Chapter 52 is arrogant and domineering

"Look, it's the dead monkey!"

Before the words fell, seven or eight figures flew over their clothes, each riding a sturdy ice bear with a height of about half a zhang, da-da-da, da-da-da, wrapped in wind and snow, iron hooves like the wind, and instantly killed in front of Wukong. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What a speed!" Wukong looked at the snow-white bear demons and secretly admired.

A gray-clothed man sat high on his mount, pointed at Wukong and said, "Second Senior Brother, it's him!"

"What is this?"

Wukong's monkey eyes narrowed, silently looking at the comer.

I saw eight people coming, all dressed in white clothes and white hats, and the mounts under the crotch, all with fierce and vicious faces, and as soon as Pu arrived in front of him, he immediately surrounded Wukong in a fan shape.

"Grey slave?"

Goku vaguely recognized one of them.

"Yes, it's really you and me!"

The gray slave carried the cold iron rod horizontally, and his face was like frost.

Wukong bared his teeth and was stunned, "Why did you meet this bastard boy again?"

"Second Senior Brother, it's this dead monkey, it's him, who snatched our Tianyuan Earth Eye Fruit last time, and also injured me and the young master!"

Although the voice was small, it was still heard by Goku.

"Hey, it seems that this bastard boy is not good today!" Wukong pursed his mouth, and the monkey's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Hmm!" the handsome young man nodded when he heard the gray slave's words, his thick eyebrows shrug, and a cold light swept towards Wukong.

"What? is that you?"

The handsome young man named Second Senior Brother snorted lightly in his nostrils, and his words were a little disdainful.

"That's me, what's wrong?"

Wukong stood on the boulder, clasped his hands on his chest, lightly tiptoeing, and looked at each other with a leisurely appearance.

"Hand over the Earth Yuan Fruit and give you a whole corpse!" The second senior brother raised his eyebrows, and a cold killing intent rippled out unscrupulously.

"Oh, it's such a big killing intent, I'm so scared!" Wukong shrugged slightly, his face indifferent.

"You, looking for death!" The gray slave behind him, with the cold iron rod in his hand, slapped his crotch mount hard, and was about to pounce on him.

"It's just a defeated man, and you're still coming?" Wukong rolled his monkey eyes and snorted lightly in his nostrils.

"Stinky monkey, where's the fruit?" someone whispered.

"What fruit?"

"Damn! still pretending to be stupid?" the gray slave was a little angry when he heard this, "Second Senior Brother, hurry up and let me destroy this girl!"

"This stinky boy, it's really shameless!" Wukong frowned, and the original good impression of the gray slave in his heart disappeared in an instant.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his belly, looked at the sky, and said leisurely: "Alas, what a small earth-eye fruit, what a taste, tsk, it's really good!"

"Ahh

"Stinky monkey, I'll kill you right now!"

"I said, it's just a defeated man!" Wukong stood there without moving, his eyes looking at the sky, and he didn't pay attention to the flying stick shadow that attacked fiercely.

"Damn, arrogant!" The gray slave roared angrily in mid-air, his wrist was twisted, the mana in his body flowed, the shadow of the stick soared, the strong wind howled and deafened, and the boom was about to tear the void in front of him.

"Fourth Senior Brother, kill him!" someone shouted.

The gray slave man was in mid-air, and saw that the stick was about to sweep over Wukong's head, but when he saw that Wukong didn't move, he was secretly happy in his heart, as if he had seen the miserable appearance of the monkey's head after breaking the blood flowing.

"Suffer death, monkey!"

"Humph!"

Boom!

I heard a sudden thunderous sound in mid-air, and a figure flew out upside down and fell into the snowdrift dozens of meters away with a pop.

"Uh... ？”

The people below hadn't come to cheer for the gray slave yet, and they were all stunned for a moment when they saw the figure flying back.

"Fourth Senior Brother!" After several figures were stunned for a moment, they quickly jumped off their mounts and hulala surrounded them.

