"Kill!"

"Chop Tang Seng to make steamed buns!"

Suddenly, the monsters shouted and killed the sky, and the various weapons in their hands shone dazzlingly cold in the daylight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEven those who don't have weapons take a branch or pick up a stone, and rush to rush over for fear that they won't get the credit.

Seeing that the mountains were full of his subordinates, the Yellow Wind Monster began to pay attention to his demeanor again. He took out a beautiful comb and a bronze mirror, slowly combed his hair, and sat and waited for the good news.

"Looks like you're in a pretty good mood. ”

Suddenly, a faint word sounded in the ears of the Yellow Wind Monster, and he was so frightened that he lost his comb and bronze mirror, turned his body, and looked around. But where did the people come from? There wasn't even a ghost.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the Yellow Wind Monster covered its face and spun in place, almost falling down, and its eyes were full of small stars.

"Who! Who! Get out of here!"

The Yellow Wind Monster roared angrily, his eyes full of fear, and he shouted as he moved towards the entrance of the cave. He's going to the cave to get the oil, and he's going to blow this guy to death with a three-flavored divine wind.

It's a pity that his careful thinking was seen through by Chen Yi at a glance.

Bang!

The muffled sound came, and the Yellow Wind Monster's ass was kicked hard, so that he couldn't control his body, and directly fell to a dog that couldn't be more standard.

"King!"

The sharp-eyed little demon saw the abnormality of the Yellow Wind Monster, screamed and ran over, helped the Yellow Wind Monster up, and looked around vigilantly.

The Yellow Wind Monster was extremely flustered at this time, and hurriedly summoned the little demon: "A few of you come here, escort this king to the cave! This king wants to blow them to death with a kamika, and he wants to hang and beat them!"

A few little demons hurriedly ran over, surrounded the Yellow Wind Monster in the middle, and slowly withdrew to the cave.

How could Chen Yi let them succeed?

Shout!

The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light broke through the air, and it was fleeting. And the human heads of the four little demons left their necks in this sword and rolled to the ground. Four pillars of blood gushed out from his neck, drenching the Yellow Wind Monster all over his body, and he had become a bloody man.

This sudden turn of events made the originally fierce battle stop immediately. They all looked at the four headless corpses that continued to spurt blood, and the bloody Yellow Wind Monster in the center of the corpses.

Even Sun Wukong and the other three knew in their hearts that it was Chen Yi who was making a move, but they never thought that a Buddhist monk would be so cruel. With just one sword, he ended four lives, and he was directly decapitated.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as the blood squirted, the four headless corpses fell to the ground with a bang, smashing the blood on the ground and flying all over the sky, as if a rain of blood had fallen.

At this time, the Yellow Wind Monster was already blank in his head, and he didn't understand what was going on at all. I don't understand, who is behind the scenes and can't get along with himself.

Sou!

Suddenly, a rope appeared out of thin air, tying the Yellow Wind Monster to a strong knot. Immediately, he saw that the Yellow Wind Monster couldn't help but walk to the side, as if there was an irresistible force pulling him.

"Monkey, why are you still stunned? Waiting for food? Hurry up and start destroying the demons, no one is allowed to stay! Whoever dares to be lazy, let him become the second Yellow Wind Monster as a teacher!"

Chen Yi's voice sounded, so that Sun Wukong and the three of them couldn't help but feel excited, hurriedly picked up the weapons in their hands, and smashed them at those little demons with all their might.

"There's a ghost! Run!"

"Mother, please give me two more feet!"

Suddenly, the little demon's wail broke through the sky, and he ran away, wishing that he could have dozens of extra legs, where was there any sense of fighting? The boss was all tied up, what were they waiting for if they didn't run?

It's a pity that Sun Wukong and others, who were given a death order, will not let go of a little demon. Whoever runs, dies the fastest. Therefore, the little demons have no choice but to resist desperately.

The Great War has been ignited again.

At this time, Chen Yi also put away the stealth attribute of the brocade robe, looked at the Yellow Wind Monster with a wicked smile, and held the end of the rope in his hand, like herding a cow, pulling the Yellow Wind Monster to the side of the big tree.

"Stinky monk, let me go!" the Yellow Wind Monster shouted, struggling.

Chen Yi smiled faintly and said: "Little mouse, don't struggle, this is a rope from Heaven to tie immortals, you little demon fairy, how can you break free?" ”

As he spoke, Chen Yi used his strength in his hands to pull the Yellow Wind Monster over.

Sou!

Chen Yi's figure flashed, pulled the rope around the branches of the big tree, and returned to the ground. Immediately, he quickly pulled the rope of the immortal and hung the Yellow Wind Monster directly on the tree.

"Little mouse, what did you just say? But you don't have to answer, I'll tell you with practical actions what is called hanging. ”

While speaking, Chen Yi picked up a wrist-thick branch beside him and crackled a few times to make a wooden stick. Then, it will be pumped towards the hanging Yellow Wind Monster.

Bang!bang......

"Ahh......hh

A stick and a muffled sound, a twitch and a wail.

Chen Yi's speed is not fast, he basically keeps it for three seconds, and it is very uniform. Moreover, the force is also well controlled, there is no aggravation, no reduction, just enough to break a rib.

There is a way that breaking bones and connecting tendons is what happened to the Yellow Wind Monster now. When the stick was drawn, one of the ribs broke with a sound of pain, so that the Yellow Wind Monster had to open his mouth and wail, and shouted that it was terrible.

The little demons were frightened, and every howl of the Yellow Wind Monster would make their hearts beat violently, and even their bodies trembled. For a while, he forgot to resist, and was sent into reincarnation by Sun Wukong and the other three in shock.

Chen Yi seemed to be a little tired from fighting, stopped for a while, and said with a smile: "Little mouse, do you understand what it means to hang and beat now? That is, to hang the opponent and fight, understand?"

The Yellow Wind Monster was already dying, and his mouth and nose were bleeding. I really want to say something, but with a mouth, all I can spit out is my own blood, where can I say half a word?

"Yo he, your mouth is still quite hard, you don't answer me yet, right, Lao Tzu will beat you to death." ”

As he spoke, Chen Yi picked up the wooden stick again and whipped it again, his expression was so proud.

The little demons couldn't look at it directly, couldn't stand this torture, and chose to commit suicide one after another.

"I'll never be a monster again in my next life!"

"If I am born again, I will also be a monk who learns from the scriptures!"

These sad little demons, in the midst of shouting, stabbed the weapons in their hands into their chests, but they died in this life. Some choose to hit the wall, and their heads bloom instantly.

In fact, not only these monsters, but also Sun Wukong and the other three were all stupid by Chen Yi's actions. They would never have dreamed that Chen Yi would be so vicious.

When the little demons committed suicide, the Yellow Wind Monster was finally killed by the wooden stick in Chen Yi's hand in the repetition of dying and waking up, and was hanged and beaten to death.

Chen Yi casually threw away the wooden stick in his hand, walked to the side, and found a flat rock to sit down. Then, with a wave of his hand, he ordered: "Disciples, clean up here, it does look a little too miserable." ”

Sun Wukong and they almost fell headlong, in other words, you, a monk, will also feel miserable? It's like sunset.

But come to think of it, no one dares to make contradictory remarks, and no one wants to be the second Yellow Wind Monster. Therefore, I can only obediently clean up the battlefield.

And Chen Yi himself has already begun to settle merit points with Shuling to see how much he has gained in the past two days.