The Monkey King

Enduring the severe pain and covering the bleeding wound, Monkey realized that one of his hands could no longer exert its strength.

In an afternoon of running away, he was almost surrounded several times, and he also fought against the heavenly soldiers at close range.

The fifty deaths mentioned by the two heavenly soldiers just now were all Yang Chan's masterpiece, but at least 30% of the two hundred injuries were the monkey's contribution. It was only at that critical moment that he had no time to make up for the fatal blow, which made These heavenly soldiers who fought with him could save a life.

Breathing heavily, he stretched out his hand and broke off a short branch and bit it in his mouth. He carefully followed the two of them with the walking stick.

Although he is practicing the Way of the Walker, what the monkey is practicing is not the "Walker's Way" that ordinary monsters are born with, but the thorough Tao of the Immortal Family. Therefore, there is no so-called "demon energy" in him. Coupled with the secret technique of sneaking from the Jade Cauldron, it is extremely difficult for cultivators to sense the fluctuations of spiritual power he has now.

I followed quietly for a short distance and came to a creek.

One of the heavenly soldiers squatted down by the creek, reached out to grab some water, lowered his head, and wiped his armor violently.

Another heavenly soldier walked to the side of a big tree and lifted up his front arm to relieve himself.

Behind the tree, the monkey gritted his teeth and climbed with one hand.

"How long do you think it will take to find it? The monkey's stealth skills are not easy. If we can send a signal now to say how good we have found it, we can go back and rest." The heavenly soldier who was wiping his armor looked up into the distance. The dark night sky.

In the night sky, a brightly lit battleship was sailing slowly, with heavenly soldiers on the deck constantly coming and going.

"Stop dreaming. I can't catch up with you after I saw it today. Let's search like this now. Only if we can find out the ghost, we will probably close the team later when the captain gives up."

Lifting up his pants, Tian Bing suddenly heard the leaves rustling above his head.

He raised his head, but before he could see clearly what was in the pitch black, a monkey rode a stick straight down from the tree, penetrated the visor, and hit him on the bridge of the nose.

There was a muffled sound, and a hole was directly poked out of the soldier's helmet and head that day, and he fell to the ground dead.

"Who!" The heavenly soldier who was still washing his armor by the stream immediately stood up in panic and drew out the long knife from his waist.

Before he could hold the long knife firmly, the stick was drawn out and swiped towards him.

Only one blow hit him in the face. The remaining heavenly soldier was so dizzy that he kept groping around his waist for a flare to call for help.

But he didn't have the slightest chance. The monkey endured the severe pain in his shoulder and danced wildly with the stick in both hands. With several crisp sounds, it broke all the joints in his body.

The next moment, the tip of the cloud stick pressed against the throat of the heavenly soldier.

The discarded torch burned creakingly, and the firelight illuminated the monkey's face, which was twisted in pain.

In the grinning mouth, the sharp fangs were slightly opened, and the slowly breathing breath turned into a thin mist in front of his eyes.

The hand holding the walking stick trembled slightly.

The remaining heavenly soldiers lay on the ground watching all this in horror, trembling. Severe pain spread throughout his body, and he opened his mouth slightly but did not dare to scream, let alone call for help.

He knew very well that as long as he dared to speak out, the monster in front of him would only take a moment to let him see the King of Hell.

The walking stick at the throat is a warning.

The monkey watched the heavenly soldiers quietly and panted slowly. Running around for an entire afternoon had already strained his spirit and made him exhausted. At this time, the injury on the shoulder was even worse.

This state seemed to bring Tian Bing's sanity to the verge of collapse, because he knew that what he was facing was a trapped beast. For a trapped beast, there is no sense.

"I...ask a question, you, answer..."

The Heavenly Soldier nodded silently.

"Then grandson, where is that Wang Luqi now?"

"He was poisoned and was sent back to Yuhuaguan."

The monkey raised his hand and struck with one blow, knocking the soldier unconscious.

He opened his mouth and stretched out his hand to tear out the Tianbing's tongue.

Ropes were found from their bodies and the fainting heavenly soldiers were tied to a big tree, but they were not left aside to collect the bodies.

When those heavenly soldiers count the number of people before dawn, they will find that there are fewer people. By then, as long as they call the soul, everything will be defeated.

He doesn't have much time, he must finish things and leave here as soon as possible.

Looking up, he saw a group of red flames passing through the sky, heading in the direction of the military camp.

Gritting his teeth, he headed in the direction of Yuhuaguan on the other side.

At this time, the monkey did not notice that a trace of fluorescence slowly appeared between the eyebrows of the dead heavenly soldier and floated towards his back.

…

In the moonlight, the camp of the Tianhe navy was blazing brightly.

The selection of heavenly soldiers and generals has come to an end. Due to today's daytime affairs, it had to be paused, but there were still countless monks wandering outside the camp.

After a toss-up, some people are happy and some are sad.

On the only warship that did not go out to search for monkeys, countless alert heavenly soldiers walked back and forth holding long swords, and their white cloaks were extremely elegant.

The heavenly soldier standing on the observation pole suddenly rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

In the distance, in the night sky, a group of red flames was rushing towards here.

With his mouth wide open, he shouted loudly: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The horn sounded instantly, and there was a commotion in both the military camp and the battleship.

But before the heavenly soldiers could figure out what happened, the flying red flames had already broken a mast and hit the ship heavily!

The entire battleship shook violently.

Below the deck, countless heavenly soldiers in the spacious cabin widened their eyes in shock.

The red flames quickly dissipated, and on the charred floor was a child who looked to be less than ten years old, with two horns tied to his head, wearing armor engraved with lotus leaf and lotus patterns, and a shockingly beautiful face. stood up.

Qiankun circle, Hundian Ling, fire-tip spear, and a little red between the eyebrows.

Even the heavenly soldiers who had never seen before had already guessed who was coming.

The hand holding the fire-pointed spear paused slightly, and dozens of heavenly soldiers in the cabin knelt down in unison.

"I thought you were going to stand and talk to me." Nezha glanced around them coldly, then looked back at the battleship steel plate behind him where he had burnt a big hole: "This pig-headed Peng is always talking about building ships. When it comes to shipbuilding, I think the ship he built is not much different from tofu. Tomorrow, let me take a look at it!"

After saying that, he looked towards the group of heavenly soldiers lying on the ground: "Where are the people captured today?"

None of the soldiers dared to raise their heads that day, only one quietly stretched out his hand and pointed tremblingly at the stairs not far away.

"lead the way!"

The heavenly soldier who was guiding the way quickly kowtowed, stood up with a bow and ran towards the stairs.

…

"What happened just now?" In the lower cabin, the old bearded general who was rounding up the monkeys today held his helmet and looked at everyone in panic.

Everyone looked at him in panic, not knowing why.

"Enemy attack? How could there be an enemy attack here?"

Beside the wall of the cabin, Yang Chan, who was handcuffed to a wooden stake, slowly smiled on his face.

At this time, the white clothes had already been dyed red.

"Why are you laughing?" Old Beard shouted.

"Laughing at all of you for being so timid!"

"You!" Old Beard looked at Yang Chan with disgust, and winked at Pianjiang who was standing aside: "Go out and have a look."

After receiving the order, the general turned around and opened the wooden door, and was stunned for an instant.