Su Heng's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, he looked at Leng Yuewu with white eyes, and the corners of his mouth slanted, "But what does this have to do with me?"

Seeing Su Heng like this, Leng Yuewu sneered, her slender waist was like a willow swinging in the wind, leaning forward and back, "You hahaha, you are as smart as them."

Su Heng snorted, rolled his eyes, and said casually: "It is said that women are big-breasted and brainless, I don't think you have anything." ”

Leng Yuewu's laughter stopped abruptly, he stuck his hands in his waist, straightened his chest, and said angrily: "What did you say?"

"How to change your face faster than flipping" Su Heng muttered quietly, but he was very satisfied with Leng Yuewu's anger, spread his hands, and said innocently: "Okay, now it's even, let's talk about business." ”

Leng Yuewu glared at him hatefully, this guy was still as hateful as ever.

The girl didn't continue to pester, although she liked to fight, she also knew the seriousness of things. The most important thing at the moment is to defeat Mohu Luojia, get out of this desert, and find Mu Yunfeng and Leng Qingshuang.

"I don't know if you just found out, when they fought against Mohoraga, they didn't have a strong sense of battle and skills. The way of fighting is the same, and the fight seems to be driven by instinct, and even some deadly attacks don't know how to dodge."

Leng Yuewu muttered: "In my awakened memory, the intelligence of Buddhism's Mahou Luojia is extremely low, far inferior to ordinary people, and now it seems that it is indeed true, and we can use this to make a fuss." ”

"What do you think?"

Leng Yuewu shook her head, "Not for the time being, it would be nice if we could give them a surprise move, otherwise it would have to be a fierce battle, but we can't afford it at all." ”

"Is this so" Su Heng's heart moved when he heard this, and he smiled mysteriously, "Then what if that's the case?"

A cloud of white mist rose from the ground, wrapping Su Heng's body, filled with smoke, and there was a sound like fried beans inside, and the sound of bone joints colliding non-stop. Leng Yuewu was curious, and stretched her neck to poke in to check, but the white mist suddenly closed

"Ahh

Leng Yuewu let out an exclamation and raised his hand to slash out a sword ray, tearing away the monster in front of him.

"Moon Dance, it's me" The figure of Mohou Luojia in front of him changed again, turning back to Su Heng's appearance.

With a wave of his hand, a heavenly monument manifested out of thin air, blocking the way of the sword. With a "snort", the sword drew a deep crack on the surface of the stele, and then the disillusionment dissipated.

"You" Leng Yuewu calmed down, wondering in her heart, "How did you become like Mohou Luojia"

Su Heng smiled slightly, "This is a kind of transformation technique, called rebirth." What do you think would happen if I got into it in the form of Maharaja?"

Rebirth is different from ordinary disguise techniques, it can not only completely change a monk's body, but also change his temperament. The so-called rebirth is to make people feel like a different person. At the beginning, Su Heng and Qing'er relied on this technique to pretend to be a monk of Cloud City, so they infiltrated Hundred Flowers City.

Leng Yuewu couldn't help but praise, she was amazed, such a method was indeed unguardable. Just now, she suddenly came, and even she couldn't tell whether it was Su Heng or Mohou Luojia in front of her. is so vivid, with the IQ of Mahoroga, it is even more impossible to detect.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and there was an inexplicable taste in their smiles, as if they were looking forward to a good show.

The thought of the three kings of Maharaja being bluffed into a daze, the two of them couldn't help grinning and laughing silently, laughing until their stomachs hurt.

They felt that it was necessary to laugh enough, otherwise if they didn't hold back their laughter and messed things up, they would be happy and sad.

After Su Heng left the battlefield with the Cold Moon Dance, the battle between the monks and Mohou Luojia never stopped, and the six figures on the central battlefield were in full swing.

Bang bang bang

A continuous roar exploded, and a huge snake tail stirred up the wind and clouds, swept through thousands of troops, stirred up countless winds and sands, and set off small sandstorms one after another, sweeping towards the three king-level masters.

The "durian" tengu roared, let out bursts of roars, the long hair on its body hung straight down to its claws, it stomped violently, and a strong aura swept across, discharging all the wind and sand in the sky.

The other two humanoid beings were holding Yuan Shouyi, reducing their mana consumption as much as possible. The two glories of light were covered by the wind and sand, but they remained motionless and stood steady.

The king of Maharaja on the left had a fierce face, his waist flashed, a flower drum was firmly tied to his waist, and in his two hands appeared two drumsticks, which were not gold or wood, and they were extremely large.

boom

There was an earth-shattering sound, which shook people's souls, and then another sound became more and more dense, and gradually, the sounds became one, as if the thunder god was beating the thunder drum.

I don't know what kind of material the hub is made of, it is extremely flexible, and the sound of the drumstick hitting it is as loud as thunder, deafening.

Many monks could not help but cover their ears with their hands, their faces were painful, and their souls were shocked

The three king-level masters couldn't ignore it, and the light of the two people in the sandstorm was uncertain, and it seemed that they would be subverted at any time. But then, two cold snorts came from inside, which directly shook the sound waves away. One of them seemed to be really angry, and opened the sky with his fist, and a huge fist shadow roared, smashing directly into the door of the king of Maharaja on the left.

The tengu was even more ferocious, and after being attacked by the sound waves, it raised its head to the sky and roared, drowning out the thunderous drums.

