at this time.
Deep in the valley, deep in the jungle.
The old tree's strange branches stretched out horizontally, its lush foliage blocking out the sun, thick vines climbing and entwining, and its large leaves splattered with blood.
A group of Japanese assassins from the Tu Xia organization surrounded Xiahou Ba and Hongyan.
These were all arrangements made by Okamoto Shichijiro beforehand.
He just didn't expect that Ye Feng would pinpoint his location based on the sword energy.
The assassins were unaware that their hideout had been destroyed.
The battle in the woods wasn't as fierce as I'd imagined; it just looked rather eerie.
A group of Japanese warriors stood there, holding long swords, looking bewildered.
His eyes looked strange, a mixture of shock, fear, and confusion.
The two sides were just engaged in a fierce battle, but suddenly, for some unknown reason, Xiahou Ba, Hongyan, and the others mysteriously disappeared.
While the group of Japanese martial artists were stunned.
Sudden.
The scene before them had changed drastically; the jungle had vanished.
Instead, there were white clouds, vast celestial palaces stretching endlessly, and the figures of immortals could be vaguely seen, with celestial music lingering in the air, making it feel like being in a fairyland.
A somersault cloud flew in from the sky, and a monkey stood on the cloud, its fiery eyes shooting out terrifying lightning. It wore red and gold armor, its bright red cloak fluttering in the wind, and carried a big club on its shoulder, baring its teeth at them in a show of defiance.
All the Japanese assassins were dumbfounded!
It was absolutely astonishing.
Why the hell did a monkey suddenly pop out of nowhere?!
Although these martial artists were all Japanese, they had read Journey to the West and knew how powerful the Great Sage was.
That guy caused a huge ruckus in Heaven and almost overturned the Jade Emperor's throne.
Finally, for his meritorious service in escorting Tang Sanzang to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures, he was bestowed the title of Victorious Fighting Buddha by the Buddha.
With their meager abilities, they wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap in the Great Sage's teeth.
The monkey stood on the somersault cloud and suddenly unleashed its power. Its fiery eyes shot out two beams of golden light, and its terrifying pressure could shatter the heavens and earth and shake down stars.
"Hey!"
"What kind of demon dares to cause trouble here? Take this blow from my old Sun!"
The monkey swung its big stick and smashed it down on his head. It was indeed a fiery and violent creature, ready to fight at the slightest provocation.
The group of assassins were so terrified they were scared out of their wits.
They were so intimidated by the monkey's imposing presence that they knelt down on the ground without even realizing it.
"Great Sage, please calm your anger!"
"Great Sage, spare my life!"
"Great Sage, atone for your sins!"
"We had no intention of offending you..."
"Get out of here now!"
The monkey exuded an imposing aura, wielding its large club with ferocious force, sweeping it across the heads of the crowd.
"Yes, yes, yes, I, I, we'll leave right away, we'll leave right away..."
The group of Japanese assassins were so frightened that they didn't dare to lift their heads and scrambled away to escape.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong. Why was it raining? And it even had a pungent, musty smell.
The assassins looked up and were shocked once again.
The somersault cloud in front of him disappeared, turning into a rotten rock.
The Monkey King, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, was nowhere to be seen. Standing before them was an old weasel with a white beard that almost reached the ground. Its golden cudgel had turned into a turd-stirring stick, which landed right on their heads.
More importantly, the old man even urinated on them.
The old weasel shuddered and finally finished urinating.
If it weren't for that pee, its illusion could have lasted even longer.
There's nothing I can do; as I get older, my prostate function has deteriorated, and I can't even hold my urine anymore.
"Hehe, my children, how does my immortal urine taste?"
"So that you too can bask in some of the divine aura."
The old weasel waved its dung-stirring stick, mimicking the Monkey King's tone, and mocked the group.
The group of assassins finally realized they had fallen for the old man's trick, and they were all furious.
"Baka!"
"Kill this old weasel and stew it."
"How dare they insult our great Bushido spirit! Let's take them down!"
Sudden.
Behind him, another sinister laugh came.
"Hehehehe..."
A humanoid monster engulfed in malevolent flames charged forward, wielding a long sword.
Taking advantage of their unpreparedness, he chopped off the head of a Japanese assassin with a single stroke, and the head rolled away like a blood gourd.
Although they were tricked by the old weasel.
But these Japanese assassins were, after all, elites trained by the Tu Xia organization.
Skilled in assassination, he quickly turned the tide and surrounded Xiahou Ba, Hongyan, Baihe, and the others.
"Kill them, and take these pretty girls."
"The beautiful girls of Great Xia, yo-shi!"
Her face was ashen, and she brandished two fiery red swords, which danced like two fire dragons, creating a terrifying spectacle.
The surrounding air was distorted and swirled by the intense heat.
As her name suggests, Bai He had a white lotus flower blooming above her head, slowly rotating, radiating a holy and dazzling light, and sending down thousands of strands of holy light, enveloping Hong Yan and the others.
The group's combat power increased by 20% out of thin air, as the white lotus continuously nourished them.
Overall combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.
Surprisingly, he fought to a standstill against this group of elite Japanese assassins.
boom--
A strange black mist was released, instantly enveloping the entire area.
Screams rang out continuously as many of Hongyan's men were injured one after another.
They couldn't see each other, they were practically blind, and their cultivation was rapidly depleting.
The group of people became like fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.
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