I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

With the first ringing of the evening bell, the man on the mountain who seemed to be asleep opened his eyes. He had been standing here waiting for a long time.

The trees by the sea were blown and bent because of the approaching hurricane, and the overwhelming waves rushed towards the towns on the shore.

The overwhelming situation is so grand that people feel desperate from the bottom of their hearts, and feel that they have nothing to do but wait for death quietly.

The man on the mountain will undoubtedly bear the brunt of the first wave of impact, but his posture standing on the sword is as steady as a rock, looking at the place where the sea and the sky meet before making a move.

"Hey—!"

The second ringing of the bell followed the lingering sound of the former one, and the oscillating bell directly canceled out the roar of the Bull Demon King, and at the same time scattered a large area of ​​the demonic cloud and wind in the sky.

The thunder and lightning dragon swimming in the black clouds seemed to be pinched by the neck, and the spreading dead air penetrated into the mist of the clouds, eroding away the demonic power scattered in the air.

The old man of the mountain who moved after hearing the bell finally moved, and the sword of death pulled from the ground lightly touched the surface of the sea.

In an instant, the earth-shattering tsunami receded and disappeared, and the peace and tranquility as usual was restored.

At some point, the ferocious figure of the Weng of the Mountain, like a demon swordsman, dissipated away lifelessly in the underworld fire, and the Grim Reaper, who heard clearly the will of the destiny, embarked on a new journey of assassination.

The six demon kings Qiqi, who sensed that something was wrong, stopped, stopped in the air and held their breath, exchanging glances with each other. Although their faces were serious, they were not overly surprised.

"Is it the godslayer? Or, will it be the local god?"

Wearing a polished silver polished iron helmet, the Bull Demon King guessed, his bull's eyes were like mirrors, his blushing brows were twisted together, and he was holding a huge ax like a door panel tightly in his hand.

"Brother, it doesn't matter whether he is a godslayer or another god, is there any place in the whole world that we can't go to when we get together?"

King Yu Tamarin, known as the Great Sage of Exorcism, didn't pay attention to the enemies who might be blocking him, but his self-confidence and arrogance were not without reason.

Each of the seven demon kings who formed a bond with Jinlan has extraordinary means and unrivaled supernatural powers. Even if ordinary gods encounter one of them, they will subconsciously back away, so as not to cause disputes.

Even the Heavenly Court, which made up its mind to wipe out the demon kings, dispatched a full hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, led by gods who are good at fighting, and then formally set off to descend to the mortal world.

Even though the demon kings who were united with Jinlan in the end were still defeated and scattered, and some of them were even missing in the end, and they were suspected to have died in battle.

However, as a folk reckless that can challenge an official organization like Tianting, the strength of the Seven Great Saints can be seen.

After hearing King Yu Tamarin's words, other demon kings also echoed, and Demon King Peng directly mentioned:

"This time, the seventh brother summoned us from the myth with the covenant. He must have encountered some serious trouble, so we can't waste any more time."

"Hey, I guess the seventh brother may have challenged his entire god system, otherwise, if he fights alone, he really has never been afraid of anyone."

Jiao Demon King tried to express a possibility, and his idea really touched Sun Wukong's heart.

At that time, because of Bi Mawen's incident, he could tear up the flag and create a rebellion in the heavenly court. Now he has been tricked and suppressed by foreign gods for more than 300 years, and his hatred and hatred can catch up with Xitian Tathagata.

The leading Bull Demon King made up his mind after hearing this, and at the same time, he was full of confidence in the strength of his party. He waved his big hand and was about to speak but was interrupted by the Macaque King next to him.

"Huh? Listen, where did the bell come from?"

The macaque macaque king with sharp eyes and ears heard the sound of the second evening bell ending, but the other demon kings who listened attentively failed to catch the sound that represented the countdown to their destiny.

"Maybe it's some bald donkey on Dongying Island who is ringing the bell. It's fifth brother. Your hearing is too sharp, so there's no need to pay too much attention to it."

The Bull Demon King, who didn't pay attention to the sound of the bell, said so, then swung his thick arms and bumped a pair of axes, and the sound of heavy breathing came from the nose of the bull wearing a nose ring.

