Chapter 1969: The Tiger Spirit reveals its form, a fierce battle in the sky

The honeybees transformed by Sun Wukong swarmed toward the Great National Master's body. Although the protective layer of Qi formed on the Great National Master's skin was extremely hard, these honeybees were not illusions conjured from thin air, but were transformed from monkey hair.

Therefore, these honeybees possessed physical bodies and could be controlled according to Sun Wukong's will.

Some of the bees' stingers pierced through the Great National Master's protective Qi layer and stabbed into his flesh.

"Ugh."

The Great National Master let out a muffled groan, his brows knitting together sharply; he was clearly in great discomfort.

"Hahaha!" Sun Wukong flew to his ear and said, "Great Immortal Huli, how does the taste of these honeybees compare to that centipede of yours?"

"Sun Wukong, you despicable villain!"

The Great National Master said, extremely furious.

"Hehehe, I learned this all from you. If you hadn't done that, I really wouldn't have thought of this method."

Sun Wukong curled his lips into a smile and said.

The Great National Master's cheeks twitched incessantly. The honeybees continued to break through his protective Qi layer one after another, beginning to sting his flesh. The bees' stingers were thin and long, and their toxicity was far stronger than that of the centipede.

The Qi within the Great National Master's body began to fall into constant disorder, yet he still struggled to maintain his meditative posture, unwilling to lose this contest of magic.

Seeing beads of sweat as large as beans seeping out on his cheeks and dripping down, Sun Wukong watched with great interest, hovering in mid-air.

Just at this moment, Fahai had already begun to act. The iron saw he had transformed into began to saw across the Great National Master's waist from his back.

Originally, relying on his cultivation base of over half a Daluo Jinxian, the Great National Master could have forcibly used his Qi to neutralize the honeybee venom. But when the saw Fahai had become began to cut into his body bit by bit, he finally could no longer endure it.

"Ah!"

The Great National Master finally let out a loud cry, his entire meditative posture collapsing. He twisted his waist and turned his head to look, only to see an iron saw actually cutting into his waist, having already bitten three or four centimeters into his flesh.

The Great National Master balled his right hand into a fist and smashed it violently toward the saw. A tiger's roar echoed through the sky, shaking the entire firmament!

"Hmph!" The saw that Fahai had transformed into glanced at him and sneered, "You were bound to move sooner or later. I was waiting for this move of yours!"

As the fist came crashing down, the saw Fahai had transformed into suddenly pulled away from his flesh, shot into the sky, and revealed his true form.

One could see Fahai in a yellow dharma robe, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked down at Great Immortal Huli below.

At this moment, the crowd watching on the ground saw this scene, their eyes filled with shock.

"The Great National Master moved! The Great National Master has lost!"

"What exactly is going on? The Great National Master was fine just a moment ago, why did he suddenly move?"

"The Great National Master is throwing punches in the air—is he fighting someone?" ===== CHAPTER 1971 =====