However, Orange Yi'er's combat power is far inferior to Wukong, and at that time, he only used the extreme temperature changes of the double swords to reluctantly parry Wukong's unusually violent attack, and at this time, he withdrew the ice sword, and only used the fire sword to support Wukong's attack, which was not an opponent at all, and in just a few rounds, he was killed by the monkey and lost his armor, dwarfed.

And the monkey was bent on cutting off the ice sword, using the teleportation method, turning into the afterimage of the Dao, and frequently went straight to the left side of the orange cloth to greet him, making the orange clothes tired of coping, and his spirit was sluggish, and when he was distracted, the monkey stabbed out a stick again, and the orange clothes subconsciously withdrew the ice sword to block, only to hear a crisp sound, and the ice sword that had been injured for a long time could no longer withstand such devastation, and actually broke from it and fell into dust one after another.

Seeing that the ice sword that had been protecting him for many years was cut off by Sun Wukong, Orange Yi'er was so frightened that her soul flew out of the sky, and she didn't have time to feel distressed in her eagerness, so she rounded the fire sword and rushed straight towards Wukong.

Seeing this, Wukong sneered, and then moved the golden stick forward, and the momentum was fierce, hitting the tip of the fire sword, which shocked the orange clothes and made him almost unable to hold the sword. Wukong took advantage of this opportunity to stab Orange Yi'er with a stick, Orange Yi'er had no choice but to swing his sword to block, and the golden hoop stick that she had been avoiding before was in one place, Sun Wukong's mouth pulled a trace of imperceptible smile, and used the stick head to adhere to the blade of the sword and stir vigorously, the power was extremely great, with a strong rotation force and constantly impacted Orange Yi'er's palm, Orange Yi'er was already stinging, this time it was even more uncontrollable, and the fire sword came out of his hand with a strong centrifugal force and fell to the ground.

In just a moment's work, the two swords in his hands were lost, and the orange cloth was frightened, screaming loudly, and he didn't care about anything else at the moment, and ran backwards as soon as he turned around.

Wukong smiled contemptuously when he saw it, and picked up the fire sword that fell to the ground with his toes, and with just a slight click, the fire sword rose into the sky, heading straight for her heart, and in an instant, it turned into a long rainbow and ran out from her back. Orange Yi'er was under this sword, only felt that her whole body was on fire, her mouth was dry, and the pain was unbearable, she screamed loudly and rolled to the ground, rolling around in pain, but this fire was sprayed out from the fire sword that was fused with the essence of the fire below the stratum and the thousand-year-old black iron, and it burned from between her heart and lungs, and how could it be extinguished by using the common method, and the current raging fire was burning more and more, burning all over her body and outside, and finally burned her into ashes, drifting away with the wind.

Seeing that the second sister was victimized, the banshees were so hateful that their faces were red, their eyes were full of tears, and they gritted their teeth. One of the women in green clothes wiped away her tears, threw out a silver needle with her hand and flew in the air and spun rapidly.

Wukong was also slightly stunned when he saw it, but he was also not afraid, dancing with a stick in his hand and turning like a fly, blocking countless silver needles from his body, but these silver needles were thin and dense, as many as cow hair, endless, the monkey hit for half an hour, still not broken, inevitably a little impetuous, the stick under his hand was a little slack, and more than a dozen silver needles passed through the gap, piercing his chest alive.

The monkey couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, and defended harder, but after all, he fought hard for a long time, his hands were crisp and numb, and the rhythm became more and more stagnant, and there were more silver needles through the gaps, nailed to all parts of his body, although he was helpless to his copper-headed and iron-arm-like body, but the small needle tips seemed to have something peculiar, so raw between his flesh and skin, painful and itchy, very difficult.

Later, Sun Wukong only felt itchy all over his body, and he really wanted to stop immediately and scratch it well. But the endless silver needles did not intend to give him this opportunity, and continued to vent, and the monkey saw that it was difficult to resist, so he had to sweep away a wave of silver needles with his stick, and rushed to the clouds, Rao was so, after all, he was defeated by the ferocity of the silver needles, and there were still a dozen silver needles that came quickly, like a steel cone attached to the bones, penetrating deep into his ankles. Sun Wukong snorted, limped through the clouds, and ran away like a lifeless.

Seeing Sun Wukong fleeing in defeat, the woman in Tsing Yi pointed her hand, and the silver needle swayed, thousands and thousands, thousands and hundreds, and gradually merged into a silver needle, which was included in her sleeve robe. The banshees saw the orange clothes turned into ashes, all weeping and weeping, desolate, and had no choice but to dig a big pit, pick out one of the clothes she wore in the old days and bury them in the pit, and use the right as her clothes and mounds, and when she sprinkled wine and buried the soil, she cut Sun Wukong alive in her heart.