"Let's go, the seventh brother should be in a hurry later."

The bull devil greeted and drove the clouds under his feet again, his eyes flashed with crazy fighting intent, like a fighting bull seeing the red cloth.

"Isn't it said that there are also three big monsters in Dongpu? This time, we, the Seven-day Great Sage, will let these monsters in these small rural places have a good look at what is called the demon king of the world!"

At the moment when the Bull Demon King's voice fell, the third sound of the evening bell resounded from the distant sky, echoing endlessly in the open sky and the sea.

The next moment, a cold and heavy whisper echoed in the ears of the six demon kings, and the icy breath of death permeated everyone's body.

"Those who have stepped into the end of death have no way of turning back. The evening bell has revealed your name and taboo. This sword of death shall behead your head!"

Chapter 265 The Lord of the Mountain: Another perfect assassination

In response to the sound of the coming evening bell, before the figure of the old man of the mountain fully appeared in the eyes of the six demon kings, the sword of death in his hand chopped off No.1's head.

The one who was assassinated first was the Macaque King. He was the only one who caught the second sound of the evening bell. Naturally, he was very lucky to be revealed his name and destiny first.

"Listen, the bell is ringing!"

The pale white skull mask of the old man of the mountain was fully displayed in the eyes of all the demon kings at the moment of the macaque king's death. Following a deep murmur, the big black sword stained with blood was slowly moved upward by him again. raised up.

"This is the end of your destiny..."

Immediately after the words fell, the head of the lion and camel king fell. The monster king with the power to move mountains was vulnerable to the ordinary giant sword, and his body like steel and iron bones could not delay the advance of the sharp sword at all. .

"Follow it and liberate your soul."

After beheading two demon kings in a row, the pace of the old man of the mountain still did not stop.

He stepped on the vibrating accent of the evening bell and walked towards the remaining four demon kings. The unparalleled sword energy was fused with the power of death that could deprive people of life.

Jiaolong and Dapeng were cut down by the sword one after another, and King Yu Tamarin followed in his footsteps. Of the six demon kings who attacked with a show of power, only the Bull Demon King remained in a short while.

"This is the last chance to enjoy a peaceful sleep."

The headless bodies of the disobedient gods turned into angel feathers flying all over the sky, flying down towards the sea and the earth, creating a beautiful scene.

The dark cloudy sky once again returned the home court to the bright moon and the stars, and the faint moonlight shone on the old man of the mountain, creating a sense of solemnity and solemnity.

He took the last step and came in front of the only demon king left, his eyes glistening red met the other's eyes full of murderous intent, but the hand that picked up the big sword never hesitated.

"Death Feather, beheaded—"

Bull Demon King's eyes were wide open with anger, and his long red-like eyebrows were knotted together due to anger. He opened his bloody mouth as if roaring silently, but no matter how hard his body struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of fate.

With a quick flash of the knife, the famous Bull Demon King was sent back to the mythology by Lian Brothers not long after he appeared on the stage. Even swinging an ax to fight back is an extravagant hope.

From the birth of the six demon kings to the head-on beheading by the old man of the mountain, the time for all the processes was only a quarter of an hour, and the process of fighting was over in only a few seconds.

Killing a monster in one step, the old man of the mountain with a big sword never said a word of nonsense from the beginning to the end, as cold as if he had no emotion at all, until the assassination came to a perfect conclusion.

Even in Little Garden, it is easy for a three-figure mountain man to kill a four-figure Bull Demon King, the difference is at most that he will slash a few more swords.

As for Sun Wukong, who bears the name of a half-star spirit, if both exist in three digits, it will take a lot of time to distinguish between the two, but the old man of the mountain can directly kill ten thousand people.

Even the Queen of Halloween, who has a combat power comparable to double digits, was lost to the superposition of the big move of the mountain man. After all, even the sun has a lifespan.

"The extra people have been sent away. Next, it's time to examine the strength level of my registered disciple. If she can win this battle, she will be allowed to challenge my trial."

After muttering a word to himself, the old man of the mountain once again hid his posture in the dark fire, leaving only the calm of the night.

At the same time, in the volcano group.

