"You hypocritical and disgusting creatures, taste the wrath of this land!"

Sun Wukong raised his head to the sky and shouted, and suddenly the surrounding wind and sand were surrounded by a circle of ripple-like shock waves that spread to the surroundings, setting off a piece of flying sand and rocks.

Where can Chen Xuanzang afford it? The slender body lifted up and flew upside down. Sha Wujing, who was concerned about Chen Xuanzang's safety, immediately flew up and caught Chen Xuanzang's body.

As for Yin Kuang and the others, except for the empty son, who stood firmly in place, the rest were pushed back step by step by the impact, and they couldn't do it themselves.

Sun Wukong smiled "haha", "I'll have a good time with you today." Don't let my grandson down. As soon as the words fell, Sun Wukong jumped into the air violently, and like an eagle diving, he went straight to Chen Xuanzang. Looking at his posture, it seemed that he was going to tear Chen Xuanzang apart.

"You dare!!" The empty boy burst into a shout, swept his long sleeves, and a sandalwood box floated in front of him, which was the "Nine Palace Sword Box". I saw the ten fingers of the empty boy's hands moving like plucking strings, and the nine wooden swords flew out of the sword box, and the "buzzing" sound sounded several times, and the nine wooden swords instantly turned into nine cold shimmering divine weapons, whistling, and flying straight to Sun Wukong.

Yin Kuang shouted in the shared consciousness: "This moment has finally come." Follow the predetermined plan and spread out! Remember! Our task is to delay Sun Wukong until Chen Xuanzang comprehends the "Great Ri Rulai Sutra". Again, we don't have any choice! Do it all! ”

Quiet as a virgin, moving like thunder.

Yin Kuang and others dispersed in an instant: Yin Kuang, Li Shuangmu, Lu Xia Leng, and the cold painting screen went straight to Sun Wukong; Zeng Fei rushed to the back of a large rock that he had selected earlier, and took out a sniper rifle neatly; Pan Longtao and Tang Rouyu blocked in front of Qian Qianqian, one of them was holding two black sè pistols with rough shapes and extremely long barrels, and one of them was already caught in the cold mangs between the ten fingers of his hands; Qian Qianqian waved the wand in her hand and threw out four white lights, which fell on Yin Kuang and the four of them; Wang Ning, on the other hand, took out a five-sè colored feather cloak and wrapped it around his body, and the colorful feathers were scattered, and there was no trace of him.

"Li Shuangmu, why did you let Leng Huaping also participate in the war?" Yin Kuangdao. Li Shuangmu said: "I can't manage a lot, one more person has more strength." Don't worry, she and I will not drag everyone down! "Since Li Shuangmu is like this, Yin Kuang has nothing to say.

"It's good to come!"

Sun Wukong suddenly laughed "haha". Of course, his is the Nine Divine Sword of the Empty Prince, not Yin Kuang and the others. But seeing him pull out the back of his head, he pulled out a monkey hair, and with a "swish" sound, he turned into a wishful golden hoop stick. The wishful stick is in the hand, the arm moves, the wishful stick rotates at high speed, and a stick shadow dances. In front of Sun Wukong, the nine-handled divine soldier was intercepted by the wishful stick. The sound of metal striking "Dangdang" was deafening. Dots of sparks splashed in all directions like rain.

The empty boy stared, pulled with his left hand, and pushed with his right hand. With his movements, the nine-handled divine soldiers left and divided into two groups, a group of five handles, like a shuttle, up and down, left and right around Sun Wukong's body, the speed is difficult to see with the naked eye. Another group of four handles, two handles in the front and back, pinched Sun Wukong, and the wishful stick collided endlessly.

However, although Sun Wukong was attacked by the storm of the Nine Divine Soldiers, he was still like a fish swimming in the water, swimming with ease and coping with it, and it looked like he was really playing.

At this time, Yin Kuang and the four of them also rushed away. Yin Kuang and Li Shuangmu took the lead and flew up. At this time, Yin Kuang had already turned into a half-dragon man, covered with purple scales. The purple flame of the Qingyu Sword in his hand was scorching, and it was extraordinary. Looking for the gap in the flying sword in the sky, Yin Kuang slashed out with a sword, and a purple dragon rushed out of the Qingyu sword angrily and bit Sun Wukong. And Li Shuangmu used Xuanqi's body technique, soaring through the clouds and mist, sparing Sun Wukong's back, and stabbed out with a sword.