On the boulder, Wukong shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand and pinched his nose, bared his teeth and said: "Hehe, I said it all, my subordinates are just defeated, and they dare to come, they are really looking for death!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The second senior brother sat on the mount, and didn't look at the gray slave who was injured and fell to the ground, and he applauded freely, "Dare to hurt me? You, you are brave enough!"

"Hey, hey!" Wukong grinned, his face full of indifference.

"Sixth brother, set up the formation!" the second senior brother waved his hand back, his tone cold.

"Yes!" A person behind him waved his big hand, and the five figures flew over, and the brush quickly dispersed in the shape of plum blossoms.

"How is it, monkey, do you dare to enter the battle?" the second senior brother looked at Wukong with a sly smile on his face, and secretly glanced at the five people.

"Why don't you dare?" Wukong squeezed his furry fist and made a bone-like sound.

"Grandpa, I've always been bold, and I like to beat you vicious people!" After speaking, his body shook and fell into the formation with a swish.

"Hehe, you found it, no wonder I'm here!"

The second senior brother slapped three palms in the air, and said loudly: "Sixth brother, I want to eat monkey brain stewed tofu at noon, don't let me wait for a long time!"

"Don't worry, Second Senior Brother, kill him in minutes!" The man called Sixth Brother glared at Wukong fiercely, and said with a sneer: "Monkey, you heard it all!"

"What do you hear?" Wukong put his hands behind his back and tilted his head, deliberately pretending not to understand.

"Hmph, pretend to be crazy and stupid! In that case, then send you to find grandma as soon as possible!" After speaking, the person named Sixth Brother glanced at the other four, buzzed with the sword in his hand, and shouted: "Set up the formation!"

Wukong looked up at the sky, put his hands behind his back, and didn't move, as if he was really stupid.

"Damn!"

The five people glanced at each other, secretly ruthless, and the five cyan long swords shook their bodies, stirring the five cyan sword flowers, and killing fiercely from five strange directions.

"Five-star chain, destroy the world!"

In the cold of the sword against the sky, the five sword flowers stirred the wind and snow, and in an instant, they intertwined into a net of heaven and earth with a radius of more than ten meters.

"The little sword formation, dare to pretly claim to destroy the world, ridiculous!" Wukong snorted coldly, his body like a straight javelin.

"Slash!"

The five swords pointed diagonally at the sky, and the cyan sword flowers exchanged blows in mid-air, and with a bang, a hazy monster that was a little tall suddenly appeared above Wukong's head out of thin air.

"Extinguish!"

The ferocious beast roared at the sky, its head and feet, its sharp teeth opened, and it bit down on Wukong's neck with a snort.

"Hmph, dead monkey, look where you're running this time!"

In the distance, the gray slave crawled out of the snowdrift in embarrassment, rubbing his ass with bared teeth, and spat on the ground fiercely when he saw this.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!" Wukong's monkey mouth snorted lightly, his figure flashed, and with a loud sound, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

"Huh?"

"What about people?"

The gray slave rubbed his eyes, and was surprised.

Ding Ding Ding!

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, I heard a clanging metal clash in front of me, and the gray slave was about to shout and cheer, but in the midst of a few muffled sounds, four or five figures flew out upside down with a scream, and the goddess flew out upside down like scattered flowers, smashing up large snowflakes.

"Oops... Oh my legs!"

"Ah, my... Arms!"

"Division... Brother!" The gray slave froze in place, forgetting for a moment what he had to do.

"Aha!" Wukong stood in place, pinching his waist and looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Yes, yes! Sure enough, it's a good skill!" The second senior brother stood on the mount like Mount Tai, his brows furrowed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

"You beat your dog, and you still praise me?"

Wukong grinned and sneered, "I really don't know what kind of kindness you have?"

"You?"

"What are you?" Goku pouted and spat the ground.

"Come on, after beating the dog, it's your turn!"

Wukong rolled his eyes and beckoned to the second senior brother with a look of contempt.