Chapter 823

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 Fight against San Lily? "Does it look like you can fight against San Lily? I only have a knife in my hand and it's fucking iron!" Bai Lang cursed in his heart but had no choice. On the battlefield, where the corpse was erected,

Why don't you shout "Wait a minute" when someone comes with a sword or a gun? Don't you know how to use weapons?

Bailang had a violent attack. This man was originally the White Tiger Star King coming to the world. Seeing the fire-pointed gun of the Three Tan Haihui God hit him, Bailang also roared for dozens of miles. He held a knife in both hands and slashed at the tip of the gun. Then the knife in his hand directly hit the gunpoint.

It was shattered into powder. Fortunately, the mortal iron finally slowed down the fire-tipped spear - Bailang's golden bell worked wonders.

After that, Bai Lang's hands were like spears and halberds, and Nandou White Tiger Fist was launched with all his strength, with a sharp roar of the wind and a tiger's roar, and he faced the fire-pointed spear, and he had to hit the gun from the side - even with Bai Lang's bravery, he did not dare to do so.

Jin Zhongzhao used his fleshy palm to try to see how sharp the blade of the fire-pointed gun was. With one blow, the fire-pointed gun was swung away. Bailang climbed up like a big insect, pressing his claws directly towards Nezha.

Nezha also moved the barrel of his gun horizontally to block Bai Lang's left hand, but he couldn't block the blow from his right hand that was half-clawed, and the only thing he could do was to make Hun Tian Ling float up to cover the blow. Hun Tian Ling was struck by

It was torn to pieces, but most of the claw strength had been consumed by the effectiveness of the treasure so close to the end of the world. Although the rest hit the child's body, it could no longer break the defense.

"Sure enough." The fire-pointed spear was thrown at Bailang's side, and there was also a roar of "Hongzhong Dalu". It was the golden bell cover's magical power that blocked the aftermath of the fire-pointed spear. After one move, both of them were

Without further ado, Nezha had to concentrate on killing fiercely. Nezha also had martial arts skills that he had honed over many years of subduing demons. He was extremely skilled in using a spear with a sharp eyebrow, and could move the gun freely even in a small space. This was already hundreds of times better than Shi Dalang.

And Bailang's whole body is sharp, his hands and legs are like heavy hammers, axes, spears and halberds. He fights alone and has countless demons wailing and cheering him up. Although in front of him are the three altars of the sea, the gods are not afraid of the little devils, but this makes people upset.

The confused cries could arouse the evil spirit in Bailang's body, and he saw a huge white tiger taking shape and fighting with Nezha fiercely.

It's just that although Bai Lang's momentum was great, he was actually being pressed down and beaten by Nezha. The protective energy formed by the Golden Bell Mask was not broken once or twice by Nezha's attacks. It was just that he recovered his energy very quickly, and he was broken.

Supplementary supplement - At this time, his golden bell has already been completed, and he has reached the highest level, and there is no need to break it and then set it up.

At this time, Bai Lang's robe was already in tatters. He tore off his upper body clothes casually, wearing only a pair of pants underneath, and fought fiercely with the third prince in front of him, while the heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky had already begun to surround him. "Disadvantages

!I'm afraid I will go to jail this time!" Bai Lang lamented in his heart, he has never been to jail in his life, he is not a guy like the master who keeps doing things all the time.

Zhou Baboon has been in the palace for some time, and has spent half his life in the kiln. The problem is that Bailang is a virgin. He doesn't want to spend a day in the kiln, but he doesn't want to betray his master - he really can't offer anything to betray him.

Solution. It's useless to beg for mercy now. If it were useful, it wouldn't be to call Nezha and make the incident happen.

Just when I was helpless, there was another thunderbolt in the sky, "Hahahahaha! Why does the Third Prince bully my weak disciple! Come on, come on, I will fight you for three hundred rounds!" A ghost named Zhou Shubi appeared. And this monster is indeed

It was neat and tidy, and as soon as it came out, a sword from King Kong Guoliecheng separated the third prince and Bailang.

After that, Zhou Shubi blasted out a light bullet, and the people followed the bullet and killed him directly towards the third prince Nezha. As soon as the three collapse fists were released, the third prince Nezha was directly hit into the sky by him. "Third prince, you can't do it! Let Yang Erlang come!"

"After that, Zhou Shubi raised Bailang beside him with one hand and said, "Let's go!"

Suddenly Bailang felt dizzy and found that he was already on the top of an unknown mountain. He was lying on the ground next to a squatting master named Zhou Shubi. The baboon had a cigar in his mouth and was swallowing it with an unseemly look on his face.

Yun Tuwu saw this guy flipping his palm and another cigar appeared. "Come on! Take a sip and calm down."

Bai Lang sat up from the ground, took a handful of the cigar and lit one end with his fingers. He cut off a small section of the cigar with two fingers of the other end. He put the whole cigar into his mouth and took a deep breath. When the smoke was exhaled,

Bai Lang has also fully recovered. "Did this happen? What trouble did you get into again?" Bai Lang's tone was a bit unpleasant.

The baboon smiled majestically, "I don't know, anyway, do Heavenly Court and the West need a reason to find me?", "You damn sure don't need it!" Bai Lang breathed again and said. "Now my reputation is up, why?

What should I do?" Bai Lang blew out a smoke ring fiercely and said, "What should I do? It's cool. But I'm very disappointed, disciple. You have been practicing for so long and you only have this ability? It's really embarrassing to be beaten by the Third Prince.

My face." The baboon said without shame.

"That's right, you have reached this level. Unlike me, my body and soul are not one. I still have to hide in my true body and project my soul to travel around the world to practice and comprehend." Zhou Baboon puffed out a puff of smoke and said,

"Let me help you, sir!"

Bailang was still a little confused, "Damn, I have enough martial arts skills. If it weren't for a bastard like you, how could I have been noticed by the police?" He thought, "Help me? Help me enter the kiln?" Seeing it.

The baboon raised Bo Da's fist, and Bai Lang had a bad feeling. "Qiao! Qiao Bean sack!" Bai Lang shouted, but he saw Bo Da's fist getting bigger and bigger. His vision went dark and he didn't know anything.

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When Bai Lang came back to his senses, he found himself suspended in the air, sitting cross-legged with his arms folded. When he looked down, he saw the baboon showing the posture of a six-foot-long demon. The terrifying gorilla baboon was holding him in one hand.

Bai Lang's body "Wait! My fucking body!" Bai Lang suddenly realized that he was actually a ghost, and a thin line connected the body that seemed to be sleeping. "Don't act like a child!" the baboon said with a smile,

"I'll hide your body right now. As long as they can't take your body, they can't catch you - do you really think this is a real soul? Hahahaha, it's actually a virtual one. Just treat it as a virtual game.

, Don’t say that I won’t protect you, sir, you can still take away this trace of true energy and use it as a golden finger, hahahahaha.”

After saying that, he directly grasped Bailang's so-called soul and body in his palms, and then he didn't know where to go.

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