Hong Huang: Longevity! The List Of Gods Turned Into A Form

Chapter 196 The Witch Clan Blocks The Way

"That's it? Want to shake my body of a great witch? What a joke!"

Xiang Liu glanced at Sun Wukong disdainfully, if it wasn't because he was the core figure in Journey to the West and Star Tribulation, Xiang Liu would have wiped him out with that palm just now.

As a weak person, actually trying to throw a fist at the strong, this is the way to die!

"roll!"

Xiang Liu let out an angry roar, like a thunderclap, and Sun Wukong was so shocked that his blood surged.

But unexpectedly, Sun Wukong didn't flinch because of this, but went up to meet him, fully activated his nine-turn yuan kung fu, and in a flash of his body, he became a supporting ape!

"Four Monkeys in Confusion? Interesting, I'll play with him!"

Among the witch clan, Uncle Feng came out and looked at Monkey King with a smile on his face.

Although he was smiling, there was a chill in his face. Before the "750", when Monkey King was making trouble in the underworld, they wanted to take action, but Empress Houtu refused.

Now that they met again, how could he let go of Monkey King?

Feng Bo's speed was so fast that even Sun Wukong's divine sense couldn't keep up.

Before Sun Wukong could react, he felt a huge force coming from his ankle, and Sun Wukong's body suddenly lost his balance, he was pulled over violently, and fell heavily to the ground.

Monkey King didn't even have time to resist, so he was picked up by Feng Bo again and fell to the ground on the other side.

After repeated beatings like this for more than a dozen times, Sun Wukong is sure that his own meat must be particularly loose now, and it tastes delicious after being cooked, which is an excellent ingredient.

Sun Wukong's current appearance is miserable, not to mention his ragged clothes, his head is bleeding, his nose is bruised and his face is swollen.

It's also thanks to Sun Wukong's same batch of iron bones, otherwise, I'm afraid that he will be smashed into flesh by Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng would not let him go because of Sun Wukong being thrown. He threw Sun Wukong into the air, and then shot out like a sharp arrow, with white light shining on his hands. , Shot on Sun Wukong's body.

Sun Wukong's whole body was shot flying, and bright red blood spilled.

But Uncle Feng didn't want to let him go like this, he grabbed the palm of Monkey King who hadn't had time to retract it, and at the same time, made a fist with the other hand, and smashed it down at the joint of Monkey King's arm.

"Crack." A crisp sound of bones breaking came from Monkey King's arm, and the huge pain hit Monkey King's nerves.

As far as the physical body is concerned, even Sun Wukong, who has cultivated the Ninth Rank Yuan Gong, cannot be the opponent of these great witches.

Sun Wukong also has a ruthless heart from the bottom of his heart, I will not feel good, and I will not make you feel good.

Sun Wukong raised his still-movable left hand, concentrated all his mana in it, especially his index finger and thumb, and grabbed Feng Bo's throat.

The thumb and index finger couldn't bear such a force at all, even Sun Wukong's body was the same, the flesh and blood on the surface exploded all of a sudden, revealing the blue meridian inside and the white phalanx.

Although there are only bones left, Monkey King's castration is still unabated.

Feng Bo has no choice now, his hand is still holding Monkey King's right arm, at such a close body distance, he can't avoid Monkey King's throat-locking claw at all.

His actions are very obvious, compared with Monkey King, he has many advantages, for example, he has two hands.

He let go of his arm, and with one hand he took Sun Wukong's heart straight.

Feng Bo has always had confidence in his own body.

Although only the phalanx remains of the two fingers that contain Sun Wukong's full blow, their power cannot be stopped by a mortal body.

But it was this hopeful blow of Monkey King, but it was like hitting a piece of divine iron!

"boom!"

Sun Wukong's arm completely burst and shattered, but it only left a shallow white mark on Feng Bo's body.

The canopy behind was already speechless.

Exchange injuries with the big witch?

Please, the physical body of the witch clan is the strongest lineage in the prehistoric world, okay?

Even the Jiuzhuan Yuangong you practice is imitated from the body cultivation method of the Wu Clan.

Now that the pirated version meets the genuine one, do you still think you can win?

At this time, Feng Bo's other hand had already touched Monkey King's chest.

Sun Wukong's heart was under tremendous pressure, which made him unable to breathe. He also clearly felt the ribs in his chest were breaking, the muscles were rupturing, and his heart was being hit.

But at this time, the effect of the Nine Turns Yuan Gong was fully exerted.

Sun Wukong was reborn immediately with a drop of blood, recovered from his injuries, and retreated to the side with a sluggish expression.

Without a doubt, if it wasn't for the Jiuzhuan Yuangong, he would have died!

Of course, this is also the reason why Feng Bo didn't kill him, otherwise, even if the Jiuzhuan Yuangong has the effect of rebirth from a drop of blood, Monkey King will undoubtedly die.

Sun Wukong always thought that he was only inferior to others in terms of divine channels, but he never thought that even the ten-faced body that he thought was the strongest was extremely fragile.

A deep sense of frustration rose in Sun Wukong's heart.

"Why are you showing mercy!"

Sun Wukong asked unwillingly.

He could see that the deal was to keep his hand, but he couldn't find the reason for the deal to keep his hand.

"You are too weak to die by my hands."

Uncle Feng made up a random reason, ignored Monkey King, grabbed Tang Seng and left a word, then left.

"If you want to save your master, hurry up and find a rescue soldier!"

Sun Wukong had never been defeated so badly before, his eyes dimmed a bit, making the canopy on the side feel a little unbearable, and said.

"Eldest brother, don't take it to heart. Those 1.2 guys are ancient witches. They are a generation older than Subhuti Buddha. You have only practiced for a long time. It is normal that you are not their opponent."

"The ancient witch clan? What is that?"

The words of the canopy made Sun Wukong barely cheer up.

It turns out that there is an existence a generation higher than Subhuti Buddha, so it's no wonder that he is no longer an opponent.

Thinking of this, Monkey King felt a little better, and then asked the canopy.

"I don't know about this, even if I heard someone say it back then, I don't know about such a long time ago.

"You just need to know that the great witches of the witch clan are all powerful men who are equivalent to quasi-sages.

Canopy said vaguely.

He is not interested in continuing to popularize science for this monkey.

Why should he do the job that was supposed to be mentioned?