Under the batter, it exploded at that time!

However, it was not Tang San's bald head that exploded, but the ground.

Fortunately, he hid in time, otherwise he would have been beaten to death with a stick!

But no sooner had he stood firm than the rod swept across again.

Bigger, bigger, longer, bigger! The approaching Tang Seng has no way to retreat!

"Good you lion! Is it really a poor monk who has no brains? Tang San kept flipping back and retreating, but the fine hoop stick was still getting longer and longer, and it was all a hundred meters away, where else could he retreat?

But seeing that the stick waved again, this time it grew even more, even if Tang San retreated again, he would still be chased by this big thick stick that was several meters high.

With a swing of the stick, the impact didn't smash him into a meatloaf?

What to do?!

Tang San instead stopped retreating, his bald head lit up instantly, and his brain was online again!

"Splash the monster! The poor monk fought with you! As he spoke, he immediately grabbed a handful of stones from the ground, and threw them in the direction of the yellow lion as he ran, dodging the spirit club.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

The yellow lion was hit by a stone, screaming in pain, roaring directly in anger, swinging his stick vigorously, and swept towards Tang San fiercely!

At the moment of crisis, Tang San had no way to dodge, but when he saw him lying on the spot, he fell directly to the ground, and actually leaked through the gap between the fine hoop stick and the ground!

This Nima! It's just right to hide! If the back of his head were any bigger, he would have been scraped off with a fine hoop stick!

It's really a cold sweat.

The yellow-haired little lion king looked at it: "Yo, will you still do this trick?" Then I'll sweep the ground this time, and I'll see how you still lie on the ground and hide! ”

Raising the stick again, he was about to swing it out with the momentum of sweeping the whole army, when at this moment, Tang San raised his hand and pointed at the top of the blue-haired lion's head and shouted, "There is a stone on your head!" ”

The yellow lion spirit snorted coldly: "This little trick can also deceive me?" I stopped playing this little trick when I was 20 years old, can you fool me? ”

Unmoved, his palm grasped the iron rod, and his wrist was bursting with green muscles, and he was about to wave it immediately, and at this moment, there was a sound of "ping"——

Something fell from the sky and smashed right on the head of the yellow lion spirit.

The yellow lion was stunned for a moment, looked down, "Papa", a stone rolled forward under his feet, this is ......

A stone really fell from the top of his head, and the bald head didn't lie to him?

Tang San had already gotten up and said to him with a smile on his face: "How is it, the poor monk didn't lie to you, right?" The monks never speak! ”

The black line on the yellow lion's face: "I thank you, a small stone is not enough to tickle me." What if you drop 100 dollars? My yellow-haired little lion king copperhead iron brain is still afraid of a small stone? You're my crispy chicken! ”

As he spoke, he was about to swing his stick, Tang Seng hurriedly stretched out his hand to remind: "There are stones again!" Be careful! Right above you! ”

Huang Shijing scolded directly angrily: "Lao Tzu believed you once, can he still believe you a second time?" Will my little lion king be deceived twice by the same lie? You go back to kindergarten for me, and go back to the long posture of the furnace, and you are still wolf with me with your little IQ? ”

This time the yellow lion is really about to explode, and no one can stop him from wielding the spirit hoop stick. But at this moment, there was a "boom" explosion-

A bucket-sized boulder fell from the sky and smashed directly on the head of the yellow-haired little lion king!

"Click", the sound of something shattering!

Tang San took a step in surprise: Was his head smashed? Ha ha!

But no, it was the boulder that fell from the sky that shattered!

This Nima, Tang San was taken aback, this lion's head is harder than the bald head of a poor monk? You can smash a boulder!

This is not an iron-headed doll is even more!

The yellow-haired little lion king squeezed out a cold laugh from between his teeth: "Hanging hair, you really didn't lie to me, but so what? The head of this stone king, not to mention a stone, can be broken even by steel! Roar! ”

As soon as he finished roaring, a piece of liquid trickled from the top of his head like a shower.

What is it? The yellow lion suspiciously lifted the lion's paw and wiped a handful of liquid from his face.

When I put it in front of me, it was actually red, and it smelled bloody.

"Good guy, what is this? How is it like blood? What does it mean to be running down from the top of my head? The yellow-haired little lion king raised his eyes, looked at the bald head in front of him and smiled coldly.

"Hehe, I see." After Huang Shijing finished saying this, he "boomed" and fell to the ground head-on.

The massive lion's body shook the ground.

The yellow-haired little lion king, defeated!

Tang San walked up, stood in front of the lion, and asked with the corners of his mouth raised, "Isn't your lion's head harder than iron?" What do you think? What does this taste like? ”

The yellow lion spirit turned his head from the ground tremblingly, and said in a weak voice, "You...... You hit me with a meteorite! ”

"Meteorite?" Tang San scratched his bald head, "What kind of stone is a meteorite?" How is it compared to iron, stone, and copper? What does it feel like to smash it, tell it quickly, tell the poor monk, tell me quickly! ”

The yellow-haired little lion king raised his arm with difficulty to grab Tang Seng's straw sandals, and replied, "One ...... Generally small pain, quick, help me call an ambulance, help me call! ”

Tang Seng laughed, raised his foot and kicked away his big lion paw and said disgustedly: "What is it called an ambulance?" If it's a man, just endure it by himself, don't always think about relying on others. Let's go! ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but he had just taken two steps when he suddenly turned around and his eyes lit up, and his eyes fell on the iron rod on the ground.

He said to himself: "Such a magical iron rod, don't you take it away?" ”

After speaking, he immediately picked up the iron rod from the ground and carried it on his shoulder, hey, the baby is in hand, and he walks away!

"This fine hoop stick, the poor monk will accept it!"

Good guy, if you beat someone else's person and rob someone else of their food, is there anyone more unreasonable than you?

Tang San was about to go all the way to the east, when he suddenly remembered that something seemed to be missing, what was it?

Then he slapped his thigh violently: "Oh, I forgot what snow I was blowing!" This guy doesn't know which country he was hit to with a stick? ”

What to do? Do you still find it?

I looked around, and when I turned around, I saw a dark shadow behind me, with my head down, my hair down, and my dry hand trying to catch him......

Tang Seng's frightened hair was about to stand up: "Where did the zombie come from!" ”

Take a step forward, swing the spirit stick and you're about to hit!

The black shadow hurriedly shouted, "Don't fight, don't fight!" It's me! ”

This sound? Is it blowing snow?

Tang Seng was inexplicable, put down the spirit hoop stick and threw it on the ground, and asked, "So you are not dead?" ”

Blowing Snow held his waist and glared at him angrily: "Do you want me to die so much?" ”

Tang San smiled embarrassedly: "What is this called, I can't say that if I think so, right?" ”

This sentence almost didn't make Feixue angry, and the back injury that directly led to it was almost about to fall to the ground.

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward, reached out and grabbed her arm to lift her up.

"How are you? Didn't you just get knocked away? ”

Blowing Snow replied to him while screaming in pain: "I used my telekinesis to form a protective shield to cushion so that I was not knocked away by him, but this iron rod is really powerful." Bald brother, can you help me check it out? ”

Upon hearing this, Tang San immediately opened his eyes wide and kept nodding: "Yes, the poor monk likes to help people with physical examinations the most!" ”

Blowing snow whitened his eyes: What do you think? I'm asking you to check my hairstyle and clothes for me? ”

This Nima has been beaten to death like this, and she is still stinky and beautiful!

Tang San replied disgustedly, "Let's find your eldest uncle!" ”