Chapter 1211: Chapter 371: Underestimating the Strength of Huaguo Mountain
Sun Wukong’s figure flickered, and he blocked Nezha’s front.
At this mont, a black staff appeared, smashing towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong sneered; usually, he was the one using a staff to strike others, but this was the first ti soone used a staff to strike him.
He directly punched forward, colliding with the black staff.
Bang.
A loud noise.
The staff hit Sun Wukong’s fist, producing a sound of tal clashing.
Sun Wukong’s body shook, and he retreated several steps.
“Interesting.”
Sun Wukong said with so surprise.
He didn’t use any weapon, but a single staff could shake him back; it was certainly a Supre.
“Be careful, they have three Supres.”
Nezha spoke, reminding Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong’s heart stirred; only one Supre had acted so far.
Where were the other two?
The next mont, an Immortal Sword flew out, slashing towards Sun Wukong’s head.
The second Supre also acted, nearly in a sneak attack attempt, killing towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong’s eyes flashed with golden light; he turned around and grabbed the Immortal Sword; the sharp blade couldn’t cause him any harm.
Then, Sun Wukong directly moved in to attack.
A figure was shaken out of the void by Sun Wukong, the opponent’s face full of horror.
The two Supre powerhouses were both filled with uncertainty, staring at Sun Wukong, their eyes flashing with captivating light.
They were all Demon Gods, mighty in strength.
This was only two Supres, where was the third one?
Sun Wukong was sowhat puzzled, just about to ask this question.
Behind him, Nezha suddenly attacked, holding a blood-red Longsword, directly stabbing into Sun Wukong’s body.
The people of Huaguo Mountain couldn’t help but exclaim.
They hadn’t expected Nezha to suddenly strike against Sun Wukong.
“The third Supre.”
Nezha pointed at himself, smiling widely.
Sun Wukong also smiled, his body turned to ashes and dispersed.
Almost simultaneously, an identical Sun Wukong appeared behind “Nezha,” the Jingu Bang smashing directly on his body.
Bang.
“Nezha” was hit, spurting a mouthful of blood and flying out.
Sun Wukong held the Jingu Bang and chased after him.
The other two Supres quickly acted, stopping Sun Wukong, protecting “Nezha.”
“Nezha,” injured, glared viciously at Sun Wukong, asking, “How did you see through it?”
Clearly, this one before him wasn’t the real Nezha, rely transford, deliberately setting a trap for Sun Wukong to injure him smoothly.
Sun Wukong smiled faintly, said, “Your Illusion Technique is indeed good, but don’t forget, Old Sun is the ancestor of the Art of Transformation.”
Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, “Nezha” had a sowhat dark expression.
He knew he had underestimated Sun Wukong, thinking his Art of Transformation couldn’t possibly be seen through, even by Sun Wukong’s Eyes of Golden Fla.
Only now did he realize he had overestimated himself.
Sun Wukong not only saw through it but turned the tables on him, severely injuring him.
“Nezha’s” appearance changed, transforming into a flood dragon.
“The Divine Flood Dragon clan, you are the Divine Flood Dragon Ancestor.”
Sun Wukong unveiled the opponent’s identity.
However, he was sowhat confused, never having heard of the Divine Flood Dragon clan once being Haotian God’s subordinates; why did they want to attack him.
“Sun Wukong, you are smart indeed, but it’s a pity, even if you see through our sche, the result is inevitable, even if you’re rebellious, you can’t possibly stop the siege of three Supres.”
The Divine Flood Dragon Ancestor spoke, full of murderous intent.
“Sun Wukong, today you can’t escape with wings; here we have already set up a seal, neither the Ancestral Dragon nor the Heavenly Court can sense the activity of Huaguo Mountain, even if we break the skies here, they will feel nothing.”
“A Duke Fish? Interesting, I wonder how it tastes roasted.”
Sun Wukong glanced at him.
Horizontal Duke Fish grinned ferociously and said, “I also want to taste monkey brains.”
The other Supre, was Kui Ox.
His gaze bright, staring at Sun Wukong, said, “This Demon Monkey’s brain is surely delicious, I’ve already imagined that taste.”
Hearing their words, Sun Wukong suddenly laughed.
His laughter was bright and sunny, but his eyes were chilling and terrifying.
His gaze swept over the three Supres, Sun Wukong asked in return, “What do you think this place is? Is it Huaguo Mountain?”
They exchanged glances, sowhat puzzled.
“Huaguo Mountain is not a place where you can act recklessly.”
A voice rang out, the old ox soared to the sky.
As he charged out, a group of powerful individuals rushed out.
They surrounded the three Supres, their faces full of cold smiles.
The Divine Flood Dragon Ancestor and others were sowhat stunned, suddenly realizing they had underestimated the other powerhouses of Huaguo Mountain.
They rely thought Huaguo Mountain only had one Sun Wukong who could fight Supre powerhouses, but ignored Huaguo Mountain’s other powerhouses.
Feeling the aura of the Bodhisattva Guanyin and others, the Divine Flood Dragon Ancestor and others were a bit unsure.
If these individuals joined forces, they might not be unable to block the Supre.
At this mont, they realized Huaguo Mountain was sowhat different from their imagination; their strength was strong.
It might not be certain that three Supres could take down Sun Wukong.
“You bold Demon Fiend, dare to act recklessly at Huaguo Mountain, this poor monk sends you to Western Heaven.”
Fahai’s eyes widened angrily.
“You won’t enter hell, who will enter hell? Since you all ca, I’ll send you to hell.”
Ksitigarbha’s hands clasped together, his gaze bright; at this mont, he surprisingly had a demonic nature.
“Great Saint, go! Crush their flesh!”
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