"Get out of here, you cheap woman, if you don't have a bit of a look, Lao Tzu will also refine you!"

Syllable!

Yang Jian slapped her, threw her to the ground, and rolled away.

"Old cow!"

The princess of the iron fan whined, sad, and desolate.

"Crying and crying, it's all dead, now it's almost Chengdan, we'll taste it together later, haha......"

Jiro Shen Yin smiled.

"I don't eat, I don't eat!"

Iron Fan shook his head, in pain, and said ruthlessly, "Lao Niu is in the spirit of the sky, and he will definitely not let you go!" ”

"He's all gone, and he can still be a ghost?"

Yang Jian smiled, "Let's just assume that he has a ghost, come, today in front of the ghost of the Bull Demon King, his wife, if there is really a ghost, let me save you!" ”

The wind is coming!

Yang Jian waved the fan, like the wind of the blade, and instantly hung the iron fan's clothes to pieces, leaving no one behind.

"You silver thief!"

Princess Iron Fan cried and cried, being forced again, and suffering a double blow both physically and psychologically.

After a hey, hey, hey, hey, Yang Jian kicked her away: "It's really boring, I'm a little tired of playing a few times!" ”

glanced down at the ground not far away, and found that Yang Chan was closing her eyes and recuperating, and she might die at any time.

Looking at the delicate face and perfect torso, Yang Jian had evil thoughts.

"My little sister should still be here for the first time, it's a pity to die like this!"

Yang Jian's face was full of silver light, rubbing his hands, "It's better for me to ...... while it's hot."

Hearing the subtle movements around her, Yang Chan slowly opened her eyes and found that the second brother had an obscene look on his face, and he kept approaching.

"You ......"

Yang Chan opened her mouth weakly.

"Little sister, when you are dying, the second brother will let you be a real woman once, and you will die without regrets!"

At the moment when Erlang God touched it, there was a buzz.

The light of the Baolian lamp on Yang Chan's body suddenly bounced him away!

"Made, there is no woman that I can't get on with Erlang God!"

Thunder!

Yang Jian used the mana of the treasure fan to offset the mana of the treasure lotus lamp.

"Little sister, brother will be gentle!"

Yang Jian said affectionately.

Looking at Yang Chan's pale face, Erlang God lowered his head and kissed it.

"Go away ......"

Yang Chan used all her strength to stagger her head.

"Little sister, lie down obediently and don't move, I will give you the ultimate enjoyment!"

Answer!

Yang Chan cried, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, crystal clear.

That's a wordless indictment of reality!

"What's the use of crying, you see the princess of the iron fan crying, I did the same with her, come, I'll help you get rid of ......"

"Stop!"

Just when Yang Jian ignored the usual ethics, two black shadows suddenly flew in the sky and shouted.

"Who? It's so frustrating. ”

Jiro looked up stupidly.

found that it was Tang Seng and Guanyin, the two of them were dusty, as if they had come from far away.

Yang Jian suddenly thought of something, and asked with a smile: "Won't you two be the ones who fly with a fan?" ”

"What's the matter, I'll take your dog's life today!"

Guanyin looked at the ground, the two women, both breathing weakly, and they were dead, and scolded angrily.

"Okay, I'm still looking for you to ask for a keel, and I'm here at the right time, if I don't hand over the keel today, I don't want to leave Momoyama!"

Erlang God Yin Poison Dao.

"Okay, I'll see if you're good at the banana fan, or I'm good!"

Guanyin stood in front.

"You stand back, the embroidery needle is on me, I'll come!"

Tang Seng was behind, pulled the corner of Guanyin's skirt, and reminded.

Guanyin was embarrassed and came back, he was used to being in the limelight before, and he thought he was the protagonist!

"Don't be polite to him!"

Guanyin said resentfully.

Guanyin is such a kind person, he said such words, it can be seen that the behavior of Erlang God, people and gods are angry, and heaven and earth are punished!

