I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"Junior Brother Sha, don't panic, slow down and talk slowly. Who caught Master? Is it related to this idiot making trouble again?"

Sun Wukong, who heard Shensha God's cry, immediately forgot about his escape plan, walked to the side of the two juniors and talked, and then gave Zhu Bajie next to him a hard look.

Zhu Bajie was taken aback by Monkey King's ferocious appearance, knowing that the elder brother seemed to be in an extremely bad mood, and he must not hit the muzzle of the gun.

Otherwise, if these hundreds of catties were used as a punching bag for nothing, it would be empty talk to find someone to reason with, because Master and Junior Brother Sha are both masters who are good at being peacemakers with Si Ni.

"Brother Monkey, don't wrong me. My old pig has made great efforts in fighting the enemy this time. If you don't believe me, ask Brother Sha."

Zhu Bajie, who covered his ears with his hands, retorted, but Monkey King didn't have time to argue with him, so he said:

"Even if you didn't make any trouble just now, you still wanted to be disrespectful to Master! My old grandson will remember everything for you first, and we will figure it out after Master is rescued."

Monkey King didn't give Zhu Bajie a chance to talk back after he finished speaking, and turned his head to look at the honest and steady Monk Sha, motioning him to explain the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

"Second senior brother and I fought with the goddess from Xiyi all night, and we ended up with a dead end. When the sun rises tomorrow, the two of them will leave immediately."

"Then, the second senior brother and I returned to the top of the mountain where we gathered earlier, but we didn't find any trace of Master at all."

"Eldest brother, master is not someone who likes to run around by himself, he must have been captured while we were fighting the enemy!"

Sun Wukong just wanted to refute when he heard the words, but he suddenly remembered what happened when he used the law of covenant.

The ancient covenant between the Goddess of the Earth and the Hero of Steel can only be cast in the face of multiple Godslayers, and at that time, besides Luo Cuilian, there must be another Godslayer.

And if this godslayer is the one who beheaded the Bull Demon King and others, even a master with strong combat power may be knocked down and taken away in two or three hits.

Being able to instantly kill the Bull Demon King and other six demon kings in a short period of time, this intuitive display of strength has already made Monkey King realize what a powerful enemy his four masters and apprentices will face.

In line with the idea of ​​working together, Sun Wukong told his two junior brothers all his thoughts, and asked them to help them think about how to rescue the master.

Shen Sha Shen fell into deep thought after listening, but Zhu Bajie quit.

"If God Slayer was really that strong, Master would have been killed long ago."

"Even if he wasn't killed, he must have been used as a bait to lure the three of us to throw ourselves into the net. Wouldn't it be a group annihilation?"

Zhu Bajie finished his analysis with a sigh. After such a preliminary preparation, he finally said what he really wanted to say:

"Why don't we just break up? We're not going to learn Buddhist scriptures now, let's go our separate ways."

"Idiot, I think your skin is itchy again?"

Sun Wukong grabbed Zhu Bajie by the collar and pulled him over, but Zhu Bajie did not give in easily this time, instead he asked:

"I waited to appear in the world with the body of disobedience. I was born as a demon when I was a demon. I have never worshiped Tang Sanzang as my teacher. Why are you so persistent?"

Sun Wukong's already raised fists stopped in mid-air, and a pair of golden eyes that seemed to be on fire stared at Zhu Bajie for a long time, but finally let go of him.

"Yeah, maybe you're right, Second Junior Brother, after all, Master hasn't enlightened you two yet."

Monkey King calmed down the anger in his heart, and his irritable temper seemed to be appeased by some invisible thing. He looked in the direction of Tokyo City.

"But my grandson is different!"

"My old grandson was able to break through the damned 'Bi Mawen' seal this time, all thanks to Master's help, how can we not repay this kindness?"

After finishing speaking, Monkey King turned away in a somersault, leaving only a farewell sentence.

"Marshal Canopy and General Roller, take care of yourself, my old grandson is going to save Master!!"

Looking at the back of Monkey King who had disappeared without a trace, Zhu Bajie and Shensha God stood in the air for a long time in silence, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.

At the same time, in a ramen restaurant in an unnamed town.

Miyamoto Musashi and Xuanzang Sanzang were eating a steaming breakfast, both of them had happy smiles on their faces, as if the ordinary ramen in front of them was delicious.

After eating almost half full, Miyamoto Musashi raised his eyes to Xuanzang Sanzang who was sitting opposite, and asked tentatively:

"Dear Sanzang, did you carefully read the information sent by the King of Heroes before you came to this world?"

