It's not enough to entangle Ye Qing, the tip of his tongue still wants to burrow into Ye Qing's mouth, wanting to suck Ye Qing's yang energy.

No wonder so many errands died in the hands of this ghost king.

It turned out that he was not beaten to death, but disgusted to death.

It would be great if that Sikong Guizun was here, so they can kiss until next year's August Festival.

But Ye Qing is not affected by this.

He just snorted coldly, then took down the bodhi bead, recited the mantra silently, and the giant golden hand suddenly appeared with boundless Buddha energy.

When the ghost king saw the Buddha seal made by the giant hand, he was so frightened that he almost bit his tongue.

That giant golden hand that exploded suddenly, let alone the ghost king, would scare anyone who saw it.

The ghost king suddenly felt that this misunderstanding with his poems was very different from the previous misunderstandings.

In the past, as long as he sticks out his tongue, he can spit out his stomach in disgust.

This errand not only does not vomit, but also...

"Why are you pulling my tongue? Let go, let go, I'm stupid!"

That's right, Ye Qing directly pinched the tip of his tongue in his hands.

This hurt the ghost king so much that he almost took off his trousers and forks and threw them into the lake to wash.

And the giant golden hand transformed from the bodhi bead turned into a big fist, and smashed it at the ghost king.

A ghost king with more than 10000 combat power, how can he withstand such a smash?
In just one click, all the feces were in the pocket of his trousers.

But Ye Qing still didn't let go, pulling his tongue firmly.

It was also because it was too disgusting, Ye Qing didn't want to play Mai Tai with him, so he sent it away immediately.

The Ghost King bared his teeth and retracted his tongue, but what's the use?

The golden giant hand rushed to beat.

Fortunately, his body technique is relatively flexible and his reaction is relatively fast, and he was almost hit several times.

Ye Qing was like whack-a-mole, hitting him one after another.

Anyway, he only needs to move his fingers, but the ghost king is tired, wheezing and panting, and he is about to cry.

While hiding, he scolded: "Can you be a human being? Do you dare to fight me fairly? You make a big fist, what are you pretending to be?"

But Ye Qing chuckled, then took back the Bodhi Pearl, and said with a calm smile: "Amitabha, I said before, how you want to play, I will accompany you to the end!"

The ghost king thought for a while, and then said loudly: "Well, don't make that big fist, and I won't stick out my tongue. How about we punch and kick?"

To talk about other things, Ye Qing might still think about it, playing fist and kick, so is he an opponent?
I have Buddha light body protection, but still be afraid of his fist?
Thinking of this, Ye Qing smiled even more indifferently: "Brother, what can't you think about? If you can't do it, tell me, you always try to die like this, why is that?"

The ghost king didn't talk at all.

What can I say?He's been beaten up like this, can he still think about it?

So, without saying a word, he stepped on the enchanting little rag, hehehehaha, ding gong kucha, according to Ye Qing, it was a frenzied violent output.

Ye Qing didn't even blink his eyes, let him hit as much as he wanted.

This is an old habit, Ye Qing felt bored.

After fighting for a long time, the ghost king was exhausted.

Suddenly, I felt that I was really a bit of an idiot.

No matter how you fight, the opponent doesn't know the pain at all.

He didn't even have a painful expression, and felt as if he was about to fall asleep.

The ghost king simply flicked his hand and snorted coldly: "Stop beating me, you have no humanity at all!"

But Ye Qing smiled.

"You fought for a long time, but I didn't fight back. The world is fair. If you hit me, I have to hit you. I did the math before, and you punched me 37 times in total.

Kicked me 28 times, including three times of eye insertion, two hits of Yangtou, and five times of attacking pants, so I will hit you once! "

The Ghost King sneered disdainfully: "One time? I can let you hit me ten times. Do you really think you can kill me? Come on, hit me!"

Ye Qing was a little confused, where did this guy's self-confidence come from?
In fact, the ghost king is also considered very good.

He feels that just because a person's pants are hard, it doesn't mean that other places are hard.

High defensive power does not mean high attack power.

He said that he was considered a ghost king after all, and he had absorbed a lot of yang energy, so his defense was not bad.

That is to say, it is just a little bit difficult to deal with.

So he followed up and said: "You can fuck me, but let's agree, if you can't fuck me once, don't bother me anymore, and leave the lake immediately!"

Ye Qing suddenly felt that this ghost king was not only confident, but also a bit stupid.

He really can let him go?

After agreeing to save him once, Ye Qing immediately pulled out the Demon Subduing Pestle from his backpack.

The moment the subduing magic pestle suddenly appeared with the light of ten thousand Buddhas, the ghost king was stunned on the spot.

Hastily said with a bitter face: "No, you see, I hit you with fists and feet. Indeed, I pawned your trousers, but your trousers are hard as stones. My little attack power is not enough for you. any harm you do,
Conversely, you just took out a big magic pestle to fuck me, isn't it a bit too particular! "

"I'm particular about your father's coffin board, go to hell with me!"

Ye Qing was too lazy to talk nonsense, he swung the magic pestle and smashed it.

The ghost king hurriedly dodged, turned and ran.

The attack power of the Subduing Demon Pestle is extremely high, if it is hit, it will directly save it and go to the underworld.

But the ghost king doesn't want to go to the underworld, he still wants to continue to stay in the world, occasionally looking at the lake, occasionally writing poems, and occasionally inhaling people's yang energy and so on.

Therefore, even if you are exhausted, you have to run away from this evil clutch.

However, Ye Qing would not play foolish pursuit with him.

Now his level is an eminent monk, not an ascetic monk who just started.

After so many missions, he already has experience in dealing with all spiritual creatures.

In the past, to peek at other women's baths, you had to climb the wall, but now you go directly into the house to watch.

It's amazing to be smashed out by the girls with a basin.

But it feels different, in a different way.

Just like now, that idiot ran away like a dog running for dinner.

If you chase him by yourself, then you are also an idiot.

Ye Qing then made a move of Dawei Tianlong, the violent Buddha's aura hit the ghost king's back in an extremely stinky and shameless way, and from a conscientious angle.

Just this one, put the ghost king down.

The ghost energy in the whole body was washed away by Dawei Tianlong's Buddha energy, and even the air was filled with scorching yang energy.

The ghost king is completely convinced.

This shit is full of weapons all over his body, and he has a longer tongue and higher combat effectiveness, so what can he do?
He still wanted to ask Ye Qing to show mercy, but when he turned his head, he saw the Falling Demon Pestle.

There was a muffled sound of 'poof'.

"Ouch, I'm stupid!"

A scream.

The subduing magic pestle directly smashed the ghost king's head into pieces.

Ye Qing immediately shook it, subduing the ghostly energy on the magic pestle, hehe laughed and said: "Do you really think I can't kill you?"

But before his words fell, a scene of surprise appeared.

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