The flute sounded, and another sound wave spread, and the king of Maharaja on the right made a move. Its face was peaceful, it looked amiable, but its methods were incomparable, and the sound of the flute was melodious and penetrating, like an invisible sword, wringing the shadow of the fist that smashed into the whistle.

Bang bang bang

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound from the bodies of the three king-level masters, and several blood marks appeared on the surface of their bodies without warning, blood flowed out, and the eyes of the two humanoid monks widened.

The tengu was furious, and all the hair on its body was quietly shaved off, and the hair on its tail was almost bald.

The three masters all looked at the king of Mohu Luojia on the right, and they must have been the ghost of the flute

They glanced at each other and began to take the initiative to fight back.

"Palm the world, fist shatters"

With a loud roar, a master rose into the sky, and his tall figure covered the sky. His body burned with blazing fireworks, and in an instant he turned into a burning man, stretching his body in the sky, and then descending from the sky, striking a fist and a palm from above, and slammed into the king of Maharaja in the middle.

In the middle, the king of Maharaja did not move like a mountain, his eyes were fixed on his opponent, and his big hand was rolled, and the sky covered the sky, and it became a mile in size, and it wrapped itself in the fire man in the sky.

"Wrap the fire in cloth to find death" The fire man roared angrily, and the fireworks burned directly into the Nine Heavens, but after two or three breaths, he tore a big mouth in the heavenly clothes

The heavenly robe was torn, and the king of Maharaja in the middle did not panic, but raised his hand, and the heavenly robe flew back into its hand, the light shone, and the heavenly robe was not damaged at all, and it was even stronger and stronger than before.

The burning man frowned, and without saying a word, he bombarded again, and the king of Mohora in the middle still met the enemy with heavenly clothes.

Another humanoid master attacked from the side, changing shapes and shadows, and the speed was extremely fast. When he appeared next to the king of Mohora on the right, there was even an afterimage of him in the same place.

At first glance, he seems to be incarnated by tens of millions.

He stretched out his hands and cut straight into the void, and when he reappeared, he was already less than three feet away from the other party, and his hand seemed to be stretched dozens of feet, which was extremely strange.

On the right, the king of Maharaja wanted to play the flute, but suddenly found that the flute hole was blocked by several slender fingers, and he could not make a sound. Before it could react, two fingers, one left and one right, suddenly stretched out and poked straight into its eye sockets.

The monster was startled, but it was not flustered, the dimming of the flute, and a sharp breath fluctuation came out of it. Sensing the crisis, the humanoid master decisively gave up the opportunity to seriously injure Mahoroja and withdrew his hands.

In the next moment, the void around the flute collapsed, and it was strangled into nothingness by countless unknown forces.

If he insisted on not retreating just now, he could indeed blind his opponent, but his two arms would definitely not be able to be saved.

The sound of the flute rose again, and the terrifying sound killing technique shrouded in, and the humanoid master was fearless, his hands kept swiping, and the shadows of his palms flew one after another, dazzling to see, and all the invisible sound waves were intercepted.

Phew

His figure swept out and slashed at his opponent again, a pair of crystal palms that seemed to be able to tear through the sky, and he was incomparably powerful.

At this time, the tengu also fought the king of Maharaja on the left.

The tengu roared wildly, and a pinch of white hair on the top of his head swaggered in the wind, which was extremely conspicuous. It moves extremely coquettishly, nimble like a swimming fish, and coldly bites the tail of its opponent

The King of Maharaja looked up to the sky and roared bitterly, and a powerful demonic power poured into its body, almost tearing it apart. At the same time, Tengu said, "Your grandmother has a hammer, Lao Tzu can't bite you if you are an earthworm for a long time."

The three king-level masters moved together, and the first to make contributions was the Tengu

The king of Maharaja on the left was furious, and at the same time as the drumstick in his hand struck the head of the tengu, a divine thought came, "Your grandmother is a dead dog with a hammer, and this king will blow your dog's head with a mallet."

It doesn't seem to be able to speak human words, but it is a divine thought that can be understood by all living beings.

The tengu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he barked twice, but he let go of his mouth and dodged the drumsticks. It opened its mouth and spat out, and a divine light erupted from its mouth, shaking the drumstick into the air.

However, before the tengu could be satisfied, the king of Maharaja's snake tail suddenly drew and struck it straight into the dog's mouth, fanning it away, almost missing a mouthful of its teeth.

The tengu was furious, howled a few times at the sun, and pounced.

Once again, the two are in a battle.

For some reason, the three kings of Maharaja have always stood together, forming a horn and remaining unchanged for eternity. It is not easy to chase after the upper hand, and when it falls into the downwind, it retreats, and the three seem to be of the same origin and body, and they resist the enemy together and advance and retreat together.

This makes the three masters feel extremely tricky. It is impossible for them to trust others as much as the king of Maharaja, and if they continue to consume it like this, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Just as everyone was in full swing, a monster twice as tall as the king of Maharaja suddenly appeared on the horizon in the distance, and it was walking towards this side step by step. With every step, the ground seemed to tremble violently.

And the aura on its body is even more vague and powerful, making people unpredictable, and can only feel an extremely dangerous aura. Regardless of the others, just looking at this body shape, all the monks were terrified.

The king of the kings of the kings

The three king-level masters showed a different color, and they were shocked in their hearts, so they resolutely retreated and avoided the battle for the time being.

The three kings of Maharaja did not pursue, and looked at the behemoth from far and near with puzzled eyes, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other, and then scratch the back of the head even more comically. div

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