Bailang really wanted to say that he didn’t know because he didn’t see it, and he also really wanted to say that I know where this thief is, sir, Dis! But in the end, he just said that he was not very impressed. The one who took out the wanted notice
The handsome man seemed to be smiling but not smiling. "Oh?" As for the thin man with ADHD, he just laughed and said, "He is also stubborn. Why don't you let me talk to this little brother?"
The handsome man frowned slightly, "It's hard to tell if it's broken, right? If you tell me, I'll break it...it's not a good name." The thin man was still smiling, "Amitabha, I've been missing all year round.
Let’s do this. Now that I have already cultivated my moral character and taught scriptures to this little brother, he will definitely tell me what he knows.”
When the two people talked, they probably thought Bai Lang was a dead person, and Bai Lang's hands almost trembled. So he closed the door very simply, shutting these two people out.
Is it useful? It's probably useless. Every cell in Bai Lang's body is frantically alarming his will, asking him to run away or he will die. In Bai Lang's eyes, these two men in black are extremely majestic and tall.
Two majestic peaks with no tops visible. This impression was the same as when he saw the demon monk Dadian and his thief army master Zhou Shubi. With his "shallow cultivation", he couldn't tell who these four were.
Even better.
"Ask...ask the world...if...is this mountain the highest? Or, there is another place higher than the sky." This guy sang with a trembling voice to express himself
Bailang could feel the smiles on the faces of the two people outside the door. He was quite familiar with this kind of smile - he also had this kind of smiling tiger-like smile when he was killing.
The next moment, Bai Lang saw that he was actually on a large circular arena made of simple bluestones, surrounded by stars. This was not martial arts at all, this was pure magic. This world has no respect for this kind of martial arts.
There was no other way to think of it. Bai Lang appeared on one side of the ring, and on the opposite side was a guy with a rough face and a loud mouth. Bai Lang suddenly looked at it and smiled bitterly - Mr. Zhang in front of him was like a golden monkey.
We are so familiar, we meet almost every summer and winter vacation.
On the other side, the tall and handsome man stood idly by. The vertical line on his forehead immediately reminded Bai Lang of the famous ruthless man Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun. Now there is no need to think about anything. Just hit him if you can, and then...
Waiting to be beaten to a pulp by the opponent. Anyway, even if he exerts all his power - yes, he can really exert his innate master's power here, which is considered powerful. Even if he can exert this kind of power, he is still not as good as Lingshan.
That blue lion who wants to die.
As for the two people in front of me, any one of them is probably much better than Qing Shi, so Bai Lang must be in a worse situation. It is not his style to sit back and wait for death, so Bai Lang also made a starting move, and the phantom of the white tiger appeared and roared wildly.
, and there was also an unreasonable storm blowing up in the arena. Bailang's inner strength was really tight at this time, and the constraints in the world were also very tight. Now that they were suddenly released, Bailang felt that the strength he exerted had also increased.
More rounded and satisfactory.
This Bailang was full of arrogance, but the only person opposite him was the thin monkey in a suit. The monkey also scratched his ears and cheeks, laughed, stretched out his hand to take out his heart and punched him - this is the sermon of fighting to defeat the Buddha. This fist did not hit at all.
Really, but after stretching out, the finger flicked. The furry finger was also unstressed and did not pop out seriously. It was more like bending and then straightening.
And the white waves swirled and shoveled all the way out...
A wall rose up behind the ring, and Bailang was heavily embedded in the wall. He could only vent his anger. "My dear grandson, don't show off. How can you practice kung fu like this? Old Sun can kill you with just one finger."
Killed." The monkey crossed his hands and jumped and said. Bailang pulled himself out of the wall with great difficulty, and his mouth was still bleeding, "Damn it! I have at least seventeen or eight broken bones in my body!" However, Bailang struggled to pull himself out of the wall, and his mouth was still bleeding.
This is really a light finger...
Otherwise, the monkey took out the mourning stick, and Bailang seemed to be like... "Wait a minute, the stick is only more than seven tons, right? Maybe I can bear it?" Lang Zhimang wanted to go online again.
"Your grandson is really ignorant. Isn't the thief on the sea arrest document your teacher? Your master has committed dozens of crimes against Tian Tiao, and even committed crimes wantonly in Lingshan. Let us bring him to justice. You are
Disciple, you have done something wrong, come with us." This monkey was quite unserious at first, but as time went on, he became more serious and lively like a Buddha. His words became more and more serious.
, and it seems that Bailang is serious about it.
"There are no such rules in the world! If the master commits a crime, the apprentice will be responsible for it! What's more, master, I haven't had time to commit any crime! Otherwise, you monkey, tell me what kind of rule I have violated?!" Bai Lang had to say it anyway.
A few words. At this time, the three-eyed boy smiled, "You are that guy's disciple, so you have violated the laws of heaven! And you want to argue about the laws of heaven? You should first read through the laws of heaven and find a good lawyer.
."
Monkey Sun didn't go any further to beat Bai Lang, but Bai Lang used his luck to aim at the bone - yes, he was the Thirteenth Taibao practicing the Golden Bell Cover. It was a normal operation to use his internal force and muscles to clamp the broken bone.
Bailang stood like this. It seemed that there was no chance of running away - he didn't even know how to escape from the world in front of him. "Hey! Are you two looking for me, sir?" An arrogant and domineering words filled this place.
There was a sound among the stars.
"I haven't waited for you, a thief, to join the army? I have already captured your disciple." The one who spoke was also Sun Monkey. This monkey was shaking his body and it seemed that he was very happy. He touched it from his ears and shook it in the wind.
It was a big stick. Bailang's heart dropped to his stomach. It was pitiful to see that he was already ready to go to jail. Logically speaking, the Demon Slaying Platform would not be damaged, right? His master appeared and fell from the sky as before.
Wearing a pair of multi-eared hemp shoes on his feet, he stepped directly on the ring and sent out a shock wave. The fake/genuine ghost Zhou Shubi just appeared on the stage. This shock wave directly forced Yang Jian and Monkey Head to get into stance to block it.
After a moment. This baboon monster was stronger than Bailang. He looked back at Bailang and smiled with his teeth exposed. "I told you that you would be unlucky if you became my disciple. How about it? Do you want to rebel against the master? Don't worry, I won't take back your martial arts skills.
Hahahahahaha.”
"What a joke! I, Bai Lang, Shaobao Bai, am that kind of person? You just need to be caught and imprisoned as a thief!" Bai Lang was also convinced. Not only was Zhou Shubi not annoyed, but he laughed even more. "My old Sun's hands are itchy.
, I'll take care of this, Mr. Erlang!" The monkey head couldn't hold it any longer, so he jumped up and hit his head with a stick.