Run into the world

Chapter 420 I’m not as easy to manipulate as a monkey

It was the golden-haired monkey grandson who just walked in with a big knife on his shoulder. His momentum was not weakened at all because of his short stature. Instead, he looked at him with his head raised in a playful manner.

"You are smarter than those monkey spirits and monsters."

"Thank you for your compliment." Duan Muxiang was very polite, but he was not happy about it at all.

"How did you see the problem?"

The golden-haired monkey grandson asked, and Duan Muxiang's heart sank. He was still interested in asking these questions. It seemed that he didn't care about the delay at all. It seemed that it was very difficult for the enemy to transfer the two generals and marshals outside.

"It's not really a problem, your acting skills are too bad. The monkey spirits in Huaguo Mountain admire and worship the Great Sage Qi Tian, ​​but they are not slaves. Besides, the monkey spirits are not that slavish. This kind of servility, It only happens to people!”

Duanmuxiang raised the wishful stick next to her and said with a smile: "A person appears on the Huaguo Mountain full of monkey spirits. No one will believe you if you say you don't have any malicious intentions."

The golden-haired monkey grandson looked at the stick in his hand and said amusedly: "How dare you resist?"

"Why don't you dare? I am a monster that I want to fight with the Monkey King. It is not difficult to understand why I would use some means to protect myself."

Duan Muxiang started to take the initiative to attack. Although this body was not his own, it was full of spiritual energy. It was even more than before. If it was purely a martial arts competition, he didn't think he could lose anything. The only thing you are afraid of is whether the opponent will have any powerful magic weapon, so the most correct tactic is to prevent him from using the magic weapon.

The hair on the golden-haired monkey grandson's body was surging, and he was startled by his indomitable momentum. He immediately understood that Sun Wukong had worked hard on this clone. This cultivation level and these moves were clearly that of another Monkey King!

Ding!

The Ruyi stick and the broadsword collided with each other, making a harsh sound of metal and iron. The head-on blow immediately made the two of them have a judgment in their hearts.

The opponent is not weak!

Duan Muxiang then used the stick technique taught by Sun Wukong, and hit the golden monkey grandson with a clanging sound. This monkey grandson's sword technique was also a fierce way, opening and closing without losing skill, it seemed He has gained the true knowledge of swordsmanship.

The two sides exchanged ten moves. Duan Muxiang suddenly changed his moves and stretched out his hand to dig the Ruyi Stick into two pieces.

Golden-haired monkey grandson: "..."

His expression was the same as Duan Muxiang's before, but soon it was too late to think too much. Duan Muxiang used his two sticks as swordsmen, and the combined sword intent circled around and trapped the golden-haired monkey grandson.

Sun Wukong really didn't lie to himself at the beginning. This set of stick skills was really ordinary, or it was ordinary without the coordination of the stick intention.

Whoever has martial arts can use it easily. Although he also has a stick intention, that stick intention is inconsistent with his own personality. Even if he uses this body to use it, he doesn't know what damage it will cause. In addition, the opponent's methods and identity were unknown, so he really didn't dare to bet on this matter. If the stick force failed to kill the opponent, then he would probably be trapped in someone else's backhand attack.

"Taoist swordsmanship? Humph, it seems you haven't practiced well!"

The golden-haired monkey grandson frowned and had good eyesight. He immediately saw the essence of the two swords combined. After that... he was not able to suppress the two swords combined.

Duanmuxiang was happy. It wasn't that the combined swords were powerful, but that Duanmuxiang, the fake monkey king, had a high level of cultivation. With this level of cultivation, he could withstand the attack of the golden-haired monkey grandson by using the combined swords, and even managed to withstand it. easy.

What should I say? I have never fought such a rich battle!

The golden-haired monkey grandson was a little angry, but he always remembered that the Monkey King in front of him was not the real Monkey King, but a fake! So what if Sun Wukong taught him the stick technique? Of course, what shocked him even more was that the opponent did not use Sun Wukong's stick technique, but blocked him with only his own sword technique...

"It seems that you are not a monster who is good at martial arts. How about I take a few steps back and give you a chance to use your magic weapon?"

Duanmuxiang was accustomed to making mean remarks, but her feet were getting closer and closer. The oppressive golden monkey spirit retreated step by step, and there was no chance to use any magic weapon.

This retreat seemed to be unstoppable, and the two fought their way out of the cave. Duanmuxiang gradually gained the upper hand and suppressed the golden monkey spirit.

Could it be that my first kill in this fantasy world is about to come?

Duan Muxiang thought this but did not dare to neglect at all. She continued to move her double sticks and used the South China Sea Sword Technique to set off heavy air waves and drown the golden monkey spirit.

Again, I have never fought such a rich battle, it was so enjoyable!

Dingyin! ~

The two sticks were like two swimming dragons that were overwhelming the river. The moment they suppressed the golden-haired monkey spirit, the two sticks intertwined, and the sword was strangled.

"Ah!" The golden-haired monkey spirit turned around and climbed onto the cloud.

Duanmuxiang: "..."

