"What is he laughing at?"

Seeing Tang Sanzang's smile, Zhao Gongdao couldn't help but feel creepy, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"I don't know."

"There are so many medicines, maybe after one of the two bottles of medicine is fused, it will have a strange effect!"

"I should record it and take it back to the old horse."

"These are all precious materials."

"No creature has ever been alive with so much medicine against him."

Su Yang muttered in his mouth, and actually took the time to take out his mobile phone, turned on the video function, and cooperated with the commentary: "I used to follow the Spring Festival for a moment, ambergris... In this order, the blood lipid worms are poisoned separately. ”

"Next up... Hmm..."

"Little green bottle."

"Little Red Bottle."

In the follow-up, Su Yang didn't even bother to think about the strange names of these poisons, but used the color of the bottle to distinguish them, and they kept smashing into Tang Sanzang's blood.

And Zhao Gongdao is like...

During the Chinese New Year, a strong man who helps his neighbor kill a pig!

Specifically responsible for holding down the 'pig'.

Prevent him from moving.

For a while, Tang Sanzang either smirked or jumped like thunder, and finally stared at the distance and drooled, as if he was coveting something.

It's more like a fool than a fool.

The whole scene is horrible.

But the lanterns in the distance ignored them after seeing this.

Even if he obviously had the opportunity to make a move and help Tang San hide it.

As he said...

The life of the golden cicada... Is it worth it?

And in just a few minutes, Zhu Wuneng has been defeated and retreated, his face is pale, and he doesn't look like a match for Burning Lamp at all.

At the current pace, twenty minutes at most...

Pig Wuneng may die at the hands of the burning lamp.

As for the little white dragon 'Wang Qiusheng'...

Although he had barely recovered some of his strength at the moment, he was completely unqualified to participate in the war above.

Therefore, he could only stare directly at Tang Sanzang's side.

As long as Tang Sanzang made any ugly moves, he would clench his fists and look like he had revenge.

Obviously the initiator of the whole event...

even involved two quasi-Da Luo, three real Da Luo...

But he behaved like a melon skin.

"The medicine is gone!"

Seeing that the last jar of medicine was poured in, Su Yang spoke solemnly.

Zhao Gongdao nodded lightly: "So next..."

"Keep beating him!"

"Help him get his blood circulation!"

Su Yang said without hesitation.

Thereupon...

An absurd scene happened.

In the sky, the two masters of the double peak of Da Luo are constantly mobilizing terrifying spells and constantly fighting, just looking at it, it makes people feel shocked.

Below...

It's also a duel at the level of Da Luo, but it's completely no different from a street gangster fight.

Su Yang, Zhao Gongdao, one left and one right, kept kicking and kicking Tang Sanzang.

If you dye them with yellow hair and green hair, there will be no sense of disobedience at all.

In particular, Su Yang especially likes to substitute.

He kicked it, and there were words in his mouth.

"Bald donkey!"

"Dare to stare at me!"

"You still eat my sweet potato, and you won't pay for it after eating!"

"Da Luo Duo is amazing?"

"Shoot you!"

"Do you know what the embodiment of justice is?"

"I know..."

Su Yang scolded and shouted, completely ignoring Zhao Gongdao on the side, whose face was as black as iron.

"Can we beat him quietly..."

"After listening to your words, I think..."

"We seem to be street thugs, and the least in the middle."

Zhao Gongdao finally couldn't help but speak.

Su Yang raised his foot, kicked Tang Sanzang's bald head hard, and turned to look at him curiously: "You don't think that what we are doing now is very high, right?" ”

"Robbing, cheating, repentance, pretending to be a corpse, robbing while the fire is burning, poisoning..."

"We're done with the disgusting stuff."

"As a result, you're starting to dislike yourself?"

Su Yang didn't understand that Zhao Gongdao even wanted to save face.

Zhao Gongdao became speechless.

Oh, yes...

There is nothing wrong with what Su Yang said!

Anyway, they are already virtuous, what else do they need to save face.

For a while, Zhao Gongdao kicked a little excited.

Kick after kick, and dub yourself.

"Dio!"

"I'll fight!"

"Kill you bald ass!"

Not to mention, after adding dubbing, the kicking is even more vigorous.

It's like casting a spell, why do you have to add a mantra!

The mantra may not be any improvement on the spell, but at the very least...

Momentum, handsome!

You just punch it and it looks weak.

But if you shout: "Great Mighty Dragon!" ”

It's the same punch, but it always feels like your fist is a little more awesome!

At the very least, it has to be a trick.

"Hahaha!"

"Cool!"

"Su Yang, don't you see me cow!"

Zhao Gongdao seemed to have unlocked some special attributes, looking up to the sky and smiling!

"Don't look!"

And Su Yang responded very succinctly, lowered his head, and kept dropping his fists and kicks again.

Zhao Gongdao was stunned for a moment, and then reacted suddenly, glaring at Su Yang viciously, and he was not even in the mood to continue to recite the 'mantra'.

Sometimes, disgusting people, often only in a moment.

Minutes and seconds passed.

With the perseverance of the two of them, as well as the poisonous cooperation in their bodies, Tang Sanzang's protective golden light finally became dim, as if it would break at any time, which also made the two of them become excited.

The shell of this Iron King is finally about to be shattered.

But the bad news is that Zhu Wuneng also didn't stop the attack of the burning lamp for the first time, a mouthful of blood mist spewed out, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"Overtime!"

"Hurry up and kill this bald donkey, kill him, and let's go!"

"Otherwise, for the sake of your own safety, you will definitely kill the two of us before you fall asleep."

"Prevent us from killing the little monk."

Zhao Gongdao raised his head and glanced at the battlefield in mid-air, and his voice became much faster.

Su Yang didn't speak, but just used the power of the immortal spirit to condense into a huge hammer, held it in his hand, and smashed it viciously at Tang Sanzang, letting out a roar.

In terms of violent aesthetics, the effect is full.

Zhao Gongdao is like a comparison, he does not admit defeat and conjures up an axe, which is also cut down.

The two of them are thin and weak, but the shape of their weapons is more exaggerated than the other.

One after another, the beaten Tang Sanzang finally began to have blood marks on his body.

Drops of blood ran down his wounds and onto the ice.

The main thing is...

This guy's blood is all black-green, and it smells fishy.

"Shhhhh

"It stinks!"

Zhao Gongdao muttered in his mouth, but he cut harder.

The hope of victory is at hand...

And suddenly...

There was a sound of breaking the air.

"Amitabha!"

In the void, the sound of the Buddha's horn kept resounding.

The next moment...

A middle-aged man with a majestic face suddenly came from afar, and finally fell in front of the two of them.