The Bull Demon King said, "I teach my son a lesson. Who cares if he's an immortal official or not? Father and son are the greatest of all."
Nezha said, "In the Three Realms, Heaven is the greatest, Master and Disciple are second, and Father and Son have to be third."
The Bull Demon King snorted coldly, "I don't want to argue with you." At this point, the Bull Demon King glared at the Black Boy and said, "You actually brought outsiders to beat up your father. You are such an unfilial son!"
Black Boy hid behind Erlang Shen and said loudly: "If a son is unfilial, it is the father's fault."
"." The Bull Demon King was choked for a moment, while Sun Wukong, Nezha and Erlang Shen burst into laughter.
The Bull Demon King's cheek twitched, and he immediately became angry and raised his iron rod and said, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to catch me, old bull, come on."
At this time, Cen Biqing and Jade-faced Fairy had also flown to the clouds. Seeing the Bull Demon King inviting her to fight, Jade-faced Fairy immediately rushed forward to stop him, but was grabbed by Cen Biqing.
Then Sun Wukong said, "Brother, it's been years since we last met. Let me, Sun Wukong, test your martial arts skills to see if they've improved."
After saying that, Sun Wukong immediately took out the Ruyi Jingu Bang, then raised the stick and flew down from the clouds. The Ruyi Jingu Bang shone with golden light, and it swung in the blue clouds and smashed down heavily on the Bull Demon King.
The Bull Demon King immediately raised his iron rod to meet the attack. Boom! The iron rod collided with the Ruyi Jingu Bang. The sky suddenly became dark, evil winds blew, and terrifying power swept out immediately.
The Bull Demon King only felt a numbness and pain in the palms of his hands, and before he could catch his breath, Sun Wukong's second stick came again.
"Bang!" The second stick was more powerful than the previous one. The powerful force made the Bull Demon King's arms hurt, his knuckles cracked, veins bulged, and the skin on his arms was covered with dense blood vessels.
The Bull Demon King quickly loosened his hands and used his magic power to try to relieve the severe pain in his hands, but Sun Wukong's third stick had already fallen.
The Bull Demon King hurriedly raised his stick to meet the attack, but when he heard a sharp sound of metal, he thought to himself that something was wrong. Then a huge force came down and directly knocked the iron stick in his hand away.
The Bull Demon King's face changed drastically. He had always been proud of his martial arts, but now his weapon had been knocked out of his hand. This was a great shame.
But at this moment, Nezha suddenly flew out and kicked the iron rod back to the Bull Demon King. Seeing this, the Bull Demon King immediately reached out to catch the iron rod.
"I'll do it." Nezha said, and Sun Wukong immediately put away his golden cudgel and retreated.
At this time, the Bull Demon King had just grasped the mixed iron rod firmly. Upon hearing this, he immediately became fully prepared for battle. However, what appeared before his eyes next was not the Fire Spear, nor the Hun Tian Ling, nor the Qian Kun Circle, but a whisk.
Nezha was holding a golden whisk and swung it towards him. Without saying a word, the Bull Demon King used his magic power on the iron rod. The next moment, a flame appeared on the iron rod, and in an instant, the entire iron rod was surrounded by the fierce and surging "Western Golden Fire".
The Western Golden Fire is one of the acquired divine fires and is extremely powerful. However, when the whisk was wrapped around the mixed iron rod, the Golden Fire was immediately extinguished by the power of the whisk. Then Nezha gently raised the jade handle in his hand, and with a "whoosh" sound, the mixed iron rod flew out of the Bull Demon King's hand again, scraping off a layer of skin in the Bull Demon King's palm.
The Bull Demon King was horrified: "An acquired treasure?!"
In the next moment, a divine light covered the iron rod that Nezha had thrown away, and then sent it in front of the Bull Demon King. Then Erlang Shen's voice came again: "Let me do it."
Nezha laughed loudly, then put away the Taiyi Golden Light Whisk and flew back.
Erlang Shen then flew forward, holding a three-pointed, two-edged spear, and said to the Bull Demon King, "Fellow Daoist, please give me some advice."
The Bull Demon King looked at Nezha in extreme shock. Although he had been mentally prepared for the power of Sun Wukong's "holy body", he was still surprised when Nezha suddenly took out a acquired treasure.
As Erlang Shenhua's voice fell, the three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand had already split the void and fell straight towards the head of Bull Demon King.
Seeing this, the Bull Demon King did not dare to be careless at all. He raised the iron rod and swung it at the three-pointed, two-edged spear that was about to chop down on his head.
"Dang" there was another loud sound of metal that shook the sky, followed by a golden light. The Bull Demon King's body quickly sank from the air, and finally hit the ground with a "boom" like a meteor. In an instant, the mountains shook and the earth trembled, and dust and smoke rose.
The Bull Demon King's legs were deeply embedded in a huge rock. His face was solemn and his eyes were dull as he stared at the iron rod that was also deeply embedded in the rock not far ahead. He stood there in a daze. Even though his hands were covered in blood, he had no intention of caring.
For three consecutive times, his magic weapons were all destroyed by the opponent in one round. The Bull Demon King, who was originally very confident in his own strength, now has deep doubts about himself. Simply put: he has become autistic.
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