"Haven't you finished blowing, you're not tired, I'm tired of listening!"

Yang Jian just wanted to attack Yang Chan, but the evil fire on his body was not extinguished, his eyes fell on Guanyin, and he had an idea again.

"I'll put three women on a sugar gourd later, cool!"

Yang Jian was almost stunned.

Syllable!

Tang Seng was taken by surprise, his body shook, and he slapped his backhand.

Five bright red finger prints appeared on Yang Jian's face!

Hot Pain!

"Dare to speak disrespectfully to Guanyin, look for death!"

In terms of basic skills, Erlang God is much worse than Tang Seng, so his reaction ability is not a grade.

"Well played, well beaten!"

Guanyin clapped his hands.

"You!"

Erlang God was almost mad, "Damn, let you taste the power of the Ruyi banana fan today!" ”

"Guanyin, stand back!"

Tang Seng reminded.

found that Guanyin had already retreated a hundred meters away, "Tang Seng, be careful!" ”

"Thunder!"

Yang Jian waved his fan.

The thunder suddenly appeared, and it attacked Tang Seng!

Tang Seng took out the prepared embroidery needle and remained motionless.

Burst......

The lightning strike, which was originally infinitely powerful, came to Tang Seng's side, and it died down, like a balloon that had been punctured.

"What's going on?"

Yang Jian was puzzled for a while, it shouldn't be, obviously according to the recipe of the Ruyi banana fan.

Again!

"Thunder!"

summoned again, and the result was the same as the first time, when he arrived at Tang Seng's side, it turned into a breeze.

"Bigger, didn't you have breakfast?"

Tang Seng asked.

"Tang Seng, don't talk nonsense with him, take it quickly!"

Guanyin also wanted to save people, Yang Chan and Princess Iron Fan on the ground, I don't know how they were injured.

The wind is coming!

The rain is coming!

Thunder!

Call in!

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning were all summoned, but unfortunately, they did not cause any substantial damage to Tang Seng.

"Impossible!"

Erlang God shook his head and pinched himself hard, this is not an illusion.

"Now it's my turn!"

Tang Seng held the embroidery needle in his hand and recited the magic left by Nuwa.

“%&*&…*&￥%…#￥%@……”

One needle becomes ten!

Another hundred!

A thousand!

10,000 roots!

……

Whoosh!

Dense like raindrops, killing towards Erlang God.

"What the hell is this, get out of here!"

Yang Jian panicked and waved his fan vigorously, "The wind is coming, quickly blow them away!" ”

Woohoo......

One by one, the attacks that pierced through the Ruyi banana fan hit the body of Erlang God.

"It's over, is it the magic weapon that Tang Seng found?"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood.

Sou!

He just wanted to use the Escape Technique to escape, but was grabbed by the quick-eyed Tang Seng, pulled his legs, and pulled him out of the ground!

"Do you want to go, have you asked me?"

Boom!

Tang Seng smashed him to the ground like a chicken.

At the same time, the Ruyi banana fan fell to the ground, and Tang Seng hurriedly picked it up!

Looking at the iron fan princess on the ground, looking disheveled, he knew that Yang Jian must have done something worse than a pig and a dog.

Looking at Yang Chan again, her clothes are intact, and Tang Seng is a little relieved!

"People like you, it's not a pity to die!"

Bang bang!

Tang Seng made a series of serial kicks, under him, perfectly interpreting what it means to cut off children and grandchildren.

"Tang Seng, take care of him first, let's save people!"

Guanyin said urgently.

"What if Yang Jian runs away?"

"I have a way!"

Guanyin picked up the Baolian lamp on the ground, and with a buzz, he buckled Erlang God underneath.

As soon as the Baolian lamp was taken away, Yang Chan puffed and spit out a mouthful of blood, which was very seriously injured!

"Tang Seng, come here, Princess Iron Fan is dying!"

Guanyin greeted.

(End of chapter)