Chapter 2264

"Hah!"

Sun Wukong gave a loud shout and swung his staff violently, golden light erupting from his body.

Those golden lights temporarily blocked all the ice thorns, while the huge ice sword in front of him headed straight for his heart.

Sun Wukong pushed the Ruyi Jingu Bang forward with both hands and met it directly.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the ice sword stabbed onto the staff, erupting with dazzling sparks.

Sun Wukong instantly felt his palms go numb. Leng Hua's cultivation base was definitely not below his own, and the hardness of this ice sword clearly exceeded his expectations.

"Go to hell, you monkey!"

Leng Hua's eyes were gloomy as he pressed his hands hard against the ice sword and stared fixedly at Sun Wukong.

"You… demon!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, looking extremely strained.

On the side of the Guanshi Mirror, Wu Feng furrowed his brows. He did not expect that Leng Hua's cultivation base would actually be a notch stronger than Sun Wukong's.

Moreover, Sun Wukong usually relied on having a divine weapon in hand, so even if his opponent's cultivation was stronger than his, he could handle it, but the ice sword condensed by Leng Hua using the fire seed clearly had a hardness that was not a bit inferior to the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

"Sun Wukong is likely unable to hold on!"

Xiao Bai's eyes were anxious as he looked at the Guanshi Mirror and said.

Wu Feng pursed his lips and did not speak. No matter what, Sun Wukong could not die; he was related to this Journey to the West Kalpa, and all the truths within the Myriad Heavens were on Sun Wukong.

Watching the scene in the Guanshi Mirror, the Jingu Bang was actually being bent bit by bit, and Sun Wukong had already begun to be unable to withstand it.

"If you beg for mercy from me now, I might be able to give you a quick death; otherwise, when my ten thousand ice thorns pierce into your body later, I will definitely make you wish you were dead."

Leng Hua's eyes were extremely gloomy as he looked at Sun Wukong and said.

"Don't even think about it!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, pressing hard against the Jingu Bang in his hands, and said.

Just at this moment, the door opened strikingly, and a female voice came from the doorway.

"Leng Hua, stop!"

Leng Hua was suddenly stunned for a moment. He followed the sound and looked, and it was actually Die Lan standing at the door.

And beside Die Lan stood Fahai, who was furrowing his thick brows, looking at everything in the room with eyes full of disbelief.

At this moment, this dilapidated house was already covered in frost everywhere, and there were traces of fighting all over.

This battle looked extremely tragic, and this Leng Hua's strength was actually stronger than Sun Wukong's.

Leng Hua smiled wickedly, looked at Die Lan at the door with cold eyes, and said with a laugh, "Hehe, look, who has come? Isn't this my dearest mother?"

Die Lan furrowed her willow brows, looked at him, and said, "I didn't expect that after so many years, you would have become like this."

Leng Hua giggled, his appearance extremely insane, and said, "Hehehe, my mother, isn't this all caused by you?"

"From the age of seven, you locked me here. It's been thirteen years! Thirteen years, and you haven't come to see me once. What did I do wrong that you would treat me like this!"

Die Lan's eyes were moist, and then she rolled her eyes a few times and said, "Leng Hua, things are not as you think; I was also forced by circumstances."

"Forced by circumstances?" Leng Hua looked at her abruptly, his eyes filled with resentment, and said, "Forced by circumstances, so you locked your own son here, letting me suffer through loneliness and cold."

"You used to be a very kind child, afraid of hurting anyone, but look at yourself now; how are you any different from a demon?"

Die Lan's eyes flickered as she looked at Leng Hua and then said.