Boom! Boom! Boom!

Li Yongye kept raising the soles of his feet and stomped on the floor frantically, and in an instant, a large area of sunken ground appeared on the ground in front of him, and countless air waves burst out from it, but they were narrowly avoided by Sun Wukong's agile body one after another.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

At the same time, the thick and hard thorn of fear was also poured out by Li Yongye without reservation, sealing all the directions that Sun Wukong was going to dodge next.

"Give it to me!"

Li Yongye's eyes were fixed on the location of Sun Wukong's footsteps, and after a little prediction ahead, he did not hesitate to make another splimping stampede.

At the same time, nearly ten thorns of fear have also shot out of the joints of Li Yongye's shoulders, sealing all the positions of Sun Wukong in the four directions of front and back, once they are out of the range of shattering and trampling under their feet, they will be attacked by the thorns of fear on the way down.

Whether to withstand the air wave attack that erupted from the shattering stampede, or to resist the sharp thorn of the thorn of fear, this is the question that Sun Wukong needs to think about next.

And the time given to him to think, at this moment, is only a few milliseconds.

"Alas, it would be nice if my grandson had a golden hoop stick!"

On the way down, everything seemed to enter slow motion, Sun Wukong thought in his heart, and at the same time mobilized his body and flew outside.

"Phew!"

shouted loudly again, Sun Wukong tapped the void with his toes, clenched his fist out of thin air with his right hand, and for a while summoned a transparent power substance from the space, as if it was some kind of spatial confinement, and instantly blocked all the oncoming bone spurs in front of him.

Click-

Click-

Sun Wukong's fists were slowly clenched together, and those slender bone spurs were suddenly like withered flowers, curled up into a ball weakly, and finally quickly turned into powder in the air and dissipated.

In the next second, the air wave of the shattering stampede erupted, and instantly blew out a big crater on the ground, but fortunately, Sun Wukong had already escaped from the vicinity of the air wave, otherwise he didn't know what would have happened.

"Oh, that's good!"

Seeing that Sun Wukong was actually very flexible in dodging all his attacks, Li Yongye glared in surprise, and when he looked at Sun Wukong again, he found that the other party was also looking at him with a gloomy face.

"Fight me head-on in Huaguo Mountain, hey, even if you don't use the golden hoop stick, I can still beat you ten!"

Although he knew in his heart that this battle would be difficult to fight, Sun Wukong made a statement that was not false at all, and he looked very arrogant.

"Nima Monkey, in front of me, how dare you be so arrogant?"

Li Yongye asked in a hoarse voice, and immediately rushed in the direction of Sun Wukong.

"Phew! Monster, today's Huaguo Mountain of my grandson must be your burial place! ”

Sun Wukong's body was suspended in the void, and after a while, his right hand quietly went around behind his ear and pulled off a white hair.

That's the artifact left to him by the Bodhisattva, life-saving hair, a total of three, originally he was reluctant to use it, but looking at the current situation, if he doesn't use it again, it is estimated that there will be no chance in the future.

Of course, at this time, Sun Wukong is destined to be impossible to guess that the things in the depths of his memory are actually only fictional worlds based on the description of Mr. Wu Chengen in the book.

"Exactly! Prepare! Accept! Die! Let's do it! ”

Sun Wukong pinched the hairy hair in front of his mouth, and then blew it fiercely, and suddenly a wave of qi burst out of his mouth, and instantly turned that monkey hair into countless fake bodies that completely overlapped with his appearance, voice, and even behavior.