Sun Wukong said "hey", seemed to be quite disdainful, swept the wishful stick, swept several flying swords out, and then smashed a stick on the body of the purple sè dragon, directly dissipating the purple sè divine dragon. Immediately afterwards, the wishful stick took advantage of the trend and picked it back, and with a sound of "dang", it also shook Jin Sè's sword to eliminate, and then the wishful stick suddenly stretched out and crashed into Li Shuangmu. At the same time, he also flew up and kicked at Yin Kuang.

Li Shuangmu hurriedly crossed the sword and put a palm on the sword. The wishful stick hit the middle of the sword. But seeing Li Shuangmu spewing out a mouthful of hot blood, his body was like a flying arrow, straight into the ground. Leng Hua Pingben Yu went over to catch Li Shuangmu, but he couldn't catch it at all. On the other side, Yin Kuang saw that it was too late to dodge, so he could only raise his arm to stand up. Sun Wukong's flying foot was imprinted on Yin Kuang's left arm. At this moment, Yin Kuang felt as if the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and even his soul was almost kicked out by this kick. It was the same as Li Shuangmu, dragging a purple shadow, Yin Kuang also smashed into the ground, directly smashing a spider web-like crack on the ground.

Seeing Yin Kuang like this, Qian Qianqian was anxious. Although he wanted to go up to help, he also remembered Yin Kuang's previous instructions not to leave his post without permission no matter what.

Tang Rouyu and Pan Longtao immediately attacked Sun Wukong. One unleashed a storm of bullets, while the other unleashed a meteor shower. However, it's a pity that in the face of an existence like Sun Wukong, the two of them can't even itch when they attack. Sun Wukong is dressed in copper skin and iron bones, and ordinary attacks can even hope to break the defense, let alone cause damage. In desperation, Tang Pan and the others could only give up the attack and wholeheartedly guard Qian Qianqian's "nǎi mother".

As soon as Tang Pan's attack stopped, the empty boy controlled the flying sword that had been swept away and re-entangled Sun Wukong. I don't know what method the Void Boy has used, the speed of the nine flying swords is a few points faster than before.

"Stinky food! This son must be convinced that you lose! Looking for an air attack, the empty boy glanced at Chen Xuanzang, and saw that he was at a loss and at a loss, and he was greatly appreciative. With a competitive heart, the empty son's fighting spirit surged, and he worked harder and harder to control the nine flying swords.

Shut down

At the same time, Leng Huaping said secretly: "Nether, it should be worthy of being your opponent, right?" The black iron halberd buzzed and trembled, and even the cold painting screen couldn't hold it steady. The next moment, with a "poof", a scorching scarlet flame burned from the black iron halberd.

"Click!"

A crack suddenly cracked on the surface of the black iron halberd's body, and an even richer scarlet light shone out of the crack.

"Huh?"

Sun Wukong, who was shuttling between the nine flying swords, let out a soft groan.

The next moment, there was a coquettish shout. I saw a slender figure wearing scarlet flame armor rising from the ground, and an iron halberd with raging flames stabbed straight from the bottom up. There was a faint flame dragon shape on the iron halberd, and that aura was completely different from the dragon prince and purple dragon flame that were easily ravaged by himself.

"Interesting!"

Sun Wukong smiled "haha", he didn't dodge, and pushed the wishful stick to meet the iron halberd that stabbed. As for the nine flying swords, they were blocked by an invisible force around Sun Wukong, and no matter how the nine flying swords drilled in, they didn't move at all.

Yin Kuang, who had just jumped out of the ground, happened to see this scene, "Sun Wukong is obviously not afraid of the nine flying swords, but he wants to entangle with those flying swords...... That's right! He's getting acquainted with mastery of his body and strength! Damn it! Bastard! There is no longer an enemy on the same level at all, no matter how desperate we are, the hope of survival is slim! Suddenly, a wave of resentment erupted like a volcano.

When Yin Kuang gritted his teeth fiercely, Sun Wukong's wishful stick was already in a state of arms with Lu Xialeng's iron halberd spire!

