who also had the same shocked expression on their faces, pointed at King Huangmei and said, "Does she have a demon pill?"

"Master won!" Ao Xiaobai froze for a moment, then jumped up happily.

"The race bag has been pierced...Master, it really is a pervert." Zhu Tianpeng swallowed, and looked at Tang Sanzang with a complicated expression.

(End of this chapter)