It's over, my weakness has been discovered, it can't fly, if I had known, I would have asked Sun Wukong how he could fly in the clouds. However, Duan Muxiang would not admit it, and pointed at the golden monkey spirit in the cloud, "With your martial arts skills, you shouldn't use such a shoddy weapon, what? Are you afraid of being exposed, so you use an unfamiliar weapon?"

The golden-haired monkey spirit seemed quite angry. He looked around and found no creature that could be called a 'witness', and he was immediately relieved.

Duan Muxiang felt bad when he saw this, and immediately ran towards the cave. He had no experience in dealing with magic weapons at all, so it was more reliable to use the terrain.

However, things were not as simple as he thought. The golden monkey spirit pulled out a brown cloth bag wrapped with a golden rope from his lower back. The bag was less than a palm in size but seemed to have some other magic. It was thrown into the air and suddenly opened. Mouth, the raging wind suddenly enveloped Duanmuxiang.

Duan Muxiang only felt that the wind seemed to have turned into solid shackles at this moment, locking every joint on his body tightly, and then was put into the bag.

The light in front of him was gone, and his body fell rapidly. After the darkness, there was a white light that was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

Duanmuxiang forced herself to calm down, this bag...could it be a human race bag? So the monkey grandson just now is the Yellow Eyebrow King? But Xiaoleiyin Temple must be the tribulation later, why should we put it aside!

There was white light all around, making Duan Muxiang unable to open his eyes at all. He didn't remember feeling like this in the human race bag. Who on earth could be so ungrateful as to throw a flash bomb into the race bag? ?

Suddenly, the crisis sensor in his body reminded him that something was coming, but he was locked tightly and could not struggle at all.

At this moment, he felt someone put something on his head. If he could feel it on his skin... was it a headband?

With this realization, a black headband suddenly appeared on Duanmuxiang's head. It was visible but intangible, and the person who put the headband on Duanmuxiang was also surprised.

"Haha, after all the training of reincarnation, you can't forget that love after all? You can't recognize it even if you look at it like a monkey, hehe!"

Duan Muxiang was speechless, but after the hoop seemed to penetrate into his soul like a tree root, yes, it was the soul, he finally understood why Sun Wukong couldn't bear the tight hoop curse. This was clearly a magic weapon that directly acted on the soul.

The surroundings darkened again, the owner of that voice was gone, and more voices seemed to have finally returned.

"Put the bag down and I'll spare your life!"

"Bull Demon King, this is not something you should get involved in!"

The Bull Demon King's voice and the golden-haired monkey grandson's voice came into the bag at the same time. Duan Muxiang vaguely understood something. The white light and headband just now should not match the human race bag. It's just that the other party completed the task after putting a headband on him, so he left. At this time, the dark environment was what the inside of the human race bag really looked like.

Huh? Why is the Bull Demon King here again, and he still wants to save himself after hearing this?

Duan Muxiang blinked but didn't pay much attention. He reached out and took off the black mist headband, then touched the headband that couldn't be taken off and felt dumbfounded.

Originally, Sun Wukong had killed one corpse for him, but he didn't expect that when he was put on the headband, one of the three corpses appeared.

But it's right to think about it. If my three corpses can be changed through external forces, I'm afraid it won't make so many monks feel troublesome. However, Sun Wukong was able to help him. Could it be that he really had something to do with this monkey in his previous life?

Not quite understanding, Duanmuxiang studied the headband on her head again.

In the original work, this thing was given to Guanyin by Tathagata Buddha to control Sun Wukong. Since it was brought out by the boss of Lingshan, its technical content must be extremely high. Didn’t you see that Guanyin Bodhisattva has secretly hidden two of them to control Red Boy and Black Bear?

However... it would seem a bit far-fetched to say that Buddhism had done something based on the headband. After all, there are many immortals who can refine weapons, but if you add a human race bag or something, it is roughly certain.

But it’s useless to say all this now. The key is to understand and understand it thoroughly. Well, probably no one in the world knows about it. He is also a technical person!

Duan Muxiang was very confident. She sat down cross-legged and began to study the golden hoop on her head with her magical skills. It must be said that this golden hoop can be called an excellent torture tool when it can see the roots of flesh. However, the so-called "seeing flesh and taking root" is just an illusion. It was said before that the target of its attack is the soul. So...there are still the same three methods to get it down.

The first is to cast a spell to remove it, the second is to destroy it directly, and the third is to use re-refining to remove it, just like what Duan Muxiang is trying.

The first one doesn't need to think about it, the third one is trying, but quickly gives up. The cultivation level of Sun Wukong's clone is definitely not as good as the strength of the person who refined the golden hoop. As for the second one...

"I hope this monkey can bear the knocking!"

The two sticks hit the golden hoop on the forehead on the left and right sides. The concept-level sharpness obtained from Pangu's tomb filled the Ruyi stick, making the two sticks seem to flatten into sword blades.

Ding!

A strand of monkey hair flew up, and the golden hoop broke into two pieces and was caught by Duan Muxiang. Also broken were the three corpses with the headband that had just reappeared...

Instantly, a wave of fresh air washed over my body, and I felt that my mind had never been so clear before, and my soul was miraculously purer.

Duan Muxiang closed her eyes slightly and hummed playfully: "Is this a blessing in disguise? It turns out that you have to cut the golden hoop yourself to cut off the three corpses!"

(End of this chapter)