Chapter 152: Who Gives Whom a Funeral?

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Reverse Huairen looked at Ma Rong with a sneer and mockery in his mouth. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

On Ma Rong's iron-blue left cheek, there was an unscarred sword mark that had not yet formed a scar, making her look even uglier.

"You're looking for death!" Ma Rongqi's body trembled angrily, full of murderous intent, and slowly walked towards Reverse Huairen.

"Sister Rong, don't be angry, this cunning boy wants to provoke you, so you have a chance to take advantage of it, leave it to me!"

Song Zhe stepped out, looked at Hui Huairen with cold eyes, and the words in his mouth calmed Ma Rong. Four people, in four directions, slowly pressed towards the four people in the middle.

The faces of the four of them became more solemn, but at this moment, the only thing they were worried about was not their own safety, but praying that Sun Wukong had left the mountain range and would not come to hear the sound. Otherwise, even if they could defeat Song Zhe and the others in front of them, they would not be able to escape the encirclement of the bandits, and they would just die in vain.

It's better not to come.

......

In the Daomen Cultivation Mansion, in the attic surrounded by plum blossoms in the mountains, Caixia in the practice woke up again in the practice, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

She stroked her chest with one hand, her picturesque eyebrows furrowed tightly, and her heart hurt inexplicably.

At the same time, she was inexplicably flustered in her heart, as if she had a premonition and felt something.

The worry in her beautiful eyes turned into a struggle, but after a moment, she got out of bed and rushed out of the attic like electricity.

In the flickering light, an object flew out of the storage ring on Caixia's fingers, turning into a divine weapon, and then carrying her graceful figure flew out at great speed.

She didn't know where Sun Wukong was, but she relied on the guidance in her heart, this place is in the woods, to the west.

Allure is still struggling on her face, but she is more desperate and persistent.

Even if, once said, each other will be at peace with each other, and they will no longer worry!

......

Song Zhe and the others slowly pressed towards the four of them, and the four of them were also armed with weapons, wanting to fight to the death!

'Boom'

Four people, four directions, at the same time.

'Dangdang Dang'

With one blow, the four of them retreated without being defeated, the corners of their mouths, blood flowed out, Chu Tianxiong was even more serious, and he had almost no strength to fight again.

"Sun Wukong, I want you to die because of this!"

Wei Tu smiled and led his fellow disciples towards Yue Dashan, Yue Dashan, who had cultivated in the Quadruple Realm, had a solemn face, but he, even if he was invincible, he could not retreat, and Chu Tianxiong, who was the most seriously injured, was behind him.

"Tang Qianqian, before I die, I will definitely cut your little face to pieces!" The person Ma Rong was looking for, for Tang Qianqian, and Tang Qianqian's strange gaze that swept towards her cheeks from time to time made her even more angry. Every blow made Tang Qianqian difficult to resist, and it was extremely dangerous to retreat again and again.

"You slut, my brother Wukong will definitely let you die a bad death!" Tang Qianqian wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and replied with a fearless sneer.

Ma Rong laughed wildly, looking even more hideous: "Haha, you still ask him to save you? It's okay if he doesn't come, if he comes, I'll let him be buried with you!"

'Whoosh'

At this moment, two sounds of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and the rain was very much, facing the two people of the Buddhist Sect Cultivator Mansion of Wei Tu, and saving Yue Dashan, who was already powerless to resist.

"Who buries whom?"

'Huh'

The wind rose, and Sun Wukong's body was like a meteor flash, accompanied by an angry rhetorical question. Suddenly, he appeared in front of Tang Qianqian, and the spear in his hand stabbed out angrily, and the endless killing in it broke out without reservation.

The appearance of Sun Wukong made Ma Rong panic, and this violent killing momentum that would kill one shot also instantly shattered her fighting spirit.

Although she had the heart to fight, the speed of Sun Wukong's angry blow made her unable to dodge, so she could only raise the soft sword in her hand to meet it, and the spiritual power of her eightfold realm cultivation was not reserved at all, and in this sword, it turned into a terrifying sword momentum.

'When'

'Poof......'

But the violent killing of the spear is like the thunder above the nine heavens, just like Sun Wukong's mood that does not want to delay the slightest time, just one touch, it crushes Ma Rong's sword momentum, and it is difficult to resist the moment.

