readx;? The monkey smiled strangely: "Okay~ Then my grandson is not welcome, my condition is difficult and difficult, it is easy to say, especially for you, it is really a gesture, but it is my grandson who has taken a fancy to the style of your cave in front of you, as long as you are willing to cut your love and take these minions with your subordinates to get out, my grandson will spare you, you see how ~"

As soon as the yellow-robed monster heard Wukong's words, he didn't know that the other party was deliberately making things difficult, and he was afraid that he couldn't be good at this matter today, although in Xiniu Hezhou because of his embarrassing identity, the yellow-robed monster usually didn't want to cause trouble, but this didn't mean that he was afraid of things. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What's more, now that he was beaten to the door of his house and peed on his head, if he endured it again, once it spread, he wouldn't have to mix around the yellow-robed monster.

After making up his mind, he waved his hand, and the minions behind him dispersed to form an encirclement, encircling the golden cicada and Wukong in the middle.

Seeing this, Wukong was not in a hurry, took out his golden hoop stick and held it in his hand, and let the yellow-robed monster calmly arrange it.

The golden cicada on the other side was more calm than Wukong, and regardless of the current tense atmosphere, he just stood in place and looked at the cave not far away.

As if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.

The yellow robe saw that the golden cicada was acting like this, but he didn't provoke it at the first time, but just shook the mace in his hand and killed it in the direction of Wukong.

Wukong shouted, "It's good!" and the two sides fought in front of this wave of moon caves.

said that Wukong's golden hoop stick was not weak, and the mace of the yellow-robed monster was not easy to match.

The golden hoop stick in one hand flew up and down, and the mace in the other hand saved the left and right.

Wukong rarely met an opponent who could match him in terms of weapons, and he didn't use that spell when he fought, so he wanted to win with the golden hoop stick in his hand.

The yellow-robed monster is also tough, seeing that Wukong doesn't make other means, he gritted his teeth and used a mace to deal with it.

This one is a good kill, and after fifty or sixty rounds of fighting, the yellow-robed monster can't help but think in his heart, "What a monk who pierces his hands, and I don't know what the iron rod in his hand is, my own mace is already heavy, but every time I fight, there is still a tendency to be unsupported, and it is not a way to go on like this......" Especially there is a more eccentric little monk guarding over there, and the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it is for him.

The yellow-robed monster had a trick in his heart, but he was not slow at all, only to see him wielding the cold mace, and a golden hoop stick that Wukong struck.

However, although the golden rod was swung away, it seemed to have lost its strength, and the mace skimmed out and the middle door was wide open......

Wukong didn't know what to do when he saw this posture, and as soon as he saw that the other party was exposed, the golden hoop stick in his hand smashed towards the chest of the yellow-robed monster.

Who knew that this flaw was deliberately exposed by the yellow-robed monster to lure Wukong to make a move, and seeing the golden hoop stick smashing it, the yellow-robed monster's body twisted strangely, and actually let him pass this one.

Immediately, the yellow robe on his body shook and threw out a puff of sand and dust and threw it on the door of Wukong.

Wukong only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and his heart was not good, so he hurriedly pinched a trick in his hand.

Let's talk about the yellow-robed monster tricks to lure Wukong into being fooled, and suddenly cast a spell to set off a gust of wind and sand, taking advantage of Wukong's obstructed vision.

The mace in his hand smashed down hard, hitting Wukong's head, and he was about to show a smile on his face, when he suddenly felt that the mace in his hand did not transmit back the unique feeling when he hit the skull.

Removed the wind and sand, and looked down at his mace, not to mention seeing the imaginary scene of the collapse of the brain, even a little blood and a little fur......

Alas, the yellow-robed monster looked at it intently, and there was really a long golden hair, which flickered down from mid-air, followed by the strong wind behind him.

The yellow-robed monster didn't care about the image, rolled on the spot and let go of the blow that opened the mountain behind him, and the original position had already been smashed out of a large pit several feet wide by Wukong, who was holding the golden hoop stick.

The yellow-robed monster rolled on the spot, and without waiting for Wukong to pursue, he retreated to the middle of the demons under his command, and said with a smile: "What a difficult monk, this has made you dodge, in my opinion, our kung fu is quite good, but now stop here, if you really like my brother's Boyue Cave, it is naturally not okay to send this cave to you, I promised these brothers under my command that I will not agree, but it is no problem to leave you a room for your use." ”

"Or you listen to my brother's advice, I see that your ability is not weak, what does it mean to be a monk who holds precepts and recites Buddha, it is better to settle down in this wave of moon cave with my brother, when the time comes, I will be the big master, you are the second master, mine is yours, this wave of moon cave is not the same as yours. ”

Wukong ignored his confusing words, and scolded: "What a shameless monster! We had a good weapon competition before, and you dared to secretly use a trick to harm Uncle Sun, and Uncle Sun will definitely make you look good today." ”

The yellow-robed monster smiled and said: "I said little monk, this king didn't say that he is only better than weapons and not spells with you, and you can only blame yourself for not having a good brain, but you can't blame others for ......."

