The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 462

"What, do you want to rob? If so, you can do it now. The poor monk will beat you all alone." Tang Sen was very arrogant.

This remark immediately made some people unhappy. Some people sharpened their guns, made eye contact, and were eager to try.

"Master, don't make trouble, do you still need to take action against this group of street-scratchers? Brothers, don't do it either, I'll do it."

Swah——

The little white dragon opened his mouth with a greenish face, and then he let out a dragon roar, and the wind and thunder blew up, causing a gust of wind to blow in the hall on the second floor.

"Master."

"Inner strength turns into gas, you can't afford to provoke!"

In an instant, countless gasping voices rang out, and just a random roar was the dragon's roar. In the hearts of ordinary people, this kind of person is at the level of a top expert. Ordinary people can't do it. Killing them is like killing a dog.

No wonder they are so arrogant.

The tall man with a scarred face was a little disappointed, staring at Xiao Bailong with an unwilling expression.

"System, help me check if there are a few lives under these people, and if there are any, mark them with a red exclamation mark."

Tang Sen said to the system, since he came here, he would be sorry for his pretentious temperament if he didn't do something good, and he must leave some heroic deeds, so that life will become more meaningful.

"Good Le!"

The system received the message and deducted a thousand experience points. In an instant, red exclamation marks appeared above the heads of these guys in front of them.

At the same time, the system said: "Host, the task has been completed, kill as much as you want, these people are not good people, killing people for money is a common thing, and I don't know how many innocent people's blood has been stained by my subordinates."

"Excellent, well done."

Tang Sen was grinning, as expected, the tall scarred face and the dozen or so brothers around him all had red exclamation marks, and the same was true for the people at the three tables inside. He speculated that they were most likely a group. Stay in the restaurant to get hunting targets.

"Masters, you'd better go, the water depth of this Pleasant Goat Restaurant, no matter how good your kung fu is, it won't work, go early and get out early."

Swah——

At this moment, the young man with a bow and arrow next to him whispered, then got up, and quickly fled the scene with his companions.

Afterwards, people left one after another, and the entire second floor became very quiet, with a strange atmosphere.

……

"Why, do you want to fight? Let's make an agreement first. If it breaks, you will accompany us all. We are not responsible."

Tang Sen was not in a hurry, he said with a smile.

"Fighting is about killing people. Either you or us will die. Let's fight together."

shhhhh--

Scarface let out a roar, and quickly backed away.In an instant, more than a dozen strong crossbows suddenly appeared in the hands of the three tables inside, and the thin dark green arrows on the crossbows shot straight at Tang Sen's people one after another.

It was too fast, and the arrow looked like it was smeared with highly poisonous substances. If it was hit, even a peerless expert would die and go to the underworld to report.

"Hehe, it really is a group, but you chose the wrong person, we master and apprentice are not easy to bully."

Tang Sen smiled faintly, and flicked his fingers lightly. Under the shocked eyes of Scarface and the others, the arrows that were shot were miraculously suspended in mid-air, motionless.

"This……"

Scarface was already confused. This was the first time he had seen such a weird operation. How the hell is this different from playing magic?
It's so amazing.

It's like a magic skill.

In fact, he didn't know that this was a divine skill, a living divine skill.

Only a god can easily accomplish such a weird scene. How can a master in the mortal world have this kind of ability.

Never.

Totally impossible.

"The poor monk counted, everyone here must have killed quite a few people, then...you all go to die!"

Tang Sen's hell-like voice sounded, and then more than thirty poisonous arrows reversed twice, piercing their heads one by one under the eyes of everyone in disbelief.

Killed by one blow, unable to fight back, unable to move, can only watch the poisonous arrow pass through his head, and then feel the passing of life, and then the soul leaves the body and escapes into the underworld.

Of course, the matter was far from over. With a move of his mind, Tang Sen descended to the underworld, and said to the King of Hell, "Lord Hell, these people must meet the conditions to enter the eighteenth level of hell!"

The underworld is still singing and dancing, and the Three Hundred Female Ghost Orchestra has learned many popular songs in modern society, and is dancing sexy dances to please the king of hell on the stage.

The music didn't stop until Tang Sen's voice appeared.

"So it's King Tang, wait a minute, I'll take a look."

Swah——

Yan Wangye quickly opened his mouth and said.

This is the first time that Tang Sen's spiritual thoughts came after the formation of the underworld band. Bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, and Meng Po all admire Tang Sen's five bodies. It's so amazing that there are computers, projectors, and so many songs and dances. , they were overjoyed.

"Reporting to King Tang, these people meet the conditions. If King Tang wants to, this king will send them to the [-]th floor of hell, and they will never be able to recover."

Yan Wang laughed and said, just kidding, Tang Sen gave him this happy life, as long as Tang Sen likes it and is within his ability, he would like to help.

Maybe Tang Wang likes it and gives them some happy things, it will be so cool.

"It doesn't matter if you can't stand up forever. Whatever you do, you can't be beaten to death with a stick."

Tang Sen's voice sounded, and by the way, he scanned around the underworld, and he found an interesting thing, that is, Po Meng's face is much younger, from the appearance of an old lady who is about to step into the grave, to that of a 50-[-]-year-old Big mom.

It's amazing.

"Tang Seng, is there any exciting singing and dancing, give us something new."

When Po Meng opened her mouth, even her voice changed, it became much nicer and much younger.

"Are you Meng Po?"

Tang Sen still couldn't believe it was Po Meng's voice, and said suspiciously.

"Of course, who else can it be if it's not an old man? Do you have any fresh goods? Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"

Po Meng was a little impatient and grumpy, like a woman entering menopause.

"Wait for the next time, it won't work this time, since the real body hasn't come, I can't give it."

Tang Sen was really stunned. It was the first time he discovered that music and dance have such a powerful effect on beauty and health, which is simply against the sky.

"Prince Tang, you don't know that Granny Meng is talking about you every day. She said that when she completely regains her youthful beauty, she will go to the human world to find you!"

At this time, Bai Wuchang suddenly said such a sentence, which almost scared Tang Sen to death.

"Yes, yes, yes, I, Hei Wuchang, can testify. Last time I heard Granny Meng dreaming, that's what she meant when she talked in her sleep."

Hei Wuchang also spoke, not afraid of Granny Meng beating them up.

"It's his grandma, you little bastards are tired of living, aren't they, right?"

Meng Po was so angry that she chased Black and White Wuchang with a pipa.

……

"What the hell is going on here? Granny Meng has taken a fancy to me?"

Tang Sen was agitated, with the urge to vomit blood.

(End of this chapter)