Chapter 160

"What a terrifying long sword," Sun Wukong's expression was solemn. "However, Emperor Zhenwu, wanting to capture me with such strength is not enough."

"Roar..."

Only to see Sun Wukong roar, the aura belonging to a Daluo Jinxian exposed completely.

Previously, Sun Wukong had not truly used his full strength.

But now facing Emperor Zhenwu, Sun Wukong understood that going all out was the true royal way.

"Emperor Zhenwu, taste this move of Old Sun." Only to see Sun Wukong turn into a golden light and rush toward Emperor Zhenwu, the Jingu Bang in his hand turning into layers of shadows and swinging down.

"Such strong power," Li Jing's expression changed.

This time, Emperor Zhenwu led the team, and Li Jing was still unwilling, thinking that his own appearance would be enough.

But now looking at Sun Wukong's strength, Li Jing understood that with his strength, it was impossible to capture Sun Wukong.

If he appeared, the final result would probably be only one: a crushing defeat.

In that case, for the face of the Heavenly Court, it would be a great slap in the face.

"Well come," on the other side, Emperor Zhenwu faced Sun Wukong's erupting Daluo power and laughed loudly, the Zhenwu Sword in his hand also swinging over.

"Clang..."

The two weapons collided, emitting a deafening sound.

One could see that in this blow, Sun Wukong was directly knocked flying; this time, the contest between the two was still dominated by Emperor Zhenwu.

"Come again..." Zhenwu looked at the knocked-flying Sun Wukong and followed.

Originally, Zhenwu thought he could easily capture Sun Wukong, which would be boring; now seeing Sun Wukong's strength was not enough, it made Zhenwu somewhat excited.

To a certain extent, Emperor Zhenwu could also be considered a battle maniac.

"Boom boom boom..."

Soon, Sun Wukong and Emperor Zhenwu fought together, and the battle between the two could be considered back and forth.

"Tianpeng, why don't you just sit and wait to be captured?" Li Jing looked at Emperor Zhenwu fighting Sun Wukong and also wanted to do something himself.

If he captured Tianpeng, this betrayer of the Heavenly Court, he could also be considered to have made up for his crimes and could regain some face in the Heavenly Court.

"Li Jing, if it were Emperor Zhenwu, I would still have some fear, but you..." Marshal Tianpeng said tsk tsk and shook his head.

"You..." Li Jing's expression was ugly.

Tianpeng's words just now didn't give him any face at all.

"Tianpeng, you became one of the Four Saints of the North Pole because of your teacher; otherwise, with your strength, you are not qualified," Li Jing said coldly.

"Oh, so you mean the Emperor is blind," Tianpeng laughed.

"You..." Li Jing was choked again; this upright Li Jing was still not as good as this illustrious Marshal Tianpeng in terms of arguing.

"Traitor of the Heavenly Court, stop being arrogant," Li Jing shouted with a hideous expression. "This seat will capture you now."

A pagoda detached from Li Jing's hand, grew against the wind, and suppressed toward the sky above Tianpeng.

This suppression caused the entire heaven and earth to seem suppressed.

"Well come," Tianpeng laughed loudly, and his weapon, the Nine-Toothed Rake, appeared in his hand.

"I said, Li Jing, you are not my opponent," the Nine-Toothed Rake in Tianpeng's hand turned into a meteor, violently colliding with the pagoda from bottom to top.

For Tianpeng, the harvest in the grocery store this time also improved his strength.

In the past, perhaps the strength gap between him and Li Jing was not too big.

Then now, Tianpeng had absolute confidence to deal with Li Jing.

"Boom..."

The pagoda and the Nine-Toothed Rake collided, and terrifying divine light constantly erupted above the sky.

These energies fell to the ground, directly causing the ground to constantly shatter and be destroyed.

"What..."

Suddenly, Li Jing's expression changed drastically.

"Clang," accompanied by the sound of iron weapons colliding, he saw his pagoda actually being knocked away by Tianpeng.

"Puff..." A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Li Jing's mouth; these bloods spilled from his mouth.

You must know that the pagoda and Li Jing were connected in mind; now that the pagoda received a huge blow, Li Jing himself would be the same.

This made Li Jing understand the power of this Tianpeng.

If it were on par with his power, how could his mind receive such a blow?

"Tianpeng," Li Jing's expression was ugly.

An immortal who was on par with him in the past had surpassed his strength; this made Li Jing's mood very bad.

"Li Jing, I said, you are not my opponent," Tianpeng smiled.

Defeating Li Jing was also a very proud thing for Tianpeng.

"You..." Looking at Tianpeng's proud face, Li Jing wanted to vomit blood in his heart.

"Father, I'll come to help you," Nezha flew over from behind and stood beside Li Jing.

Although his father and Tianpeng had only had a brief exchange just now, Nezha, who was a powerhouse, still saw the strength gap between the two sides.

"Nezha, capturing Tianpeng, I alone am enough," Li Jing said in a deep voice.

Although he understood the insufficiency of his strength in his heart, he could not admit it in words.

On one hand, he had to save face in front of so many heavenly soldiers and generals, and the Western Fomen Bodhisattvas like Guanyin and Manjusri were also here.

For the sake of the Heavenly Court's face, he had to hold on.

"Boom boom..."

Just as Li Jing was preparing to continue, not far away, earth-shattering sounds resounded through heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth also seemed to be torn apart by an extreme power; that was the collision of Daluo power.

Fortunately, the current Journey to the West world was a vast world; if it were those small worlds.

Under this Daluo power, it would probably be easily destroyed by Daluo power.

"So strong..."

This terrifying power instantly attracted Li Jing, and most of the heavenly soldiers and generals present were the same.

"That monkey demon has lost."

Guanyin looked indifferently at the battle above the sky and chuckled.

"It was already like that," Manjusri Bodhisattva nodded. "That monkey demon is just a beginner Daluo; how could he be the opponent of Fellow Daoist Zhenwu?"

"It looks like capturing the monkey this time will not be a problem."

Above the sky.

Sun Wukong and Emperor Zhenwu were engaged in a fierce battle.

Both knew how much damage Daluo power could do to the mortal world, so they still stayed slightly away from the earth.

Otherwise, they didn't know how many mortals would be buried in their hands.

People who cultivate immortality, wantonly killing living beings, would produce great karma.

"Sun Wukong, your strength is not bad; although you are just a beginner Daluo, you have already walked a certain path on the road of Daluo," Emperor Zhenwu smiled. "It's a pity that the one you are facing is me."

As soon as the voice fell, the divine light of the Zhenwu Sword in Emperor Zhenwu's hand rose greatly, and the evil energy on it became even more hideous.

The production of this kind of evil energy made even Sun Wukong, who was fighting head-on, feel shocked.

If he didn't know that this old man was an immortal of the Heavenly Court, if he said he was a demon, more people would probably believe it.

But clearly, the other party was not a demon.

Not a demon, yet accumulated such terrifying evil energy, then it could prove how many demons had fallen into his hands.

He was indeed worthy of being Emperor Zhenwu, known as the Nine Heavens Demon-Quelling Heavenly Venerable.