Chapter 133: Flying Axe
The four Soul Forging Realm powerhouses were injured by Sun Wukong in a short period of time, not only were the onlookers surprised, but Zu Qing and Ba Hai were even more shocked, Sun Wukong's strength was beyond their imagination.
"Heyγγγ hey"
injured Hu Mingchuan and Zhang Heng in a row, Sun Wukong smiled and showed his white teeth, and his eyes fell on Zu Qing. He doesn't pity the jade, in his eyes there are only friends, ordinary people, and enemies, and there is no distinction between men and women, and Zu Qing does it to him, that is the enemy.
Seeing Sun Wukong's fierce gaze, Zu Qing sighed lightly and immediately retreated. Her flying sword is powerful, but her melee attack is not too strong, if Sun Wukong smashes it with a stick, she is likely to be more seriously injured than Hu Mingchuan, and she will even be killed by Sun Wukong.
Seeing that Zu Qing saw the opportunity so quickly and retreated far away, Sun Wukong snorted coldly and waved his iron rod and rushed towards Bahai.
Looking at the fierce rushing Sun Wukong, Bahai scolded his mother in his heart, at this moment he did not have the arrogance at the beginning, his arrogance was suppressed by Sun Wukong's arrogance, although he didn't want to, but he had to admit that Sun Wukong was powerful.
Zu Qing is still sneaking up on him from time to time, but the timid Bahai has no strength to parry, and he is losing and retreating, and he is about to be killed by Sun Wukong.
"What a strong boy!" Zu Qing stared at Sun Wukong from afar, and at this moment, his mind was rippling, and he had an indescribable mind about Sun Wukong.
Ba Hai was shocked by the huge power of the iron rod, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, his face was shocked and angry, thinking that as the youngest elder of the Xuyan Sect, he was conceited and talented, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even beat a kid in the early stage of soul forging, it was really embarrassing.
"Where is the little thief, dare to be arrogant at the feet of the Xuyan Sect?" Sun Wukong was about to take out Ba Hai in one go, when he suddenly shouted loudly, the sound was like muffled thunder resounding through the void, shaking people's eardrums, and the person who came was an extremely strong cultivator.
Hearing the loud shouts like rolling thunder, Bahai's pale face showed joy, and he knew that he couldn't lose his life.
Glancing at the direction of the source of the voice, Zu Qing's charming face showed an inexplicable smile, looked at Sun Wukong and said secretly: "See how you deal with it next?"
The voice from a distance almost fell, and an old man dressed in gray came quickly, the old man was extremely powerful, and he slapped Sun Wukong without pause.
Boom! Hurriedly resisted, Sun Wukong flew upside down for more than ten feet, and was shocked by the powerful force A mouthful of blood spurted out, but the injury was not serious, Sun Wukong flipped over in the air, and he was not afraid, and smashed the old man in gray with a stick.
"That's Huang Zongjian, the law enforcement elder of the Xuyan Sect, I didn't expect that he was also in Jia'an City, and this time the young man might not be able to stop him. Someone saw the old man in gray and exclaimed.
Zu Qing's beautiful eyes looked at Sun Wukong, who was slashed by a palm and rushed back, and said in surprise: "Elder Huang didn't even run away when he came, what an arrogant boy." β
"Hmph! The kid is looking for death!" Huang Zongjian saw that Sun Wukong dared to take the initiative to attack, and immediately snorted coldly, and his unique weapon, the Flying Blade, slashed at Sun Wukong's iron rod.
Huang Zongjian is second only to the sect master Mo Ying in the Xuyan Sect in terms of status and strength, and his strength is extremely strong, like Mo Ying, he has stepped into the fairy realm with one foot, and he is the top ten powerhouses in the Qianming Kingdom, and his strength is abnormal.
Although Sun Wukong's combat power is strong, it is still a little worse than a strong man who has stepped into the fairyland with one foot, and he has been fighting for a long time, although his strength is long, it has also become weaker, and it is difficult to be hostile to Huang Zongzhi.
