Boom! Sun Wukong's staff collided with the invisible storm.
There was no surprise at all.
Sun Wukong was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground in a sorry state. "Pfft."
He spat out a mouthful of blood!
He rolled across the ground again and again, utterly bedraggled!
At this moment, how did Sun Wukong still resemble the "Handsome Monkey King" in the slightest? He clearly looked like a monkey that had fallen into a mud pit.
Six-Eared Macaque watched this scene.
He sneered inwardly. Overestimating yourself!
"This..."
Sun Wukong flipped over from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Kunpeng with a trace of fear in his eyes.
He murmured inwardly, So strong...
He had thought this "big bird" was merely an ordinary watchdog. He had not expected to be so careless.
This was not an ordinary "watchdog" at all.
This was a powerful "watchdog."
Kunpeng said, "Monkey, I'll spare your life this time. I hope you know what's good for you!"
Sun Wukong was still a chess piece of the Buddhist Sect, an extremely important one.
Kunpeng did not dare to truly kill Sun Wukong either.
He could only make Sun Wukong suffer a little.
"Humph..."
Hearing Kunpeng's words, Sun Wukong snorted coldly and said nothing. He muttered inwardly, If I, Old Sun, hadn't fought that impostor for so long and wasted so much strength...
I, Old Sun, could have taken care of you with one strike!
Of course.
Sun Wukong could only think such words to himself.
He did not dare say them aloud at all.
Sun Wukong ignored Kunpeng and turned to look at the sneering, smug Six-Eared Macaque. Seeing the way Six-Eared Macaque looked.
The anger in Sun Wukong's heart immediately surged.
Good heavens.
What the hell was