The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 425 No matter what race you are, you will never be in my eyes.

"Suffer to death!"

Beiju Luzhou, the Antarctic King punched out, the space was torn apart, and the waves of demonic energy were unstoppable.

"Hehe, the poor monk will blow your hand off with one punch, and then blow your head off with one punch."

boom!
Tang Sen moved. The Antarctic King dared to threaten him. It was unbearable. He wanted this guy to understand that sometimes he made a mistake and he had to pay a very painful price.

It can be seen that the purple-golden fist is rushing forward, and with an indomitable posture, it suddenly shakes with the bear's paw the size of the Antarctic King's casserole.

Rumble!
The earth once again threw up waves of earth and rocks. In front of the holy power, the earth seemed too fragile, like the surface of a lake in front of mortals, with a slight force, waves could be set off.

The two men clashed with iron fists, and they exchanged hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye. The Nanji King's fist was huge, and every punch swept across, trying to cut Tang Sen in half. Tang Sen was as hard as a rock, although his fist was small , but there is no fear, the light of purple gold is looming, and blood will bloom every time it meets a bear's paw.

"Ah, I don't accept it, today is the death day of Bald Qiang."

The Antarctic King turned into the size of a normal person, and confronted Tang Sen. There was nothing he could do. The speed of the opponent was too fast. Although the power after becoming mad was extremely powerful, his movement skills and reaction speed were far inferior to ordinary people. It took only a while, and he His body was bombarded with thousands of punches by Tang Sen, and the bones and scum all over his body felt like they were falling apart, and the pain was excruciating.

And the palm, which was already injured, was riddled with holes and it was difficult to look directly at it.

"Amitabha, Nie Zhan, since you are obsessed with your obsession, then the poor monk will not be polite. I need to let you know today that I, Lingshan, cannot be bullied."

Tang Sen's body bloomed with purple-gold lightning, which gave the King of the South Pole a thick, indestructible and powerful feeling. It was like a sharp thorn stuck in his heart and could not be pulled out.

Really distressing.

"Bearmen, fearless. Roar~"

The Antarctic King roared and used his voice to drive away distracting thoughts. The demonic energy nourished his body, healed his injuries, and fought with Tang Sen again.

"As far as you bear people, I beat you like a dog, the old man really thinks it's great?"

Tang Sen yelled, ten times the combat power broke out, but the physical body was well controlled, and there was no abnormality, and he punched the Nanji King's chest with a force that made his heart palpitate.

puff!

This punch was so powerful that the Antarctic King spat out a mouthful of old blood, and the chest was pierced by Tang Sen's punch, and a huge hole appeared.

"how is this possible?!"

Looking at the young face hundreds of feet away, the Antarctic King showed an unbelievable expression. He was actually blown up, and he was still a half-sage who had only practiced for 300 years. This was unimaginable in the prehistoric era.

"Sigh~"

And in the Three Realms, there were countless gasping voices. The Antarctic King didn't believe it, and they also didn't believe what they saw. You can't blow the opponent's chest with one punch.

The answer is, no.

Almost no one can be so powerful, and he is still a famous saint who penetrates the demon race in the semi-holy realm.

Unthinkable.

"This bald head is worthy of his Dharma name, bald head is strong, bald head is strong, and he is really strong when he is bald."

"It's not just very strong, this King Kong is a peerless master who is unique in a million, and he can definitely compete with Tang Seng."

"The young people who have appeared recently are all monsters. This world has really changed, and it has already begun to show signs."

Zhang Daozi and Emperor Donghua spoke one after another, among them were many other masters in the mountains, as well as the gods of heaven.

"This bald head is so scary. If we cooperate with Lingshan and train him well, maybe we can suppress that Tang Sen."

The Jade Emperor stroked his chin in thought, and then came up with a crooked idea, planning to ask Lingshan to borrow someone to train a super strong man to deal with Tang Sen.

He hates Tang Sen to the core now, and at the same time, Chi Guoguo's envy and jealousy, a monk with countless beauties, the key is that the harem is not chaotic, his strength is stronger than himself, and he still refuses to obey his orders. God cannot tolerate it.

must be suppressed.

"Mud horse, my back is sore from the pot of Lingshan and I am happy."

Maitreya Buddha really had nothing to say, so he could only transmit sound transmission to the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp to relieve his unhappiness.

"My brother has exactly the same intention."

The ancient burning lamp Buddha smiled and transmitted the sound, and at the same time he thought again, what is this Tang monk trying to do with such a big game.

In fact, Tang Sen didn't have many calculations, just for the sake of having fun, throwing out two pots at the same time, cheating some tricks, this system has evolved, so we can't use it!

Isn't that a waste?

"How is it impossible? You are just a bear. Do you really think you are a piece of iron?"

Tang Sen stood tall in the sky, his monk clothes fluttering, without a divine ring, and without a radiant light, but he still looked elegant and dusty, with a forceful air.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it~"

boom!
The Antarctic King was running magic, berserk as if returning to the state of a beast, screaming heart-piercingly there.

"Amitabha, stop shouting, you still have a chance, take revenge! It's never too late, the poor monk doesn't want to kill you today, I will give you a way out."

Tang Sen seemed to be moved, and there he put his hands together and recited Buddhist scriptures.

What? ? ?
He won't kill me?
For a moment, the Antarctic King was stunned. He seemed desperate. In fact, only he knew that he had reached the end of the road. The demonic energy in his body was exhausted. In addition, the power of the seal had not been completely erased. If you can't return to your peak state, it may be more or less auspicious to fight again.

But what the hell is this monk doing?

"You...really don't kill me?" The Antarctic King said in disbelief, thinking he had heard it wrong.

"Of course, the poor monk said before that killing your brother was just a momentary miss, and he didn't mean to kill you. If you fight again, you will die. What's the point of fighting? Why don't you stop, the poor monk doesn't want to kill half Useless people."

Tang Sen laughed.

"My Antarctic king is not half useless, but I have not recovered. Don't be arrogant. I will recover in three days. At that time, you will be the fish on the chopping board and will be slaughtered by me."

The Antarctic King became furious and said angrily.

"Hehe, when you asked about Zhen Busha, you have already lost your invincible heart. Even if you recover, you are still not my opponent. For those who are defeated by my bald head, no matter what race you are, From now on, it is out of my sight."

Tang Sen opened his mouth, then tossed his clothes and drifted away.

"It's a good one that doesn't catch my eye. Tang Seng admires it. Guang Jingang is a man. Can you come to my court to explain?"

At this moment, Tang Sen's lowly voice sounded from Daughter's Country, and it was also undisguised, resounding through the Three Realms.

"Okay, the poor monk has exactly that intention."

In Luzhou, Beiju, the sky is like a bright mirror, and Tang Sen was in a particularly comfortable mood. He laughed and said, "Since the Emperor of Heaven loves you, I'm so honored to be bald."

Swish!
With a flash of his body, he dropped a system imprint without anyone noticing it, and Tang Sen laughed and flew towards the daughter country.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for being a braggart, rewarding you with 300 cheating points!"

At the same time, the system's voice rang cheerfully.

(End of this chapter)