Luo Cuilian and Sun Wukong, the old rivals who fought a hundred years ago, spontaneously confront each other, while Athena, who has regained her girlish posture, confronts Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha alone.

Xuanzang Sanzang consciously sat by the side and watched the play. Although she herself has extraordinary strength, she usually doesn't use it very much when she has an apprentice by her side.

After all, the disciples must be given opportunities to be handsome and loyal, and Xuanzang Sanzang was also happy to see the heroic appearance of the disciples in battle.

"It would be great if I could watch while eating vegetarian food. I used to stand by the side to cheer for Wukong on the way to learn scriptures."

Thinking so, Xuanzang Sanzang suddenly saw the two cows brought by Shensha God, hesitation and struggle appeared in his eyes, and he said silently with Buddhist ritual:

"Jigong, who is as famous as the poor monk and passed down to later generations, once said, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha keeps it in his heart'. Can this sentence be true..."

Just when Xuanzang Sanzang fell into Zen meditation because of the problem of eating, the strong smell of gunpowder was already getting stronger in the air, and it was about to explode at one point.

"Monkey, let's see the outcome of the unfinished battle a hundred years ago tonight!"

Luo Cuilian, who was dressed in a snow-white Hanfu, moved her fists and feet and opened her hands. Her face did not show the usual gentleness, but she had the feeling of a heroine fighting with swords.

"The majestic God of Heroes in China was actually designed to be harmed by foreign gods. How did you make such a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace? In terms of strategy, who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me in China?"

Luo Cuilian's questioning directly hit Sun Wukong's pain, the monkey holding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel scratched its ears and cheeks, and responded stiffly:

"Who hasn't made a mistake yet? Even the Tathagata of the Western Paradise has done wrong things? My old grandson is a fall, and there is still some responsibility for this."

Dancing the steel rod in his hand like a flower, Sun Wukong's eyes have entered the state of burning eyes, and he stared at Luo Cuilian provocatively:

"Little girl, don't say that I, Monkey King, bully you, if you want to fight, do it now, and wait until the six brothers of my old grandson come, and you will have no chance!"

Hearing this, Luo Cuilian immediately jumped out and raised her palm to stamp on Monkey King, but there was a contemptuous smile on her face, and she said with a cold snort:

"Seven Heavens Great Sage?"

"I didn't expect you, monkey, to move other rescuers, but it doesn't matter, no matter how few people you call, it's just giving my master power."

Luo Cuilian didn't pay attention to Sun Wukong's words, which were enough to shake the opponent's mind, and concentrated all her attention on the battle with Monkey King.

Although she didn't know where the old man of the mountain had gone, Luo Cuilian knew that with the speed of the other party, she would definitely find Monkey King before her, and the reason for not being there now must be to kill others.

Compared with the four masters and apprentices here, there are several people, but the six disobedient demon kings in the other place can make a round with one person, Luo Cuilian, who knows a little about the old man of the mountain, thought so.

After listening to Luo Cuilian's words, although Sun Wukong was still hesitant, he did not believe that there was a godslayer in this world who could single-handedly defeat six demon kings who did not obey.

If the strength of the opponent is really strong to this point, the flexible Monkey King probably would have taken Xuanzang Sanzang to escape.

Although it is true that he is a fighter, but what is the point of fighting a battle that is destined to lose and still be crushed?

"Hmph! There are other godslayers in this world, maybe the brothers were stopped halfway and delayed."

As Sun Wukong muttered, he turned sideways to avoid Luo Cuilian's fierce attack, and the speed of his body's movement suddenly entered the realm of supernatural speed, so that even the godslayer could not catch it with his naked eyes.

"After my old grandson has cleaned up your little girl, I will go to the Bull Demon King and the others to meet up and make this Dongpu god system go to hell!!"

Chapter 266 Flying Phoenix on the Divine Mountain

Luo Cuilian was not at all interested in Sun Wukong's troublemaking plans. Anyway, Dongying was not her own territory, so even if it was completely destroyed after the First World War, she would not feel any distress at all.

Godslayers with extraordinary power and disobedient gods are natural disasters for human beings. This is a view that the mystical world has held since ancient times.

