v3 Chapter 238： Son of Shura

"Do you know what you're talking about? If you have the skill, fight with Grandma Sun ..."

Sun Wukong stood up, holding his right hand in the air, and the golden hoop stick appeared when he slammed into the ground. The hard floor suddenly cracked and the cracks like spider webs spread.

The media reporters who set up the camera equipment were frightened.

The crack had penetrated under their crotch, and even the crack leaked, and his face was green and chilly.

"What weapon is this?"

"Well, why is it a bit like a golden hoop? He claims to be an old grandson, Nima, wouldn't Sun Wukong pass through?"

"Also ... it's really possible!"

The brow reporter seemed to have discovered the New World, various close-ups, and the scrolling of the text in the live broadcast room, and the whole of China was suddenly shocked.

In the live studio ...

The angry bear: I wipe, Nima Sun Wukong was born, and the next one is the Ox Demon King. Is this going against the sky?

Pharaoh next door: Too great, is there a pig eight ring, Sha Wujing, Bailongma?

Sisters selling pants: So handsome, is Sun Xiao brother online? I luoli sound.

Wu Qilong, Leshan: 666, I'm a dolphin sound, and the lady upstairs makes a voice?

Peggy's body tattoo: Don't crook the building ... can you crook the building on this occasion? Brothers watch the movie? Add vx into the group, you can watch thousands of blockbusters for free, all sisters.

I am Auntie: Where is the administrator, speed kicks ...

There was a mess in the live broadcast room, but media reporters had no time to manage it, and they took the risk of shooting the grievances between Sun Wukong and Promidjes.

It seems that a battle is about to start.

The gold hoop is all taken out. This is an endless situation.

Promijes looked at Sun Wukong, who knew that he suddenly made a splash and laughed: "You little demon is very interesting, so let's use your full strength to attack the Lord, and the Lord is standing still ... if you can hurt To the Lord, even if you win. "

"Win, this Shura dojo is yours ..."

Promidjes shook his head and chuckled, an expression that didn't put Sun Wukong in his eyes at all.

Wow!

The media reporter was also shocked by these remarks. This is obviously not an ordinary person. He jumped up and punched him.

It's ... the attack of the peerless powerhouse.

If you stand still and fight, if you don't want to be injured, at least you are better than the other side.

"Okay, grandma grandma try!"

Sun Wukong bounced the gold hoop with his legs, held the gold hoop with his right hand, a spin was a bounce, and a stick smashed towards Promidjes' head.

"But that's it ..."

Promidjes shook his head and smiled, but as soon as his words fell, Sun Wukong's golden hoop had hit him.

I only heard 'Dang' ... Prometheus' body was directly smashed dozens of meters away.

"..."

Silence, dead silence ...

All media reporters were stunned. They thought that Promidjes could resist the damage.

Who knows, I was hit by a stick and flew out.

Feng Hao smiled slightly. Sun Wukong ate the fruits of the demon saint and integrated the rules of the world. His stick was equivalent to the attack of the rules.

No wonder Prometheus could fight it.

"It's ridiculous ..."

Sun Wukong sticks behind him and smirks.

Promidjes ejected from the wall of the temple, his hair fluffed, and his wolf was so extreme

It looks like a big difference to the noble son.

"you……"

Promidjes kept talking, and he felt a raging anger in his heart. Originally ... when Sun Wukong's stick was about to hit his head, he wanted to resist it.

However, Haikou was exaggerated just now, so he can't keep his word, so in order to offset the damage, he can only fly out and resolve the impact of the law.

However, at the moment, there is a 666 ...

The screen is full of praise.

It is mainly the appearance of Promidjes that makes everyone very unhappy, especially the name is still a foreign name.

Chinese culture is vast and profound. What name is not taken, what is it to take a Prometheus?

At first glance, it looks like a traitor.

Keyboard Man: It's so defiant, I'm a squirt on the Internet, everyone knows, I'll go to his mother's Promijes, dog hanging stuff, just these few looks, what pretense? roll……

Xu Fengnian's sword: Well cursed, these things are really disgusting.

Four Eyes Connotation Emperor: How do you say something? They are all the same reproductive organs, but they are also divided into expensive and cheap. I said that you hang on the game, you are very happy, but I said you play like a few, and you scold me?

Captain Wangwang: I will give you 78 points upstairs and leave 12 points for you to be an old driver.

Everyone laughed at the live broadcast. They all felt that the old driver was talking about Promidjes.

Promidjes seemed to know everything in the broadcast room, and his face was extremely ugly.

Noble temperament, strong image, all go to his mother.

boom!

Promidjes raised his fist, containing the power of a powerful rule, and slammed directly into Monkey King. Fortunately, Monkey King responded very quickly, and the gold hoop slammed away.

The gold hoop collided with Promidjes's fist. Suddenly, energy swept through, and the whole temple was shaking.

At the same time, those media reporters were blown out a few hundred meters by a strong wind at that time.

But in their eyes, it was still hot, picking up the equipment and continuing to do live broadcast.

This is the professionalism of the media, which is equivalent to a war correspondent.

Check it out!

Sun Wukong was about to be hit, but Feng Hao gently pressed his right hand against Sun Wukong's back.

Suddenly, the impact was completely disintegrated.

Howl

The demon king was demonized at that time, turned into a big bull, and howled towards Promidjes.

Powerpuff Girls: My Nima, is really a cow ... what do I think is a spoof of the cow devil, god!

Wang Nima: My mother asked me why I was kneeling in front of the computer ... I said, mother, look, and then my mother kneeled with me!

There were more than 100,000 scrolling screens during the live broadcast, and everyone was terrified.

"Are you going together? Come on ... Son of Shura ..."

A sneer sneered at the corner of Promidjes's mouth, and then he continued to shoot extremely dark red blood clots, blasting at the Taoists hiding in the corner of the temple.

Uh!

Those Taoist masters twitched at that time, and then a violent force emerged, as if any power had awakened.

Media reporters were scared and pale, but they were still holding notebooks, broadcasting live text and stickers in crazy text.

And their live broadcast room also occupied all the headlines.

The whole world is watching everything here.

call out!

call out!

call out!

At this moment, several Taoist masters in the corner suddenly turned blue, and then appeared beside Prometheus like a teleportation.

Click!

At the same time, they kneeled in front of Promidjes, and said, "Son of Shura, meet my lord!"

Pointing at Feng Hao, Sun Wukong, and the Demon King, Promidjes sneered and said, "Kill without amnesty!"