"Dang!"

Lu Xia's cold face turned white in an instant, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. However, compared to Yin Kuang and Li Shuangmu, who were knocked away by one blow, Lu Xialeng actually withstood Sun Wukong's blow!

The next moment - click!!

On the surface of the black sè's iron halberd, countless black sè's iron pieces cracked. An iron halberd with a whole body of flames blooms brilliantly, dazzling and dazzling.

The divine weapon that was sleeping with half of the soul of the red dragon, Fang Tian's painting halberd, finally revealed its true body!

A red dragon suddenly burst out of Fang Tian's painting halberd, circled around the painting halberd, and then roared angrily, rushing towards Sun Wukong like a river and a sea.

Sun Wukong's eyes were blazing, his teeth were bared, and the shadow of a huge black orangutan appeared on his body. The phantom of the giant gorilla also let out a roar of rage, as if it was about to compete with the roar of the red dragon.

At the same time, Sun Wukong pushed the wishful stick downward. The wishful stick was bent in its entirety. As Sun Wukong pushed harder, the wishful stick instantly straightened.

"Whew!"

Circles of ripples spread out around the opposite point of the Golden Hoop Rod and Fang Tian's Painting Halberd, like two streams of water colliding together.

At this moment, Lu Xialeng couldn't support it anymore, and spewed out a mouthful of hot blood with a "poof", he couldn't catch the halberd, his palm was swept through the halberd, and his hands were ground out of blood.

Lu Xia flew out coldly and smashed into the ground.

Qian Qianqian had already prepared, and with a wave of the wand in her hand, a holy white light sank into Lu Xialeng's body.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong stretched out his left hand, stretched out his right ear, and clamped his index finger and middle finger, and unexpectedly sandwiched a bullet that appeared out of thin air between his two fingers. "Nasty flies!" Sun Wukong muttered, his eyes widened, and two golden red rays of light flew out of his eyes.

There was a loud "boom", and the boulder that had been hiding exploded instantly. Fortunately, Zeng Feijing felt that he would evacuate first, otherwise he would be like that big stone.

Chen Xuanzang, who had been stunned on the side, didn't know what was crazy, and rushed to Sun Wukong screaming, "Stop! Stop fighting! Fortunately, Shazi reacted in time, hugged Chen Xuanzang and pressed him to the ground. But even so, Chen Xuanzang still pulled his throat and said: "Don't fight anymore!" ”

No one listened to him.

Yin Kuang and Li Shuangmu glanced at each other, and rushed to Sun Wukong left and right again. With the previous lesson, the two have a deeper understanding of Sun Wukong's strength. So under the pressure of the intense death crisis, both of them burst out with unprecedented strength. At the same time, the cold painting screen also followed behind Li Shuangmu.

Sun Wukong smiled "hee-hee", "This is kind of interesting." Between the words, Yin Kuang, Li Shuangmu, and Leng Huaping also attacked. In an instant, the four weapons slammed into the air in a series of explosions.

"It's a pity...... It's not fun, it's not fun at all. Sun Wukong seemed to be talking to everyone, and seemed to be talking to himself, the wishful stick danced repeatedly, smashing left and right, and the nine flying swords of the empty boy were swept away, leaving only Yin Kuang and the three of them around Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong leisurely responded to Yin Kuang and Li Shuangmu's stormy attacks, and smiled: "Next, let's play a more interesting one." How are you doing? ”

"Bang bang bang" three times, Yin Kuang and the three of them were all repulsed.

Sun Wukong landed on the ground and slapped it casually, "Don't hide." A burst of feathers flew around, and Wang Ning revealed his figure, his face was terrified.

"That's ...... My grandson stands here and doesn't move, you use all your skills to kill me. Sun Wukong said with a smile, "Every time I make a cup of tea, I will do it once, choose any person, if anyone can survive and not die, hehe, then let's continue to play." But whoever dares to run away will all die. Well, that miscellaneous monk doesn't count. Isn't your Buddha trying to save the people? Then let me see what qualifications there are. Here are a few more people you can save. ”

What a vicious Monkey King!

Murder is only a stick, but he wants to torture the hearts of people with death.

At the same time, he also wants to use this "game" to completely destroy Chen Xuanzang's faith.