Journey to the West: The Ninth Life

All the monsters around heard Guanyin's words for a moment.

The eyes suddenly began to undergo some subtle changes.

Originally standing loosely, after looking at each other, with a tacit understanding, they gathered towards Monkey King who was seriously injured and unable to stand still.

Surround him layer by layer.

I have scruples in my heart, but I am eager to try.

You must know that this person in front of you is the legendary Monkey King.

Although he is not an Immortal Buddha, this title means the most powerful and powerful existence in the world.

In the past, any monster, even if it was a vicious monster, would not be able to restrain its fear and would not dare to be an enemy just by hearing the name of Monkey King.

Let alone a fight with him.

Let me ask, who dares to fight against a plague god, who wants to seek death when he has nothing to do?

And now.

This legendary figure was covered in blood and extremely weak.

Anyone who looked at it looked like an ordinary little character who could easily crush him to death.

Heart beats like a drum.

Plop plop.

The eyes of all the monsters were filled with ferocious redness and crazy calculations.

If anyone among them can seize today's opportunity, if anyone among them can kill Monkey King, Monkey King...

Hundreds of monsters with ulterior motives stared at Sun Wukong, who was unsteady and weak, and approached him step by step.

Monkey King suddenly laughed.

He didn't even look at the group of monsters that surrounded him, his eyes fell directly on Guanyin who was sitting in the air.

Using the golden cudgel as a support, even if the breath is weak, the whole body is in pain like being torn from top to bottom.

Sun Wukong is still awe-inspiring.

Regardless of whether he was injured or not, he would always be the Monkey King who looked down upon him for life.

"Bodhisattva, tell me why."

Sun Wukong's eyes were dark, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be ridiculed.

"Why are you so afraid of me, eh?"

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, Guanyin's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly.

"Afraid of you?"

"A mere monster monkey, how can I be afraid of you?!"

"Sun Wukong, look at your current appearance, I'm afraid you can't even approach me and fight with me?"

"I want to see, with your current appearance, what qualifications do you have to support the title of Monkey King!"

do not know why.

Even when Sun Wukong was so weak, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva still had [-]% fear of him.

His eyes froze, he clasped his hands together, and moved his mouth slightly.

Hoop spell!

"what!"

Sun Wukong was seriously injured. At this moment, chanting the magic spell again, almost made his whole body, all the muscles in his body twitch and convulse, and fell to the ground from behind in a twisted posture.

A face with bruised veins, protruding eye sockets, and bloodshot eyes.

"It's... this trick again..."

"Bodhisattva, do you have nothing else besides this?"

Sun Wukong grinned.

The voice was hoarse, but it revealed a clank and arrogance that would never give in.

With difficulty, I stood up straight, using the golden cudgel as support, and straightened my back.

Take a deep breath.

Even trembling all over.

But always, never bowed his head.

Guanyin was locked tightly, but her heart became more and more fearful and vigilant.

Squinted.

Stop the spell of the Grinch.

Staring closely at Sun Wukong's eyes, what he said was speaking to other summoned monsters.

"Is it deaf to the words that you all treat yourself as the seat?"

"Now Monkey King is in front of you."

"What an honor it is to defeat the Monkey King."

"What do I need to do, do I still need to teach you?!"

His voice was low, with hints of anger.

next second.

All the monsters woke up like a dream, nodded like smashing garlic, and quickly moved towards Monkey King.

A group of monsters looked fierce and murderous.

Sun Wukong's face was pale and his breath was weak.

It was such a situation, when Sun Wukong's eyes swept over the monsters surrounding him.

No one dared to really look at him.

One by one, they couldn't help but take half a step back, no one dared to be the first to attack Monkey King.

The corners of the lips are slightly hooked.

Monkey King wanted to laugh, but he touched the wound and coughed violently.

He was really hurt too badly.

He was unwilling to show any weakness in front of Tang Xuanzang before, so he gritted his teeth and held his breath until he left.

When it comes to confronting Avalokitesvara, Monkey King's pride and integrity will never allow him to back down in the slightest.

