The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched.

He, the master, was the most bizarre person he had ever seen in his life.

Likes to nag, but also likes to be hands-on.

It's the kind of standard I'm going to beep with you, and then I'm going to beat you.

This nagging is not about belittling others, complaining about others, or despising others, but about pure nagging.

When the enemy faces him, he will experience a double blow, mental and physical.

Oh yes, and a soul.

Because the golden cicada has some nagging words, and there are some spells that can attack the soul.

Therefore, after Sun Wukong thought of the weakness of the enemy's spiritual defense, the first thing he thought of was his master.

There is simply no more suitable person than the master to be the opponent of this enemy.

"Master, it's the sword in front, use your mouth and fists to let him taste your power!" Sun Wukong pointed to the countless sword weapons in front of him who were fighting with his doppelganger.

"Wukong, you're not kind, are you trying to kill my master? I, a man with little arms and legs, will cut me in half with a knife, do you want to indirectly kill my master and inherit my bald head?" Jin Chanzi said seriously.

Sun Wukong's head hurts.

The golden cicada itself has a technique of immortal golden body, which is stronger than the defense of the immortal golden body that Sun Wukong now has, and the attack of this sword is not as good as the attack of mosquitoes on the golden cicada.

"Master, don't make fun of me. ”

Jin Chanzi smiled slightly: "It's a joke to be a teacher, why are you still serious, if you ask for something, I naturally have to agree, if you don't agree, I ......"

Sun Wukong pushed the golden cicada with one hand and covered his head with the other and said, "Okay, okay, master, what do you have to say to the enemy." ”

"Sun Wukong's master, it's really strange, I always thought you were very powerful when you jumped out of the crack in the stone. The countless swords made a sneering sound, which was quite rhythmic with the sound of the swords clanging.

Sun Wukong pouted and said: "I don't know, I haven't read Journey to the West at first glance, go back and watch it ten times and then come and fight with me." ”

"I can conjure up more swords to deal with as many people as I come, and I am the immortal who specializes in restraining the Heavenly Court. ”

Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and smiled and bowed to the countless swords: "Hello." ”

"Hey, that's pretty polite, master, your surname?"

Sun Wukong knew that this would be the last smile of the sword, and he wouldn't be able to laugh later.

"Alright, call it a day, I'll go back and have a cup of tea first. "Sun Wukong withdrew all the clones.

Countless swords were stunned for a moment: "Did you escape?"

"My throat is dry, go back and have a cup of tea first, you fight with my master first. "Sun Wukong is ready to slip away.

And the other immortals in the Heavenly Court also changed their eyebrows when they saw the golden cicada (why eyebrows?), and they immediately flew as far as they could.

Countless swordsmen couldn't help but pay attention to this monk who seemed to be weak when they saw this scene.

This monk may have some killer feature, is it a spiritual attack?

He also knows his weakness, but he is confident that his weakness will not be broken.

Because in order to make himself invulnerable, he practiced for 100,000 years in purgatory, which was dedicated to soul and mental torture.

He didn't have a trace of strength improvement in 100,000 years, but he completely eliminated his spiritual weakness.

Unless it was an attack from the realm of a true immortal, he would definitely not have a problem because of a spiritual attack.

If someone wants to deal with him with a mental attack, it is better to directly attack him more effectively.

"Monk, where did you come from?"

The golden cicada folded bow again, then took out a blank piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty...... Uh, the line was mispronounced. ”

He embarrassedly tucked the white paper back into his sleeve, then pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his trouser leg.

Enemy: "......"

Jin Chanzi read again: "The poor monk's family name is Chen, you can call me Xiao Chen, I was born in a rich family, and I should have been a son and brother who enjoyed glory and wealth, but the world was unfair, and the thieves ...... my parents."

"Wait, wait, are you here to fight, or are you here to study?"

The enemy was a little confused.

This is for fun.

"Oh, how can you interrupt someone? It's rude to interrupt someone, you know that interrupting people can cause a break in the heart and lungs, which can lead to ......."

"Shut up for me!" Countless swords can be seen, Sun Wukong is looking for a monk to disgust himself.

He felt humiliated, and a man with a notebook reading lines came running over and fighting.

What countless swords didn't notice was that their emotions that had always been calm fluctuated in anger because of Jin Cicada's reading lines.

He wouldn't be so emotionally fluctuating even after 300 rounds of fighting with Sun Wukong, but he didn't notice the change in himself now.

"Gee, that's how it works. The golden cicada was a little embarrassed and kept dodging.

"Well, it's so fast!" Countless swords were shocked, this monk still had some strength.

The attacks of his countless swords can be said to be very dense, but he can find gaps in this dense attack to dodge, and this eyesight is enough to be comparable to that of an ordinary Immortal Emperor.

However, there is no one who walks by the river without getting his shoes wet, and after all, there is still a sword that cuts the body of the golden cicada.

However, when slashed on the body, there was no flesh and blood flying as imagined by countless swords.

On the contrary, his own sword was shattered.

"Without immortal fluctuations, this monk can resist my attacks with his physical body alone!"

Countless swords were shocked again.

"Donor, you can't be so crazy, the so-called madness is one of the sources of depravity, once you fall, it will become the food of the devil, and from then on the body is no longer under your control, you should be calm. ”

"It's so pertinent, I'm embarrassed to be angry. Countless swords agreed with Jin Cicada's words just now this time, and their emotions gradually calmed down.

But then he was furious: "I use you to say?!"

After saying that, the sword began to slash wildly.

At the same time, he was a little frightened.

The words of this monk seem to be ordinary every time, but he will completely control his emotions.

Just now I was angry because of him, and because he was calm, this feeling of being controlled by others is very bad.

So he felt that he should be angry, and he couldn't say calm down and calm himself.

"The rebellious psychology of children is quite strong, so I don't believe in breaking or bending...... Oh no, it's not good for you. The golden cicada was also amazed at the enemy's resistance to his inducement, but he was not meat.

"Young man, I see that your bones are amazing, you just like to be naughty, do you want to practice with me for a while, and if you don't say it, your strength will also increase dramatically?"