Xuanzang Sanzang, who was sucking on the vegetable ramen, shook his head, and replied after eating the ramen:

"No, it feels too troublesome. Even if there are any special things in this different world, you should go to self-realization through practice."

"Sure enough, no wonder Tripitaka would do such a thing."

Miyamoto Musashi sighed when he heard the words, and then told the other party about his experience of coming here, and explained in detail what the existence of the God of Disobedience is.

"To put it simply, mere existence can bring natural disasters and man-made disasters to mankind. It is the enemy of mankind, and also the enemy of our heroic spirits who guard the history of mankind."

"Eh???"

Xuanzang Sanzang immediately screamed, his clear and bright eyes widened, and the skirt of his chest trembled and heaved a few times as his body leaned back.

"In other words, is Wukong in this world a bad person? Is it wrong for me to save him from the seal?"

"Well, it can be roughly understood in this way. It seems that you have noticed the seriousness of the situation."

"According to what Musashi-san said, the godslayer and the disobedient god are hostile, right? But the snake demon who fought against Bajie and the others last night is also a disobedient god?"

Hearing Xuanzang Sanzang's question, Miyamoto Musashi didn't feel that there was anything wrong. After gulping down the soup below, he responded:

"You mean Athena?"

"Although she is indeed a god of disobedience, and she is even considered to be one of the top in strength, she seems to have turned from darkness to light and chose to serve under the command of Lord Weng of the Mountain."

After explaining the special case, Miyamoto Musashi put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked straight at Xuanzang Sanzang and suggested:

"That's why I dragged you away in such a hurry last night. You'd better not get involved in this matter again. The crusade against the disobedient god will be carried out by Lord Weng of the Mountain."

"impossible!"

Before Miyamoto Musashi could finish speaking, Xuanzang Sanzang directly shook his head and rejected the other party's proposal, his eyes flashed with complex colors, and he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:

"Whether it is Wukong in this world or Wukong in that world, in my opinion, they are all my disciples. As a master, how can you watch your disciples be killed?"

Xuanzang Sanzang picked up the bamboo hat and put it on his head, stretched out his hand to hold the tin stick leaning against the table, stood up and walked out with Buddhist rituals.

"Don't worry, Musashi-sama."

"The poor monk will use the sublime Dharma to turn the three villains and prodigal sons back. Even if they are just mountain monsters now, I will save them into Buddhism!"

Chapter 269 The Witch Beyond Human Intelligence

"Although it is unreasonable, this is indeed the style of Sanzang's relatives, a master who is extremely strict with his disciples."

Looking at the back of Xuanzang Sanzang leaving, Miyamoto Musashi couldn't help sighing, and put down the idea of ​​persuasion in his heart.

"After all, he is a legendary figure who has crossed ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties on foot, so how could he be overwhelmed by the difficulties in front of him?"

After Miyamoto Musashi came out of the shop, he didn't go after Westwalker anymore, but chose to return to Tokyo to tell the old man of the mountain.

"Well, the old man seems to be quite a talkative person, so he should agree to Tripitaka's actions, right?"

Talking to himself like this, Miyamoto Musashi turned into a spirit body and disappeared in place. At the same time, a group of uninvited guests who hid their whereabouts landed on the Japanese island.

On the golden sandy beach that stretches for tens of miles, a white girl with bare feet is looking at the blue sea with her hands behind her back. The sea breeze blowing head-on blows off the girl's white sun hat.

The sea breeze that suddenly rose a few gradients forced the Caucasian girl to raise her hand to hold down the sun hat, but it also exposed her face hidden under the brim of the hat.

She looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, and her sapphire blue eyes seemed to hide extraordinary wisdom, and her golden curly hair depicted elegant curves, reflecting her extremely upright beauty.

The soft chirping of seagulls caught the girl's attention, and she raised her head to look at the birds soaring in the sky, with an elegant smile on her face.

Although she is only a young girl, her every move shows restrained grace and nobility, which is more elegant than a lady, just like a queen.

The waves hit the beach and made a 'swipe' sound. The girl's sight had already moved away from the bird and turned to the higher sky, with a look of regret on her beautiful face.

"It seems to be a bit late, otherwise last night, I could have collected at least six copies of the magic power of the disobedient god."

A clear but charming voice came out of the girl's mouth, but this soliloquy was just heard by a visitor.

"Genivia, although I know you are anxious to collect spell power, I don't want you to get carried away."

"Although we don't know what happened here last night, we can't afford to provoke the strength of being able to suppress the six disobedient gods in such a short period of time."

Genivia didn't refute when he heard the words, but turned around slowly, raised his small head and looked at the knight with the blue hood in front of him.

"Mr. Lancelot, are you still willing to believe in me, be loyal to me, and follow me?"

