Chapter 336: Laughter hearty, just like a villain (Seeking monthly votes

Inside the Danzao Valley, following a series of sounds like muffled thunder breaking the air, two figures flashed continuously throughout the valley, like two phantoms entangled together.

Their speed was too fast to be observed by the naked eye; one could only barely distinguish their forms through the light splashing out when their weapons collided. Naturally, it was Wu Xian and Hong Haier.

From the moment the two began to fight until now, not even a minute had passed, yet in such a short time, they had already clashed countless times. Whether in rhythm or speed, it was a hundred times more thrilling than their performance in the game.

Lightning-fast offensives poured out against each other, sparks bursting densely in the air, while the aftershocks generated by their collisions formed intense air pressure that swept in all directions.

Intersecting cutting marks appeared on the surrounding ground, stone walls, and other surfaces. Even many small demons disguised as ordinary stones—Fire Fierce and Flame Radiant—didn't even have time to make an appearance before being ground into powder by the terrifying aftershocks of the air waves.

"Bang————!!!"

After another intense collision, Hong Haier's crimson body flew backward, smashed into a stone wall, bounced back, and finally landed on the ground in a sorry state.

Yet, before he could even catch his breath, a sharp aura struck instantly.

Hong Haier dodged sideways, his shoulder suddenly aching as a piece of flesh was scraped away by the bone-white spear tip.

Fresh blood spilled continuously, but Hong Haier had no time to tend to his wounds. He could only use flames to stop the bleeding while enduring the exhaustion and the wailing of his muscles, once again wielding the Fire-Tipped Spear with all his might to confront the terrifying Destined One.

But just like before, no matter how extraordinarily he performed, constantly squeezing out his own potential, the stinky monkey opposite him remained as immovable as a reef in the ocean, his stamina seeming infinite.

Not only that, he also tried to use the power of the Samadhi True Fire to pose a threat, but the opponent seemed to possess terrifying fire resistance. Even standing still and letting the flames roast him, it wouldn't burn off a single hair of his, instead inviting a burst of mockery.

Angry?

No! It was despair!

It wasn't because his pride-and-joy divine abilities and martial arts were being completely suppressed, or that he was about to lose to the Destined One before him, but because he had done so much, all with the goal of taking revenge on the Buddhas of Lingshan.

Yet in the end, he wouldn't even have the chance to cross blades with his enemies before perishing here. How could he not feel despair?

"Disappointed! You truly disappoint me!"

At this moment, a familiar mockery came from the opposite side, and that spear style, which was already fiercely swift, instantly rose to a higher level.

"Your spear momentum is weak, your spear technique is unrefined, your stance is loose, and your reactions are dull. Not a single movement looks decent. With just this bit of ability, you want to seize my Relics and take revenge on Lingshan? Keep dreaming!!"

Wu Xian spewed a string of disdainful words, his little mouth chattering away.

After finishing, he tilted his head back and let out a hearty laugh, just like a villain.

"Jie jie jie jie————"

"You!!"

Hong Haier was so enraged by these words that his blood boiled. Although his spear-wielding movements became three parts faster, his rhythm fell into chaos, revealing a flaw.

Sure enough, in the next second, Hong Haier felt a pain in his wrist, and the Fire-Tipped Spear lost control, being directly flicked away by a massive force.

Boom————!!!

Almost at the same time, Hong Haier felt a pain in his abdomen, having been kicked away by Wu Xian. Like a kite with a broken string, he rolled a dozen times on the ground before barely coming to a stop.

"Puff——!!"

Hong Haier's throat rolled, and he lay on the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of black stagnant blood. Following that, his strength gradually faded, and even his vision began to blur.

Just as his eyelids fluttered and he wanted to drift off to sleep, a force he was completely unable to resist pressed down on his head, forcing his skull to sink continuously into the ground.

At the same time, accompanied by the cracking of the ground beneath his cheek, that voice that made him incomparably angry reached his ears again: "Prince of the Yaksha Clan... tell me, how exactly do you want to take revenge? Is it by lying here like this, begging those gods and Buddhas, and letting them take turns slitting their throats?"

"!!!"

As if waking from a deep nightmare, the unfocused points in his eyes condensed once more.

The next second, Hong Haier suddenly raised his hands, which had torn skin, and grabbed the foot stepping on his head. What erupted following that was a power greater than at any time before.

"Ah————————!!!"

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow slightly and withdrew his left foot before it could be truly moved away. However, what greeted Hong Haier was not the dawn of victory from a desperate counterattack, but an even more despairing darkness.

"Boom————————————!!!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, centering on this half-shattered Danzao Valley, and resounded through most of the Flaming Mountain.

Just like that, a figure followed a vertical trajectory, smashing through countless obstacles along the way, and finally sank deep into the Cuiyun Palace hundreds of miles away.

"Holy shit! What's the situation!"

A booming shout rang out inside Cuiyun Palace. Zhu Bajie was seen holding his rake, his expression tense as he stood in front. Beside him, Ma Tianba and Fourth Sister were also on high alert, thinking that Hong Haier had discovered them and had come here specifically.

But...

As the smoke and dust dispersed, Hong Haier's almost unrecognizable appearance presented itself before them, and they couldn't help but be slightly stunned, not understanding what had happened.

"My child!"

Just then, a woman's voice filled with surprise and sorrow rang out.

Immediately after, a beautiful woman with white clothes and white hair bypassed the others from behind, stumbling to the edge of the ruins, and embraced the blood-bathed crimson figure, weeping uncontrollably.

"Is he... Hong Haier?"

After a long silence, Fourth Sister, the only one present who had never seen Hong Haier, asked with some hesitation.

"Uh, I suppose so."

Zhu Bajie scratched his head, his expression strange.

To be honest, he wasn't very sure either.

After all, the two hadn't met in a long time. The last time they met, the other party was still the Wealth-Bestowing Child under Guanyin Bodhisattva, and his appearance had been disguised, not looking like the evil ghost of the Yaksha Clan.

Of course, the main thing was that Hong Haier had been beaten quite miserably; his face was bruised and swollen, and his whole body was several sizes fatter, making it truly hard for someone unfamiliar to recognize him.

"In this state, he must have had a fierce battle with someone... Hmph! Nine times out of ten, it must be that stinky monkey."

Fourth Sister shook her head, a curve appearing at the corner of her mouth.

Using Zhu Bajie's transformation technique, they had snuck all the way to Cuiyun Palace and happened to run into Princess Princess Tieshan, who was about to escape the Flaming Mountain. She was preparing to go outside to find the Bull Niu Niu Mowang's former friends, such as the Seven Great Sages, to come and rescue him.

But after meeting Zhu Bajie and the others and learning of Wu Xian's prowess, she stayed behind.

Besides wanting to help the Bull Niu Niu Mowang escape, she also intended to save Hong Haier's life at a critical moment to prevent him from dying under the Destined One's staff.

However, they never expected that Wu Xian's movements would be even faster than they anticipated. They had just prepared to set off for the Meteorite Pit, and the final boss had already been delivered to their door, and in a state of near-zero health. Just one more ordinary attack would be enough to clear the Flaming Mountain dungeon directly.

"Rest assured, I won't kill him for now."

Wu Xian's leisurely voice rang out. The group looked outside the palace and saw that Wu Xian and the Hao Axe Warrior had arrived at some point.

The former stepped into the main hall, nodded to Fourth Sister and the others one by one, and then, under Princess Princess Tieshan's vigilant gaze, walked up to her and said from a high position.

"Lady Niu, are you interested in making a deal with me?"

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