fifth form

Chapter 3679 Internal Trouble
"Peacock King, stop chasing! Master Zhunti isn't here!"

"I've already thrown away the blood-dissolving box, so stop bothering me!"

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Zhang Xuezhou's flying and leaping skills were indeed superior to those of the Peacock King, but he would find it difficult to shake off the Peacock King in the short term.

Like the Demon Lord Tiger Feather, the Peacock King was pursuing him relentlessly, almost to the death.

As Zhang Xuezhou used the Cloud Technique to continuously increase his speed, the Peacock King also continuously increased his speed until they both entered supersonic speed.

This speed exceeded the level previously demonstrated by the Peacock King, and Zhang Xuezhou was truly at a loss.

While he is the fastest flyer in the real world, he is not far ahead in the Three Realms; there are quite a few skilled flyers who are at a similar level to him.

He didn't mind fighting the Peacock King, but Zhenyuan Shenjun was waiting for him to heal him. Once they were separated, it would be much more difficult to reunite. Moreover, he also wanted to take the Investiture of the Gods that Yang Jian had taken out.

"We must find an opportunity to use the favoritism technique!"

If Zhang Xuezhou had any other way to get rid of the Peacock King, it would be to find an opportunity to use his favor.

The five hundred miles traveled in an instant was enough to quickly extend the distance, but he couldn't help but worry about how to reunite with Zhenyuan Shenjun, Yang Jian, and the others.

Zhang Xuezhou's vision was a vast expanse of white; everything before him was like fleeting shadows.

If he could see anything clearly, it would only be the Peacock King maintaining a relative speed.

The other person's eyes were like those of someone looking at a dead man, and Zhang Xuezhou tried to communicate with them for a long time without getting a single response.

After giving up on verbal persuasion, Zhang Xuezhou could only keep looking for opportunities to use his favoritism.

Firstly, Zhang Xuezhou needed to switch to the vicinity of the Path of Favor. Secondly, he needed to slow down, otherwise the inertial speed after the shuttle would cause him to crash at high speed through the rocks and soil, and even an iron body could not withstand such resistance and impact.

However, slowing down from the pursuit without being hit by the Peacock King is indeed quite difficult for him, since it is difficult for an ordinary person to turn around when being chased by a dog.

"Wait a minute, I think I overlooked something!"

Zhang Xuezhou realized he had overlooked something very important: he had developed a habit of running away over the years, but his actual abilities were not bad.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that the outcome of his fight with Kong Ning in the Realm of Selflessness should be similar to that of the Peacock King.

The Peacock King is a smaller version of the Zhunti Sect Master. His Five-Colored Divine Light can counter magic weapons, but Zhang Xuezhou has rarely used magic weapons in recent years. Apart from his small Qiankun bag, he has no other treasures.

As long as he could protect the small Qiankun bag, Zhang Xuezhou was not afraid of the Five-Colored Divine Light.

Slightly changing direction, Zhang Xuezhou quickly withdrew the Cloud Technique he had released, reached for the small Qiankun bag, and then swallowed it into his stomach.

In a mere instant, his body was struck by the Peacock King, and he tumbled wildly through the air dozens of times.

Before Zhang Xuezhou could regain his balance, the Peacock King's attacks came one after another.

"Bah!"

The repeated blows did not injure Zhang Xuezhou. However, the small Qiankun bag he had swallowed made him want to vomit repeatedly. Amidst the repeated impacts, he reached out and grabbed the feathers of the Peacock King, pulling them into his palm before leaping onto its back.

Before the Peacock King's five-colored divine light could sweep him away, Zhang Xuezhou's reversed Eight-Nine Arcane Technique was activated, and his body quickly manifested as a three-zhang, five-zhang, seven-zhang, and nine-zhang physique.

The heavy, mountain-like pressure pressed down, causing the Peacock King to plummet straight down, losing all its previous agility and flight.

"You really think I'm a pushover!" A fist flashing with golden light slammed down, and the Peacock King's body was filled with bursts of blue demonic power, while his neck twisted and beckoned back.

