Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1438
"Fuck, it's against the sky, who are you, dare to plead here, this cripple is also castrated, and the other one is also interrupted."

Kong Shoubei's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and his expression became more ferocious. He shouted and waved his hand.

Following his gesture, the four powerful followers of Kong Wu beside him immediately jumped off their horses, and they went straight to the lame Li Laosan, while the other two rushed towards Tang Seng.

Tang Seng directly threw away the two followers who were rushing towards him, and blocked Li Laosan with his body.

"You're good! However, it's not enough to look at in front of the master!"

One of the attendants gave a cold shout and punched Tang Seng straight. This guy was so confident that he didn't even need a weapon, so he wanted to punch Tang Seng down like this.

"open!"

Tang Seng let out a loud shout, and with one arm facing outwards, he knocked on the fist that his entourage slammed down.

The fist collided with the arm, and Tang Seng's figure shook, but the attendant took a few steps back before stopping.

Tang Seng just blocked at random, didn't use any mana, and tried to restrain his strength, completely like a monk.

He wanted to see what kind of goods these officers and soldiers were, so he didn't want to overwhelm them all at once. He just gave these people a chance to play their best.

Sure enough, the entourage felt that he had tried Tang Seng's weight in one go. He felt that Tang Seng should be stronger than himself, but he was definitely not strong enough. He might not be able to beat the opponent, but there were more than a hundred people on his side here.

If one person can't do it, can a hundred people still can't do it?

Thinking of this, the entourage pretended to be heroic and laughed loudly: "Young monk, you still have some kung fu, but if you want to play tricks in front of the military master with these three-legged kung fu, how can you still do it?" It’s not enough to see. Come on, shoulder to shoulder!”

Following his loud shout, the four relatives ignored Li Laosan and greeted Tang Seng with fists and kicks.

Tang Seng threw out punches and raised his legs, still using the kung fu of a monk to block parry and attack. Even so, in just three or two strokes, he beat the four people until their tendons were broken and their bones were broken, and they lay on the ground crying endlessly.

This time, the kung fu shown by Tang Seng was a little higher than before, but it was not too high.

It's just that his movements are powerful, his speed is faster than the opponent's, and his vision is more accurate.

It is also within the acceptable range of those officers and soldiers.

This kind of stretching is not bad, but in the army, there are many people with such skills.

Seeing that the four attendants were directly crippled by Tang Seng, Kong Bing on the horse's face became ugly.

He stared at Tang Seng coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Little bald donkey, do you think that you can be invincible in this way? Let me tell you, you have successfully triggered the anger of this defense, and now this defense has changed his mind. Not to eunuch you, but to break your legs, arms, and ribs first, so that you can't live or die, and you can't have a child, and then eunuch you. Come on, copy Guy! Made him!"

Kong Shoubei didn't intend to do it himself at all. After finishing his sentence in a cold voice, he took his mount aside and looked at Tang Seng with disdain.

He seemed to have begun to imagine Tang Seng's end.

"Master Jun, please spare this great monk!"

Some of the people knelt down.

After all, Tang Seng offended Ma Shoubei to save them.

Moreover, although Tang Seng fell from the sky, they originally thought that Tang Seng had extraordinary supernatural powers and would definitely be able to deal with those officers and soldiers.

But through a few tricks just now, although these ordinary people don't know much about kung fu, they can also see that Tang Seng has some strength, but it is also very limited.

It's no problem to deal with four or five soldiers, and it's against unarmed soldiers.

If the other party used a weapon, Tang Seng would probably be at a disadvantage.

After all, swords and guns have no eyes, and two fists are no match for four hands!
These people were originally from poor families, and they were used to being bullied by others on weekdays. Someone in Leng Ding stood up for them, so they were naturally grateful.

Therefore, I was extremely unwilling that this monk would lose his life because of saving them.

However, whether it was guarding the hole or the soldiers, they completely ignored the kneeling civilians, as if they didn't exist at all, and still each held their weapons and rushed towards Tang Seng.

Tang Seng narrowed his eyes, moved his gestures, grabbed Li Laosan who was still by his side, and flung Li Laosan three or four feet away.

Li Laosan originally thought that with his lame leg, he would definitely have a bad fall.

Who knew that when a person was about to land in the air, he didn't feel anything. It seemed that he just took a simple step and landed on the ground smoothly, without even shaking his body.

Li Laosan is a person who has traveled south and north. From his vision, he can immediately see that Tang Seng is definitely not as simple as he shows now.

It must be a hidden expert, maybe it is really the Buddha in the sky!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a bit of joy on his face, and began to watch the situation on the field intently.

The remaining nearly ten followers had already stood together with Tang Seng.

They attacked Tang Seng's vitals fiercely, cutting off his head or stabbing him in the chest.

The same goes for those with guns, leaving no room for it.

He looked as if he wished he could penetrate Tang Seng with a single shot.

But Tang Seng let out a cold snort, and his figure walked through the gap between the sword and gun, with a punch, a palm, and an elbow, it seemed that the random movements of the figure walked like flowing clouds and flowing water.

He directly threw all the nearly ten relatives to the ground, each rolling and crying, and the injuries were not serious at first glance.

"Bald donkey, court death!"

Seeing this situation, Kong Shoubei on the horse's back changed his face, and pulled out the sword from his waist with a clang, he paused, and flew into the air from the horse's back, the sword in his hand was already glowing like a sword, and went straight Put it under the hood towards Tang Seng.

Tang Seng could see that Kong's defense was indeed a bit skillful, much better than ordinary followers.

But it's just a lot stronger, and he can be regarded as a good fighter among martial arts.

There is no comparison with yourself at all.

Kong Shoubei's sword didn't hold back at all, and it looked like he chopped Tang Seng to pieces with a single stroke.

But at this time, the rest of the sergeants didn't do anything, they just stepped back a little distance, as if they were fighting in the field.

That's it!
It should be that those who follow are the general's hardcore, and the rest are from poor families who were oppressed by Kong's defense.

Therefore, if you want to cure, treat the culprit!

(End of this chapter)