Chapter 97: Blow Your Head Off

Chapter 97: Blow Your Head Off

"Go!"

Nayan Jianlan pressed his hand on the body of the sword, chanted words in his mouth, waved his big hand, and with an angry sound, the dozen or so dripping, spinning and flying small swords suddenly flew out of the air without warning, flying and killing all directions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Whoosh!

The crystal swords, each carrying several feet of Senhan sword qi, are like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, the goddess scattering flowers, and the evil tiger pounces on the Wukong standing in the void.

"Change!"

With the sound of Nayan Jianlan in the distance, more than a dozen small swords flying in the sky flew halfway, and suddenly the flight trajectory changed, and in the chaos and chaos, they flew at an incredible angle and trajectory again, instantly sealing the left and right retreats in front of and behind Wukong's body cleanly and completely.

"Hey, hey, where are you going this time?"

Looking at the heavenly sword qi in the void and the monkey that had been trapped by death, Nayan Jianlan frowned slightly, but a trace of dissatisfaction faintly rose in his heart.

"A cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Realm is really too weak!"

"Really, then try it!" Wukong was hunting in his clothes, holding a broken stick in his arms, and stood floating in the midst of a dozen qi swords, with a leisurely expression.

Ever since he broke the shackles of the Void Trapped Wind Beast's three-color trapped wind chimes and jumped to the peak of his mana, he found that with the help of the wind, he could barely levitate himself in the void for a short time.

Borrowing the wind and turning into the wind, the body is as light as a swallow and floating as a breeze.

This can be regarded as a small improvement.

At the very least, only by being able to fly can you break free from the shackles of the surface and soar freely into the vast sky.

"Humph!"

Looking at the monkey who still looked complacent, Nayan Jianlan was a little annoyed and angry. "Since you don't know whether to live or die, let's die completely!"

This damn monkey is just a peak cultivator of the Spirit Realm, and in the face of him, a powerhouse of the Sky Realm, there is not a trace of fear, which makes him heartburn too much.

"Attack!"

Thinking of this, Nayan Jianlan didn't hesitate anymore, and with a slap in the air, he held and waved his big hand, driving the heavenly sword qi, and from all directions, he slashed straight at Wukong's face, neck, chest, abdomen, and limbs.

"It's so cheap!" Wukong snorted, and his body moved instantly.

Hula!

Wukong's body is like a spinning top spinning at high speed, his body is as fast as the wind, and it is three hundred and sixty turns in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, the broken stick in his hand is raised high, clanging, and instantly smashing the big and small qi swords flying all over the sky.

"It's just too weak!"

Wukong's body kept spinning, and the broken stick was horizontal, like lightning, and quickly killed the top of Nayan Jianlan's head.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The corners of Nayan Jianlan's mouth twitched, the white sword in his hand shook slightly, and a purple lightning flashed, and a hiss rushed from the hilt of the sword to the white sword body.

"Purple Thunder?"

"Not bad!"

Nayan Jianlan raised the sword in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Hehe, dead monkey, let you see the power of my Purple Thunder Cold Sword now!" As he spoke, his wrist flipped, and the cold sword swallowed purple lightning more than a meter long, snapping, and instantly stabbed out seven seven forty-nine swords.

"Purple thunder and lightning only, what is there to be proud of!"

Wukong's spinning body stirred the biting wind, and he sensitively avoided the purple lightning that stabbed in the air, and with a swing of his stick, he instantly killed the top of Nayan Jianlan's head.

"Little cheap, don't be complacent, let you also taste the power of the monkey master!" As he spoke, Wukong spun the broken stick in his hand quickly, and pierced Nayan Jianlan's body protection true qi with a stabbing sound, and smashed it straight into his chest, abdomen, and life.

"Slash!"

Nayan Jianlan's face changed, and a strange float in the void of his body disappeared in an instant.

"Huh?" Wukong sighed softly, turned his head to look, and saw seventy-seven forty-nine frost-like sword qi, carrying a trace of purple thunder and lightning, slashing his head and covering his face, swarming.

"Hmph, if you want to run, then blow your head off!" After fighting for so long, Goku couldn't help but fight fiercely.

Since discovering that he had broken through the peak of the spiritual realm and was able to barely fly through the air with the wind, Wukong's exuberant fighting spirit was once again stimulated.

"Hehe, Xiangtian Realm, it's a hair!" He bared his teeth in the void and smiled weirdly, saw the direction of Na Yan's sword lan, broke the stick, and slammed it up like a god.

Bang bang bang!

Oooo

In the sky, two people came and went with swords, piercing the wind and clouds, smashing the mountains and rocks, and for a while, the fight was indistinguishable, not up and down.

On the ground, Na Lu Luo couldn't help but be a little anxious when he saw that Nayan Jianlan couldn't fight for a long time.

"Hmph, what kind of master of the Snow Clan, it's really useless, after fighting for so long, he can't even take a monkey at the peak realm, it's really a nest!"

"Slow!" The middle-aged Taoist priest beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Don't be impatient, let me help Nayan Gongzi!" As he spoke, he reached out and took out a black and white paper talisman from his arms, shook his hand and threw it in the direction where Wukong was standing.

"A blind eye!"

"A trapped demon!"

"Boom, boom!"

In the sky, a black character, a white character, fluttering and staggering, flew diagonally towards the direction where Wukong was standing, as the middle-aged Taoist priest recited a spell, the sky suddenly darkened and sank, and a large cloud of black smoke snorted, strangely pouring out from the black character, quickly covering the small half of the sky.

Sou!

The thick black smoke rolled, and countless strange black ribbons were conjured out of thin air, and the black ribbons stretched, slippery and changing, swirling and flying in the sky, and they were wrapped around Wukong's eyes and ears like a demon.

Burst!

Another white character swept into the wind in the void, and with a pop it shattered into hundreds of thin white silk threads, densely packed, entangled and twisted in the air, quickly transformed into hundreds of crystal and flexible colorless silk threads, wrapped in several black ribbons and thick smoke, silently wrapped around Wukong's feet and limbs.

In the sky, Wukong was in the fierce battle, and the monkey saw it clearly, and couldn't help but sneer: "Hehe, a few three-legged cats are just broken talismans, and they dare to show their might in front of the monkey master, see how I can break you!"

As he spoke, the stick in his hand suddenly spun and picked up strangely, and instantly broke through the sword that Nayan Jianlan stabbed at sharply, and with a turn of his body, he suddenly flew over with a whoosh against the two broken talismans.

Hula!

A pale blue flame in the sky was fleeting, instantly burning the black and white silk threads and countless ribbons flying in the sky.

"Damn, you dare to burn my 90,000 life-saving talisman, then exchange your monkey life!"

On the ground, the middle-aged Taoist priest Qu Jiuwan saw that his two precious paper talismans were burned to ashes by Wukong, and he was angry for a while, and his killing intent was great.

He reached out and pulled out a pale golden paper talisman from his bosom again, shaking his hand in the direction of Goku's head.

"A Fu Zhen Divine Soul!"

"Hehe, lock your soul, see how you break it this time?"

In the sky, the pale golden rune shook in the wind, and with the dark spell, it instantly expanded dozens of times, and the void spun around, transforming into a golden pagoda in an instant.