Wukong frowned and said: "Hugh wants to talk nonsense, if you are a gentleman, come over and fight your grandfather Sun again, is it possible to compete in spells, Grandpa Sun is afraid of you, the turtle grandson?"

The yellow-robed monster laughed and said: "The surname is Sun, what you say is not a good idea, I have a hundred and ten demons here, Rao is that you are full of hands, and you can fight a few, it is better to listen to the advice of your king, and go back where the monk next to you comes from, this wave of moon caves is not a place for you to spread wild." ”

Those demon soldiers and demon generals under the yellow-robed monster, when they saw their own king and the monk fighting equally, thought that with their own people, they would definitely win, and their courage was strong, and they also shouted with the yellow-robed monster.

The swords sounded, the flags fluttered, and the shouts came and went, but it was really a bit of a boldness.

But this formation not only did not scare Wukong, but aroused the monkey's arrogance, "Yellow robe, don't say that these hundred and ten demon soldiers and demon generals, even if you have tens of thousands of goblins in this wave of moon caves, my grandson will make you root today!"

When the yellow-robed monster heard this, he sneered again and again, and then waved his hand and hugged the demons surrounding the golden cicada and Wukong, each holding a knife, gun, club, axe, hook and fork.

In front of Wukong and Jin Chanzi, they were a group.

The golden cicada chanted the Buddha's name, and the red robe on his body suddenly flew up from his body, turning into a golden bell-like light shield in mid-air, and fell down to protect himself.

A few monsters who don't know what to do, I don't know how thick the sky is high, I use the weapons in my hands to smash the big bell that the robe is turned into, but those seemingly sharp swords are slashed on the golden bell, not to mention that they have not even smashed down a little brilliance, and there are a few monsters who have used too much force to deal with the weapons in their hands, and they have been chopped off by the golden bell.

Annoyed and angry, he swung his fist to smash it, but he couldn't break it even if his fist was bleeding, but after a moment's effort, these demons gave up the golden bell jar of the golden cicada.

And the golden cicada himself sat in the support of the golden bell and began to recite the scriptures of the past life, seeing that the posture had no intention of helping the monkey at all.

On the other side, the monkey saw the surging demons, not only was he not afraid, but he was full of joy, and used the method of Jiu Jiu Xuangong, only to see that a head grew out of his left shoulder and shrugged his left shoulder, and a head popped out when he shrugged his right shoulder.

Immediately following the twist of his body, four other arms suddenly came out of his body, and at the same time, the golden hoop stick was also thrown into Wukong's mouth, and it turned into three, each of which was grasped by two hands.

You see that he has three heads and six hands, three golden hoop sticks, and exudes an awe-inspiring murderous aura all over his body, as if he was descended from heaven.

When the demon soldiers who gathered around saw this scene, they were really shocked, and the swords in their hands were a little unstable.

was shouted by a monkey, and broke into the formation with a golden hoop stick, which was really like a tiger entering a flock.

Pity those demon soldiers and demon generals gathered under the hands of the yellow-robed monster, they originally lived a life that the gods did not envy, but now they met Wukong, a bad star, and the good days are over.

For a while, the flesh and blood were flying, it was really a corpse everywhere bleeding and drifting, Wukong killed sexually, coming and going like the wind into a no-man's land, but in the blink of an eye, the demon soldiers under the yellow-robed monster were slaughtered by the monkeys, and the only remaining demon generals were also killed, and they only dared to cast some spells from afar and did not dare to come forward to fight.

The yellow-robed monster watched his subordinates being slaughtered by Wukong, and he didn't show any angry expression on his face, but stared at Wukong's three-headed and six-armed Dharma body with his eyes.

Until a demon general under his command, he shouted for help in embarrassment: "The king save me!" Before he finished speaking, he was smashed into a puddle of meat by the three-headed and six-armed Wukong with a golden hoop stick.

The remaining minions were completely frightened when they saw this scene, and some of them directly threw down their weapons, crying and shouting that their mothers scattered and fled, and the remaining loyal ones also shrank behind their own kings.

Wukong looked at the messy battlefield around him, wiped the blood stains on his face, shook the monk's robe on his body, and threw off the corpses of the broken flesh.

Immediately after the head in the middle shook, the other two heads retracted into their bodies, and the six arms became two, putting the golden hoop stick on his shoulder, and looking at the yellow-robed monster defiantly, "What's the matter, it's over, your Uncle Sun hasn't killed enough......"

The expression on the yellow-robed monster's face was cloudy, and there were waves of obscure fluctuations on his body......

The golden cicada, who had been watching coldly in the golden bell jar on the side, suddenly stood up, put away the robe that had turned into a golden bell, and walked to Wukong's side and stood side by side......