"Of course, that's the only thing beyond doubt."

Lancelot clasped his right hand on his chest, lowered his head deeply while kneeling on one knee, and the big hood covered the knight's face and expression.

"Don't be so serious, I have always trusted Sir Lancelot so much."

While speaking, Guinevia took two steps forward to help Lancelot up, and explained:

"Until I revive the King of the End, I absolutely cannot die, so no matter what I do, I will be extremely cautious."

"You know, the enemies we are facing are godslayers and disobedient gods, and none of them are easy to deal with."

Genivia's eyes are full of cold reason. As a descendant of the snake god, she is a witch beyond human intelligence, but at the same time, her identity as the ancestor of the god makes her very unpopular.

"Don't worry, Sir Lancelot."

"This time, we are just pushing the handle from behind. We don't need to get involved too deeply. As long as we are careful, there will be no danger."

Seeing this, Lancelot was relieved, and then leaned down to report to Guinevere:

"The things you ordered have been done. The ancestor of North America, Anxiela, was seriously injured by the Godslayer in the United States. I took this opportunity to bring her back."

"Oh?"

Genivia fell into deep thought when she heard the words, as if she was sorting out the plan that had been planned long ago, and after confirming that there were no omissions, she lightly opened her lips and said:

"It seems that the last piece of the puzzle is also perfect, and the time for the Monkey King to regain his berserk and heaven-defying posture is now!"

Just when Guinevia was holding the wisdom beads and pointing the country, Lancelot suddenly remembered something and reminded:

"By the way, the American Godslayer seems to be coming after him. In order to prevent him from causing unnecessary interference to the plan, let's act quickly."

Genivia didn't panic, and while walking along the beach left a series of petite footprints, she responded:

"The more godslayers come, the better. That monkey has already used the covenant once, but it just happened to be convenient for me to attack."

"You just know what to do, where are you going next?"

Lancelot, who had fulfilled his duty of reminder, asked, and at the same time carefully called out the god horse, for fear that the fluctuation of his spell power would attract the godslayers in Tokyo.

"Let's go to Qixiong Shrine."

Genivia replied without thinking, her decisive tone showed the majesty of the superior, and at the same time made her seem inexplicably cute.

"It's not only hidden, but it's also a rare spiritual place, not to mention that I need to use the power of the Worship Witch."

Guinevere and Lancelot disappeared by the sea, but the American godslayer they just talked about has already set foot on the land of Japan, coming by plane.

Walking out of Tokyo's airport, a young American woman aged about 27 or [-] was trying to find a subway station.

Her name was Anne Charlton, aka John Pluto Smith, the devil hailed by the people of Los Angeles as a living legend.

Although the mysterious world generally believed that the king of North America was a man, Anne was indeed a woman, but no one knew that she had a double identity.

For example, now, although Anne's real purpose here is to find the ancestor Anshera, her nominal purpose is academic exchanges, because she has the status of a professor assistant in a certain university.

"It's been a long time since I traveled overseas. Since I killed the gods, I've been very busy, constantly fighting wizards, monsters, and demons."

Annie strolled leisurely on the streets of Japan. She felt strange for a long time since she hadn't been abroad, but fortunately, there was no problem in language communication.

"The days of being a superhero have come to an end. The next step is to kill Anxiela completely here. It's better to say hello to the mysterious forces in the local area first."

Thinking so, Annie took out her mobile phone, rummaged through the memo, and finally found the address of the Japanese Official History Compilation Committee.

"For a peaceful life, the double identity cannot be revealed. I'll act as my assistant as usual. Living is really tiring."

Chapter 2 Seventy If I become a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world; if I become a demon, what will the Buddha do to me?

"Second senior brother, is this the first time you've said the disgruntled words of disbanding? And how many times have you left the senior brother in anger?"

High in the sky, Shensha God with round eyes questioned Zhu Bajie, his hand holding the Zen stick was clenched with blue veins, one can imagine the anger in his heart at this time.

"Eldest senior brother was chased away by master the few times he left. What does it have to do with my old pig?"

Zhu Bajie, with his belly puffed out, responded indifferently, but Shensha God, who saw everything in his eyes from the beginning to the end, told the truth.

"Without your second senior brother who fanned the flames, how could the master have the heart to drive away the senior brother?"

Zhu Bajie didn't argue too much when he heard the words, he raised his hand and waved his wide sleeves, and turned around to leave while riding the clouds.

"Since we've already disbanded, then I'll go back to my Gao Laozhuang, and you go back to your Liusha River. I'll see you in the future, Brother Sha."

As soon as the words fell, Shensha God stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Bajie's thick arm, and asked sharply: