Chapter 968

Blocking this blow of the giant sword is nothing. Bai Lang's supernatural power was activated, true Qi locked the space, and he stood on the ground with his feet in the void. Bai Lang used the big knife in his hand to block this sword. Of course, it also brought a sigh that shattered the clouds in the sky, "Eh?" Bai Lang had already turned into a white tiger at this time. The big chopping knife that was as tall as a person was held by him as if it were a normal piece of knife.

"Still can't get rid of this nest..." Bai Lang heard the damn baboon sigh loudly, and he was also itching with hatred. "What do you mean by nest? Is it a nest for me to be filled with star power and become a tiger head? Eh?! It seems it's really not right? Who am I?" Bai Lang suddenly woke up. What is flowing in his body at this moment? It is the power of the White Tiger Star Lord. Is this something he can completely control? Is it his own?

"I am Bai Lang." Bai Lang said only one sentence, and the true Qi in his body turned into supernatural power within a word—this should have been the case. It was also the nest that Zhou Shubi said before. Bai Lang roared, the tiger head and tiger body all faded away, and it was still Bai Lang himself with whiskers and hanging eyebrows, but a mountain-pattern Heavenly King armor immediately appeared on his body, and a tiger-patterned robe on the outside. The big ring knife was shaken by Bai Lang's hand and turned into an eighteen-foot horse spear, "Rise!" Bai Lang shouted.

Clouds and mist transformed into a warhorse, lifting Bai Lang up as this peerless warrior made his grand entrance. This was what Bai Lang was best at, and his most formidable appearance. The sound of horse hooves could not be suppressed even by the Heavenly King's pipa. Bai Lang spurred his horse in circles, galloping across the sky. The Four Heavenly Kings were also delighted to find such a worthy opponent—this was also because Bai Lang's Qi had locked onto them, drawing all four into the fray. "Bold!" the Northern Vaisravana laughed in anger; the four great demon generals felt as if they had returned to the years of the campaign against Zhou.

In fact, while galloping, Bai Lang and the cloud horse under his crotch were constantly getting bigger, "Hahaha, this is the supernatural power of Law of Heaven and Earth, truly my disciple, this kind of method is self-taught." Zhou Baboon laughed wildly, and the giant spirit god vibrated the earth and killed him. In the clouds, a round giant hammer was falling, looking very slow but actually very fast. And this baboon also flew up with a kick, kicking the hammer back up.

This kind of alien demon is also a copper head and iron arm, and his hands and feet are harder than gold and iron. This hammer of three hearts and two intentions caused no threat at all. What is really threatening are the two standing on the shoulders of the giant spirit god, "Three Altars Sea Meeting Great God, Erlang Manifestation True Monarch of Guanjiangkou... I really have face..." The baboon laughed wildly, his big knife pointed, "Come!"

Bai Lang didn't think about the fart words of blocking the knife for the thief-match military advisor today, and focused on fighting—the Four Heavenly Kings, don't look at them as nothing in Journey to the West, those who guard the South Heavenly Gate don't have a few brushes to deceive ghosts. So the Great Sage was really able to fight back then, and the Heavenly Court was really enough to release water. Bai Lang's horse hooves were like thunder, and he hit a horse spear, and the momentum covered the Four Heavenly Kings. And the horse spear was sharp and indestructible, and the golden body was afraid it would be difficult to block.

The Four Heavenly Kings were not soft persimmons either. Naturally, they displayed their supernatural powers. They were also angry—you mere miscellaneous hair in the lower world, actually have such a big tone to challenge all the Four Heavenly Kings? Really think the Four Heavenly Kings are shameless and easy to bully? But now the situation is a bit difficult to handle. At this time, they cannot go all out, they can only release some water like back then—wait and see!

Sword, umbrella, dragon, snake, and pipa, each exerted the power of the magic weapon, directly blocking Bai Lang's blow of accumulating horse power. And Bai Lang took the opportunity to let the warhorse turn into clouds and dissipate, and his hands just grabbed the eighteen-foot long spear and turned it into a one-foot long spear suitable for foot combat. This is the ability of the weapon to follow the heart and be large or small. Of course, this so-called one foot is compared to the human body—he is now as tall as the Four Heavenly Kings, about thirty meters tall. According to the proportion, this weapon is actually a hundred meters long.

A spear hit, the sound waves were torn, and the dragon and snake flashed and almost pointed to the seven inches, and the yellow light excited in the umbrella was broken by a blow. Only the Qingyun sword intersected with the horse spear, blocking this blow. "This martial art can already reach the divine, even Erlang True Monarch's martial arts are just like this!" The Four Heavenly Kings were also a bit shocked. Although they didn't take out all their true skills, the skills displayed by this one person fighting the Four Heavenly Kings alone were really extraordinary, not under the Great Sage of the past and the Little Sage of today.

These four demon sons also had time to look at the baboon who was fighting fiercely with Erlang and the Third Prince, "This thief-match military advisor's ability to teach apprentices is really not small!" The Four Heavenly Kings also waved their weapons—those were magic weapons, and there were other weapons that could be used in battle. It's not the Dense Vajra Bodhisattva, even if it's the Dense Vajra Bodhisattva, isn't there a pestle sword in his hand.

Bai Lang's horse spear was like a dragon and python circling and flying, stabbing, chopping, slashing, blocking, and sweeping, every move was fatal. This kind of long weapon had no dead angle in his hands, or rather, there was no one in the sky and the earth who could rush into his inner dead angle. The four demon generals also held weapons and fought Bai Lang fiercely. Both sides could be considered to have fought happily—of course, the earth was unlucky. The mountain cliffs broken were more than one, simply overturning the mountain tops for a hundred miles.

Bai Lang's striking techniques were also flawless; his close-quarters grappling and piercing were like tearing through rotten soil. This was the power of the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist, and his armor, manifested from the Golden Bell Shield, possessed even more formidable defensive power. Finally, he crazily attacked with his horse spear in his right hand and iron mace in his left, single-handedly besieging the Four Heavenly Kings.

On the other side, the baboon's situation was not very good. Although the demon Qi reached the sky and the earth, the martial arts on long weapons were a bit rough—originally this was not a problem, but he met two of the top fighting generals in the sky and the earth. Erlang True Monarch plus the Third Prince, isn't this being suppressed and beaten in weapon martial arts? The more he fought, the more suffocated he felt—this monster could feel that the two bastards on the opposite side didn't take it seriously at all.

Nonsense, if it were one-on-one, they would take it seriously. After all, the baboon's demon Qi is like an abyss, and it can be regarded as a Great Sage-like existence among monsters, but two-on-one is too easy.

This is really getting more and more angry. When has Zhou Shubi been looked down upon like this? At the moment, this guy threw the Big Baboon Knife casually, "Damn it!" This baboon directly started bare-handed fighting—in this regard, he and Da Dian are the best strong men in the world. This time, Erlang and the Third Prince have to be careful—this baboon is like steel casting, and the weapons in their hands are really not necessarily able to break the defense under normal circumstances.

He hadn't expected this fellow's disciple to be equally outstanding in this defensive supernatural ability... and this baboon's various counter-attacks, joint locks, and strangulation techniques were truly those of a supreme expert. Neither Erlang nor the Third Prince wanted to be grabbed by his limbs.