And all of this.

It really consumed too much of his energy.

Take a staggering step.

Almost unsteady.

Monkey King showed fatigue one second, and the next second, all the monsters around him had red eyes and were eager to try.

I don't know who made the first move.

bang-

A punch with solid mana directly hit Monkey King.

"puff--"

Caught off guard, a mouthful of blood spewed out directly, Sun Wukong's complexion became paler, staggered, and almost fainted.

"I... I actually made a move against the Great Sage Qitian?" The monster who was the first to strike looked at his hand in a daze, a little unbelievable, but more, it was extremely ecstatic.

"Hahahaha, I actually defeated Monkey King!"

"I actually defeated Monkey King!"

As he spoke, he punched Sun Wukong hard again.

It's like proving your reputation.

There may not be any sense of accomplishment in beating someone who has no power to fight back now.

But what if this person is Monkey King Monkey King?

The sound of swallowing.

The sound of ambition beating in the chest.

Others who didn't dare to be the first to strike before, gradually became restless after seeing that Monkey King was really injured and really powerless to fight back.

His eyes scanned the expressions of every monster around him.

Panting heavily, Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel tightly, supporting his body not to fall.

"You want to fight with me, don't you?"

"Hahahaha, a bunch of cowards!"

"Come on!"

The roar was loud and deafening.

"Great Sage...don't be angry..." A human-like monster who had lost its animal form took a step forward, with a flattering smile on his face, but his eyes were calculating and cold, like a poisonous snake.

"Look, you are so badly injured now that you can't even stand still."

"Perhaps Da Luo Immortal... can't save you..."

"It's better to make it easier for us people, and spread the word... We are the monsters who defeated the Monkey King. Who in the world would dare to underestimate us, what do you think, huh?"

The last sentence was still spoken.

This person threw out a fireball that had been stored in the dark.

It hit Sun Wukong's left chest straight.

"Brothers, let's go together!"

"Killing Monkey King is a great achievement for us!"

Sun Wukong is in a very bad condition at this moment.

In other words, except that 500 years ago on Zhuxian Terrace, he was tortured to death by thousands of knives.

This time, he was hurt the most.

Half of the armor shattered.

The red cloak mopped the floor, and the color was dull.

Scarlet blood trickled down the corner of the clothes, tick, tick, and flowed all over the floor.

That face was also pale and outrageous.

The pain from his body was extremely clear, and even his temple was in severe pain, as if it was being torn apart.

All the monsters act together.

Sun Wukong is in a very bad situation now.

Guanyin Bodhisattva watched from a distance, his eyes were cold and vicious.

"Sun Wukong, you never imagined that one day, you would be bullied by a group of ants, right?"

"Sage Monkey King."

"Hahaha, look at what you look like now."

"What a great sage Equaling Heaven."

Faced with such humiliation, Monkey King seemed to have never heard of it.

He lowered his head, half of his face was covered by scattered hair, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The right hand is holding the golden cudgel tightly.

I closed my eyes.

Sun Wukong's throat moved slightly.

He opened his mouth, silently as if he was saying something.

Of course, at this moment, no one will pay attention to what he is talking about, or what he is thinking.

sting--

A monster picked up the clothes under Sun Wukong's armor with a sword, and the broken cloth strands fell to the ground along the tip of the sword.

Sun Wukong heard the sound and suddenly opened his eyes.

Watch the rag fall to the floor.

Sun Wukong raised his head and looked at the man holding the sword.

His voice was low, but he seemed a little weak because of his serious injury.

"You tore my clothes."

The monster was taken aback.

Then there is pride.

With a sneer, he nodded without hesitation, and even raised the tip of the sword, almost touching Monkey King's chin.

"It's just a dying person, what prestige are you playing with me here?"

"However, Monkey King, for the sake of you being the Monkey King, if you can kneel down and kowtow three times to our brothers, then I will be extra merciful and spare you—"

Not finished yet.

next second.

There was a crisp, abrupt, tooth-piercing voice.

All his words were interrupted.

Sun Wukong held his sword directly with his hand.

