The person who walked in was ............ A geist.

Seeing this wandering spirit, Sun Wukong's eyes couldn't help but widen.

There is nothing surprising about a geist, it's just that this geist actually caught Sha Seng and Yang Jian!

The two of them were tied up with a long hemp rope by the geist, and their wrists had been bled out by the rough hemp rope.

"Senior brother!" As soon as he saw Sun Wukong, Sha Seng shouted at the top of his voice.

Yang Jian pinned his head to the side, as if to say, "If it weren't for my mana greatly reduced, how could I be caught by you?"

"Sun Wukong, now Yang Jian and Sha Seng are in our hands. Now, I'll give you a chance. Lu Zhuangyuan ran to the side of the wandering soul and said to Sun Wukong.

"What chance?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Give you a chance to choose whether they live or die. Lu Zhuangyuan said.

"My grandson would like to hear it. Sun Wukong asked with interest.

"It's very simple, you die and they live, you live and they die!" Lu Zhuangyuan pointed at Sun Wukong with a fan and said.

"Joke!" Sun Wukong kicked away Lu Zhuangyuan's fan and said angrily: "If my old grandson died, would you still let them go?"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong came to the geist, and after the word "?", Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick had smashed down towards the geist's head.

But in the blink of an eye, the wandering soul grabbed Yang Jian and Sha Seng and opened a few feet away from Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, this champion advises you not to be impatient, if you dare to act rashly again, I guarantee that you will see the two of them fall to the ground!" Lu Zhuangyuan said viciously.

"Are you threatening my old grandson?" Because of anger, Sun Wukong's face was already red.

"Sun Wukong, the number of champions has reached three, if you don't put down your weapons and kneel to be bound, then don't blame this champion for being ruthless. With that, Lu Zhuangyuan aimed the fan at Yang Jian's neck.

"One!"

Lu Zhuangyuan shouted loudly, his voice was like a tiger roaring and a lion's roar, a few feet away, Sun Wukong felt that his ears were numb, not to mention the sand monks and Yang Jian beside him.

Sun Wukong stared at Lu Zhuangyuan, motionless.

"Two!!"

Lu Zhuangyuan saw that Sun Wukong did not move, and he increased his voice again.

This made Sha Seng and Yang Jian miserable, they were tied all over, and they were close to Lu Zhuangyuan, Lu Zhuangyuan shouted out, they only felt that their ears were going to be deaf, but they were helpless.

"Three !!"

"Sun Wukong, this is your choice!" With that, Lu Zhuangyuan's fan cut towards Yang Jian's neck.

Sun Wukong knew that if Lu Zhuangyuan went down, Yang Jian's head would move immediately. When the time comes, his blood will gush out, and even his body will be dismantled by Lu Zhuangyuan.

At this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly felt that a gaze was looking at him, he raised his head, and at this moment, he and Yang Jian looked at each other.

Yang Jian's gaze contains too many emotions: reluctant, resolute, and strong, although there are many emotions in his gaze, there is one thing that is absolutely absent, that is............ Fear.

He looked at Sun Wukong, as if to say: "Great Sage, Yang Jian is not afraid of death, I only hope that after Yang Jian dies, you can subdue demons and eliminate demons and find the immortals in the heavenly court." ”

"Wait a minute!" Sun Wukong suddenly shouted.

Lu Zhuangyuan's fan stopped in mid-air, and he was slightly surprised: "What's the matter, Sun Dasheng changed his mind?"

"You let them go, and Lao Sun is at your disposal. Sun Wukong said.

"Sun Wukong, this champion is not a fool, if we let them go, then you will be three against two, then ............"

Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian, then at Sha Seng, only to hear the sound of "dang", he threw the golden hoop stick in his hand on the ground.

Sun Wukong said to Lu Zhuangyuan: "This time you should release people!"

At the moment when he threw away the golden hoop stick, the geist suddenly stretched out his hand, and in the next second, the golden hoop rod was in his hand.

"Hahahaha!!" The spirit suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and then said, "Sun Wukong, now that your golden hoop stick is in my hand, you are dead!"

This was the first thing Sun Wukong heard the spirit say.

"Hahahaha!" Immediately after, Lu Zhuangyuan laughed again, he kept slapping his palm with a fan, shook his head and said: "Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong, others say that you are witty and the smartest person in the Three Realms, but in the eyes of this champion, you are a complete fool! You are right, if you die, this champion will not let him go............"

But before the word "we" was spoken, Lu Zhuangyuan's voice stopped abruptly.

I saw that there was a big hole in his stomach, and his bright red heart was still beating "plopping" and "plopping".

Lu Zhuangyuan lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his stomach in disbelief, he couldn't speak, he couldn't raise his head, he could only watch the blood in his body flow out of his body little by little.

"Lu Zhuangyuan, God has the virtue of a good life, my grandson will not kill you today. However, in order to prevent you from harming others again, Lao Sun wants to abolish your mana. With that, Sun Wukong waved his hand, and a golden light penetrated Lu Zhuangyuan's mutilated body.

"Ahh

With a "bang", his hands exploded, and all the true qi in his body was also lost after this explosion.

Now, Lu Zhuangyuan not only has no hands, but also no mana, he is now a complete waste.

