Seeing this scene, the soldiers at the scene were all so shocked that they forgot to step forward to stop him.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a blue-grey robe came from behind. The man's face was gloomy, and he was holding a green sword in his right hand.

Tang Monk hid behind Sun Wukong and whispered to him: "He is the national master of Fanglai Kingdom - Chen Daojiu."

Sun Wukong said oh, and when he looked at the middle-aged man again, there was a more playful look in his eyes.

"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you arrest them quickly!" Chen Daojiu said coldly to the soldiers beside him.

However, his words seemed to have no effect. Although the soldiers were afraid of Chen Daojiu's identity, they were more afraid of Sun Wukong. After all, the destructive power of the golden cudgel was clearly stated.

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "If you don't want to be beaten with a stick, get out of the way, but don't let me beat you to the ground in the end."

"Good boy, take advantage of my sword!"

Chen Daojiu was so angry that he raised his sword and stabbed at Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong did not dodge, and he hit the opponent with the golden cudgel.

But what shocked everyone was that the iron ring not only failed to smash the opponent's head, but was directly grabbed by the latter with one hand after smashing it.

Upon seeing this, all the soldiers stepped forward and helped Chen Daojiu up.

Sun Wukong didn't dodge, he just stood there and let the iron ring hit his head.

"Master National Preceptor!"

The iron ring pulled up a faint red light, and it came to Sun Wukong in the blink of an eye.

Tang Monk was worried that someone would be killed, so he quickly gave Sun Wukong a hand. In any case, the other party was the national master of Fanglai Kingdom after all, and he was not a monster. If he was really beaten to death, then the master and disciples would probably be killed.

It's hard to get out of here again.

"Wukong, be careful!"

The two sides only fought for a few rounds, and Chen Daojiu already felt a lot of pressure. At the same time, he was secretly surprised that the thin young man in front of him was so strong. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe.

However, Sun Wukong took his time and still had a relaxed smile on his face.

There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the iron ring as thick as a finger hit Sun Wukong's head directly.

Seeing that he could not win, Chen Daojiu took out an iron ring from his arms, muttered a few words, and then threw it directly at Sun Wukong.

Chen Daojiu was so angry that his face turned green. This was a magic weapon that he had been refining for three years, and yet it was crushed into pieces like this? He was so furious that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Sun Wukong chuckled, grabbing the iron ring and twisting it slightly. The originally round iron ring was instantly twisted into a twist shape.

Except for Sun Wukong, everyone at the scene opened their mouths in shock. After all, under normal circumstances, everyone would be crushed to death this time.

"Master, don't worry, as long as he lets us go back, I will spare his life." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Chen Daojiu suppressed the anger in his heart and threw away the soldier who was supporting him.

"you!"

Tang Seng stood behind him, his palms sweating from nervousness.

"Wukong, don't beat him to death."

He gritted his teeth and stared coldly at Sun Wukong and others.

"You want me to let you go? Unless you let me slash your heads three times!"

These words were spoken out of anger, and Chen Daojiu never thought about letting them go. But what he didn't expect was that after hearing these words, Sun Wukong actually agreed.

"Okay, then I'll let you strike with three swords!"
Chapter completed!