Blood flowed down the palm of the hand, between the fingers and the back of the hand, it was all blood.

Right hand hard.

The long sword shattered in two.

Sun Wukong was expressionless, his eyes were dark, staring at his face tightly.

"I said you tore my clothes."

The monster froze.

stuttering.

Both hands trembling uncontrollably, where is the prestige and momentum before?

"Great... Great Holy Lord... You... You are hurt... Are you hurt?"

As soon as he asked this question, the monster wished he could slap himself to death.

next second.

Sun Wukong's golden cudgel had already swept across his throat.

One stick, immediate death.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

You can even hear the sound of swallowing saliva, and the sound of tentatively retreating.

"What are you doing? Who allowed you to retreat!" Guanyin was furious when he saw this, "Sun Wukong is just at the end of his battle, what are you afraid of? A bunch of trash!"

indeed.

Even if he just broke his sword and killed a person, Monkey King is still very weak.

Leaning on a golden cudgel.

It was as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

But these monsters, one by one, did not dare to move.

The evil spirit erupting from him at that moment almost scared everyone's guts, and made everyone suddenly realize that even if the person in front of him was injured, he was one person and one stick, breaking through the Qi Tianda of Nantianmen. St.

It's okay to be obsessed once.

nowadays.

He was so seriously injured that he could easily kill a person.

Who dares to continue to do it?

Laugh softly.

Sun Wukong stood where he was, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly scanned every monster present.

Seeing their different expressions, Sun Wukong hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.

Leave them alone.

Crouch down.

Pick up the pieces of clothes that were picked up earlier.

Put it on your chest.

Sun Wukong shook his head.

His eyes are light.

This one was made by that idiot Tang Xuanzang for him to wear.

Even if it is ugly.

But you can't tolerate others breaking it, can you?

"Monkey King, what do you mean?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's voice was so low that it almost dripped water, and his anger was boiling.

Sun Wukong turned a blind eye as if he had never heard of it.

Stand up.

Standing in the middle surrounded by a group of monsters.

His breathing was weak, but his back was as straight as a javelin, his eyes were flat, but his aura was sharp and piercing.

"Bodhisattva, it seems that today, the good show you want to see can't go on."

He glanced at the surrounding monsters, and almost all those who caught his gaze took a step back, shrinking and trembling.

"That idiot Jiang Liu'er always thinks that Monkey King is the most powerful in the world, and no one can defeat him."

"He trusts me so much."

"If you know that I lost in the hands of these bastards."

"Will be very disappointed."

Sun Wukong's voice was not loud, but every word and sentence seemed to be slapping Guanyin Bodhisattva in the face.

And he did it from beginning to end.

Even if he was besieged by countless people, he always kept his back straight.

"Are you proud?"

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's face was gloomy, turning blue and then white. After a while, his voice became cold again.

Glancing at the sun that had almost completely set, he sneered, "What if these trash dare not fight with you?"

"Look at the time now."

"Sun Wukong."

"It's already sunset, and Jin Chanzi still hasn't appeared."

Sun Wukong took a deep breath.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, but his expression didn't change at all.

Have been looking at the red sunset.

Look at it with only the last circles of light and the last bit of afterglow.

The wind blew across his face, through his hair.

Sun Wukong wanted to laugh.

"you lose."

Guanyin's voice was cruel, almost like a sentence.

"From now on, there will be no Monkey King in the world, only—"

"I am coming!"

A hurried but firm voice interrupted Guanyin Bodhisattva's words.

The figure of the visitor was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, depicting a warm yellow halo.

I don't know why I'm a little embarrassed.

But step by step, he walked towards the direction where Monkey King was.

He doesn't look sideways.

Eye sockets are red.

It was as if the whole world only saw that figure.

He wanted to laugh.

But I couldn't help but want to cry.

He said I would choose the Great Sage.

I know the great saint.

The author has something to say:

Ah, I forgot to add time to the manuscript box again... I just remembered a girl sent a private message on Weibo... I'm sorry, I'm going to travel again on November [-], and I'll update you guys!Do you love me!