"Hand over the cosmic spirit orb, and I can consider sparing you from dying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Yongdu sneered.

Sun Wukong glanced at the younger brothers behind Yongdu, and those younger brothers showed gloating eyes, as if to say that the circus clown who didn't know whether he was alive or dead dared to go against Yongdu's boss.

After a glance, he withdrew his gaze and looked carefully, accompanied by Yongdu's whistle, the approaching "blow arrow".

Blowing arrows, let's call it that, seems to be controlled by Yongdu's whistling.

And the whistle is probably similar to that of a spell.

It looks like the arrows are very sharp, and they fly with ease, and Yongdu is very well controlled.

Although it was flying very slowly now, it was probably Yongdu who wanted to create a sense of tension that death was approaching, and if I didn't hand over the cosmic spirit orb, I would be blown through my skull in the next second.

If Yongdu wanted to, he would probably be able to fly very fast.

In addition to not looking the same, this magic weapon is really similar to a flying sword.

Of course, it doesn't look good without a flying sword.

However, the weapons used to kill people don't have to be too pretty.

The thought turned in his mind, and Sun Wukong didn't expect to be here, in an interstellar pirate, a rogue with a reckless aura all over his body, and saw a magic weapon similar to a flying sword.

"This is a magic weapon similar to a flying sword, right?" Thinking about it, he asked.

The flying sword is easy to understand, a flying sword. But magic weapon, what is that? Yongdu's younger brothers, including him, were a little confused.

"What about the Cosmic Spirit Orb. Don't try to stall for time, I know better than you what Star-Lord has in mind. Right now. It's up to me here, except for handing over the cosmic spirit ball, no one in the sky or on earth can save you. Yongdu said.

However, as soon as Yongdu's words fell, Sun Wukong seemed to be not afraid of being close at all, and the arrow was almost piercing the blowing arrow on his forehead, so he took the initiative to take a small step forward, and then stretched out his hand. I took off the "blow arrow" that was already approaching my forehead.

It's like an ordinary person suddenly discovering an unknown and interesting thing, feeling a little curious, so he took it.

"What is he doing here?" The little brothers shouted in horror.

in their eyes. Yongdu is a death-like existence, and this blow arrow is Yongdu's scythe that harvests the lives of his enemies.

At the same time, Yongdu's face also changed slightly: he dared to provoke me. I didn't want to go on a killing spree in this land of nothingness. But now. It's your own death, don't blame me for being too easy to kill.

Yongdu's mind moved, and the rhythm of the whistle suddenly became fierce from slow to intense.

Sun Wukong heard the whistle from peaceful to excited, and then the blowing arrow in his hand was like an inflated balloon, and it suddenly became hot and hot. Moreover, blowing arrows is like a poisonous snake that has just woken up from hibernation and found the enemy. Violently wanted to get up and bite him.

"It's quite strong." Sun Wukong, who felt a little funny, smiled. The right hand that grabbed the blow arrow was slightly forced.

Yongdu's face changed drastically, so he increased the output of his mental power, but no matter how much he increased the output, he found that his weapon was motionless.

In fact, it was not that the arrow was blown still, but that the hand that pinched it, as if steel was cast in iron, as steady as a mountain, suppressed the blowing arrow.

If Yongdu knew the allusion of the grasshopper shaking the tree, I am afraid he would understand that what he was doing was no different from the grasshopper shaking the tree.

In fact, this blow arrow seems to be a magic weapon, maybe there is another name in this extraterritorial land, but Sun Wukong didn't use even a trace of mana when he controlled it, and he pinched the blow arrow that wanted to get up with pure force.

Although Sun Wukong didn't want to admit it, what he did at this time was to use his strength to suppress the blowing arrows, and the nature of Rulai to suppress him with Wuzhi Mountain was the same.

It's just one force down ten!

Yongdu's loyal younger brother saw that the boss's weapon was taken away with one hand, and he didn't know what to do. In his opinion, Sun Wukong pinched the blow arrow with his hand and observed it over and over again, which was just playing.

This is worth it, he pulled out the dagger on his waist, pulled a knife flower, attached it to the boss's side, and said murderously: "Boss, your weapons have been taken away, what are you waiting for, why don't we rush up and hack him to death with a knife and take back your blow arrow?" ”

The face was originally because, after some hard work, he found that he had lost control of the blowing arrow, and became dignified Yongdu, listening to the little brother's words, suddenly became iron-blue, and then it was terrifyingly black, and even the true blue could not be hidden.

He turned his head and glared fiercely at the big-chested little brother.

At the same time, I felt a little sad in my heart.

Thousands of miles away from the earth, the only one under his command who was not so brain-broken, had hoped to inherit the mantle, and even if he could not inherit the mantle, he was a right-hand man, but he rebelled.

As a result, what is left around is some brain-dead goods.

"Who are you?" Yongdu, whose chest fluctuated sharply, finally suppressed the anger in his heart and asked coldly.

"Why do people like you like to say such a line at such a time?" Sun Wukong didn't answer, but sighed.

"Wow!"

Yongdu's subordinates had seven emotions on their faces, and the crowd was surging, and if it wasn't for Yongdu's efforts to stop them, they would have already rushed up with a knife.

"Do you want to get your blowguns back?" Sun Wukong suddenly didn't see it, so he took a moment and asked lightly, "If you really want to go back, just say it, you said it, how could I not return it to you." The blow arrow was originally yours, but I just saw it, and I was a little curious, so I took it and took a look. You don't think I'm my own, are you? That's underestimating me. Of course, if you don't understand me, I won't blame you. Anyway, I'm not a person who likes to force others, and I'm not a person who covets small advantages and takes what he likes when he sees it. ”

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Yongdu and all his subordinates were stunned.

"You don't really want to go back, do you? In fact, I really lack a magic weapon that can attack from a distance, and your blow arrow is barely usable. Sun Wukong said to himself.

Although the golden hoop stick can be transformed into a flying sword at any time, it is not a professional flying sword after all, and the energy consumption is very amazing. If you have a professional ranged attack magic weapon in your hand, it is undoubtedly the best.

Of course, he really isn't a person who likes to force others and see what he likes.

"Look at your aggrieved look of a child being robbed of a lollipop, and your expression of wanting to cry, okay, I'll give it back to you." Sun Wukong said, pinching the right hand of the blowing arrow and letting go.

The blow arrow that lost control fell straight to the ground, and when it was about to land, the arrow body shook violently and levitated, but it was Yongdu who regained control of the blow arrow.

"Yongdu, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, the magic weapon of blowing arrows doesn't quite fit the image of a high-ranking person, it's too ruffian. Even using whistles to control, booing and booshing, sometimes it is easy to cause a more embarrassing misunderstanding. For ranged attacks, I still use my non-professional flying sword. Sun Wukong said, "The sword is beyond the clouds, and the enlightenment is negative to the sky." (To be continued.) )