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There was a dripping battle in the heavy rain, and in the end, Uncle Yuan Cheng and failed to escape, and Sun Wukong also reached the end of the crossbow.

Who is Uncle Yuan Cheng? The geniuses of the entire Tang Empire, who were famous for their might, were all defeated by Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong's strength can be imagined. Although he was seriously injured, Feng Ang, the head of the Feng family, still did not dare to be careless, and cautiously let the strong man in the family surround Sun Wukong.

When the onlookers saw that the Feng family was so enthusiastic and surrounded Sun Wukong, they couldn't help but think of one word: It is impossible to escape with wings!

"What should I do?" Zhang Ben asked Sun Wukong as he stared at the Feng family angrily.

"If you can't escape, just fight!" Sun Wukong said lightly, without the slightest fear in his tone.

"It won't work if we don't fight, we don't have the slightest possibility of escaping surrounded by these bastards, and our brothers are probably going to confess here." Zhang Ben said without the slightest confidence.

It's no wonder that Zhang Ben has no confidence, Sun Wukong was seriously injured and he was only cultivating in the Soul Forging Realm, and there were more than a dozen strong people in the Immortal Realm on the other side, what could he do if he didn't wait for death?

Zhang Ben is not the kind of person who is timid and afraid of death, at the beginning, he was a little nervous under the strong pressure of more than a dozen strong people in the fairy land, but now he knows that he will definitely die, but he calms down.

"My son of the Feng family, who killed this son for the old man?" Feng Ang raised his hand and pointed at Sun Wukong and shouted to everyone in the Feng family.

For the people of the Feng family, Sun Wukong is now meat on the chopping board, at their disposal.

"I'm here to kill him!"

A young cultivator of the Feng family shouted loudly, rushed towards Sun Wukong, and slammed his fist into Sun Wukong's head.

Young people are vigorous, young people are so impulsive, young people are so happy, so young people do it first.

The young cultivator who punched Sun Wukong was called Feng Changchun, and he was in the middle of the immortal cultivation, and after the Feng family died on the first and second days, he became one of the top junior cultivators of the Feng family. The reason why he was the first to rush out to kill Sun Wukong was that he was a little selfish.

Sun Wukong has already reached the end of his crossbow, and Feng Changchun is confident that he can easily kill him, and he can not only get credit, but also prestige. He is already the first day of the family, and if he is recognized by the family, the position of the head of the Feng family will definitely be him in the future.

"I'll come!" Seeing Feng Changchun rushing over, Zhang Ben gritted his teeth and said, he knew that Sun Wukong was seriously injured and didn't want him to do it.

"No!" Sun Wukong said confidently and arrogantly: "Just because he also wants to kill me, looking for death!"

Rumble!

Sun Wukong raised his hand and slammed into Feng Changchun who rushed towards him, even if he was seriously injured, his fist power was still unmatched.

"Ah、、、h

With a scream, Feng Changchun's blood sprayed in the rain, and as the rain fell, his body fell heavily on the ground full of rain, splashing everywhere, and the fresh life that had just had a beautiful and luxurious hope turned into a dead corpse at this time.

"Changchun!"

"Bastard, damn it!"

"Vertical looking for death!"

Many cultivators of the Feng family were furious, and in an instant, several cultivators rushed towards Sun Wukong with bursts of applause.

"Kill!" Sun Wukong snorted coldly and rushed towards the four cultivators who had killed.

The rain continued to fall, and the shadows of swords and swords danced in the misty drizzle, and the sound of rain, explosions, and weapons colliding was noisy and chaotic.

The people of the Feng family still underestimated Sun Wukong, even if he was seriously injured, it was not something that the young people could defeat.

The onlookers looked at Sun Wukong who was swaying his blood in the rain, and their mouths widened in shock, they had never seen such a fierce cultivator.

"Hmph! The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff!" Feng Ang, the head of the Feng family, snorted coldly, and suddenly slashed out.

Sun Wukong snorted, was slashed back several feet by a knife, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, injured and injured, and his body was almost unstable on his feet.

"Brother Wukong!" Feng Ang split Sun Wukong as soon as he made a move, Zhang Ben was shocked and was busy helping Sun Wukong.

"Ahem、、、 no!" Sun Wukong raised his hand to stop it, and then closed his eyes.

The rain ruthlessly sprinkled on Sun Wukong's seriously injured body, and Sun Wukong seemed to have lost his vitality, motionless, and even his breath became imperceptible.

When the people of the Feng family saw Sun Wukong's dying appearance, they all showed a look of relief, what is deterrence? What is the residual power? Sun Wukong is like this, killing Feng Changting, defeating Uncle Yuan Cheng, and after being seriously injured, he killed the five strong men of the Feng family who peeped into the fairyland, and the powerful means made the Feng family shocked.

"Alas, it's a pity, a peerless genius will fall into the hands of the Feng family. Some cultivators lamented.

Zhang Ben looked at Sun Wukong, whose breath was extremely weak, and was extremely anxious, but he didn't dare to disturb Sun Wukong, so he could only wait anxiously on the side. At the same time, he was resolutely vigilant against the people of the Feng family, if someone took advantage of this time to kill Sun Wukong, he would desperately intercept it.

"The little mongrel is dead!" said a big-headed cultivator of the Feng family.

"The injuries are so bad, it's almost impossible to die. Another cultivator smiled.

"Kill that kid!" Feng Ang glanced at Zhang Ben and said lightly.

"Let me kill this Soul Forging Realm ant!" the big-headed cultivator of the Feng family sneered.

Zhang Ben grabbed the giant axe, ready to do his best to give the big-headed cultivator an axe, but in front of the peak cultivator of the Peering Immortal, he didn't even have a chance to make a move, and he was knocked away by a powerful force.

Poof! Zhang Ben's sturdy body fell to the ground, blood spurting into the water on the ground, his expression became pale and powerless, and infinite anger and aggrieved rose in his heart.

"The kid didn't kill you in a single move, it was to make you feel your insignificance in front of us, and now you can die. The Feng family's big-headed cultivator laughed cruelly, and actually raised his hand to grab Zhang Ben's head, wanting to pinch and explode his head.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Sun Wukong, who was motionless like death, burst out with an incomparably powerful momentum on his body, and a terrifying force rushed towards the big-headed cultivator, directly shattering his body.

"Not good!" Feng Ang was shocked when he saw the powerful momentum that erupted from Sun Wukong's body, he couldn't have imagined that Sun Wukong could break through his cultivation in this realm.

"What's going on?"

"What happened to him?"

"Did he break through?"

Whether it was the onlookers or the Feng family, they were all surprised by the changes in Sun Wukong.

And Sun Wukong has broken through his cultivation at this critical moment, in danger, and this moment is about to reach the middle stage of peeping immortals.

"Stop him!" Feng Ang shouted, taking the lead in rushing towards Sun Wukong, whose momentum was gradually rising, and the rest of the Feng family heard Feng Ang shouting, and several cultivators who reacted quickly rushed towards Sun Wukong in a hurry.

"Stop, don't you think it's too late?" 、、、When Feng Ang came to Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying light erupted in his eyes, staring at Feng Ang and sneering, and then punched out.

Boom! Feng Ang was directly blasted out, Sun Wukong's cultivation reached the middle stage of peeping immortals, and his strength increased greatly, and no one under the immortals would be Sun Wukong's opponent.