Lu Zhuangyuan sat on the ground with a "bang", he was clutching the big hole in his stomach, and his face was lifeless.

As soon as Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, the golden hoop stick returned to his hand, and there was still a layer of slimy blood stuck to the golden hoop stick.

"Monkey King, you ............" The wandering spirit looked at the golden hoop stick in his hand, and he was shocked to find that what he had in his hand was just a monkey hair.

"Youkai, when you take someone else's weapon, why don't you take a look at whether the weapon is real or fake?" Sun Wukong said.

"Good Monkey King, but you'd better be honest, don't forget, Sha Seng and Yang Jian are still in my hands. With that, the geist pinched the sand monk's shoulder, and the latter immediately bared his teeth in pain.

"Senior brother, leave me alone, get rid of this demon quickly. The sand monk tried to break free from the geist's hand, but that hand was like an iron hook, and it was already deep in his flesh.

"Sun Wukong, don't move, otherwise I will kill Monk Sha first!" The spirit increased the strength of his hand, and the sand monk was already in tears, but he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

"Senior Brother Sha!" Although the hand of the wandering soul was pinched on the shoulder of the sand monk, Sun Wukong was in pain in his heart.

"You let go of Senior Brother Sha and Erlang Zhenjun, and Lao Sun is at your disposal. Sun Wukong said.

"I'm not a fool, if I let them go, I won't be able to live. The geist said.

"So, what do you want?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, you take my three palms, after the three palms, whether you live or die, I will let them go. The spirit put his hand on Yang Jian's shoulder again.

"Okay, my grandson will take you three times! Come on!" Sun Wukong put the golden hoop stick back in his ear.

"Senior brother, you can't do this, if you take three palms from him, he will definitely kill you when the time comes, and after he kills you, he will definitely not let us go, senior brother............!

At this time, only a "bang" was heard, and the spirit pointed at the head of the sand monk, who immediately fell to the ground.

"Sun Wukong, don't blame me, he's too noisy, I just want him to be quiet for a while. The geist said.

"You killed Senior Brother Sha?" The anger in Sun Wukong's eyes was about to erupt.

"Sun Wukong, Monk Sha is not dead. It's just that if you resist again, I promise that he will die in front of you. With that, the geist grabbed the head of the sand monk.

"Okay! I just want you to be the talker, and after you finish these three palms, you will let Senior Brother Sha and Erlang Zhenjun go!" Sun Wukong said.

"A word is a certainty!" After the word "Ding" was finished, a golden palm had already hit Sun Wukong's body.

Sun Wukong only felt a pain in his chest and a sweet throat, and then, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

"A palm. Sun Wukong wiped all the blood from his mouth and said word by word.

In the next second, another golden palm greeted him.

"Ding-bang"!

Sun Wukong flew out, and he landed right on a chair, which was immediately crushed.

Yang Jian couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart, and he rolled around a lazy donkey to get rid of the hand on his shoulder. He was about to fly towards Sun Wukong, but in the next second, he only felt a sharp pain coming from all over his body.

Behind him, the geist was pulling the hemp rope in his hand vigorously.

Yang Jian's wrists, ankles, and neck had been strangled by hemp rope, and the rough hemp rope rubbed against the bloody wound, and the strength of Yang Jian's whole body also disappeared in the huge pain.

"Yang Jian, I advise you not to move. Otherwise, this hemp rope will strangle your body into dozens of pieces. With another effort, the last trace of strength in Yang Jian's body disappeared, and he fell to his knees with a "plop" thud, the pain of eating bones made him moan continuously.

"Sun Wukong, there is one last palm!" "The spirit looked at Sun Wukong, who had fallen to the ground, and reminded him.

But Sun Wukong fell to the ground and did not get up again.

"Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong's incorruptible King Kong body is so vulnerable. The wandering spirit shook his head, and then said: "Sun Wukong, you haven't been hit by my third palm, so I will still kill Yang Jian and Sha Seng!"

With that, the spirit increased the strength of his hand, and the voice in Yang Jian's mouth changed from moaning to wailing.

The hemp rope had been strangled into Yang Jian's flesh, and the rough hemp rope rubbed against the bones in Yang Jian's body, making a "rustle" and "rustle" sound.

Yang Jian had nothing to do, he could only endure great pain, and he could only die in this great pain.

But at this moment, Sun Wukong, who fell to the ground, slowly stood up.

"Oh?" Seeing Sun Wukong who stood up again, the wandering soul was also taken aback, he obviously didn't expect that Sun Wukong would be able to stand up at this moment after being slapped by him twice.

"Youkai, you still have one last palm, come on!" Sun Wukong said with his arms outstretched and his chest to the geist.

"Okay!" The spirit let go of the hemp rope in his hand, and he jumped and jumped directly onto Sun Wukong's shoulder.

"Sun Wukong, this palm, I will definitely send you back to the West!" With that, the spirit gathered all the true qi of his body on his hands, and in the next second, his palms had turned purple.

"You're going to die!" the geist roared and slapped it down on Sun Wukong's temple.

Hearing only a "bang", Sun Wukong's head exploded, and his headless body fell heavily to the ground............