While speaking, Tang Sanzang misstepped his bow and punched him out!

Bang!

People saw that the bald man made an ordinary punch, without the possession of the fist, no fluctuations of vitality, and no manifestation of the great way. He just punched the real dragon's head with a dry punch.

But what is strange is that the real dragon that rushed forward, destroying the world and moving forward stopped like a fly hitting an iron plate.

The true dragon's eyes were wide open, and his face was filled with horror...

"Impossible..." Zhenlong exclaimed.

The next moment...

boom!

The fist and the real dragon head exploded!

The fist force was like a fire igniting the grass pole, burning all the way. Wherever he passed, the real dragon's body collapsed and exploded, bursting inch by inch, one by one, and the body of tens of thousands of miles exploded into cosmic dust in the blink of an eye...

Another punch, a half-saint fell!

At the same time, the path of strong wind was also collapsed. Under the traction of the energy, the female half-saint in yellow dress spewed out a mouthful of blood, looking at the bald man in front of him like a monster.

The combined technique of the two half-saints was activated, and the other party punched, one died and one injured!

What a horrible punch this is?

And it seems that the other party still has enough energy...

"Who is this guy?"

"Where did the freak come from? He did not use any power of heaven and earth or the rules of the great way. He just used brute force to kill a half-saint... What the hell is this? "

The other guardians were frightened and talked a lot.

However, the female half-saint in the yellow dress did not. She looked at Tang Sanzang gloomy and said, "What boxing technique did you just use?"

Tang Sanzang spread his hands and said, "What do you call boxing? To be honest, I just... I hit it casually, mainly because you are a little unscrupulous."

"Sage?" The woman in yellow dress tried.

Tang Sanzang touched his chin and thought for a while and said, "Uh... it doesn't count."

The woman in the yellow dress nodded slightly and then smiled: "No matter whether you are a saint or not, you shouldn't come here... because this place is a cemetery prepared for the saints from beginning to end!"

After saying that, the woman in yellow dress turned around and bowed to the island above Guixu and said, "Huang Yiyi begs the Four Saints of Phoenix, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting to take action!"

"Four Saints? Isn't it the same?" Zhu Gangli immediately realized something was wrong and screamed.

The woman in the yellow dress sneered: "We are not only guarding the teleportation array, but also a place to guard the remnants of Pangu. The saints can only go here when they enter and exit the Pangu world...

So, how can one saint be the only one here?

There is one person here on the surface, but in fact there have been four people all along!”

Zhu Gangli was frightened and quickly pulled Tang Sanzang and said, "Master, no, we're fooled. The lady girl said that the people here are only stronger than her, so this is not stronger, this is a big pit! She wants to kill us, Master, hurry up and withdraw."

However, Tang Sanzang said disrespectfully: "Other, disciple, I haven't fought a war with the saint yet. I'm also very curious about how strong a saint is... I want to try it out for the saint."

"I want to try it. You can try it out. There are four of these TMs. They are clearly going to fight together." Zhu Gangli was really anxious.

Saint, that is known as immortal and immortal, and all the saints are ants.

Facing the saint, even if Zhu Gangli thinks that Tang Sanzang is powerful and terrifying, he does not think that Tang Sanzang has a chance to win.

But if Tang Sanzang didn't leave, he wouldn't dare to leave.

The reason is very simple. Thousands of Hunyuan Realm masters and a half-saint were staring at him.

Hiding behind the bald man, no one dared to touch him.

But once he gets out of baldness, he will be swallowed up by the crowd immediately...

Even though he had some tricks, he couldn't stand it when facing so many strong people.

Especially Bai Lady and Feng Tu, the two looked at him like they looked at him, and they were clearly waiting for the opportunity to bite him.

However, no matter what Zhu Gangli said, Tang Sanzang just refused to leave, and he stood there waiting with his arms held.

He was really curious about where his peak strength was...

A saint has heard of names countless times, but has never fought once. He really wants to give it a try.

"Master, if you don't think about me, you have to think about your daughter. If you can't do it, if you are dragged down, we will be miserable." Zhu Gangli shouted.

Tang Sanzang was stunned. This was indeed a problem.

So Tang Sanzang looked at Tang Caiyi: "Daughter, what do you think you are doing?"

Tang Caiyi was also very straightforward and rolled up her sleeves: "Fuck them!"

The father and daughter looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding in an instant. With a high-five, they said in unison: "Fuck them!"

"Haha, my friend is really a good attitude."

A gentle voice rang out.

When Tang Sanzang heard the sound, he saw an old man slowly walking out of the island. The old man bowed his back and paced with his hands behind his back, stepped forward across countless light years, and came directly to Tang Sanzang.

The two were less than one meter apart and looked at each other calmly.

Seeing this, other powerful men from the Chaos World bowed and bowed and said, "Greetings to the saint of calligraphy!"

The face of the saint of calligraphy was filled with folds. When he heard this, he just nodded slightly. He only showed an admiring smile when he looked at Tang Sanzang: "Little bald man, you are good at strength, are you willing to follow me to practice?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The bald man killed two half-saints and one Hunyuan. The saint of calligraphy not only did not get angry, but did not have to avenge them, but he actually wanted to accept the other party as his disciple?

This is simply too much.

But they didn't dare to show it, so they could only lower their heads and secretly felt unhappy.

At the same time, everyone also heard from the words of the saint of calligraphy that this bald man is indeed not a saint.

Otherwise, the saint of calligraphy would not say that they would accept the other party as their disciples, but make friends...

"It's over, it seems that the monk is going to become a disciple of the saint of calligraphy. This Liangzi can't repay him." Someone sighed.

Everyone nodded, and everyone felt that in the face of the peerless killing situation of the four saints, one who is not a saint, and who dares to refuse the invitation from the saint of calligraphy?

After all, this is the only way to live.

However……

The bald man had a cute face a moment ago. After hearing the words of the Saint of Calligraphy, he immediately had a ferocious face, straightened his back, looked at the Saint of Calligraphy from a high place and said, "Who are you calling a bald man?"

puff……

Many people almost bleeded on the spot.

It is already crazy to be a guy who is not a saint who dares to talk to the saint from a condescending way.

He even dared to scold the saint...

I'm afraid this guy is crazy?

The saint of calligraphy was also stunned. He did not expect that the bald man in front of him would be so ignorant.

He frowned slightly: "I call you bald, aren't you happy?"

boom!
Chapter completed!