Chapter 1907: The Cyan Figure in the Sky

Amidst the murmurs of the onlookers, Sun Wukong and Fahai moved like two bolts of lightning, constantly flashing among the soldiers.

After one breath, these soldiers had all been knocked off their horses by the two, each one wailing in misery, clearly having suffered extremely heavy injuries.

"Amitabha, Amitabha. I pray the Buddha will not blame us."

Tang Seng watched all of this, his eyes wide, chanting incessantly.

Sun Wukong and Fahai landed on the ground. When the soldiers saw them now, it was as if they were looking at fierce gods and evil spirits; they all kicked their legs wildly, crawling toward the rear.

"Well? Has my staff taught you how to be human yet?"

Sun Wukong's gaze was cold as frost as he surveyed his surroundings, then said.

"Don't kill me, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

A young soldier clutched his stomach and said hurriedly.

"Do you people know what you are doing? Not only are you heretics, but you dare to openly resist the King?"

A middle-aged soldier with a full beard, blood still at the corner of his mouth, said with a hateful gaze.

Fahai looked at him, then glanced at Sun Wukong. A smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and he walked toward him, saying, "I'll tell you right now exactly what I'm doing."

Fahai walked to the side of the middle-aged soldier, raised his right leg, and then stomped down fiercely on his knee!

"Ah!"

The middle-aged soldier immediately let out a pig-like howl, cold sweat pouring down from the pain, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"That should be a comminuted fracture, crippled for life." Fahai still had a smile on his face as he turned back to look at Sun Wukong and said, "Brother Wukong, are you satisfied with this?"

Sun Wukong also smiled and said, "It's alright. According to my temper, I should have crippled his other leg too!"

"Wukong, Master Fahai, please don't fight anymore. This is too much. You've beaten them all like this; how long will it take for their injuries to recover?"

Tang Seng looked over, appearing earnest and well-meaning.

"Master, save your breath. They wanted the lives of us monks. Now that Brother Monkey and Master Fahai are just injuring them to stop their actions, is there any better way?"

Zhu Bajie rolled his eyes at Tang Seng; he had long been dissatisfied with Tang Seng's attitude, so he said.

As the middle-aged soldier clutched his completely broken leg, rolling on the ground in pain, the surrounding soldiers all looked as if they were trembling in fear.

The surrounding onlookers were also completely stunned.

"They have really brought a great disaster upon themselves this time!"

"Although the two of them are indeed outrageously strong, these lawless people will definitely be dealt with by the State Preceptors."

Just at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky. The figure was flying at an extremely high speed, dragging a cyan shadow behind it, and was heading toward this direction.

"I want to see who it is that dares to cause trouble here in Chechi Kingdom."

A sharp, shrill voice came from the sky, sounding extremely grating and making people feel uncomfortable. ===== CHAPTER 1909 =====