Chapter 75

"Bajie..."

Looking at Marshal Tianpeng who was shaken away, Sun Wukong was momentarily stunned.

Because his attack did not really touch Marshal Tianpeng, but even so, Tianpeng was shaken away and spat blood.

He looked like he had been severely traumatized.

This is impossible.

He, Sun Wukong, did not use the power of a Daluo Golden Immortal at all.

He was very sure of this; although he had just broken through to Daluo, he would not be unable to control his power.

Immediately after, Sun Wukong saw Marshal Tianpeng winking, and he had some guesses in his heart.

Marshal Tianpeng seems to have other ideas.

As for what ideas Marshal Tianpeng has, he can only ask this Marshal Tianpeng himself.

And at this time, because of Marshal Tianpeng's order, the heavenly soldiers and generals surrounded and attacked Sun Wukong directly.

They could not watch their commander be killed by Sun Wukong.

The Marshal was also severely traumatized, making these heavenly soldiers understand that one-on-one, no one was Sun Wukong's match; they needed to unite.

"Kill..."

Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers rushed over murderously.

"Haha, well come." Sun Wukong looked at the tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers rushing over, but he was not nervous at all; his body shook.

Countless Sun Wukongs appeared beside him; this is the technique of clones.

These clones shouted and rushed toward those heavenly soldiers.

The sound of "bang, bang" rang out above Mount Huaguo.

One could see heavenly soldiers being defeated and even killed.

Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers attacking was also completely not Sun Wukong's match.

Defeated, completely defeated.

In the distance, Mo Mo Li Qing, the Giant Spirit God, and even Nezha and other immortals had pale expressions.

If Sun Wukong did not let them go, it might be very difficult for them to escape.

"Stop, Sun Wukong, stop hurting my soldiers."

The severely traumatized Marshal Tianpeng roared, his body shook, and he also produced many clones, and his main body attacked Sun Wukong's main body.

"Bang, bang..."

Terrifying power collided, but Marshal Tianpeng's mouth kept spitting blood, and he kept being pushed back; anyone with a discerning eye could see that Marshal Tianpeng was at a disadvantage.

"Nezha, Giant Spirit God, you go, take the soldiers back to the Heavenly Court first, I will come later." Marshal Tianpeng roared.

"Marshal." Nezha was stunned.

He did not expect this Marshal Tianpeng to be so righteous, wanting to block Sun Wukong and let them escape first.

"Marshal, we cannot leave." Nezha said repeatedly.

"Nezha, even if you don't leave, what else can you do? It's just dying in vain." Marshal Tianpeng said while fighting. "You staying on the side will only distract me. Go quickly..."

"Marshal." Many heavenly soldiers were moved to tears at this moment.

Marshal Tianpeng is truly a great person.

"Marshal Tianpeng, I will wait for you to return in the Heavenly Court." Nezha took a deep look at Marshal Tianpeng, who was fighting fiercely, and waved his hand. "Let's go..."

"Yes..."

Nezha, the Four Heavenly Kings, and other immortals quickly evacuated Mount Huaguo with the heavenly soldiers and headed toward the Heavenly Court; they could not let down Marshal Tianpeng's rear-guard action.

Some heavenly soldiers even thought that perhaps this time Marshal Tianpeng would be killed by Sun Wukong.

After all, the gap in strength between the two sides was really quite large.

"Kill, kill, kill! Sun Wukong, if you have the ability, kill me." Marshal Tianpeng shouted.

While shouting, blood spilled from his body, looking extremely tragic.

It is no wonder that the heavenly soldiers who saw the scenes just now would be so moved.

"That's enough, Bajie." Sun Wukong swung the Jingu Bang in his hand.

This time, he directly knocked Marshal Tianpeng away.

"Nezha and the others have already left; you don't need to act anymore." Sun Wukong said lightly.

That's right.

Marshal Tianpeng's tragic performance earlier was more of an act.

It can only be said that Sun Wukong cooperated with Zhu Bajie a little.

Because Sun Wukong already had some guesses about Zhu Bajie's origin.

"Hoo... that's good." Marshal Tianpeng breathed a sigh of relief. "Sun Wukong, thank you for cooperating with my acting, and also, my name is Tianpeng, not Bajie."

"Hmm, okay, Bajie." Sun Wukong nodded.

"..." Marshal Tianpeng was somewhat helpless.

Was what he just said useless?

"Then, Bajie, what is the matter with you coming to Mount Huaguo this time?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Yes, Sun Wukong, I came to Mount Huaguo this time; leading troops to attack was secondary. More importantly, I wanted to find you. You mentioned my future destiny before." Marshal Tianpeng asked.

"Oh, Bajie, you didn't believe it before." Sun Wukong said with interest.

"Because my teacher came to find me and said that I might be one of the members of the next Kalpa." Marshal Tianpeng said with a solemn expression. "So I came to find you this time. Since you know my future, Sun Wukong, you should have some way, right?"

"A way? I don't have such great ability." Sun Wukong shook his head.

"This..." Marshal Tianpeng was stunned.

If Sun Wukong has no way, then his coming to find Sun Wukong this time would be in vain.

"Then will my future really become a pig demon?" Tianpeng asked again.

"That's right." Sun Wukong laughed. "Bajie, don't worry, becoming a pig demon is nothing."

This made Tianpeng want to vomit blood.

He is a perfectly good immortal; why would he want to be a pig demon? Is he bored?

"Can you tell me why I will become a pig demon?" Zhu Bajie continued to ask.

"No." Sun Wukong shook his head, which made Zhu Bajie look very disappointed.

Forcibly using strength to make Sun Wukong speak also seemed impossible.

Sun Wukong's strength is much stronger than his.

"But I can introduce you to a place where you might have a chance to change your destiny, and you can also know why you will become a pig demon." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Bringing a newcomer to the grocery store can earn one hundred exchange points.

Although it is not much, if there are many guests, it is also an objective number.

Marshal Tianpeng is Sun Wukong's target.

"Really?" Marshal Tianpeng's eyes lit up.

"Naturally, it is true. Follow me."