Chapter 223: At the last minute, the canopy battles Wukong
Bang——
A deafening roar echoed in the sky.
Not far away, the fighting figures of the four heavenly kings froze, and they cried out in grief: "Heavenly Kings!"
Yang Jian's hand that was wielding the three-pointed two-edged sword paused for a moment, and his inner emotions were extremely complicated.
Although Nezha was freed after Li Jing died, it also meant that this battle was completely defeated, and the Jade Emperor's promise to him would probably not be fulfilled.
Nezha was also stunned for a moment, standing in mid-air with an extremely complicated expression.
From the day the Linglong Pagoda imprisoned his soul, Nezha never wanted to kill Li Jing and regain his soul.
But when this moment really came, Nezha seemed a little at a loss.
After all, Li Jing was his father. His father was killed, but he wanted to be happy but couldn't be happy.
Just when all the immortals were depressed, Zhu Tianpeng's solemn voice resounded: "Monkey, I am here, the marshal, so I can't do anything evil!"
At the same time, Zhu Tianpeng also heard that Sun Wukong said: "Monkey King, the marshal's matter is done. This time, the marshal owes you a favor!"
Indeed, if Sun Wukong had not used his magical power to turn into a nine-foot golden monkey, Li Jing would not have trapped him with the exquisite pagoda. In that case, Zhu Tianpeng would not have been able to rescue Nezha's soul.
After hearing this, Sun Wukong's golden eyes filled with rage quietly calmed down.
He retracted his arms, but had no intention of evacuating. He stared at Zhu Tianpeng with fighting intent and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, do you dare to fight me?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Sun Wukong's warlike nature was so strong.
But now that he has found the weakness of Sun Wukong's magical power, he is naturally not afraid of Sun Wankong's nine-foot golden monkey body.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Tianpeng shrugged, waved the nine-tooth nail rake twice and said: "If you want to fight, then fight, what do I have to fear, Marshal!"
As soon as these words came out, the sky was filled with gunpowder smoke. Zhu Tianpeng and Sun Wukong faced off, but they attracted the attention of the entire audience.
The six demon kings gave up their attack on Yang Jian, Nezha and the four heavenly kings, and retreated to Jilei Mountain, which was reduced to ruins in a sea of fire.
The four heavenly kings immediately came to Zhu Tianpeng's back and helped the dying Li Jing away.
Yang Jian and Nezha came to Zhu Tianpeng and said, "Brother Tianpeng, the magical power of this demon monkey Sun Wukong is too strong, you have to be careful!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng glanced at Yang Jian and Nezha.
Obviously, both of them were suppressed by Jiuzhang Golden Monkey before, and they are still a little frightened at this moment.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng glanced at Nezha and said through a message: "Brother Nezha, I took your soul out of the Linglong Pagoda and will return it to you after returning to heaven."
Hearing this, Nezha was overjoyed.
Li Jing was not dead before. Although he was relieved, he was also depressed that he would have to obey Li Jing's control in the future. Now Zhu Tianpeng actually said that he had taken away his soul. If this could make him less excited?
Almost instantly, Nezha bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Tianpeng."
After saying that, Nezha pulled Yang Jian and pushed him aside to sweep the formation, preparing to step forward to help when Zhu Tianpeng couldn't hold it anymore.
After all, Sun Wukong's nine-foot golden monkey body was too powerful. Neither of them knew that Zhu Tianpeng had found a flaw in Sun Wukong's magical power, so they were naturally worried.
At this moment, with the return of the six demon kings in Ji Lei Mountain below, the pervasive true fire of samadhi was extinguished by the Jiao Demon King, and many monsters were out of danger.
After doing all this, above the ruins of the battle between the six Bull Demon King brothers, Ang looked at Sun Wukong and Zhu Tianpeng facing each other in the sky, and shouted: "Come on, seventh brother!"
After he finished speaking, the monsters behind him who had just escaped from danger also shouted with fiery eyes: "Come on, Monkey King!"
This battle can be said to have made Sun Wukong truly famous among the demon clan. He was surrounded by heavenly soldiers and generals, and even the four heavenly kings, the third prince Nezha, and the Erlang God Yang Jian could not defeat him. In their minds, he was simply a god of war.
Regarding the shouts of those monsters, Sun Wukong's eyes also flashed with satisfaction, as if everything was within his plan.
Zhu Tianpeng had been staring at Sun Wukong, and even though the look in his eyes flashed away, he was able to capture it.
For a moment, Zhu Tianpeng sighed inwardly: "Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong, you are indeed more enlightened than anyone else. How far did that person open your mind back then?"
While Zhu Tianpeng was sighing with emotion, Sun Wukong was a little impatient. He tightened his furry fist and said: "Marshal Tianpeng, watch your move!"
As he spoke, he raised his fist and hit Zhu Tianpeng.
Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng was shocked.
It was the first time he faced Sun Wukong's nine-foot golden monkey body head-on. Only now did he understand why Yang Jian and others were in a bitter fight.
The punch of this nine-foot-long golden monkey is probably enough to destroy three mountains and five mountains. The powerful force gives Sun Wukong a hint of momentum.
It was the oppression of this general trend that forced Yang Jian and the others to resist with their magic power, resulting in them not being able to exert 50% of their true strength!
Involuntarily, Zhu Tianpeng muttered in his heart: "Good guy, the path Sun Wukong took to prove the Tao through force is indeed shockingly powerful."
Of course, Zhu Tianpeng didn't care too much. He had already understood the meaning of the sword. Although this trend was powerful, it was not enough to pose any threat to him.
Especially now that he and Sun Wukong are both in the Golden Immortal Great Consummation, and in later generations, Zhu Tianpeng also worshiped the Monkey King who fought against heaven and earth.
Now that he was finally able to fight with him, how could Zhu Tianpeng be negligent? Full of fighting spirit and blood boiling, he shook the nine-tooth rake in his hand, and then unleashed the Thirty-Two Styles of the Universe.
Zheng——
Zheng——
The nine-tooth nail rake hit Sun Wukong's fist, and flames flew out for a moment. The nine-foot-long golden monkey body was actually comparable to the hardness of the acquired treasure, which was simply terrifying.
Sun Wukong was also a little shocked. After all, Zhu Tianpeng was unmoved by the general situation surrounding him, which made his inner fighting spirit even stronger.
For a moment, two disproportionate figures were engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air.
This scene also shocked the six demon kings on the ground. They couldn't help but gasped and shouted: "The powerful Marshal Tianpeng actually tied with the seventh brother in this state.
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Ask yourself, even the Peng Demon King and the Bull Demon King are not absolutely sure that they can beat Sun Wukong in his current state, but Zhu Tianpeng is on par with him, how can they not be shocked.
Especially the Jiao Demon King, whose face is constantly changing, and the hatred in his heart for Zhu Tianpeng is also dissipating bit by bit. If nothing else, the difference in combat power between the two sides is too big, and he is not sure that he can take revenge.