Chapter 1906

He clearly heard the sound of his own ribs breaking. The horse between his legs neighed, and he immediately tumbled off the mount.

He seemed not to have reacted yet, falling flat on his face in a dog-eating-shit posture, then his hands trembled as he tried to crawl up from the ground.

Yet it was only at this moment that he realized Sun Wukong's strike had shattered all his ribs. He felt an unbearable tightness in his chest, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and then his hands went limp, and he collapsed back onto the ground.

"How dare you touch our General?"

Beside the general, a young soldier said angrily, a long spear in his hand thrusting toward Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong couldn't be bothered to pay attention, and Fahai flew down in an instant, slapping his palm against the soldier's chest; golden light overflowed instantly.

Before the soldier could even scream, he was sent flying hundreds of meters, soaring backward toward a very distant place.

At this moment, all the commoners on both sides of the market street were stunned. They found it hard to believe that these two people had beaten the general and a soldier into critical condition in such a short time.

"Who on earth are they?"

"They must be cultivators. They don't just know a few spells; they must have powerful magic power."

"Are they really going to take on so many soldiers with just two people?"

"These heretics are the lowest of the low to begin with. Even if they can really handle these soldiers, what about the many soldiers of Chechi Kingdom, and the State Preceptors? Can they handle them?"

"Simply courting death. Let's see what kind of disaster they bring upon themselves this time!"

"Hmph! Just wait and see. Chechi Kingdom has plenty of punishments—lingchi, roasting, the snake pit—they will definitely die a miserable death!"

"I don't know if I should say this, but what wrong have these monks actually committed? Why does our King treat them like this?"

"Didn't the State Preceptors say it long ago? They are all spreading heretical ideas, a bunch of people whose minds are possessed by ghosts. How can you say such things?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't let these soldiers hear you. If the King finds out, he will definitely punish you." ===== CHAPTER 1908 =====