Chapter 473: The Demon Clan's Sword Hero's Prodigal Son

Now that he has made up his mind, Wu Di naturally will not choose to retreat, he thinks that he has already given the other party a lot of face, but the other party has been repeatedly aggressive, there is no need for him to continue to coax.

But to fight, but to fight quickly, Wu Di doesn't want to be surrounded by these stinky monks.

"It's been a long time since I've used real fist intent, so let's let you see what boxing is natural. ”

A chaos erupted on Wu Di's body, and he stuffed Xunkong into the Kingdom of God, and said with a smile: "Die under my fist, you are not wronged!"

"Come on!"

The five Heavenly Buddhas are naturally fearless, the five enchanted sticks seem to be one, blocking towards Wu Di's various directions, their five brothers have been connected for hundreds of years, and this set of demon subduing formations is even more complementary to each other, and the power is doubled. If the other party chooses to go head-to-head with them, they have the confidence to pick all the powerhouses of the True Buddha level under the horse.

"Huh. ”

Wu Di smiled contemptuously, and actually found many flaws in their impermeable stick method, so he raised his fist to block it at will, his fist intent was completely integrated with the origin and the avenue and nature at this moment, in Wu Di's eyes, this combination stick method is a broken net, and he is a flexible swimming fish in this net.

Want to bump into me?

Inexistent!

Da-da, da-da.

In less than a second, Wu Di threw five punches in a row, spinning and jumping like dancing, each punch hit the opponent's chin, making them instantly paralyzed, and after five punches, the five Heavenly Buddhas actually lost the strength to fight again, and fell straight to the ground all of a sudden.

Wu Di didn't give them any more chances, one person went up and casually punched him, the power of the Chaos Origin crushed down, and the pure energy made Wu Di's realm consolidate a little more.

After doing all this, less than ten breaths had passed, and this group of Heavenly Buddhas descended from the sky and rushed into the streets together, and Wu Di embarked on his escape road again.

Xunkong, this little guy is not very restless, he can't stay in the kingdom of God, and he keeps asking Wu Di to let him out, Wu Di refuses, but this little guy actually broke through the world barrier of the kingdom of God inexplicably, and suddenly jumped on his shoulder, hugging his neck, which made Wu Di very surprised.

This little guy is really a little scary.

"Hehe, you want to trap me and seek emptiness, it doesn't exist. ”

Xunkong, this guy has also learned Wu Di's mantra these days, scratching his ears and cheeks and saying that it is called a slip.

Wu Di was speechless, and could only say: "You hold it firm, I won't care about you when you fall." ”

Then, he urged the torrent of chaos and marched towards the west in one go, this is only a marginal Buddha realm, and more Buddha realms are still in the west, there is no doubt about it.

"Ahh

Before Xunkong could react, he was almost thrown down by the strong inertia, so frightened that he could only hug Wu Di's neck, his hair fluttering in the wind, very embarrassed.

This way of galloping, but was not stopped by the people in the Buddha realm, but Wu Di didn't know their specific location, and he didn't know how many Buddhas there were here, and how strong they were, so he didn't dare to hold it up, so he thought about shuttling through the endless starry sky and seeing the world barrier leave as soon as possible.

They left Prostar and began to drift in the galaxy, Wu Di could probably sense the location of the world barrier, and now he just had to work hard to get there.

One day, ten days, one month.

For a whole month, Wu Di and Xunkong were on the way, although Xunkong didn't know why Wu Di was working so hard, but he probably knew that he was going to take him to see the king, and he was still very grateful in his heart.

Of course, such a long-distance journey that spared no effort was still relatively expensive for Wu Di, so he would stop at a nearby planet every five or six days to rest for a while, recover his consumption and then continue to move forward.

The wonder of this little guy is also amazing to Wu Di, he seems to be so energetic all the time, he has endless strength, and he doesn't need to eat, drink and rest, which really subverts Wu Di's impression of the uncultivated.

However, this kind of innate spirit is really difficult to understand with common sense.

On this day, Wu Di came to a strange planet again, the environment here is very primitive, full of desert and yellow sand, there is always a strong wind blowing, and then rolling up bursts of dazzling yellow sand.

Walking and walking, Wu Di and Xunkong walked to a low-lying basin, and as soon as they stepped in, they were shrouded in a golden bell.

"Damn, what the hell?

Wu Di scolded a foul mouth, he really didn't expect that there was an ambush here.

"Haha, prodigal maniac, you kid has finally taken the bait...... Uh, you're not a prodigal maniac, who are you?"

"What? This man is not a prodigal maniac, me!"

"Oh no, it's a trick. ”

I saw that countless monks in robes suddenly appeared above, all of them were fierce and vicious, they were actually some fierce men, there was no ordinary monk's kind appearance, but it complemented the environment here.

Wu Di spread his hands very speechlessly, and said: "I don't know who the prodigal son is, you recognize the wrong person, I was just passing by." ”

Just as they were annoyed, a blood-red demonic wind blew, and a swordsman showed his form.

It's so strong.

Wu Di felt his breath, he estimated that the strength of the other party should not be below him, this is a golden immortal-level great demon immortal!

"You idiots, are you looking for Lao Tzu?"

The swordsman had a high bundle of wild hair, a strong suit, a heroic posture, an unruly expression on his face, and a slanted scar on his nose, which added a lot of ferocity to him.

He was half-naked, with a strange bird tattooed on his body, I don't know how, this tattoo gave Wu Di a very strange feeling, he actually felt that it was not a dead thing, because it was too vivid.

"Damn, prodigal maniac, don't be arrogant! There are so many of us here today, you actually throw yourself into the net, you are really tired, I want to see where you are fleeing today!"

One of the chubby monks was holding a golden bowl, he was reciting the Dharma in his mouth, and he threw out this bowl towards the prodigal son, and the surrounding monks were not idle, and they all used their own Dharma.

"Wow, a group of people beating someone is really shameful!"

Xunkong stood on Wu Di's shoulder, complained disdainfully, and grimaced at the group of monks.

The prodigal son frantically ruffled his hair and said with a smile: "Do you throw yourself into a net? How do I think I have caught it all...... It's over......"

He grasped the hilt of his sword and slowly pulled out his sword, and an extremely terrifying sword aura erupted from his scabbard, with a fierce momentum that slashed the heavens and the earth.

His eyes changed.

His sword was unsheathed.