"Huh?"

Confucius still stood a little sluggishly in place, not reacting.

I have to mention Zhong Yushu here!

It is worthy of being a strong man who has been mixed in the Demon Suppression Pass for decades and walked out of the sea of blood, he was only stunned for a few tenths of a second, then rushed forward with a brisk step, raised the spear in his hand, gathered the power of the military soul, and stabbed it at the eyebrows of the Red Dragon Demon God.

The Red Dragon Demon God, whose thinking was chaotic, felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but let out a piercing roar, and even the sound waves were filled with energy, directly flipping Zhong Yushu out and smashing it to the ground.

"The demon gods are all the same as Lao Wang Ba, they are very hard!"

"What are you doing poking your eyebrows, poking your armpits!!"

Yu Sanshui looked like he hated iron but not steel, muttered and scolded in his mouth, and then aimed at the head of the red dragon patriarch again, jumped up and rounded his arm, and smashed it down with a hammer.

The crisp sound is clearly audible.

The demon beasts in the distance fell into a certain dazed mood for a while, and they didn't react for a long time, their great demon gods were facing a tragic scene at this time.

By the time they realized that something was wrong, the Red Dragon Demon God was already bleeding from his eyebrows, and he was frantically besieged by the three old sixths.

"Roar!"

In an instant, one after another demon beasts let out an angry roar and rushed in the direction of the demon god, trying to support.

And one by one, the Eight Senses of the Human Race have pulled up a line of defense to isolate these demon beasts!

"Yes!"

"Just poke your armpit and jaw!"

"It's too hard to hit the eye!"

"Hurry up!"

"Don't give it a chance to fight back!"

"Phew, eat this immortal hammer!"

Yu Sanshui continued to guide, and he kept smashing the head of the Red Dragon Demon God with punches and punches, so that it could never lift its spirits!

In order to keep it muddy, Yu Sanshui's every punch used all his strength, gathered the rich aura, and singled out the temples to fight, and even after half a minute, the Red Dragon Demon God had been beaten with a big bag.

"You can't break it!"

Zhong Yushu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shouted anxiously, even when he spoke, he didn't forget to take the gun to stab, but every time the tip of the gun was in the body, and if he wanted to stab it deeper, he couldn't do it.

So although from a distance, the blood of the Red Dragon Demon God continued to overflow, but the real damage was not much, at best, it was the few punches that were beaten by Yu Sanshui, which hurt the mental power a little.

The most important thing is that it has gradually adapted to Yu Sanshui's rhythm, and its consciousness has begun to slowly solidify, and after another half a minute, Yu Sanshui's trick will be useless.

"Wealth is in danger!"

"Isn't it willing to roar?"

"Poke it in the mouth!"

Yu Sanshui gritted his teeth, with a fierce aura on his face, like a bandit coming down from the cottage, saying hideous words in an extremely vicious tone.

Zhong Yushu was also a ruthless person, he didn't hesitate at all, and when the Red Dragon Demon God subconsciously opened his mouth and roared again, he directly stabbed it in the mouth.

But the Red Dragon Demon God had already regained some consciousness at this time, instinctively sensed something, and decisively closed his mouth again, causing the spear to stab it in the chin, leaving nothing but a tiny bloody wound.

"Confucian Scholars!"

"Crack it!"

Zhong Yushu's reaction was also fast, and he shouted directly, and Confucian was no longer immortal, nor was he writing in mid-air, so he directly rolled up his two sleeves, and forcefully broke the upper and lower teeth of the red dragon demon god, and pulled them to both sides.

"I... I'm fleshy... It's not strong!! ”

"Let me... Let me think about it! ”

Confucian Sheng wasted his old strength, and only barely broke the mouth of the Red Dragon Demon God a little bit, which was not enough for Zhong Yushu to perform.

He gritted his teeth, shouted hard, and then began to brainwash himself frantically: "I... I'm Hercules, I'm Hercules..."

With his whispering, the mouth of the Red Dragon Demon God really gradually opened.

"Sure enough!"

"In my dreams, I am invincible!"

Confucius's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Zhong Yushu excitedly, and after a while, his face turned black again.

Because...

At this time, Zhong Yushu had already stuffed the tip of the gun into the mouth of the Red Dragon Demon God, using the principle of leverage, and working hard, which had little to do with Confucianism.

"It doesn't matter!"

"It's all a dream, and it will always accomplish the master's goal, but in a different way."

"Give me strength directly, it doesn't conform to the logic in the dream, that's why there is this scene!"

"Hmm!"

"That's it!"

"My dream is too advanced!"

But in the blink of an eye, Confucius rearranged himself with a reasonable explanation, and nodded comfortingly.

"Stop talking!"

"Don't you know how to write?"

"In its mouth... Write!! ”