Taking care of Fangcun Mountain, the monkey worshiped the wrong teacher at the beginning!

The Yin-Yang Dharma King raised his blood-stained head and looked in the direction of the Golden Cudgel.

I saw that huge golden cudgel spinning rapidly, bringing the whistling sound of the wind, and those winds actually cut the head of the Yin-Yang Dharma King, and bright red blood flowed out from the wound.

"Damn! What the hell is this!"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King shouted, raised the long sword in his hand again, and rushed towards the golden cudgel.

"Boom!"
There was another muffled sound, and the Yin-Yang Dharma King was shaken back several steps. The long sword in his hand was completely deformed, and there were still traces of flames, which looked like a piece of red-hot iron.

"Damn! How is it possible! This kind of power! This is not a magic weapon of the Golden Immortal level at all!"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King stared wide-eyed, filled with fear.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was another muffled sound, and a golden light suddenly flew towards the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King turned pale, and quickly raised his sword to block the golden light.

"boom!"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King only felt a strong rebounding force into his palm, he loosened his hand holding the long sword, and the whole person flew upside down, hitting the ground fiercely, creating a deep hole.

"Gulu Gulu!"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King lay on the ground and coughed continuously.

"Hey! Die!"

Sun Wukong glanced at his elder brother Guangyun, and then once again charged at the Yin-Yang Dharma King with a golden cudgel.

"Whoo! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The golden cudgel in Sun Wukong's hand danced, and with a howling sound, it turned into shadows of sticks all over the sky and shrouded towards the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

"Puff puff puff!"

As soon as the Yin-Yang Dharma King got up from the pit, blood splashed around him, and the blood that splashed on him instantly became hot, scorching his skin.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King turned pale, quickly took out a elixir and swallowed it, and then quickly cast spells to restore the wound on his body.

"boom!"
"Ow!"
The golden cudgel fell on the ground next to the Yin-Yang Dharma King, kicking up a layer of dust, but the huge rock was unscathed, not even leaving a trace.

"Hiss. This stick is too terrifying. I am no match for it at all. I will run away!"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King turned pale and was about to run away.

"Escape? It's not that easy!"
Sun Wukong snorted coldly, raised the golden cudgel in his hand again, aimed at the Yin-Yang Dharma King and smashed it down again.

"boom!"
A loud sound sounded, and the body of the Yin-Yang Dharma King fell back again, hitting the ground heavily, creating a huge crater, and dust splashed everywhere.

"what!"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King roared, stood up again, and the long sword in his hand flew again, turning into a dense rain of swords and attacking Monkey King.

"Ding ding ding!"
Sun Wukong's golden cudgels waved wildly, and each golden stick made a crisp sound when it passed through the air, and then slammed into the dense sword rain fiercely, breaking the sword rain apart in an instant.

"Damn it!"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at the stick that was attacking him again, and felt anxious. The long sword in his hand turned into a black long sword again, and slashed towards Monkey King.

"boom!"
Monkey King's stick and long sword collided fiercely, and suddenly a wave of air spread towards the surroundings, and the stones on the ground instantly turned into powder and disappeared.

"boom!"
Yin-Yang Dharma King was shocked back a few steps by a counter-shock force.

"Aww!"

Sun Wukong looked at the Yin-Yang Dharma King, let out a strange howl, clenched his fists with both hands, and then slammed down on the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

"Hoo hoo!"

Punch after punch fell down.

"Damn it!"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King's face was extremely ugly, and his heart was full of anger and horror. The long sword in his hand turned into dense long swords again, and shot towards all directions, trying to stop Monkey King's attack.

It's a pity that those sword rains were all blocked by Monkey King's golden cudgel, and they couldn't get close to Monkey King at all.

"Boom boom boom!"
Monkey King's fists and feet were like a violent storm, constantly bombarding them, breaking up the rain of swords.

Seeing that his attack was useless, the Yin-Yang Dharma King couldn't help sighing inwardly, he was so humiliated that he couldn't even defeat a junior in the Golden Immortal Realm.

"Roar!"
Suddenly, Sun Wukong let out a roar, his figure flickered, and he appeared beside the Yin-Yang Dharma King in an instant, and the golden cudgel in his hand slammed down towards him again.

"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
With a series of muffled sounds, the Yin-Yang Dharma King was sent flying again, and smashed hard on the mountain wall, making a big hole in the mountain wall.

There was a trace of unwillingness on the face of the Yin-Yang Dharma King, and he looked at Monkey King with resentment in his eyes.

"Don't you want to take me away? I'm waiting for you here now, come and catch me if you have the ability! Hahahahaha!"

Sun Wukong looked up to the sky and laughed, looking at the shattered Yin-Yang Dharma King, his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King stared at Sun Wukong with gritted teeth: "You bastard, wait for the old man. When the old man recovers from his injuries, he will definitely tear you into pieces, so that you can't live or die!"

"Hmph! It's up to you?"
Sun Wukong snorted coldly, waved the golden cudgel in his hand, and smashed it down again.

"boom!"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King vomited blood again, and fell to the ground. His whole body seemed to be smashed to pieces by Monkey King, and his body kept shaking.

"Damn it, you stinky monkey, the old man will fight with you!"
Seeing his appearance, the Yin-Yang Dharma King not only did not show any fear, but burst into an astonishing momentum again, and rushed towards Monkey King, wanting to die with Monkey King.

"boom!"
Sun Wukong's golden cudgel was swept down.

The long sword in the hands of the Yin-Yang Dharma King shattered instantly, and then was shattered again.

"puff!"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he had no strength in his body.

He knew that he was no match for Monkey King at all, his cultivation was too strong, far beyond the limit he could bear.

This is the greatest shame in his life, the majestic demon emperor, the existence of the demon emperor level can't even beat a junior in the early stage of Jinxian, it is a great shame!
"Little bastard, you are too deceitful. Even if this old man dies today, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

The King of Yin-Yang stared at Sun Wukong with resentment in his eyes, and secretly scolded Sun Wukong for being shameless, and wanted to suppress him while he was in danger.

"Hmph, die? I won't let you die! I'll let you taste the golden cudgel first, so that you can feel how powerful the golden cudgel is!"

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he swung the stick in his right hand and smashed it down at the Yin-Yang Dharma King again.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King's eyes were gloomy, and a hideous look appeared on his face. The long sword in his hand turned into a sword net again and enveloped Monkey King.