The two fists intersected in mid-air and made a muffled sound. At the same time, they released Fang Tian Huaji and retreated, falling onto the city wall. The city wall shook, and there was no obvious trace on the surface. It can be seen that the formation on the city wall is indeed good, enough to buffer most of the power.

"Happy!" Mo Jun roared to the sky, and ignored the Fang Tian Huaji that flew backwards. His figure disappeared from the spot and rushed towards Tang Sanzang again.

"It's worthy of serious opponents." Tang Sanzang's expression also became a little solemn and serious. Compared with the previous White Elephant King and Green-Haired Lion King, the strength of the Golden-winged Roc King is indeed much stronger. At least he has not seen the other party's obvious flaws so far.

The speed is not slower than him. If the distance is far enough, it will definitely be faster than him. It is not much worse than him in terms of strength. Although he has made some tricks by speed, his true strength is still unquestionable. It is the strongest demon saint he has encountered so far.

Bang bang bang bang!

In just a blink of an eye, the two of them had fought each other many times, and the muffled sounds of fists and feet colliding endlessly. It seemed that the whole city was trembling slightly. A stone fell while Chen Wall was shaking, but the main Chen Wall was still strongly maintaining it and not collapsed. The degree of solidity was indeed surprising.

"So fast!" Zhu Tianpeng looked at the two people who could hardly see on Chen Fang, and opened his mouth slightly widened. This speed was simply too terrifying. If she had encountered it, even in her prime, she would probably not be able to see the other party take action and would have died. This speed was simply.

The White Elephant King and the Green-Haired Lion King also tried to look up at the city wall. They were defeated by Tang Sanzang. Naturally, his horror is so great that he can only hope that the third brother can defeat Tang Sanzang, take him down, eat his flesh, and the injuries on his body will probably be healed soon, and it is not in vain that he is beaten so miserably now.

But now looking at the two people on the city wall who were so close that they could not see them, the winner would probably not be able to read in a short period of time.

It would be fine if the Golden-winged Roc King was fast, after all, this is someone’s talent. When it turned into a monster, it could appear ninety thousand miles away with a flap of wings. It was also very terrifying when such a speed was within a small range. They had never seen anyone’s speed comparable to that of the Golden-winged Roc King.

But now this person has appeared, and it is Tang Sanzang, who is now fighting against the Golden-winged King of Roc on the city wall.

His speed was too fast. When he fought with him, he just felt that he didn't seem to see how he took action, and then he was defeated.

Now that I can only feel the terrifying speed and power when I lie on the ground and watch. Such a fist can't be held back when it falls on them, and the power is so great that it looks even more shocking now. This power is really terrifying.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, a black figure fell from the city wall and suddenly crashed into the ground. The ground shook and a large pit several meters deep appeared.

"Third brother!" The White Elephant King and the Green-Haired Lion King were both shocked. If the Golden-winged Roc King was defeated by Tang Sanzang again, then their Lion Camel Ridge would have really fallen this time. The lives and deaths of the three demon saints were controlled by Tang Sanzang.

"Buzz--"

A tremor that broke through the air appeared. The Golden-winged Roc King who had just fallen into the pit turned into a black line and appeared in front of Tang Sanzang. His clenched fist punched his chest.

Tang Sanzang was slightly shocked. For the first time, he felt like he was unable to avoid this punch, but he still raised his hand and blocked his forearm in front of him.

Bang!!!

Tang Sanzang flew backwards, and his feet brought out a ravine of more than one depth on the city wall. Finally, he made a mistake and stabilized his body and stopped.

There are back and forth, evenly matched.

Tang Sanzang slowly rolled up the broken monk's robe sleeves on his body, and looked at Mo Jun, his eyes brighter and brighter.

He is indeed a person who is not good at fighting, but he is good at learning, such as fighting, which is the same.

With a swish, he disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Mo Jun, and he also punched him in the face, faster than before.

Mo Jun was a little prepared and raised his hand and punched him at Tang Sanzang. He also retreated. It seemed that he was not ready to continue to fight against Tang Sanzang head-on, but to use speed to establish more advantages for himself.

In terms of strength and speed, the two have their own advantages, and they naturally don't want to go against each other's length.

There was another dull sound, and the two separated again, but this time it was Tang Sanzang standing at the original position of the Golden-winged Roc King, and the Golden-winged Roc King appeared more than ten feet away, with one hand on his hand, stood still, raised his hand to call the Fangtian Painted Spear, and saw that Tang Sanzang was not in a hurry to continue to take action.

Tang Sanzang also stood still because his speed was indeed slightly worse than that of the Golden-winged Roc King. If the opponent wanted to hide, he might not be able to hit the opponent if his strength was similar.

"Tang Sanzang, I have been waiting for you for five hundred years, but I finally didn't wait in vain. You have indeed recovered to your peak, or become stronger." The Demon Lord looked at Tang Sanzang and said with a smile.

"Five hundred years?" Tang Sanzang frowned.

"Yes, I've been waiting for you here for the past five hundred years. I thought you were just talking casually back then, but I didn't expect that the five hundred years deadline had arrived, and you did come, and I didn't disappoint me." The Demon Lord nodded, holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji tightly in his hand, and there was a desire to fight in his eyes.

"Sorry, you may have recognized the wrong person. I was not born five hundred years ago. How could I agree with you? Since that's the case, I don't think there is any need for us to beat you. You just let me go a few of my disciples, and then I will help you release these two brothers. Even if we are even, we will go our separate ways, what do you think?" Tang Sanzang was silent for a while, and looked at Mo Jun and discussed seriously.

"You were not called Tang Sanzang five hundred years ago, but you should be called Jin Chanzi. Your memory in this life has not yet awakened, but this is not important. Since you have returned to the top, let me fight today!" Mo Jun shook his head, and watched Tang Sanzang's mouth rise, and there was a golden light slowly flowing on the Fangtian Painted Ridge in his hand, as if he was about to do his best.

"Golden Cicadazi!" Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows and his heart beat wildly. He met many people along the way. Even Guanyin did not recognize him as Jin Chanzi, but he did not expect that the Golden Winged Roc King would open his mouth and shout out.

And what did Jin Chanzi agree with the Golden Winged King of Ghostwill five hundred years ago? Is it just for him to wait for him for five hundred years just to fight with him after his reincarnation?
Chapter completed!