It is more than one grade stronger than the Bahai Huang Sect Blade, and his speed and spells are incomparable, especially his unique weapon, the Flying Blade, which is a superb magic weapon, second only to the powerful weapon of the immortal weapon.
In just a few rounds, Sun Wukong was knocked out again, blood spurted out, and he was not lightly injured.
"Boy, I have to say that you are the most outstanding young man I have ever met, and Wen Renze is not as strong as you at your age. It's a pity that you are the enemy of my Void Yan Sect, and it's no wonder that the old man killed the genius with his hot hands. β
"Boy, die!" Huang Zongjian, as the law enforcement elder of the Xuyan Sect, has always been ruthless, and he will never show mercy to his subordinates, and the flying blade came out of his hand and slashed at Sun Wukong.
Boom! Sun Wukong's iron rod was cut off by the flying blade, and a narrow scar was also scratched on his chest, and blood flowed.
The Flying Blade cut off the iron rod, leaving only a deep wound on Sun Wukong's body, and failed to kill Sun Wukong. However, the Flying Blade did not fall, and turned around and slashed again.
Sun Wukong no longer has an iron rod, and he is seriously injured, obviously unable to resist the sharp and superb magic weapon Flying Blade.
"Alas, alas, is such a genius going to die?" sighed.
"This young man is too sharp, don't you know that he is too rigid and broken?" said a cultivator who shook his head.
"Is it really unstoppable?" Zu Qing's beautiful eyes stared at Sun Wukong, who was fearless and still arrogant, and actually had a hint of the urge to save him.
Is Sun Wukong really unable to resist? Of course not, he still has Shennong Ding, and he will use Shennong Ding at any cost.
Shennong Ding is a peerless immortal weapon, Sun Wukong is difficult to mobilize, but if it comes to the moment of life and death, he has to use it, and he knows that Shennong Ding is a conscious thing, and he will help him when he lives and dies, of course, this is just what Sun Wukong thinks, as for whether Shennong Ding will help him, a weak master, is still unknown.
The flying blade shot extremely quickly, and just as Sun Wukong was running the "Xuan Air" to mobilize Shennong Ding, suddenly a golden giant axe with a strong whistling sound slashed quickly.
There was a crackle of metal, and the Flying Blade was slashed out.
"Who dares to hurt my brother!" a loud, rough voice came from the sky, and then a tall figure fell from the sky, falling to the ground with an unusual weight, splashing a cloud of dust.
The young man who fell from the sky was a head taller than Sun Wukong, extremely burly, with a big axe on his back, and after landing next to Sun Wukong, he grabbed the golden axe that had just been split from the air.
"I thought I had made rapid progress, but I didn't expect Brother Zhang to be even better. Sun Wukong looked at the tall figure beside him and said with a smile.
The person who came was Sun Wukong's friend Zhang Ben when he was in Xuanyang Valley, when the two teamed up to kill Dongfang Yi, Sun Wukong returned to Orchid City, and then killed Fei Qing by chance, causing a series of later incidents, while Zhang Ben stayed away from the sphere of influence of the Xuyan Sect and went to other places to experience.
"Hahaγγγ in the future, this Jia'an City will still be as prosperous as ever!" Another hearty laugh came from the air, and a tall middle-aged man slowly fell beside Zhang Ben.
Then in Sun Wukong's strange expression, Zhang Ben said with a flattering smile: "Master, your golden axe!"
"Thank you seniors for your help!" Sun Wukong looked at Zhang Ben, who looked a little embarrassed, and thanked the tall middle-aged man.
"You're welcome! You're a friend of Ben Boy, you should. The tall middle-aged man looked at Sun Wukong and nodded appreciatively.
"Oh, Wukong, you're welcome, this is my master, and I'm here to save you. Zhang Ben said with a grin.
