Chapter 50: Sunayenten’s Defeat

Style: Fantasy Author: Zetian ChengquanWords: 2326Update Time: 24/02/20 16:40:58
His two big feet moved, and he made a gesture of wanting to stand up. When he gradually stood up, the bright figure became taller and more burly. It was growing vigorously and stretched into the high sky, and the top of his head touched the auspicious clouds.

The vermilion flying swallows danced curiously around him, and wherever their gliding wings went, colorful and resplendent auroras spread out.

"Strength-binding spell - Kneel, ground, bow, head!"

The clear and eye-catching loud voice echoed across the heaven and earth, and the magic power generated directly shocked the earth, commanding all living creatures to bow their heads.

The displaced humans all over the city couldn't control their bodies, kneeling on the ground in humiliating postures, unable to raise their heads, and gnashing their teeth in grief and anger.

Feng Yu tried his best, but just barely let the other leg kneel down. This kneeling action was beyond the control of his body and will. He was holding the hilt of the Grenn sword with both hands, and the blade was inserted straight into the ground. Trembling slightly.

Only Sun Wukong, holding an iron rod, stood upright, worthy of being a hero standing tall and tall.

The wind swept away all kinds of debris and debris, flying all over the sky, creating a sad and sad scene.

Countless swords appeared out of thin air in the sky, with slender blades more than ten meters long.

Sun Wukong raised his head and looked up at this scene, his pupils widened slightly, and all in his field of vision were real weapons pouring down from the sky like a heavy rain.

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel was thrown by him with one hand, flying into the air and spinning wildly. The rapidly rotating rod turned into the size of Optimus Prime, casting a huge shadow like a halo on the ground.

The bright rod body releases a halo of light, as if the brilliant golden sunlight is condensed and formed.

Feng Yu looked up from below and found that the Ruyi golden cudgel and the halo rotated to form a sacred swastika symbol.

When the sword covered by clouds and rain came into contact with the swastika symbol, the broken blades flew away and the fragments scattered in all directions.

"What is Suna Yanten's weakness? Do you remember it?"

Unexpectedly, Dou Zhanfu would suddenly ask an unprecedented question. Feng Yu was stunned for a moment and then shook his head.

He couldn't even recall half of his memories from his previous life, and he couldn't remember many of the wars he fought against demons in the world of Hokuriyasu.

A woman's disdainful words came from the Grant sword that was thrust straight into the ground.

"Tsk, don't ask about the weakness. You should cut him until he can't get up."

There was no sound to answer the demon king.

The eyes of Feng Yu and Sun Wukong were all firmly focused on the bright figure towering in the sky. They saw him take a step forward, bend down, and wave a fisted hand.

Although it was huge, it moved very quickly. The moment the giant hand landed from the sky, it swept up a hurricane, and a strong sense of oppression flowed in the air.

The young boy Feng Yu was blown away by the hurricane and rolled somersaults on the ground.

Fortunately, Jian Yu did not gather in his direction.

The motionless Sun Wukong looked as usual, stretching out a hand to hold the hilt of the sword beside him.

The violent trembling of Grant's sword stopped abruptly.

Now with only a sword and gleaming hair, Sun Wukong faced the giant hand.

Suna Yanten's dharma body punched the swastika haoguang, and this huge power set off a wind.

One punch could not suppress the crazy rotation of the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. When he was about to throw a second punch, the hand that hit him suddenly stopped.

Sun Wukong flashed in seconds, standing on the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, exuding a fierce aura, with a swastika printed in his golden eyes.

A look of fear flashed across the eyes of the Light Dharmakaya, and he saw Sun Wukong jump up and kill him with his bare hands.

There were golden flames burning in his eyes, and the swastika imprinted in them shone with the most dazzling colors in the world, and the momentum of the punch he threw was incomparably brave and invincible.

Sunayenten's Dharmakaya felt his eyes hurt, and then small fists bumped into big fists, and he felt the tearing pain spread from his hands to his whole body.

Seeing that the giant hand that was clenched into a fist was slightly relaxed and opened, Sun Wukong saw the situation and launched an attack. He grabbed one of the fingers of the giant hand with both hands, used four or two strokes of a thousand catties of force, yanked the light body, pulled it up, spun around, and threw it fiercely. Sky.

When he flashed in front of his Dharmakaya, he picked up the iron rod that turned into the Optimus Prime and smashed it down on his head.

Dharmakaya's head exploded, and his extremely majestic body fell to the ground.

The ground was immediately covered with spider-like cracks, densely covered into the distance.

Dharmakaya Sunayanten showed vague signs of defeat, and scattered light spots floated from the base of the neck where the head was missing.

Sun Wukong, whose whole body was burning with golden flames, fell from the sky and penetrated Optimus Prime, which he held in both hands, into his body.

The cold air blowing out of the Dharma Body blew in all directions and hit Feng Yu on the gentle breeze.

The boy's hair and clothes were in a mess, and his golden eyes were as bright as stars. He was watching the end of the battle because he couldn't intervene.

"Haha, with Monkey Sun here, you have no chance to be cool."

Facing the cold wind, Ge Lan Jian stood quietly on the spot, motionless.

Ignoring the demon king's complaints, Toyoha stepped forward, pulled out the Grant Sword inserted into the ground, and walked towards Suna Yanten's body.

"If it hadn't been for the power of the Hunyuan Divine Light that burned me in the Beiju Luzhou world, I wouldn't have been beaten to this extent."

A young and bright voice came out from the disintegrated light body. The voice was calm as usual.

The dharma body finally dissipated, revealing its true form, with half of the exposed iron rod penetrating from the chest and abdomen to the back and into the ground.

Sunayantian was nailed to death and could not move.

Sun Wukong stood on top of the Ruyi Golden Cudgel exposed toward the sky, looking down indifferently at the eldest son of the Demon King.

"Cut his head off."

Understanding that these words were meant for him, Fengyu tightened his grip on the sword hilt and raised his arm.

Suna Yantian's eyes glanced at him, slightly narrowed, with a smile.

"You don't have the slightest bit of grace or courage like the King of Heroes now! After all, you are still a child."

Feng Yu frowned, and lowered his raised arm. The Grant sword froze at the critical moment, and the sword edge was almost touching the tip of his nose.

The son of the Demon King, lying on his back, smiled like a winner.

His chest made a tearing and splitting sound, revealing a terrifying hole with black smoke billowing out of it.

There are twisted and chaotic demons in the black air, which tightly surround Sun Wukong and Feng Yu.

"Get out!" A majestic and powerful roar came out, and the momentum was powerful in all directions.

Sun Wukong's body burst out with dazzling light, like the color of the bright sun, annihilating evil monsters.

Everything returns to normal, the black smoke and demons have all dispersed.

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel stood alone on the ground, with no sign of Suna Yantian, the eldest son of the Demon King.

"Is it possible that he, like Xue Ji, has a demon parasitizing in his body?"

"I saw the head of the Blood Princess opening her red lips in his chest, and demons and monsters poured out of her mouth."

Feng Yu stated what he saw and heard, and his eyes moved towards the brilliant figure.

The Ruyi golden hoop can hold a pair of feet standing, and the boots and silk shoes on the feet are shining with every step.

He knelt down and crouched down, his firm eyes looking forward revealed a melancholy and lonely look, and a sense of vicissitudes of time drifted about him.

"I'm going to the moon and kill that brat Ao Bing. You go to the Lonely Sea and rescue the Dragon God Qingli."