The head-sized copper hammer spun in the air, smashing towards Mao Xiaowei with a strong wind.

The King of the Mountains Piercing has the power of the four grades of the Vermilion Bird Realm, and Mao Xiaowei only has the power of the three grades of the Vermilion Bird Realm, so it is definitely not possible to fight for strength, so Mao Xiaowei controlled Feiyun in time to make a sharp turn, and barely dodged the extremely fast copper hammer.

After dodging the copper hammer, Mao Xiaowei flew towards the king of the mountain, the king of the mountain was shocked, and hurriedly raised his Fang Tian painting halberd, and called his subordinates to shoot Mao Xiaowei with bows and arrows.

The King of the Mountain Piercing and the Dragon Sect Master also killed Mao Xiaowei, especially the Dragon Sect Master shouted while running in order to show his loyalty to the King of the Mountain:

"Protect the king, and don't let the donkey come near the king. ”

But to the surprise of the Dragon Sect Master and the demons, Mao Xiaowei flew ten meters away from the King of the Mountains and suddenly disappeared, and the sharp arrows shot by the little demons had formed a dense rain of arrows, and if the donkey flew forward, it would inevitably be pierced by ten thousand arrows.

Thinking that the donkey was afraid of death, he used some kind of magic power to escape.

The King of the Pioneer exhaled and said secretly in his heart:

"Finally scared the beast away. ”

He knew that his strength was far greater than that of a donkey, and the smell of the donkey could not kill him, and the reason why the donkey made him nervous was only because the donkey's fart would make him feel like life was worse than death.

The King of the Mountains also exhaled, and said secretly in his heart:

"It's good that shameless thing ran away, otherwise I don't know how much it would have been damaged. ”

Sect Master Long secretly said in his heart:

"The kings can't hold it, and that beast must not be able to complain about me. ”

Just when the demon king and the human powerhouse had just put down their hanging hearts, a flying unusually low, very small white cloud appeared out of thin air above the head of the king of the mountain, and the three donkey tails hanging down from the white cloud dangled provocatively on the tiger head of the king of the mountain, and from time to time slapped the king word on the head of the king of the mountain.

The King of Kaishan sweated profusely, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the top of his head with the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and at the moment when the King of Kaishan waved the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, a stream of yellow gas fell from the sky, instantly enveloping the King of the Mountain, and although the Fang Tian Painting Halberd of the King of the Mountain was stabbed out very quickly, Mao Xiaowei, who was squatting on the white clouds, had already guarded against this move, and as soon as the Donkey Sect Qigong was released, he escaped with the thrust of the Donkey Sect Qigong, so that the Kaishan King, who was relatively slow to react, was stabbed in the air.

Mao Xiaowei didn't fly far, he stopped when he flew twenty meters away from the King of the Mountain, and shouted:

"The mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored Jizo, the Buddhas, the Buddhas, the Buddhas, the ”

The little demons who were about to rush into the yellow gas to rescue the king of the mountain cursed one after another, thinking that Mao Xiaowei was going to fart them again, but after Mao Xiaowei finished reciting the spell, he just embarrassedly bared his neat donkey teeth and said:

"I'm sorry, I forgot to recite the mantra just now, now make up for it. ”

After hearing Mao Xiaowei's words, all the little demons couldn't help complaining:

"Damn, it turns out that such a domineering spell has nothing to do with your stinky fart!"

"You demon donkey is crazy, spells have nothing to do with farting, what kind of spells are you chanting!"

Mao Xiaowei heard that the little demons were belittling his magical powers, and hurriedly corrected:

"Hey, hey, this Tianzun's magic power is called donkey faction qigong, it is a very tall thing, not a vulgar donkey fart, since it is a tall thing, of course it needs a domineering spell to match. ”

When the little demons heard Mao Xiaowei's defense, they were all black lines, and scolded in their hearts:

"Nima, in addition to being very smelly, very large, and undispersed, where is your donkey fart?"

Mao Xiaowei saw the disdainful expressions on the faces of the little demons, obviously disagreeing with his tall donkey sect qigong, he shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"Alas, in fact, my supernatural powers are also my performance art, and the metaphysical things of performance art are difficult for you illiterate monsters to understand, but it doesn't matter if you can't understand it at once, this Tianzun can slowly edify you, you must taste it carefully, after tasting it a hundred times, you will definitely be able to become an artist like me." ”

Mao Xiaowei said, flying towards the stunned demons very seriously, looking like a master who was about to complete a work of art.

When he was about to fly above the heads of the little demons, Mao Xiaowei shouted a domineering spell, trying to continue to set off the loftiness of the Donkey Sect's Qigong.

"The mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored Jizo, the Buddhas, the Buddhas, the Buddhas, the ”

The little demons are going crazy, the little demons who were smoked by the stench just now are dead, and the flying fart donkey still doesn't let them go, and they have to slowly edify them.

The little demons knew that they couldn't run away from Feiyun, so they could only shoot arrows at Feiyun, and at the same time, some little demons scolded:

"You brute is too much, it's enough to play such stinky performance art once, how can you go on endlessly, you want to play with us to death." ”

Mao Xiaowei ignored the complaints of the little demons, and the strength of the little demons was lower than him, so the arrows shot at him would not hurt him, so Mao Xiaowei happily performed the donkey faction qigong on the heads of the little demons.

The little demons who were still aggressive and killing humans before were frightened by the yellow gas and ran away, trying to run outside the yellow gas, but Mao Xiaowei was a magical power at the upwind port, so the gentle breeze in the morning made the little demons have nowhere to dodge, and they were all swallowed by the yellow gas.

After Mao Xiaowei performed the Donkey Sect Qigong, he wanted to tell the little demons who were vomiting about the elegance of the Donkey Sect Qigong, but suddenly, a sense of danger appeared in his heart, and he subconsciously looked up to see that a sharp arrow had come to him at a very fast speed.

Mao Xiaowei scolded secretly, it was too late to dodge at this time, he could only raise his front hooves and kick the sharp arrow with the thickness of the human race's forearm.

With a ding, the sharp arrow slammed into Mao Xiaowei's evolved iron hooves, knocking out 10,000 sparks, and the strong force containing anger blasted Mao Xiaowei directly away.

Mao Xiaowei felt a sharp pain in his front legs, and his iron hooves were also a little numb.

Mao Xiaowei flew out more than 100 meters to stabilize his body, he stepped out of Feiyun before landing, and then moved his painful front legs on Feiyun, after making sure that his front legs moved freely, Mao Xiaowei was relieved, what he was most worried about was that the bones would be broken, because he was afraid that he would not find an orthopedic surgeon.

The sound of the king of the mountain laughing came from afar:

"Shameless things, dare to take another arrow from this king. ”

Mao Xiaowei was very unhappy when he saw the pangolin demon's proud appearance, and controlled Feiyun to accelerate towards the king of the mountain, in order to prevent being locked by the king of the mountain, the flying cloud controlled by Mao Xiaowei took an S-shaped route in the air, and the distance between him and the king of the mountain kept shortening.

All the Terran and Demon Clans present looked at Mao Xiaowei intently, the Terran warriors who originally hated Mao Xiaowei now hoped that Mao Xiaowei could defeat the King of the Mountain, and the monsters who were smoked to death by Mao Xiaowei and many of their companions hoped that the King of the Mountain would shoot Mao Xiaowei into a sieve.

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