Looking at Zhang Ben's rough and uncaring expression, Sun Wukong smiled and didn't say anything, and didn't need to say anything, although they hadn't known each other for a long time and had not been together for a long time, but they decided that they were brothers, and there was no need to say much if they were brothers.
After Zhang Ben left Xuanyang Valley, he met his master in the north of Qianming Kingdom, just because both of them used axes, and they bonded with axes and formed a master-apprentice relationship.
Although he was far away in the north of Qianming Kingdom, Zhang Ben also heard about Sun Wukong's killing of Fei Qing, the defeat of Hu Tingfeng, and the battle of Qiu Ruolin. After hearing Sun Wukong's deeds, Zhang Ben's blood boiled, he was happy for Sun Wukong's strength, and worried that Sun Wukong had completely offended Xuyanzong.
It's just that Master Zhang Ben can't leave the north for the time being, so he can't help Sun Wukong for a long time.
"Golden Axe King Wu Mang, do you want to take care of this?" said Huang Zongjian with a gloomy old face as he stared at Master Zhang Ben.
It turned out that Master Zhang Ben was one of the strongest people in Qianming Country, a half-step peek at the powerhouse of the fairyland, and his strength was comparable to that of the sect masters of the major forces. A golden axe slashed all over Qianming Kingdom, with a bold and arrogant personality, and no one dared to provoke him.
The most important thing is that Wu Mang is a loose cultivator, without any power, alone, his people do things according to their preferences, and his personality is a little muddy, if he provokes him, he may kill all the cultivators of the forces you belong to, so no matter what happens, no one in the Xuyan Sect or Chanji Temple, Jinjianmen, etc., is willing to provoke him.
"Nonsense, don't you see that Lao Tzu is already in charge?" Wu Mang stared at Huang Zongjian with a wide range of eyes.
The onlookers all looked at Wu Mang in amazement, he was a scattered cultivator, although he was famous, ranked among the strongest people in the Qianming country, but few people had seen him, I heard that he had an arrogant personality and did not take anyone in his eyes, and it was so.
"It's really lucky! there is a Golden Axe King who is willing to protect him, even if we kill him in the Xuyan Sect this time, we have to think about one or two. Zu Qing looked at Sun Wukong and said with a charming smile.
"Wu Mang, that kid killed several genius disciples of our Void Yan Sect, the Void Sect will kill him, do you really want to go against our Void Sect?" Huang Zongjian said in a fierce voice.
"Hahaγγγ laughed at me, are you only allowed to kill my brother by your Xuyan Sect disciples, and my brother is not allowed to kill you Xuyan Sect disciples? Zhang Ben had the backing of an unreasonable and powerful master, and he no longer had to be afraid of the Xuyan Sect, and said to Huang Zongjian with a mocking expression.
"Ben boy is right, if you don't have the same skills as people, you will die if you die, if you want to cultivate immortals, you will be ready to die, and if you want to take revenge, let them compete with their peers, you old miscellaneous hairs will deal with a junior, Lao Tzu despises you. Wu Mang pointed at Huang Zongjian and said roughly.
Huang Zongjian is also a big man in the Qianming country, and the master and apprentice are more unsympathetic than the other, and at this moment, the old face is gloomy like water, "Are you really going against our Void Yan Sect for an irrelevant boy?"
"His grandmother, you old boy talks a lot of nonsense, just like how much Lao Tzu is afraid of your Void Sect. Besides, why does this kid have nothing to do with me? I don't see that he and I are friends of life and death?" Wu Mang scolded and scolded.
"That being the case, let the old man understand how powerful the Golden Axe King's golden axe is!" Huang Zongjian is also a half-step fairy realm powerhouse, and he is not a vegetarian, if he is frightened away by Wu Mang's words, he can't get mixed up.
"Hahaγγγ I'm afraid you kid can't do it, it's almost the same to let Mo Ying come. Wu Mang laughed, carrying a golden axe, and strode out with great momentum.
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