The spear still stabbed out indomitable, breaking the sword in Ma Rong's hand with a touch, but before Ma Rong could make any dodge moves, it stabbed her in the cheek and pierced through the back of the head, and the killing that bloomed in the spear also instantly tore her brain, and she died tragically.

She originally wanted to repay Tang Qianqian and Sun Wukong.

Song Zhe forced away Reverse Huairen with a blow, and roared with a cracked cry: "Sister Rong......"

Sun Wukong's spear rotated, pointing directly at Song Zhe, and his killing intent increased instead of decreasing.

The gains of these people completely angered Sun Wukong.

On the other side, the two Wei disciples joined forces, which was also traumatized by Yu Zhen, but seeing that Ma Rong was killed by Sun Wukong in one blow, the two did not chase and kill again, listening to the roar of the bandits and bandits in the distance slowly approaching, and looking at Sun Wukong's eyes were full of impatient killing intent.

Tang Qianqian hurriedly took out all kinds of pills for several people to take, stabilizing their respective injuries, especially Chu Tianxiong, who was the most seriously injured.

Song Zhe, who was sad and angry, stopped beside Ma Rong, covered in murderous intent, and turned around and walked towards Sun Wukong.

Wei and the two hurriedly stopped him, glanced at him secretly, and then looked at Sun Wukong with cold eyes, and said, "Sun Wukong, I will ask you one last time, do you hand over that thing?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Sun Wukong's mouth, and what responded to Wei Tu was his increasingly terrifying killing momentum.

Yu Shi suddenly sneered: "Wei Tu, do you know who is the black hand behind this group of bandits?"

Wei Tu didn't know why Yu asked so much, and couldn't help but answer impatiently: "How do I know?"

Yu said angrily, "Hmph, are you still pretending?" It is the group of elders in your Buddhist Sect who talk about compassion every day, and their hypocrisy is ridiculous. They are the culprits who killed our senior brothers!"

Wei Tu was extremely indignant and rebuked: "Yuvery, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Insult my master, his crime should be punished!" Another disciple of the Buddhist Sect also shouted coldly.

Yu Shi's face was even colder, and he said, "Hmph, if it's nonsense, just ask those bandits." ”

"No matter what, I must take Sun Wukong's dog life today, if you want to ask, you can stay and ask yourself!"

Song Zhe roared angrily and pushed away Wei Tu's blockade and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

"It's important to grab something and get out of here. ”

Wei Tu hesitated, but also chased after him, and the two surrounded Sun Wukong.

And the remaining one also took action to block the injured rain very, so that he couldn't rescue him for a while.

'When'

Song Zhe struck angrily and collided with Sun Wukong's spear, and under the blow, the two of them were each shocked back by each other's strength.

However, Wei Tu did not give Sun Wukong any time to breathe, and the attack that had been gathering momentum for a long time also followed, sealing Sun Wukong's retreat.

These two are both mid-ninth level cultivators, and they are not bad on the elite list of their respective cultivation mansions, and their strength is not weak, and under anger, it is even more so, if Sun Wukong dares to face them carelessly.

The shouts of the bandits and bandits around them were getting closer and closer, and Tang Qianqian and the others were worried, but in the face of such a battle, they were powerless at all.

The Wei disciples continued to attack and encircled Sun Wukong, although it was difficult to hurt him, but it also made Sun Wukong unable to get out of trouble for a while, and was forced to retreat frequently, while Song Zhe was entangled in the side, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Die!"

Wei Tu shouted angrily in his mouth, and the weapon in his hand bloomed the strongest blow and bombarded Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was slaughtering all over, and the spear in his hand stabbed out against the attack of the Wei disciples, and a terrifying killing bloomed.

"Sun Wukong, give me Sister Rong a funeral!"

But just when Sun Wukong's attention was on Wei Tu's full attack, Song Zhe, who had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time, made a move, and as soon as he made a move, it was a must-kill situation, and the weapon in his hand was aimed at Sun Wukong's defenseless back, and the killing completely enveloped him.

ps: Today, Ma Rong died, Ma Rong died, Song Zhe died, everyone said yes, yes, yes, it should have been dead a long time ago,