Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 77 King Kong's Demons
"If you don't make a move, bald donkey, Long will start killing!"

"Evil, dare to be presumptuous!"

The sound of violent drinking resounded through the sky, Dajue glared at him, his body was covered with golden light, and he punched out angrily, creating a thousand layers of air waves.

"Well……"

Long Peng let out a muffled snort, feeling a thousand-ton gravity coming, and he was forced to slide back nearly ten feet, creating a deep gap.

"So much strength, so fierce martial arts..."

Suppressing the surge of energy and blood, Long Peng looked back and said via voice transmission, "Wuxin, you won't let me kill me, I'm going to be very uncomfortable..."

"Ugh……"

Wuxin sighed, "Mr. Long, I'd better let the little monk come. The little monk also hopes to meet Zen Master Dajue... the body of diamond."

"Go away!"

Long Peng nodded, and was just about to leave when there was a wind of fists behind him.

"court death!!"

Long Peng backed up and punched him, his figure flashed, appeared behind Dajue, and a breeze emerged from the palm of his hand, hitting Tianling Gai.

Zheng——

The vajra arhat dharma enveloped Dajue, he received the palm firmly, his arms fluttered, and he swung it backwards.

"King Kong is not bad..."

Long Peng dodged with his arms outstretched, his eyes drifted away from those Nine Dragon Monks, and there seemed to be no suction in his palms, "It's interesting to gather the strength of seven people..."

"Mr. Long..."

Wuxin floated to Long Peng's side, put his palm on his shoulder, "Let the little monk come."

"You... you... probably won't be able to beat it."

"Then you won't know until you try it!"

Wuxin shouted coldly, and floated out, facing the angry-eyed Zen Master Dajue.

……

"Pity……"

Long Peng shook his head, and the true energy in his palm dissipated like smoke.

Lei Wujie came up to meet him, "Mr. Long, how are you, are you not injured?"

"He wanted to hurt me, it was worse."

"Mr. Long! Mr. Long!! Dear Guest!!"

Waves of anxious shouts came from the mountain path up the mountain.

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, then asked Sheng to look around, and saw the beautiful Sang Sanniang running towards her, sweating profusely.

"Looking for you." Xiao Se said lightly.

"Elder Sang?"

Long Peng was slightly puzzled, went up to meet him, and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you be stationed at the foot of the mountain? How did you come up?"

"Whoosh..."

Sang Sanniang stretched out her hand, panting for a long time before recovering, "Your Excellency is not well, another killer is coming."

"Again?"

Long Peng frowned slightly, a little speechless, "Who, no one was injured?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Mu, Miss Mu is fine, and none of the disciples in the sect died. It was Elder Qin and several disciples who were picked on by the killer."

"The killer didn't draw out his sword, but only swiped the scabbard once. His sword skills are amazing. Go down the mountain and have a look."

"Oh……"

Long Peng asked, "What's the killer's name?"

"He was dressed in black and didn't give his name, but I guess that he should be Yan Shisan, who is known as the Sword Demon, the killer with the strongest swordsmanship and the most magical power in the Ming Dynasty, and the two people who are also known as the Central Plains Dianhong. One of the big killers."

"Yan Shisan..."

Long Peng murmured, looking back at Yan Wuxin, "Elder Sang, go and tell him that a master sword wielder will come here soon, I can't get away, if you want Long's life, let him go up the mountain Come."

Sang Sanniang was stunned for a moment, looking at the two people who were fighting fiercely, she was stunned for a moment.

"That handsome monk... isn't he just Wuxin?"

"Elder Sang, why are you still hesitating..."

"Nothing, nothing..."

Sang Sanniang shook her head quickly, looked left and right, took out a letter from her bosom, handed it over, and said in a low voice, "The leader sent a letter by flying pigeons last night, please take a look."

Long Peng was slightly taken aback, took the envelope, checked it, and his expression gradually became dignified.

"This... the leader has arrived? Wasn't he still in Tianwaitian a few days ago? How could it be..."

"Ugh……"

Long Peng looked up at Wuxin who was beating Dajue violently, and sighed, "Wuxin, Wuxin, you are really missed..."

"Okay, I see, you go down the mountain first."

"That careless..."

"I have my own consideration."

Sang Sanniang nodded, "I'm going down the mountain now, but... what if that Yan Shisan doesn't come?"

"Don't worry, this Yan Shisan is crazy about swords, and he heard that there are sword masters, so he won't stop coming.

If he really doesn't come, then he is not Yan Shisan! "

"It's… okay."

Sang Sanniang gritted her teeth, bid farewell to Longpeng, and rushed down the mountain.

Lei Wujie came over and asked curiously, "Mr. Long, who was that sister just now?"

"I teach the elders, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Lei Wujie shook his head again and again, "I just feel that this elder's martial arts are not as good as yours."

"It's not as tall as me."

Long Peng nodded, rushed out suddenly, pulled Wuxin behind him, and punched Dajue.

"Hiss... the turtle shell of this old bald donkey is really hard..."

Long Peng waved his hand, looked sideways and smiled, "Wuxin, maybe the wound I beat up two days ago is still not healed, why is my move a bit slow?"

"Cough cough..."

Wuxin's face turned pale, she clutched her chest, and gave Long Peng a white look, "Young monk is hitting Xing on the head, you made a sudden move, causing others to look at me and think I'm going to lose."

"The dead duck has a hard mouth..."

With luck in his palm, Long Peng said calmly, "Is it possible to kill now? Let me tell you, the leader above me is uncertain when he will arrive. If you delay like this, you may become a prisoner."

"Don't you still have you? The benefits of the little monk are not so easy to get..."

"Dajue, come again!!""

Wuxin breathed a sigh of relief, laughed loudly, jumped out, and fought with Dajue again.

"Ugh……"

Long Peng held his forehead and was speechless, "It's your own fault..."

"I'm going to help."

Seeing Wuxin showing signs of decline, Lei Wujie couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't care about the morality of the world, so he rushed forward.

This joining of him eased the unintentional situation.

Xiao Se shook his head, keeping his eyes on the three people in the arena, "I'm afraid this little rascal is going to be beaten all over his head..."

"You do care."

Xiao Se pursed his lips and said lightly, "You don't care?"

"I took the benefits, so naturally I can't surprise my employer."

Long Peng smiled, stretched out a wave of true energy towards Dajue's forehead, and asked sideways, "Boss Xiao, are you interested in being Long's employer for a while, with fair price and dedication."

Xiao Se glanced at him, smiled thoughtfully, yawned, and replied.

"puff--"

In the field, Wuxin was hit by Dajue's punch, spurted blood, and flew out backwards.

"Death!"

Dajue shouted violently, rushed out suddenly, clasped his hands into a hammer, and smashed towards Wuxin.

"not good!"

Xiao Se was startled, and hurriedly flew out to catch Wu Xin. At the same time, Long Peng stood in front of the two of them, with his hands crossed above his head, blocking the blow with all his strength.

"A lot of strength..."

(End of this chapter)