One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 751 Master is about to do something
Although this finger didn't use any spells, but he planned to stab Tang Sanzang to death with one finger, so he didn't save any strength at all, at least it had tens of thousands of catties of strength, not to mention an ordinary person, even a monster. will be poked to death.

But now Tang Sanzang is standing in the deep pit, looking calm and composed, supporting his secretly strengthening fingers, there is no sign of difficulty on his face, as if he is really just holding up a finger generally.

"So strong!" Niu Ruyi opened his mouth wide. As the younger sister of the Bull Demon King, he is naturally very aware of the terrifying power his elder brother possesses, but now Tang Sanzang caught his finger, and his heart was as shocked as when he was caught by Tang Sanzang. Catch is even bigger.

Princess Iron Fan also showed surprise on her face. She originally thought that Tang Sanzang would be very embarrassed even if he could catch the finger of the Bull Demon King. He was more relaxed than the Bull Demon King, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit puzzled in his heart. How strong is this guy? Is Qing Feng, the fearless plantain fan, a heavenly king?

"Master really caught it, it's amazing." Ao Xiaobai slapped her little palm and shouted, once a fight started, she was a most standard little girl.

"The Bull Demon King probably kicked the iron plate that he least wants to kick in his life." Zhu Tianpeng smiled gloatingly.

"If even the Bull Demon King is no match..." Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang with some doubts in his eyes.

"In the Three Realms, there are only a handful of Demon Kings and Heavenly Kings whose pure power is greater than the Bull Demon King, and they are only a little bit bigger. If Master still crushes him in terms of strength, then... Master is not a saint, right?" Sha Wan Jing was also a little speechless. From the very beginning, they felt that Tang Sanzang was very unusual. No matter what kind of opponent they met, they could always finish with one punch. It seemed that there would never be an upper limit.

And what they don't understand the most is that Tang Sanzang can't feel the slightest spiritual power, and his aura is exactly the same as that of ordinary people. It can be confirmed that he has not restrained his aura at all, and he has never practiced any exercises since he was born. Something like that, the moves are not fancy, the straight fists, relying on the sudden burst of terrifying speed to support the hit rate.

Of course, when all these things are concentrated on the same person, it is of course a pervert, a pervert who can take a blow from a saint in the air, a pervert who can kill a giant monster king with a single punch, and a pervert who can take a demon king casually. A perverted move at the peak of Wangjing.

And this pervert is standing there now, and he is also their master.

"Master is indeed a mysterious existence. I bet he must have been a great person in his previous life." Zhu Tianpeng nodded, turned to look at Sha Wanjing and asked, "Wan Jing, think about it, is there any one who If the saint is dead, it’s better to be on the Lingshan side, and there are monsters.”

"Senior sister, it's not easy for a saint to die so easily. In the past 500 years, only sister Guanyin has become a saint. There are so many demon kings in the world. I guess it will take hundreds of years to produce a saint." Sha Wanjing smiled and shook her head. , She also thought about whether the master might be the reincarnation of some saint, but after thinking about all the saints who have fallen for thousands of years, she couldn't find a match.

After all, if a saint wants to fall, he is usually besieged by other saints, and in order to prevent being retaliated, he will do absolutely nothing to give the soul a chance to escape, let alone rebirth, even if it is really reborn, it is impossible You don't even need to practice to become a saint. Even if a saint is reborn on his own, if he wants to become a saint again, he needs to practice for a long time.

"That's right, so could the master be more fundamental than a saint?" Zhu Tianpeng muttered again.

"Senior sister, saints are the highest level of existence. Even true spirits are at the same level as saints. Top saints like Taishang Laojun and the others, even if they are true spirits, they have to stay away from them." Sha Wanjing couldn't laugh or cry. road.

"Anyway, master must not be a normal person." Zhu Tianpeng scratched his head, really couldn't think of what Tang Sanzang should be, and sighed.

"Even Master himself doesn't know, and sister Avalokitesvara didn't say either. Maybe I won't know until I meet the Buddha in the Western Paradise." Sha Wanjing nodded. What.

Everyone was chatting here, the bull demon king who had boasted that he wanted to poke Tang Sanzang to death with one finger did not look very good. Firstly, everything he said became a joke, and secondly, Tang Sanzang's strength was a bit out of the ordinary. he expected.

"Hmph, do you think it's very powerful to catch one finger? Actually, I didn't use any force at all just now. Now let you try the power of two fingers!" Bull Demon King snorted coldly, retracted his hand, The two fingers were joined together, enlarged at the same time, and then shot towards Tang Sanzang. This time, there was a black light flowing on the finger, which looked like a black stick, falling straight towards Tang Sanzang .

A duller and louder sound resounded, shaking the entire Cuiyun Mountain, and some monsters who did not stand still fell directly to the ground, but the power of the aftermath was shocking.

"It's still about the same."

But this time Tang Sanzang's voice came out faster, and with a wave of his hand, the smoke dispersed. Tang Sanzang stood in the pit, holding two fingers like iron rods in one hand.

"Bastard! Then let you taste my fist!" The Bull Demon King was completely angry. He originally wanted to play tricks on Tang Sanzang, but now he looked like he was being played. Changmao's fist slammed down on Tang Sanzang.

The fist continued to enlarge and become longer in mid-air, and finally it was like a hill pressing down on Tang Sanzang at the bottom of the pit.

"very scary!"

All the monsters were startled, Tang Sanzang followed the Bull Demon King's attack one after another, but facing such a terrifying fist, everyone still couldn't help being afraid and worried.

If Tang Sanzang could defeat the Bull Demon King, then Cuiyun Mountain would be saved today, but if Tang Sanzang died under the fist of the Bull Demon King, then Cuiyun Mountain might not be able to escape the fate of being washed by blood today.

"Master is going to do something." Zhu Tianpeng looked at Tang Sanzang with a slightly raised mouth.

"Second senior sister, how did you find out?" Luo Xi asked a little puzzled, didn't the master always like to let people hit him for a while, and then backhanded the opponent to doubt his life.

"Master has always insisted on the principle that things can't be more than three things. Now this stupid cow has gone beyond the mark, and have you not noticed that every time Master is about to beat someone seriously, he will start to roll up his sleeves? Of course, this is not to pretend to be handsome, just He was worried that if he accidentally tore his clothes." Zhu Tianpeng said with a smile, looking up at the fist and the master who was rolling up his sleeves.

(End of this chapter)