No restitution?

Nan Yexing's twisted face was full of anger. As one of the Nine Saints, who dared to let him be doomed?

And it was in public. If Sun Wukong was not killed, where would he put his face?

The two sides are hundreds of millions of miles apart, and this distance is very short for them.

Almost as Sun Wukong finished speaking, the two sides were about to collide.

Sun Wukong swung away with a Chaos Purple Gold Rod in one hand. Nan Yexing was not willing to be outdone and slashed with all his strength.

when--

The Chaos Purple Gold Rod and the White Bone Knife fought each other, like an explosion in the prehistoric world. The sound pierced the eardrums of many creatures, and all creatures looked nervously at the collision between the two peerless powerful men.

I saw that Nan Yexing was directly hit by Sun Wukong and vomited blood and flew backwards.

Both sides seemed not to be of the same level, and Sun Wukong's power was obviously far stronger than Nan Yexing.

During the flight backwards, Nan Yexing was shocked and kept exclaiming: "How is it possible..."

Although he is not considered physical cultivation, his strength is not weak. What's more, although Sun Wukong is a perfect saint, he is so!

At the same level, he could not defeat the other party.

All the spectators widened their eyes, including many powerful men in front of the long hole of time and space, and those saints were even more shocked.

"Isn't that Nan Yexing? He was actually injured!"

"Hiss-What is the origin of this demon monkey? There is such a strong existence in the demon clan?"

"What's going on? Not only the Holy Gate, but also Nan Yexing was involved."

"And the aura of ancient Buddha, what exactly happened?"

"Many saints, where do they come from?"

The strong men who chased Yang Jian to the small universe saw the situation here clearly and were all frightened.

There are countless limbs and flesh floating in the small universe, like purgatory in the void.

At this time, Sun Wukong bullied himself away again.

"Hehehehe..."

After becoming a demon, Sun Wukong was in awe of evil spirits, and the blood light shot out from his eyes became longer and longer. The chaotic purple gold rod was held in his hand. The purple and golden rod was extremely suitable for the blood and energy around him, just like a demon rushing out of chaos.

He quickly came to Nan Yexing. This time, he held up the Chaos Purple Gold Rod with both hands and smashed Nan Yexing without any effort.

Nan Yexing only felt like the sky collapsed, and subconsciously raised his knife to resist, but because he was still in a state of flying backwards, he could not use all his strength.

Sun Wukong smashed his sternly, and with a loud noise, Nan Yexing screamed, the tiger's mouth shattered, the white bone knife flew away, the Chaos Purple Gold Rod fell on his chest, smashing his chest to collapse, the skin and flesh bloomed, and even the crimson white bones turned out of the surface.

Nan Yexing's consciousness instantly fell into blank space, his body fell down, and disappeared into endless darkness in the blink of an eye.

Sun Wukong's body shook and disappeared from its original place.

When he appeared again, he had already come to the bottom of Nan Yexing, holding the Chaos Purple Gold Rod in one hand and poked it up.

Puff-

Blood splattered, and Nan Yexing's abdomen was directly pierced by the Chaos Purple Gold Rod, and the blood and flesh emerged from behind along the Chaos Purple Gold Rod, which was extremely miserable.

This scene made all the creatures in the small universe dumbfounded.

Nan Yexing, who was invincible before, was tortured?

Wuji Daozu was even more scared and trembled all over, murmured: "How is it possible..."

The four saints who came with Nan Yexing were almost scared. They were all followers of Nan Yexing, and they knew very well how terrifying Nan Yexing was.

"This monster monkey..."

In front of the long hole of time and space, a saint in a black robe frowned and whispered, and the other strong men around were also shocked by Sun Wukong's domineering performance.

Yang Jian and Li Yuanba looked even more terrifying.

How strong is Sun Wukong?

"This monkey's cultivation..." He swallowed his saliva.

He found that he could not see through Qin Jun at all. How many trump cards does Qin Jun have?

Ji Bubai, who is in the same mood as him, is the father of Qin Jun in his previous life, but he can't see through Qin Jun.

"What did he experience in these 200,000 years?" Ji Bubai looked at Qin Jun in a complicated manner.

He felt a sense of frustration in his heart, and it turned out that Qin Jun did not necessarily need him.

The gods and demons around Qin Jun were also shocked.

“Too strong…”

"No wonder Your Majesty is so calm. It turns out that Sun Wukong is so strong."

"It's so scary. He's a devil. Will he kill us?"

"Don't worry, with Your Majesty here, Goku will not hurt us."

"It's really awesome."

The gods and demons were talking about it. Even though Donghuang Taiyi and Ying Zheng were silent, they could not believe what a terrifying experience would be like to be an enemy of Sun Wukong.

Qin Jun was calm and unsurprising.

Sun Wukong is a combat genius, and now he has reached the perfect level of the saint realm. It is no exaggeration to say that all the saints in the small universe are not his opponents.

At the same time, Sun Wukong's left fist was like the wind and began to beat Nan Yexing.

His fist was extremely fast, as if billions of fists fell on Nan Yexing within one second.

boom--

Nan Yexing's holy bones were shattered, and his body could not withstand the huge blow. It exploded instantly, turning into blood mist and drifted in the air.

A white light escaped from the blood mist, and it was Nan Yexing's soul.

Looking at the arrogant Sun Wukong, his eyes were filled with fear.

"hateful……"

Nan Yexing gritted his teeth and finally chose to escape. He used his secret technique and shattered the void in the lightning and disappeared without a trace.

The whole process is almost as fast as the saint, and no one can catch it with his eyes.

In the eyes of most creatures, Nan Yexing's soul seemed to be blown up together with his physical body.

After slaughtering Nan Yexing's body and bathing in the blood mist, Sun Wukong became even more crazy. He bent his body and panted. The surging demonic aura was still rising, raging the entire battlefield.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Wuji Taoist Ancestor and the other four saints, hundreds of billions of miles apart, which scared Wuji Taoist Ancestor and other five saints.

"Escape!"

"Neither Lord Saint is his opponent, we cannot die!"

"Damn it! Where did this splash monkey come out?"

"No! He's here!"

The four saints behind Wuji Daozu were shocked and angry, and Sun Wukong came with a stick.

Fuxi, the dead end, Houtu hurriedly retreated, fearing that Sun Wukong would accidentally be injured.

Sun Wukong was extremely fast, and it was too late when the saints were about to use their magical powers to escape.

After all, they do not have the cultivation level of Nan Yexing, how can they escape from Sun Wukong's nose?

"Die—"

Sun Wukong's angry voice twisted the entire universe even more violently. He swept across and interrupted Wuji Daozu in the waist.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and blew up a saint's body, spreading flesh and blood, making the picture extremely terrifying.

Wuji Daozu, who had lost half of his body, was full of fear and his upper body trembled continuously. At this moment, his heart fell into unprecedented despair and fear.

"Hehe...you all have to die..."
Chapter completed!