The stinging pain in Zhang Xuezhou's body and the wailing of the Peacock King occurred almost simultaneously, and the two of them plummeted rapidly from the sky.

Amidst the repeated pecking and heavy punches, Zhang Xuezhou felt that this fighting style was even simpler than when targeting Kong Ning.

"Get your head straight!"

The close-quarters combat of a person who has attained sainthood through physical prowess is indeed very advantageous. Relying on the fact that his physical body is unbreakable, Zhang Xuezhou and the Peacock King repeatedly entangled and fought each other.

The Peacock King's demonic body, which had undergone the Heavenly Tribulation, was clearly inferior to his. To be honest, Zhang Xuezhou was missing the Deer-Slaying Knife.

Without the guidance of magic, the Deer-Slaying Knife is likely unaffected by the Five-Colored Divine Light and the Seven Treasures Tree, and it would also be difficult to induce a backlash from the magic weapon.

After all, both he and Zhenyuan Shenjun retained their clothes and other belongings after their repeated battles, which means that their abilities are extremely effective against treasures that require refining. However, they are less effective against weapons that do not require refining, and even the Yu Chang Sword may not be affected by them.

"Your Kong Ning is still in my hands!"

After Zhang Xuezhou delivered a series of powerful blows and mentioned Kong Ning, a hint of life returned to the Peacock King's eyes, which had previously regarded Zhang Xuezhou as a dead man.

"Holy...Holy Son...I...I...I have been controlled by Zhunti for many years. My karma is so deep that I have almost become his external avatar. I have no control over my own behavior!"

When they retaliated again, the Peacock King not only regained some of his senses, but also recognized Zhang Xuezhou's past identity because of their flying skills.

Although the Peacock King still couldn't control his attacking behavior, Zhang Xuezhou no longer had the idea of ​​beating the other party to the point of crippling him.

"You're a pitiful demon too. The struggle between the Celestial Court, Kunlun, and the Western Sect may be about to begin. From now on, you'd better pray for your own survival!"

Grabbing the Peacock King by the neck, Zhang Xuezhou continued to fall, chanting incantations as his nine-zhang-tall (approximately 33 meters) massive body vanished from the Peacock King's demonic form in an instant.

"Ah~"

The instantaneous disappearance of the target caused the Peacock King to let out a painful cry of retribution for the failed mission, accompanied by the pain of his mind being controlled and unable to be free. He let out a heavy wail and tumbled to the ground.

But as his body fell and crashed to the ground, the Peacock King's body trembled uncontrollably, and his wings forcefully stopped the fall.

After tumbling several times on the ground, the Peacock King stared blankly at his own body, which he couldn't even manage to harm or commit suicide.

Like training a dog, his behavior patterns were repeatedly trained by the Master Zhunti for thousands of years, and his body had developed an instinct to obey, which he was unable to get rid of.

Even if Kong Ning were right in front of him, and the leader of the Zhunti Sect had given the order to kill him, his body would still choose to obey.

For the Peacock King, there was no way to break the deadlock; it was a darkness that seemed to stretch endlessly.

Lying prostrate on the ground, feeling the conditioned reflex spasms caused by the failure of his mission, the torment in the heart of the Peacock King was unimaginable.

"I have researched a technique to remove karma, which can free the Great King from my control, but you will need to accept my control in the future. Is the Great King willing to give it a try?"

It was unclear how much time had passed before the Peacock King heard a steady voice coming from behind him.

The face of the Buddha's disciple came into view. He had also been manipulated, but his eyes were clear and transparent, and he showed no signs of bodily convulsions due to the failure of the mission.

While seemingly obeying the commands of the two religious leaders, the Buddha's disciple had already quietly researched a way to break the curse.

Compared to the supreme and irrefutable will of the two religious leaders, the Buddha's son has always been known for his gentleness and has a great reputation in the Western religion.

The Peacock King tilted his head and pondered for a long time before nodding emphatically in agreement.