And because most disobedient gods are not easy to communicate with, the strong human beings have no choice but to move closer to the godslayers, seeking benefits while seeking shelter.

There must be many disobedient gods like Hayashi Sagyuki who hide behind the scenes and manipulate the country in this world, but gods who can choose to do so generally don't come out to make troubles casually.

Either they hate fighting like Sita, or they hate life like Susano, or they want to experience life in the world like Athena. There are countless reasons.

The reason why Sun Wukong rebelled against the myth and appeared in the world is unknown, but as the Monkey King, he must be an unstable master, far worse than the state of self-cultivation and self-cultivation when he defeated the Buddha.

The purpose of calling out Zhu Bajie's Shensha God is not only as a helper, but also to wait for an opportunity for them to take Xuanzang Sanzang to a safe place first.

Then, Monkey King can form an alliance with the six demon kings to reproduce the feat of rebellion against the sky, and challenge the entire pantheon of Dongying with the power of the seven-day sage, and beat him to the fullest.

And although he said that he wanted to get rid of Luo Cuilian as soon as possible, the experienced Monkey King never underestimated the God Killer.

After all, there must be something incomparably extraordinary about a guy who can successfully kill a god with a human body.

Even though he fought against Luo Cuilian more than a hundred years ago, the growth of monsters like the Godslayer cannot be measured by common sense, and the power usurped from various gods also needs to be carefully guarded against.

The arrogant heart of Qi Tian has not changed, but Sun Wukong has learned a lot after being entrapped by calculations. Even the strength used to test the depth of the enemy is enough to collapse the entire mountain.

Facing the iron rod weighing ten thousand catties, the bare-handed Luo Cuilian did not dare to hit it hard. Although her eyes could not catch the trajectory of Monkey King's attack, her sense of martial arts honed from years of martial arts practice could remind her at the most critical moment.

Although the effect of the power called 'Martial Sense' is similar to that of 'Sense of Intuition', it is not inborn, but a skill that is spontaneously comprehended by martial arts practitioners after breaking through to a certain level.

Although it is also to integrate oneself into the world to use "qi" to feel the changes in the environment and respond to them, it is not the same application mode as "environment".

Luo Cuilian's lithe figure is as dexterous as a flying swallow. While dodging repeatedly in the afterimage of Ruyi's golden cudgel, she also pays back to Monkey King with fierce fists, feet and palms.

The range of her moves is extremely short, but the angle is extremely tricky, and the force she exerts is also solid and heavy, even Monkey King with a strong and iron frame has to deal with it carefully.

Although he won't get hurt if he takes it hard with the strength of his body, the feeling of the force passing through the skin and into the body is very uncomfortable.

Since Luo Cuilian climbed to the summit of Huashan Lunjian, in the past 200 years, she has been challenged by countless talented masters as the leader, but she has won all of them by virtue of her superb and proficient martial arts.

Therefore, the evaluation and praise of Luo Cuilian by people in the martial arts is also ridiculously high-the person who is at the pinnacle of martial arts.

Although Luo Cuilian's overall strength may not be the strongest in the contemporary era, if she is willing to take second place in martial arts, then no one will claim to be number one in the world.

After a brief exchange of tricks, Luo Cuilian and Sun Wukong stepped back in a tacit understanding, looking at each other with seriousness and fighting intent.

"Your stick technique is still as superb as it was back then, monkey."

Flicking the sleeves of the Hanfu to her side, Luo Cuilian's eyes were full of obsession with martial arts, she moved her hands and feet slowly, and said:

"At that time, a dragon god appeared in Japan and caused a mess in Tokyo. It was you who subdued it with your superb stick skills. This scene is still fresh in my memory."

After hearing Luo Cuilian's praise, Sun Wukong showed a cheerful smile on his face, and responded:

"To each other, your fists, feet, and palms are still as sharp as before. Even my old grandson doesn't want to fight for no reason."

"Let's stop chatting here, the sky is about to dawn, and then let's do something real!"

Luo Cuilian with a dignified expression ended the continuation of the topic. The short truce between the two was not for rest, but for the sake of using stronger methods in the ensuing battle.

"The sky is clear, the earth is peaceful, and the human world is peaceful!——Drink!"