I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

The woman was startled, then she understood Tang Ku's intention. Her expression became serious and she said in a cold voice, "Good monk, are you killing people and setting fires openly?"

Tang Ku sneered: "These heavenly soldiers and generals have lost their souls and have become neither human nor ghost. If they still have a trace of consciousness, do you think they would want to die?"

Nezha clapped his hands aside and said, "Well said, haha, you evil woman, if you know what's good for you, quickly release the souls of the immortals and gods from the three realms. Otherwise, even without us doing anything, the holy monk can blow your head off with just one punch!"

The woman frowned and looked at Nezha and said, "Why, do you still want to taste the Heaven-shaking Arrow shot from the Qiankun Bow?"

Nezha was furious: "Give me back my Li family's magic weapon!"

As he said this, Nezha was about to rush up and fight her to the death, but was fortunately stopped by Yang Jian.

"Madam, the situation is at a stalemate now. How about we make a bet?"

Tang Ku suddenly looked at the woman and said with his eyes narrowed slightly.

The woman curled her lips and sneered, "Who told you this is a stalemate? I can fight when I want to, and I can retreat when I want to. Who can do anything to me?"

As she spoke, she and the bald man disappeared in an instant, and when they reappeared, they were already thousands of meters away. Their flying speed was very strange, and they seemed to have the ability to accelerate for a short period of time, just like teleportation.

They kept the heavenly soldiers and generals behind, obviously intending to use them as cannon fodder to block the road!

However, Tang Ku is no longer the weakling he used to be. Although his cloud-riding technique is just a basic version of the somersault cloud, it is enough to deal with such a creature.

The red and yellow shadow stuck to the sides of the two flying people, following closely and very casually, as if his flying speed did not consume any energy at all.

"how is this possible?"

The woman was horrified and suddenly changed direction, flying upwards with her bald head. Unexpectedly, the monk was very agile and caught up with her in the blink of an eye.

In this way, the three of them chased and fled, and the woman was unable to shake off Tang Ku. What was even more bizarre was that the monk had not shown any signs of exhaustion until now.

This shocked her so much that she stopped running away after realizing it.

The two looked at the dog-skin plaster in surprise, feeling quite helpless.

Tang Ku stood in the air with a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the two of them at all.

“智26、力38、技78、敏48、速35、御50！”

Tang Ku glanced at the data and smiled, "This woman is seriously biased! In her previous battle with Erlang Shen, she was using powerful techniques to hold on. In other words, if Erlang Shen wanted to, he could easily defeat her with just his full strength!"

A few minutes ago, Tang Ku would never have dared to stop them, but now... haha, both of them are just useless!

"Monk, what do you want?" The woman suddenly sneered, "If we really fight, I won't necessarily lose to you!"

"I know, I know. This Qiankun Bow can unleash 200% of its power in your hands. That's your reliance. However, although the monk is a bit cowardly, he's not afraid of you. If you don't agree, let's fight and see if we can both be defeated... Oh, forget about that big idiot behind you. I can only kill him with one punch!" Tang Ku said, striking a boxing stance. "If you don't want to listen to my suggestion, then give it a try... Oh, my companions are here. Three against two, my chances of winning are better!"

Over there, Nezha shouted loudly: "Holy monk, holy monk, we have wiped out all those minions!"

Tang Ku looked at the woman whose face changed slightly, and spread his hands, saying, "See, I was right!"

"Come on, what do you want to do?" The woman frowned.

"Haha, you attacked us first, what do you mean we want to do something?" Tang Ku curled his lips and said, "Besides, before asking others questions, shouldn't you introduce yourself first? We still don't know who you are."

"I'm Linglongzi, the third disciple of the Holy Heart Lord!" The woman sneered, "Even if I told you, you wouldn't know who I am!"

"Well, this is because I don't know him..." Tang Ku tilted his head and sneered slightly, "After all, he came from another universe. How can we natives recognize him?"

The woman's pupils shrank, and she said in a deep voice, "What do you know?"

"Haha, don't worry, I don't know much!"

Tang Ku curled his lips and smiled, "Now here's my proposal... Let's make a bet. If you win, I'll tell you what I know. If I win, you have to tell me what kind of existence your Sacred Heart Lord is and what his purpose is."

Linglongzi's heart moved, and he thought to himself, "This guy thinks my master is the mastermind behind this? Haha, then I'll just make the best of it..."

At that moment, she couldn't help but nodded slightly: "Good idea...How do you want to bet?"

Tang smiled bitterly and said, "Simple. I just saw that big, stupid guy behind you with a strong fist. How about this: if he can take my punch and survive, you win. On the other hand, if I kill him with one punch, we win. Do you think that's okay?"

Before Linglongzi could say anything, the bald man behind him stood up in anger and shouted, "Young Master, let me teach this stinky monk who doesn't know how to spell death a lesson!"

As he spoke, the strong man suddenly flew out and rushed towards Tang Ku like a cannonball.

Tang Ku smiled slightly, and Ru Ru did not move. Suddenly, a ball of golden light flashed across his body, and the bald man was directly bounced back.

The bald man suddenly stopped in mid-air and stared at Tang Ku with wide eyes: "You monk, you have such a hard body!"

The woman frowned. "The information about this monk seems a little off. Is he really a coward?"

The bald man suddenly had a mace in his hand. He aimed at Tang Ku's head and sneered, "Monk, you brought this upon yourself. My mace is also a magical weapon. Today I will smash that shiny bald head of yours!"

Tang Ku was slightly stunned, then turned around to look at Yang Jian and Nezha and said, "Is this guy making fun of himself? Why do I feel like my brain isn't as bright as his?"

Yang Jian looked serious, but it was obvious that he was trying not to laugh. However, Nezha couldn't help but burst out laughing, saying, "This guy... might have been born bald!"

The bald man suddenly became furious and rushed forward again waving a mace. The mace was indeed a magical weapon. Thunder and lightning flashed as it was swung. In an instant, dark clouds suddenly rose and enveloped all of them.

Looking at the powerful lightning, Tang Ku couldn't help but curl his lips. His right hand was suddenly covered with a layer of golden light. Then, a boxing glove made entirely of golden light surrounded his entire palm, and even the forearm part was perfectly fitted.

Tang Ku didn't say anything and used the Heaven-shaking move, facing the falling mace and punching it hard!