"Hahahaha, can I hang this divine soldier spirit hoop stick?" The yellow-haired little lion king laughed.

At this time, the fine hoop rod had been shortened back into its hand, it was still more than a meter long before, it was like a trick, even Tang San couldn't help but marvel at it.

"You shitty iron rod, can you grow on your own?!"

The yellow-haired little lion king held an iron rod in his hand and smiled proudly: "Not only can it be longer, but it can also become bigger!" What does it mean to be a real man? This is called a real man! Come on, come on, give you a taste of this big iron rod! ”

"Long, long, long! Big big big big big! With such a shout in his mouth, the fine hoop stick in his hand really became longer and bigger, but the end of his hand did not change much.

That is to say, he is able to change at will, a certain part of the iron rod.

Now it is like holding a huge baseball bat in his hand, 20 meters long, one end of his hand is still so thin, but the thickened part of the other end is as thick as the wheel of a road roller, which looks very weird.

Tang San couldn't help but swallow hard: Good guy, you've run into something powerful!

At this moment, the yellow-haired little lion king shouted loudly, and swept over with a stick: "Long, long, big!" ”

What should I do if the iron rod grows and grows in an instant? How should Tang San deal with it?

Do you use your own fists to fight this iron rod? Unless he's crazy! But if you want to hide, there is nowhere to hide!

The thick rod swept over, and even if he retreated, the rod could stretch out, and it could still sweep him when he hit the ground.

What to do, what to do? There is only one choice -

Tang San bowed down, bounced upwards violently, and the rocket squad rushed upward, a full ten meters high, just when the spirit hoop stick swept over, rubbing the flesh and dodging.

Then the fine hoop rod that swept past swept all the way to the three floors next to it, and it actually swept a large piece of the building directly-

"Boom boom"!

The brick and stone building was swept away, like a cake taking a big bite from the side.

This fine hoop stick is also a little fierce!

Fortunately, it didn't continue to grow and get bigger just now, otherwise the whole building would have been swept away.

"Bald brother be careful!" Just as Tang San was stunned when he looked at the building, the blowing snow in the distance rushed towards him, reminding him of the impending danger.

As soon as Tang San turned around, he saw that the spirit hoop stick that had swept past had swept back again, and the speed was faster than before, and it was about to sweep him!

"Grow up and grow big!" The yellow-haired little lion king, screaming wildly, exerting the limit of his arm, swept everything in front of him violently.

Seeing that he couldn't reach Tang San, Blowing Snow immediately activated his mind power to roll up a gust of wind and push Tang San into the air.

Tang San exclaimed, "What is it?" Then his body was pushed into the air, just enough to dodge the sweep of the spirit hoop stick.

But within that 0.01 second, the blowing snow has no time to react.

The big iron rod swept through, and swept everything in front of her with her body—

Blowing snow.

Nope.

When Tang San landed, there was another burst of exclamation: "It's all gone?" What kind of snow is blown? ”

I searched around, but I didn't find it.

Due to the lack of light at night, the eye can only observe a radius of 10 meters, but there is no snow blowing in this area.

Where did it go?

Tang Seng shouted her name: "What snow is blowing?" ”

If there's no response, it's gone, and it's not going to die, right?

Tang San was taken aback, his idea was not a joke, the iron rod was already 13,500 catties, and the weight was even more immeasurable after it became bigger and longer.

Even a brick and stone building can be easily swept away, let alone a human being of flesh and blood, if you really want to be hit with such a stick, you may really be beaten like that......

"Hahahahaha, are you scared?" The yellow-haired little lion king on the opposite side laughed wildly, "If you say let you die, let you die!" If you dare to kill my girl and smash my dick, today I will use you two damn little humans to commemorate my lost glory and wealth! ”

"Give Lao Tzu a dead death!" As he spoke, the iron rod in his hand began to grow and thicken again, "Grow and grow!" ”

A stick hit again, and Tang San was really angry this time: "What kind of snow are you blowing for me!" ”

That blowing snow just now put his body into it in order to save him, how could Tang Seng not be angry?

Although they only spent two days together, the big girl did bring him a lot of extra fun.

Just because Tang San unintentionally rescued her, she came desperately to chase him and save him again and again.

Even if he Tang San is hard-hearted, he can feel the simple and fiery sincerity of the blowing lady.

Thinking about it, she is indeed good-looking and material, she should be long, she can fight and warm the quilt, such an all-powerful person, she was actually beaten to death with a stick?

How did he Tang San accept this!

"Splash demons! You take your life! Tang San didn't care about the stick that swept over, and rushed up to the yellow-haired little lion king-

What to hide, directly smash the yellow dragon and kill this yellow lion monster!

"Yo he!" The yellow-haired little lion king looked at it, "It's quite fierce, but so what!" ”

With a force in his hand, the stick swept in, directly hitting the bald head, and swept everything in front of him with a devastating momentum towards the target-

Tang San was also carried away by anger just now, and he was really swept away by the stick!

But fortunately, he reacted in time, and pressed his hands on the stick to cushion its force, but he was still knocked out by the huge momentum.

It wasn't until the waving stick stopped that his body was thrown backwards fiercely, rubbing on the ground for more than ten meters before stopping.

The strength of the fine hoop stick, even Tang Seng's iron fist, may not take much advantage, not to mention that the stick can be changed and smaller at will, but his fist is unchanged.

Hmph, Tang Seng was not convinced, and sprinted away again.

It's just to beat the yellow-haired monster, as long as you take him down with one punch, his iron rod will be useless.

Brother Huang Mao took a look: "Heh, Xiao Xiao is not dead, he will be killed like that female bedbug." ”

Lifting the fine bat, it instantly turned into the shape of a baseball bat, and hit the bald head that rushed towards it.

Tang San learned from his experience and flew and jumped, dodging the bat, but the bat, which had become bigger, swept over again, and Tang Seng jumped again, this time he could only jump higher to avoid the thicker iron rod, and dodged again.

But the iron rod swept over again, this time he became thicker and bigger, can Tang Seng jump higher than it, it was already more than twenty meters.

This Nemo is no longer an iron rod at all, but an iron mountain!

The closer he got to the yellow-haired little lion king, the faster the iron rod swung and the shorter the time left for Tang San to react.

Did he have to keep jumping to get close to the lion?

Pregnant!

Tang Seng concentrated the strength of his whole body on his legs and ankles, soared into the sky and rose directly to a height of dozens of meters, dodging the swept spirit hoop stick from afar, and then descended directly from the top of Huang Mao's head at great speed-

Now is the time! He was like a meteorite falling at a rapid speed, slamming towards the yellow-haired little lion king on the ground.

There are still a few meters left, and I am about to kick the yellow hair, but there is a bang-

Tang San was hit out with a stick, like a baseball, he was directly hit by a home run, and flew away without a trace.

Instinctively, the whole head was spinning, and all the internal organs were slamming into the body, and this stick made him eat seven meat and eight vegetables.

The body continues to fly in the air, and he can't slow down for a long time, will he be beaten to the Tang Kingdom with a stick from this Nima?

Flying in the air, blowing the cool night breeze, my mind gradually cleared up a lot.

What to do? Is it really impossible to escape this iron rod that can grow and grow?

That's right! Isn't there the one that the master left for himself!