One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 847 Are You Going To Kill Him?

However, Tang Sanzang didn't give them much time to think. After stamping out the red dragon with one foot, he flew out of the pit again and punched An Yi who was standing in midair.

The strongest method was easily dispelled by others, and An Yi's expression became very serious. Although this monk did not feel the slightest spiritual power, he was almost invulnerable to water and fire, and his fists seemed to be able to smash anything. It makes people feel a little spooky and scary.

And after defeating Zijinling's attacks one after another, Tang Sanzang rushed forward thinking of him again, the seemingly ordinary fist was still in front, but after seeing the terrifying power of the previous fist, no one dared to underestimate it anymore , This is a fist that is more useful than other magic weapons. After all, no one's magic weapon can be so invincible.

An Yi made a gesture with both hands, and the three purple golden bells spun rapidly. One of them flew out first, and became more than ten feet high in a flash, covering Tang Sanzang who was rushing down, and the other two followed, also becoming One foot high, they collided with each other, and there was a crisp bell sound, and a sound wave swept downward.

"clang!"

The huge bell was like a big bell that had been hit, it rang, and then a protruding point appeared on the top, instantly covered with fine lines, and a big hole appeared, Tang Sanzang drilled out directly, and the sound wave swept across his body , but it didn't cause the slightest impact. He punched An Yi in the face who was still pinching the formula.

An Yi's face deformed almost instantly, as if he could hear the crisp sound of bones colliding, and fell to the ground from the punch.

Tang Sanzang turned his body over with the help of his hands, and fell down, still stomping on his head with one foot.

"Monk! You don't slap people in the face! Don't you follow the rules of the world!" At this moment, Wei Zhitong's angry voice came from the mountain, and the roar almost spread throughout Qiyun Mountain.

Tang Sanzang glanced up the mountain in surprise, seeing An Yi who had crashed down into the rock, he swayed his foot to the side, stepped on a foot away from his head, bent his knees slightly, and relieved most of his strength. When he stepped out of the stone, there were two pits more than two feet deep, with spider web-like cracks all over the place.

"Wan Jing, tie the fairy rope." Tang Sanzang turned his head and said to Sha Wanjing.

Sha Wan responded quietly, and the immortal rope flew over with a whoosh, binding An Yi who was immobile on the ground tightly.

Tang Sanzang reached out, and she just caught a string of purple-gold bells that fell from the sky. They had already returned to the size of a baby's fist. One of them had a small hole in the top, and the gap was uneven. Sanzang smashed it with one punch.

The whole Qiyun Mountain was silent. Everyone looked at An Yi who was tightly tied up, and even the purple golden bell was taken away. They still couldn't believe that it was their own king, the invincible and domineering Sai Taisui.

"What should I do? The king lost!"

"Who is this monk? Why is he so powerful! Could it be that the gods are really coming to destroy us?"

"I don't want to die yet! Let's run away!"

The demons were discussing softly, looking left and right, ready to run away.

"Protect Madam, go back to the cave first!" A demon emperor shouted loudly, unleashing his coercion, deterring those big and small monsters who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, if they messed up now, then Qi Yunshan would really be over.

"Madam, please go this way." A banshee on the side was about to reach out to pull Wei Zhitong.

"Don't touch me, take me down the mountain, I'm going to rescue An Yi." Wei Zhitong turned sideways to avoid the banshee's hand, and said solemnly.

"Ma'am." The banshee looked a little hesitant, and looked at the monster who was speaking forward.

"Husband..." The monster also wanted to speak.

"Shut up, I used to be the queen of Zhu Ziguo, and that monk came after me, send me down quickly, I asked him to let An Yi go, can you guys rescue An Yi from him?" Wei Zhitong He shouted in a cold voice, and his expression became extremely cold.

The monster opened his mouth, looking at Wei Zhitong, he felt a little scary, nodded at the banshee and said, "Send Madam down."

"Yes." The banshee replied, and flew down the mountain with Wei Zhitong.

"It saves my energy, but who does this empress really like? Why do you think about this for a while, and save that for a while." Zhu Tianpeng, who had just approached not far away, pouted, taking advantage of the crowd's dissatisfaction Note that a concealment spell was also cast, heading down the mountain.

"Monk, kill me if you have the ability." An Yi spat out a mouthful of blood from the side, half of his face was swollen, and he couldn't see much of his original handsomeness. A little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, if there is a need later, we will not show mercy." Sun Wukong looked at him and said coldly.

"This is the Zijin Bell. I remember it was refined by the Taishang Laojun. It seemed to be given to Sister Guanyin. How did it end up in his hands?" Sha Wanjing came forward and looked at Tang Sanzang's hand. The purple golden bell said a little strangely.

"Then is this also the same holy magic weapon refined by the Supreme Lord?" Tang Sanzang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this thing was also refined by the Supreme Lord, but it was not too surprising to lose it from Guanyin.

"Well, it's at the middle level among the magic weapons of saints, but in the eyes of real saints, they shouldn't care too much."

An Yi listened to Sha Wanjing's words with a look of surprise on his face, but he didn't speak.

"I said, are you here to save me?" At this moment, a banshee flew down from the mountain with Wei Zhitong and landed on the ground. She glanced at An Yi who was on the ground, her eyes flashed with distress, Taking a few steps forward, he just stood between An Yi and Tang Sanzang, looked at Tang Sanzang and asked.

"She is the queen." Sun Wukong nodded.

Tang Sanzang sized up Wei Zhitong when he heard the words. He was wearing a multicolored dress tied with a blue ribbon, which was also very neat. He looked like a [-]-year-old girl, with a bit of playfulness, but Sun Wukong said so Of course there is nothing wrong, looking at her nodded and said: "Empress, we are monks from the Tang Dynasty in the East. When we passed Zhuzi Kingdom, we saw that the king was dying. Special medicine saved his life. Later, we were entrusted by him to come here. Rescue the empress who was captured by the monster, and now His Majesty the King is on the hillside one mile away."

"Didn't it mean that Zhao Yi was dying of illness and was about to die? Why did he come here again?" Wei Zhitong raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the direction of the hillside that Tang Sanzang mentioned. Five or six riders were running towards this direction. Come.

"It was about to die, but after we healed it, it will be fine." Zhu Tianpeng withdrew the invisibility formation and said with a light smile.

"So you are all in the same group." Wei Zhitong looked at Zhu Tianpeng, a little surprised, but it seemed to be expected, and finally his eyes fell on Tang Sanzang, "Are you going to kill him?"

(End of this chapter)