Chapter 309: Fighting the Bull Demon King
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As Wei Wuji spoke, the Bull Demon King's hammer had already been smashed down.
The hammer suddenly fell like a dark cloud, bringing up a super strong wind, sweeping around, and the tourists in line screamed and fled.
Wei Wuji touched his ears, took out the black hoop stick, cultivated it for operation, and slammed it at the wrist of the Bull Demon King.
When the Bull Demon King saw the black hoop stick, his eyes were horrified, and he quickly retracted his arm.
This black hoop stick, he naturally knows, once the war demon held a black hoop stick, stirring up the demon world, and his old cow also tasted all the hardships under that stick.
Seeing the black hoop stick appear in the hands of an ordinary man, this made the Bull Demon King shocked and suspicious in his heart.
Wei Wuji forced the Bull Demon King back with a stick, no longer pursuing, just glaring coldly.
"This stick is also contraband, hand it over quickly, spare you from death."
The Bull Demon King came back to his senses, smacking his tongue, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The weapons of war demons are endless temptations for any demon.
"If you want, it's up to you."
Wei Wuji said big words, knowing that with his strength, not to mention the Bull Demon King, even the Iron Fan Immortal, he couldn't beat it.
The hammer roared again.
This hammer, enveloping the area, is extremely vast.
Wei Wuji jumped out to the side, nearly a hundred zhang in one leap, and bounced up again when he landed, just before narrowly avoiding the hammer, but the stick in his hand was slammed into the ankle of the Bull Demon King.
The Bull Demon King jumped slightly, avoiding the stick, and the hammer fell backwards, aiming at Wei Wuji's head again.
The terrifying coercion, like the sky falling, falls when the hood falls. ć
Wei Wuji jumped up and down a few times, jumping to the big feet of the Bull Demon King, this area, it was difficult for the Bull Demon King to smash with a hammer.
But under the scattering of his divine sense, no matter where Wei Wuji hid, he couldn't escape the sight of the Bull Demon King.
The Bull Demon King quickly raised his foot and stomped on it hard, wanting to stomp Wei Wuji to pieces.
Looking up at the big foot, like an aircraft carrier falling on its head, Wei Wuji's heart trembled, and he felt that with his speed, he couldn't avoid it.
At the critical moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, stood the black hoop stick on the ground, saw the right time, and shouted.
The black hoop rod grew longer, but it did not thicken.
The Bull Demon King's foot was enough to crush a hill and step on it hard, although it did not break the black hoop stick, it also stepped into a horseshoe shape.
The black hoop stick that was trampled on suddenly recovered and straightened, and the powerful rebound force produced bounced one of the legs of the Bull Demon King to jump high.
The Bull Demon King staggered on one foot, slammed backwards, didn't take a few steps back, and sat on the ground with his butt, covering the soles of his feet and screaming in pain.
Those tourists who hid in the safe area were horrified when they saw this scene.
A mortal actually brought down the Bull Demon King?
It's also too untrue.
Wei Wuji grabbed the black hoop stick with both hands and leaped forward, and the perfect golden pill spun rapidly over the Danhai Sea, releasing a powerful immortal power.
The immortal power was all condensed into the black hoop of the black hoop stick, and the long black hoop stick was smashed into the bull demon king who fell to the ground.
The black hoop was billowing with black mist, rolling and trembling, and the sound of wind and thunder was suddenly heard.
The Bull Demon King was about to rise from the ground, and when he saw this stick, he hurriedly raised the hammer to block it.
Qiang.
The sound of metal colliding shook in all directions, and all the tourists covered their ears together, and their brains were buzzing and their ear drums hurt.
The black hoop under the urging of immortal power is extremely terrifying, and the Bull Demon King holds the hammer with both hands, but he can't stop this power.
Bang.
The hammer fell on his chest, causing the Bull Demon King's body to tremble violently, his eyes rolled white, and his mouth hummed.
With Wei Wuji's cultivation, he definitely doesn't have such a strong strength if he goes down with a stick.
As long as the cultivation is injected into the black hoop, it can trigger part of the combat power of the war demon, and the power is terrifying.
