The Monkey King

   Endured the severe pain and covered the bleeding wound, and the monkey found that one of his hands could no longer be used.

   After fleeing for an afternoon, he was almost surrounded several times, and he also fought with the heavenly soldiers at close range.

The fifty deaths mentioned by the two heavenly soldiers just now were the masterpieces of Yang Chan, but at least 30% of the two hundred wounds were contributed by the monkeys. It was just that at the critical moment, he didn't have time to make up for the fatal blow. These heavenly soldiers who fought against him could leave a life behind.

   panting heavily, he stretched out his hand and broke off a short branch and bit it in his mouth, carrying a cloud-walking stick and carefully followed towards the two of them.

   Although it is said that it is the way of the walker, what the monkey cultivates is not the "walker's way" that ordinary monsters naturally comprehend, but a thorough and complete immortal way. Therefore, there is no so-called "demon aura" in him. Coupled with the stealth secret technique from Yu Ding, it is extremely difficult for cultivators to perceive the fluctuation of spiritual power on his body.

   quietly followed a short distance to a small stream.

   One of the Celestial Soldiers squatted on the edge of the creek, reached out, took some water, lowered his head, and wiped his armor violently.

  Another Heavenly Soldier walked to the side of the big tree and set up a front sway to take a break.

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

"Tell me, how long does it take to find it? That monkey's stealth technique is not easy. If there is a signal flare now, saying how good it is to find it, we can go back to rest." The heavenly soldier who was wiping his armor looked up and looked into the distance A dark night sky.

   In the night sky, a brightly lit battleship was sailing slowly, and the heavenly soldiers on the deck kept going back and forth.

   "Stop dreaming, I can't catch up with you today, so I'll just search now, only if I can find a ghost. I'll wait for the captain to give up and I'll close the team."

   Lifting his pants, the soldier suddenly heard the leaves rustling above his head.

   looked up, and before he could see what was in the pitch black, a monkey rode a stick straight down from the tree, penetrated the visor, and hit the bridge of his nose.

   With a muffled sound, the soldier's helmet and head were directly punched out of a hole and fell to the ground to his death.

   "Who!" The Celestial Soldier, who was still washing his armor by the stream, immediately stood up in panic and drew out the long knife around his waist.

   Before he could hold the long knife steady, the stick was pulled out and swept towards him.

   Only one blow hit the face, and the remaining Celestial Soldier was dizzy and dizzy.

   But he didn't have the slightest chance. The monkey was enduring the severe pain in his shoulder, dancing wildly with a stick in both hands, and with a few crisp sounds, all the joints on his body were shattered.

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

  The torches that had been thrown aside were screeching and burning, and the light of the fire illuminated the monkey's distorted face from pain.

In the    open mouth, the sharp fangs were slightly opened, and the breath that was slowly panting turned into a thin mist in front of his eyes.

   The hand holding the cloud-walking stick trembled slightly.

   The only remaining Celestial Soldier lay on the ground watching all this in horror, trembling. There was severe pain all over his body, and he opened his mouth slightly but didn't dare to scream, let alone call for help.

   He knew very well that as long as he dared to speak up, the monster in front of him would only need a moment to let him go to see Hades.

   The cloud stick in the throat is a warning.

  Monkey watched the Heavenly Soldier quietly, panting slowly, the whole afternoon of running away had made him tense and exhausted. At this time, the injury on the shoulder was even worse.

   This state seems to make the Heavenly Soldier's sanity on the verge of collapse, because he knows that what he is facing is a trapped beast. For trapped beasts, there is no reason to speak.

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

   Tianbing nodded silently.

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

   "He was poisoned and sent back to Yuhuaguan."

  The monkey raised his hand and it was a blow, which stunned the soldier.

   opened his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to tear the tongue of the Heavenly Soldier to pieces.

   found ropes from their bodies and tied the fainted Heavenly Soldier to a big tree, but did not leave it aside to clean up the body.

   Before dawn, when those heavenly soldiers counted the number of people, they would find that there were fewer people. At that time, as long as the soul was summoned, everything would be worn.

   His time is running out, he must finish his work and leave here as soon as possible.

   raised his head, he saw a group of crimson flames swept across the sky, towards the direction of the military camp.

   gritted his teeth, and headed towards the other side of Yuhuaguan.

   At this time, the monkey did not notice that the dead soldier's eyebrows slowly showed a trace of fluorescence, floating towards his back.

  …

   In the moonlight, the camp of the Tianhe Navy was lit up in the sky.

   The screening of heavenly soldiers and generals had already come to an end, but due to the daytime affairs, it had to be suspended again, but there were still countless monks wandering outside the camp.

   After a tossing down, some families are happy and some are sad.

  On the only battleship that did not attack to search for monkeys, countless guarded heavenly soldiers walked back and forth with long geese, each piece of white cloak was very elegant.

   The Celestial Soldier standing on the lookout pole suddenly rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

  In the distance, in the night sky, a group of crimson flames is rushing towards here.

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

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

   It's just that before those heavenly soldiers figure out what happened, the crimson flames that flew over have broken a mast and hit the ship heavily!

   The entire battleship shook violently.

  Under the deck, the countless heavenly soldiers in the spacious cabin stared in shock.

The crimson flames quickly dissipated, and on the charred floor, a child who looked less than ten years old, with two general horns tied to his head, wearing armor engraved with lotus leaf and lotus patterns, with a face that was a little confusing, slowly slowly stand up.

   Qiankun circle, mixed sky silk, fire-pointed gun, a little red between the eyebrows.

   Even the Heavenly Soldier, who has never seen it, has already guessed who is 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 at them coldly, and then looked back at the steel plate of the battleship that he had burned with a big hole behind him: "This pig's hood is shouting about building ships every day. Shipbuilding, I think his ship is not much different from tofu. Let's change tomorrow, see the prince of this book take a copy of him!"

   After saying that, his eyes turned to the group of heavenly soldiers lying on the ground: "Where are the people who were caught today?"

   None of the soldiers dared to raise their heads, only one of them quietly stretched out a hand, trembling and pointed to the stairs not far away.

   "Lead the way!"

   The Heavenly Soldier who was pointing the way hurriedly kowtowed, bowed and stood up and ran towards the stairs.

  …

   "What happened just now?" In the lower cabin, the old bearded general who hunted monkeys today looked at everyone in panic while holding his helmet.

  The crowd also looked at him in panic, not knowing why.

   "Enemy attack? Why is there an enemy attack here?"

   On the wall of the cabin, a smile slowly appeared on Yang Chan's face, who was handcuffed to a stake.

   At this time, the white clothes were already dyed red.

   "What are you laughing at?" shouted the old bearded man.

   "Laugh at you all as timid as mice!"

   "You!" Old Beard glanced at Yang Chan in disgust, and winked at the sidekick who was standing beside him: "Go out and have a look."

   The commander turned around and opened the wooden door, froze for a moment.