But it is said that the monkey jumped up to the clouds, scurrying aimlessly, only felt the pain in the chest and ankles, and fell to the ground to carefully probe, but it was unharmed, not even the slightest trace of the silver needle into the body, but the wound was like drilling into the thousands of ants, constantly scratching and biting, the pain made the monkey sweat profusely, scratching, rubbing, just rolling on the ground and howling, the taste, just like the original tightening spell, extremely painful.

Just when the monkey was in pain, calling the heavens and the earth not to be spiritual, the clouds in the sky were rolling, the glow was ten thousand, and seven gorgeously dressed women descended from the clouds, all of them were elegant and dignified, and the appearance of being arrogant and dust-freed should be the fairies who descended from the nine heavens.

Seeing the stinky monkeys rolling all over the ground, the faces of the fairies showed a slight expression of disdain and unbearable, they looked at each other, nodded, and slowly walked out of the inside A fairy in a cyan robe, pulled out a warm yellow brocade champa from his arms, gently spread it out, and wiped it on the monkey's chest.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt a cold silk in his chest, beating slightly, as if something had been sucked on the brocade hand, and the heart-piercing pain and numbness suddenly disappeared, as if it had never been before.

The fairy in green clothes grinned, re-unfolded Par, shook it a few times, and more than a dozen silver needles as delicate as silk wrapped on it fell gently to the ground, and in a moment they became invisible and disappeared without a trace.

The fairy in Tsing Yi put away the brocade handkerchief, bowed down and said to the monkey, and said with a slight opening of his mouth: "Great Sage, is this better?"

The monkey pressed his chest carefully, swollen, not painful, couldn't help but be overjoyed, a bone jumped up, just about to hug his fist to thank him, his left ankle was a burst of soreness and numbness, and he couldn't help but kneel down on one knee, bowed his head and pleaded: "Ah, my grandson also suffered dozens of silver needles on his ankle, and it hurts at the moment, please suck it out with the fairy, thank you very much." ”

The fairy in green clothes laughed when she heard this, and said with a teasing heart: "The great sage is a dignified generation of heroes, and the little woman is just attracting some silver needles for you, why do you need to make such a big gift?" After speaking, she unfolded the brocade again, and with just a slight touch, she sucked out the silver needles on the monkey's ankles.

Suddenly feeling that the blood in the ankle was smooth and the pain disappeared, Sun Wukong smiled happily, and thanked him again and again: "Oh, it turned out to be the seven fairies in the Yaochi Immortal Palace, and they were relieved by the wonderful hand, and my grandson is grateful, please accept my worship." ”

The fairies smiled when they heard this, and said generously: "A little trick, why should the great sage be polite, but the dignified Monkey King is not good, and he was beaten by the seven banshees, holding his head and running away, I was ordered by the queen mother to come down to help the great sage recover these banshees." ”

When the monkey heard this, his eyes were purring, and he smiled and thought, Ah, what kind of hysteria did that high-minded, invincible, and unreasonable queen mother have today, and she actually showed mercy and sent all the fairies to help my grandson subdue the demon, which is really strange.

Ah, my grandson understood, listening to this land, these seven spider spirits were very rampant two hundred years ago, taking advantage of the seven fairies who came down and down in the nine heavens to bathe in the dirty spring, suddenly became troubled, and the majesty was majestic, so that the line of fairies was in a hurry, stumbling and stumbling, and each of them fled in a panic with their shame. Thinking that the seven people in front of this are the original victims, today seeing this great sage fighting with the banshees here, he took the opportunity to go down to earth, pretending to help my old grandson to subdue the demon, but in fact he came here to take revenge and regain face.

Seeing the corners of the monkey's mouth rising and thinking about it, the red-clothed fairy who was the leader owed the blessing of the body, and took the lead in breaking the silence and said: "We rely on treasures, but we may not be able to subdue demons on our own, but the seven spider spirits are fluffy and swarthy, and their appearance is really scary. ”

The monkey shrugged his shoulders and said in fear: "It's okay to let my old grandson go, but the silver needle in the banshee's hand is really tight, not only can it be ever-changing, endless, my old grandson's copper-headed iron arm, King Kong is not bad, it was actually penetrated into the chest and abdomen, it's itchy and painful, it's difficult to rival it." ”

Between the words, the fairy in green clothes smiled, and said: "The great sage doesn't know, the silver needle is called the rainstorm pear flower needle, which is the treasure that the queen mother gave to the maids to protect their lives, according to legend, it is the essence of the ancient craftsmen who took the essence of the meteorite from the depths of the North Sea, and is accustomed to penetrating everything in this world, but there is only a tough body like the great sage, and it is still unscathed after receiving these many pieces. ”

The monkey was terrified when he heard this, and said with a frightened face: "If it is really so powerful, how can it be cracked?"