"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The huge palm print formed by the Bull Head Ah Bang's Panjo palm slammed into the Ghost King Ten Layers Mountain that Liu Lang swung.

The majestic power even instantly crushed the strength formed by the Ghost King Shiju Mountain.

However, Liu Lang had no intention of using the Ghost King Shizhong Mountain to defeat the bull-headed Ah Pong.

At the same time as swinging out of the Ghost King Ten Mountains, Liu Lang had already rushed out.

Give the dummy.

The bull-headed Ah Pong didn't expect that Liu Lang would still have the ability to play tricks with himself at such a time, and he was suddenly furious: "Good boy, do you want to compete with a pair of horns of the deity with a broken basket?" It's just ......."

As soon as he was halfway through the words, the bull-headed Ah Pong was stunned.

Because, the bamboo basket that didn't look too big was actually buckled on top of the head like a hat.

The bull head Ah Pang waved a palm at the same time and hit Liu Lang's chest hard.

After Liu Lang was sent flying, he didn't stop for a moment, but quickly jumped up, using yin and yang to recover from his injuries, and couldn't wait to look up.

Seeing this, Liu Lang's heart suddenly eased.

I saw that the bamboo basket was not only buckled on the top of the head of the bull, but no matter what means the bull head Ah Pang used, he couldn't take it down.

"Damn, what is this!"

The bull head Ah Pang grabbed the bamboo basket with both hands at the same time, and then carried enough ox strength and pulled it violently.

You know, the ox power can shake the mountains and sweep the rocks, but after pulling the bamboo basket, it can't pull half a point at all.

It was as if the power of the bull-headed Ah Pong had become as small as a baby in an instant.

Seeing that it was not broken, the bull head Ah Pang clapped his hands again and smashed it.

But no matter how you smashed it, the bamboo basket still didn't move, as if it was growing on top of your head.

This situation looks very strange.

A powerful bull-headed Ah Pong was entangled in a bamboo basket at this time.

Moreover, the bamboo basket is still lush and green, like a green hat on the top of the bull's head.

When everyone saw this strange scene, their eyes widened one by one, as if they didn't understand how the invincible bull-headed Ah Pong in the world could be tossed by a bamboo basket.

The bull head Ah Pong tried a lot of effort, but he still didn't take the bamboo basket down, and couldn't help but shout: "Damn boy, what the hell is this?" Fast! Hurry up and take it down, or the deity will kill now! ”

As he spoke, he suddenly roared and rushed towards the monks.

As soon as he raised his hand and waved his palm, more than a dozen people were all slapped away, and the sound of broken bones sounded.

For a while, there was a commotion, and many monks raised their heads one after another, pointed behind the bull head and Ah Pang, and exclaimed.

The bull-headed Ah Pong originally thought that they were afraid of themselves and showed a look of horror on their faces, and a trace of pride crossed their faces.

However, the bull-headed Ah Pong soon realized that something was wrong.

Suddenly he turned his head and looked into the air.

The black clouds were already covering the entire valley like a thick wall, and the surrounding peaks were also crumbling little by little, most of them had collapsed by this time, and they were slowly shrinking like an impenetrable cage.

"Damn, the formation has already been formed!"

The bull's face changed slightly.

He didn't expect it to take so long to deal with Liu Lang.

And now that his pair of horns are trapped in a bamboo basket, it is impossible to take them out, let alone break through the suicide array around the valley.

"Is it true that the deity is also going to be buried in this valley of Prajna and buried with these bald donkeys?"

Endless resentment flashed in the eyes of the bull-headed Ah Pang, and he roared angrily: "Stinky boy, suffer death!" ”

Anger completely flooded the bull-headed Ah Pong's mind.

At this time, the bull-headed Ah Pang just wanted to kill Liu Lang in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Although Liu Lang was not the opponent of Niu Tou Abang, at this time, he was not only delayed in time, but also wore a green hat to him.

This is a disgrace, a disgrace to the dignified Qi Yin Venerable.

The bull head roared, and after knocking away more than a dozen monks with one palm, he rushed towards Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was immediately excited when he saw that Niu Tou Ah Pong had no way to take a small bamboo basket.

But soon, Liu Lang found that things were far from being as simple as he thought.

When the woman named Qinghe Fairy handed over the bamboo basket to Liu Lang, she didn't say anything about how to use the bamboo basket, let alone say more information about the bamboo basket.

Although after Candle Jiuyin's paw explained, Liu Lang barely knew that this bamboo basket was not simple.

But at this time, it is obviously impossible to use a bamboo basket to recover the bull's head.

Moreover, even though Candle Jiuyin's claws were very powerful, they couldn't get out of the bamboo basket at all.

"Could it be that you can only trap him, but you can't subdue this minotaur?"

Liu Lang's brows tightened, and he saw the bull-headed Ah Pang rushing towards him, a pair of bull eyes were full of anger, and he was horrified at the moment, hurriedly rushed to the side, waved his hand to split the immortal slash, and shouted loudly: "Master Ah Pang, ten moves, don't forget that our bet is limited to ten moves!" ”

"I'll fuck your uncle, who will follow you in ten moves!"

The bull-headed Ah Pong was cuckolded, and he was also trapped in the Prajna Valley, seeing that he was about to be devoured by the power of the heaven and earth in the Prajna Valley, where could he manage so much?

For a bull-headed Ah Pong who is in anger, although Liu Lang can't beat him, there is no problem in escaping.

While waving the immortal slash and fleeing, Liu Lang was in front, and the bull head Ah Pang was behind, and he circled around the entire Praruo Valley at great speed.

Those monks watched the two of them chase each other and run, and they all felt very novel.

"Hey, strange, why does Ah Pong's strength feel weak?"

"Yes, otherwise it would be impossible to catch up with the young man!"

"Could it be that the strength of the young man has increased greatly at this moment, isn't it, even if it increases quickly, it won't be so exaggerated, right?"

Many hesitated.

Liu Lang naturally felt that something was wrong.

No matter how angry the bull-headed Ah Pong is, it is easy to kill himself.

However, after going around the Panruo Valley several times, the bull-headed Ah Pong couldn't help himself at all.

"No, his speed and strength seem to have waned very little."

Liu Lang was shocked, and finally found the problem.

Although the strength of the bull-headed Ah Pong is still very strong, for Liu Lang, who has fought with him, the current bull-headed Ah Pong is completely different from before, as if his strength has been weakened by half.

"Could it be the reason for the bamboo basket?"

The weakening of power only began when the bamboo basket was buckled on top of the bull's head.

Liu Lang couldn't help but think of this possibility.

Suddenly, Liu Lang immediately stopped, waved an immortal slash, and shouted at the same time: "Turn into a dragon palm!" ”

With a split palm, the dragon flew into the sky, opened its teeth and claws, and slammed into the body of the bull head Ah Pang.

"He didn't even dodge ......"

The audience was shocked, and it was incredible.