Wei Wuji swiped his stick again, not wanting to give the Bull Demon King any chance, but who knew that the Bull Demon King's body flashed, and his huge body shrank directly.
"Wei Wuji, a little mortal, actually dares to come to Heaven to spread wildness!"
But he saw Nezha stepping on the Hot Wheels, jumping out of the gate of the Heavenly Court Customs, holding the Qiankun Circle, glaring at Wei Wuji angrily.
The smaller Bull Demon King got up from the ground and hid to the side, without squeaking.
If it weren't for the fact that the Bull Demon King was too light on the enemy, he wouldn't have planted this big heel.
But against Nezha, Wei Wuji knew that he had no chance of winning.
"Nezha, what is contraband?"
Mu Tian Butterfly was dressed in a colorful butterfly fairy robe, stepping on a white cloud, and appeared on the other side.
"Little Butterfly, you are towards the lover of the mortal world, I don't care about this."
Nezha stared at Wei Wuji, for fear that Wei Wuji would escape, and said, "But daring to openly beat up the public officials of the Heavenly Court is a bad act and must be punished." ā
"Really?"
Mu Tiandie held the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "I want to beat Wuji and step on my corpse." ā
Nezha's eyes rolled and stared at Mu Tiandie, who also had an angry face and did not give in.
"Boy, there's a kind of fight with the old cow."
The Bull Demon King quietly came to Wei Wuji's side, and Nezha and Mu Tiandie appeared at the same time, so that he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
It's not easy for a demon to live in Heaven.
"You're going to be big."
Wei Wuji was extremely depressed and said, "I'm here to travel to Heavenly Court, not to fight. ā
"The old cow hasn't moved his hands and feet for hundreds of years, so he was put down by you, cough cough, if you really want to fight, the old cow can kill you with a finger."
The Bull Demon King felt that he couldn't hold his face and explained.
Wei Wuji smiled, just for a trip, it actually made such a fuss.
"Butterfly, what's the matter?"
saw Yang Jian swish, jumped out of the door, and caught a glimpse of Mu Tiandie being in a stalemate with Nezha, and hurriedly asked.
"Yang Jian, look, it's Wei Wuji."
Nezha knew that Yang Jian was bent on killing Wei Wuji, but he couldn't go to Earth, and now Wei Wuji dared to come to Heaven, it was definitely a golden opportunity!
Sure enough, as soon as Yang Jian saw Wei Wuji, his eyes immediately turned red, and he was about to rush towards Wei Wuji with a halberd in his hand.
"Yang Jian, you dare!"
Mu Tiandie's eyes rolled and shouted.
Yang Jian stopped his body and glared at Wei Wuji, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
"Yang Jian, help me get rid of Nezha, and by the way, fry the Bull Demon King."
Mu Tiandie spoke in a completely commanding tone.
"Brother Yang, you have to be a little ambitious!"
Nezha hurriedly persuaded.
Last time, because of one of the legs of the Howling Sky Dog, he had a big battle with Yang Jian, although he felt happy, it was too tiring after all.
"Wei Wuji, are you the little white face raised by the butterfly fairy?"
The Bull Demon King saw the battle of words in the air and asked quietly.
"Do you see my face is very white?"
Wei Wuji sighed and touched his cheek and asked.
"White, very white, very white."
The face of the Bull Demon King is extremely thick and rough, red in black, and purple in red, which is very weird.
Wei Wuji stared at it, unable to refute, compared to the face of the Bull Demon King, he was definitely a little white face.
"I'm sorry just now, Lao Niu is here to apologize to you, please say a good word to the butterfly fairy, please, please."
The Bull Demon King said in a low voice, lest he lose his job because of this.
In today's society, it is really difficult to find a comfortable and well-paid job.
"Nezha, go back."
After thinking about it, Yang Jian said with a smile: "Wuji is also a person with status, and when he returns to heaven, he can't lose his courtesy." ā
"Yang Jian, you are a wreck."
Nezha played with the Qiankun circle with a look of disdain.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
But I heard a sharp shout in the distance, and then there was a boom, and the gate of the Heavenly Court Customs had collapsed.
Debris fell in all directions, scaring the tourists into fleeing. (To be continued.) )