Monkey King in Marvel

"Hand over the cosmic spirit ball, and I can consider letting you live." Yongdu sneered.

Sun Wukong glanced at the younger brothers behind Yondu, those younger brothers gloated in their eyes, as if to say, the circus clown who knows how to live and die dares to fight against the boss of Yongdu.

After a glance, he retracted his eyes and looked carefully, accompanied by Yondu's whistle, "Blow Arrow" approaching inch by inch.

The Blow Dart, let's call it that, seems to be controlled by Yondu's whistle.

As for the whistle, its function is probably similar to that of a spell.

It looks like the arrow is very sharp, and it can fly with ease. Yondu controls it very well.

Although the flight is very slow now, it should be that Yondu wants to create a sense of tension for me that death is approaching, if I don't hand over the cosmic spirit ball, I will be pierced by a blowing arrow in the next second.

If Yondu wanted to, blowing arrows could probably fly very fast.

Apart from its appearance, this magic weapon is really similar to Feijian.

Of course, it doesn't look as good as the flying sword.

However, the weapons used to kill people don't have to be too beautiful.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Sun Wukong didn't expect to see a magic weapon like a flying sword on the body of an interstellar pirate, a rogue with a reckless aura all over his body.

"Is this a magic weapon like a flying sword?" Thinking about it, he asked.

Flying sword is easy to understand, a sword that can fly.But magic weapon, what is that?Yondu's younger brothers, including him, are a little confused.

"As for the cosmic spirit ball, don't try to delay time. I know better than you what Star Lord is up to. Now, I'm in charge here. Except for handing over the cosmic spirit ball, no one in the sky or on earth can save you." Yongdu said.

However, as soon as Yongdu finished speaking, Sun Wukong seemed not afraid of being close at hand at all, as if the arrow was about to pierce the blowing arrow on his forehead, he took the initiative to take a small step forward, then stretched out his hand, and picked up the "blowing arrow" that had approached his forehead down.

It's like an ordinary person suddenly discovered an unknown and interesting thing, and felt a little curious, so he took it.

"What is he doing?" the younger brothers cried out in horror.

In their eyes, Yondu is like a god of death, and this blow dart is the sickle for Yondu to harvest the life of the enemy.

At the same time, Yongdu's face changed slightly: How dare you provoke me, I didn't want to kill in this void.But now, this is your own death, don't blame me for being too easy to kill.

With a thought in Yondu's mind, the rhythm of the whistle changed from slow and sudden to intense.

Sun Wukong heard the whistle sound changed from calm to passionate, and then the blow dart in his hand became hot like an inflated balloon, and it was hot to the hand.Moreover, Blowing Arrow is like a poisonous snake that has just woken up from hibernation and found the enemy, violently wanting to jump up and bite him.

"It's quite strong." Sun Wukong, who was slightly amused, smiled and exerted a little force on the right hand holding the blowing arrow.

Yondu's face changed drastically, and he increased the output of his mind power, but no matter how much he increased the output, he found that his weapon did not move.

In fact, it wasn't that the blowing arrow didn't move, but that the hand that pinched it was like cast iron, as stable as a mountain, and suppressed the blowing arrow.

If Yondu knew the allusion of the scorpion shaking the tree, I'm afraid he would understand that what he was doing was no different from the scorpion shaking the tree.

In fact, this blow dart seems to be a magic weapon. Maybe it has other names in this extraterritorial place, but Monkey King didn't use even a trace of mana to control it. Just pinch it with strength, and it will want to jump up. The blow dart pinched down.

Although Sun Wukong didn't want to admit it, what he did at this time, using strength to suppress blowing arrows, was the same in nature as Tathagata suppressing him with Wuzhishan.

It's just a one-force drop to ten meetings!

A loyal younger brother under Yongdu saw that the boss's weapon was taken away by one hand, and started to play with it without knowing what to do.In his opinion, Sun Wukong held the blowgun with his hands and observed it over and over again, which was just playing.

That's okay, he pulled out the dagger at his waist, pulled a saber, and attached himself to the boss, saying murderously: "Boss, your weapons have been taken away, what are you waiting for, why don't we rush to the boss?" Go up and hack him to death, and take back your blow dart?"

The complexion of Yondu, who was dignified because he found that he had lost control of the blowing arrow after a lot of hard work, suddenly turned livid after listening to the younger brother's advice, and then became terribly dark, even The true color blue can't hide it.

He turned around and gave this big-chested and brainless little brother a hard look.

At the same time, I feel a little sad.

He was picked up from the earth for thousands of miles, raised with painstaking efforts, and the only subordinate with a less incomplete brain under him. He expected to be able to inherit the mantle, even if he couldn't inherit the mantle, he was still a right-hand man, but he rebelled.

As a result, the rest of the people around them are all brain-damaged goods.

"Who are you?" Yondu, whose chest rose and fell sharply, managed to suppress the anger in his heart, and asked coldly.

"Why do people like you like to say such a line at this time?" Sun Wukong didn't answer, but sighed.

"Wow!"

Yongdu's subordinates Qiqing showed their faces, and the crowd was raging. If it wasn't for Yongdu's efforts to stop them, they would have rushed forward with their knives.

"Do you want to get back your blowing arrow?" Sun Wukong asked calmly, as if he hadn't seen it, "If you really want to go back, tell me, you said it, how could I not return it to you. Blowing arrow It was originally yours. I just saw it and was a little curious, so I took it over and took a look. You don’t think I have it as your own, do you? This is too small for me. Of course, if you don’t know me, I won’t I blame you. Anyway, I am not a person who likes to force others, let alone a person who is greedy for petty gains, and takes what he likes as his own."

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Yongdu and all his subordinates were stunned.

"You don't really want to go back, do you? In fact, I really lack a magic weapon that can carry out long-range attacks. Your blow dart is still barely usable." Monkey King said to himself.

Although the Golden Cudgel can be transformed into a flying sword at any time, it is not a professional flying sword after all, and consumes an astonishing amount of energy.If you have a professional long-range attack magic weapon in hand, it is undoubtedly the best.

Of course, he is indeed not a person who likes to force others and to be pleased with others.

"Look at your child's aggrieved expression of being robbed of the lollipop, and you are about to cry, well, I'll give it back to you." Monkey King said, pinching Blowing Arrow's right hand and loosening it.

The blowing arrow lost control and fell straight to the ground. When the arrow was about to hit the ground, the body of the arrow was shaken and suspended, but it was Yondu who regained control of the blowing arrow.

"Yondu, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. The magic weapon of blowing arrows doesn't quite fit the image of a master of Taoism. It's too stubborn. It's easy to use whistling to control, sometimes it's easy to cause a kind of It’s an embarrassing misunderstanding. If I want to attack from a distance, I still use my non-professional flying sword.” Sun Wukong said, “The sword is free from the clouds, and the enlightenment is the blue sky. r1152