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After Sun Wukong finished his curses, he felt his vision blur before he even saw who it was. He then felt that he no longer had the strength to lift up his eyelids to support himself.

Abruptly, Sun Wukong felt his body and mind become abnormally tired. He really wanted to get a good night's sleep. As he closed his eyes, Sun Wukong felt his body being weighed down.

Abruptly, Sun Wukong lost consciousness. After which, his body that was slammed into the wall, collapsed downwards.

"Boom ?" Sun Wukong's body, which was covered in blood, collapsed heavily on the ground. Smoke rose in the air and soon after, no longer made a sound.

At this moment, the blue-clothed man, who was rapidly flying towards Sun Wukong, saw that Sun Wukong was still unconscious. His body also heavily fell on the ground, no longer emitting any sounds.

For a moment, the man in blue hurriedly sent out his spiritual will to check if Sun Wukong was really unconscious. Soon, he verified all of this. At this moment, he didn't need to think to know that Sun Wukong was at his wit's end. It was impossible for him to have any schemes or tricks, and he had already fainted.

"Hahaha ?" As the man in blue was laughing, his figure was getting closer to Sun Wukong. Immediately, he became even more excited. He was about to reach out and grab the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod next to Sun Wukong.

Just as his left hand was about to make contact with the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod, an extremely dazzling light suddenly flashed. The Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod actually released waves after waves of fierce beast's roar.

This immediately scared the blue-clothed man. He thought it was an enemy attack, but who would have thought that the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod had sensed a strange aura and actually knew that he was protecting its master.

However, very quickly, the blue clothed man's expression was indifferent. He waved his left hand and grabbed at the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod.

All of a sudden, because the blue-robed man had reached out with his bare hand towards the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod, he felt the strange object attack him. A faint immortal aura was released from the rod in an indifferent manner.

This sliver of celestial spiritual energy looked a bit weak, but it was still a treasure to those old ancestors. However, it was a fatal blow to those who thought that the blue clothed man's cultivation was too low.

Suddenly, when the blue-clothed man had just been acting arrogantly a moment ago, his face suddenly changed. There was a sharp pain coming from his left hand, as if he was about to be beaten into a pulp by Sun Wukong.

"Hiss ?" Suddenly, when the blue-clothed man's left hand quickly withdrew, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

The blue-clothed man's pupils contracted as he widened his eyes. He never expected that Sun Wukong would have already fainted. Who would have thought that there would be such an obstacle in his path for him to snatch his immortal equipment?

All of a sudden, drops of sweat the size of beans covered the man's entire forehead. When he retracted his left hand, he suddenly felt that he had an immortal artifact in his hand, but was unable to get it.

He, who was furious, was suddenly in a hurry. As he waved his hand, his dantian, which was like a miniature Nascent Soul, quickly formed hand seals. Soon after, the peak late stage of the Sky Origin Stage cultivation of the blue clothed man suddenly erupted as streams of zhenqi crazily surged out.

Vast amounts of true qi quickly gathered in his left hand through his meridians. Following which, although his left hand was affected by the immortal energy and was currently trembling slightly, it was accompanied by streams of true energy.

The injuries on his left hand gradually healed. Moreover, as more and more true energy gushed in, it quickly reached a saturated state. Suddenly, it turned into layers of tight nets that covered the left hand of the blue-clothed man.

Under the cover of the net formed by true energy, his face was once again filled with a dark ruthlessness. He tried to dodge the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod, but if he had to hurry and dodge the defensive immortal armor worn by Sun Wukong, he would definitely die.

There wasn't much time left for him, because he had already felt it when he released his spiritual will just now. There were several strong auras rushing over. If he didn't hurry, then all of the things he had just done would be for naught.

Suddenly, just as the blue-clothed man was about to grab the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod again, a thought flashed through his mind. The blue-clothed man was extremely shocked in his heart. That was because he had felt that killing intent. At this moment, it had suddenly appeared in his mind.

This dangerous thought did not come from the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod that he was about to touch, but from behind him.

Then, sensing the approaching danger, with a flash of lightning, the blue-clothed man's body suddenly flashed, and his mind spun slightly.

All of a sudden, a spell was cast directly at his head. In an instant, a deep bloody wound appeared on the face of the man in blue. At this moment, his pupils were contracted. His eyes were wide open as he watched everything. It seemed as if there was a trace of lingering fear in his eyes.

Just a little bit more and his brain would explode. Droplets of sweat, as big as beans, covered his entire forehead once again. There were even drops of sweat that flowed down his cheeks.

At the place where the sweat ran down his wounds, before he had the time to feel pain, he suddenly felt waves of intense pain coming from his face as he soaked in the sweat.

Suddenly, his body flashed, and he quickly stood up.

"Who is it!?" You actually dare to sneak attack me? Are you looking to die? " At this moment, the blue clothed man suddenly turned his head when he spoke those words.

Knowing that there were already people rushing over, the blue-clothed man became even more shocked at this moment. It seemed that the person who had come was someone with extraordinary skills. He had not been here for long, and yet he did not notice it.

Suddenly, the blue-clothed man thought to himself. Since he was already here, he might as well defeat him again. No matter who he was, he would kill him first! He extended his hand and was about to pull out his mid grade spirit weapon, the Whale-Shark Saber, when he was shocked.

Because, he seemed to have just recalled something, because just as he saw Sun Wukong fall down, his emotions caused him to be so excited that he actually threw away the Whale-Shark Saber. Now that he was facing a great enemy and the magic treasure was no longer in his hands, what could he do?

At this moment, which blue-clothed man was looking angrily at which man was in the air? He was wearing a white daoist robe, and his age was around twenty years old, and his appearance, was also quite handsome. On his daoist robe, was impressively carved the symbol unique to the Crescent Moon Tristar Cave.

Following which, the man in blue released his spiritual will to observe the young man who had ambushed him before suddenly casting a spell. Which young man emitted the same level of cultivation as him, the peak of the late stage of the early stage?

He was very confident that if he was at his peak state, he would definitely be able to fight with that person and perhaps, defeat him. However, at this moment, in the battle against a freak like Sun Wukong, he had already used up most of his Zhen Qi in his Dantian, and furthermore, he had also suffered injuries of all sizes.

In this current situation, if the blue-clothed man wanted to defeat a man with a cultivation at the peak of the late Xiantian realm, there was still some possibility. What should he do?

Drops of cold sweat trickled down. While the blue-clothed man was deep in thought, he suddenly glanced at the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod beside Sun Wukong. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

After which, the blue-robed man laughed sinisterly. He'd suddenly thought of a way to borrow a knife to kill someone.

"Hehehe ?" All of a sudden, the blue clothed man laughed sinisterly. Following which, all of the power in his body erupted forth. The remaining true energy within his Dantian gushed out like a gushing river.

Suddenly, the man in blue kicked the ground with his feet, and his figure jumped up. In mid-air, he somersaulted backwards, and within his dantian, a large amount of true energy gushed into his left hand. With a wave of his hand, a Dragon Seizing Hand appeared, grabbing the ground, and he laid down on the Eight Desolations Frost Sky Rod beside Sun Wukong.

Once again, the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod was caught in the palm of this foreign Qi and released a sliver of resisting immortal qi.

All of a sudden, the blue-clothed man seemed to feel a sharp pain on his left hand. He suddenly raised his hand and threw the Eight Desolations Freezing Sky Rod in his left hand towards the young man who had just ambushed him.

Suddenly, in the middle of the air, the youth that had defeated Sun Wukong and the blue-clothed man looked down with a leisurely expression on his face, watching the actions of the blue-clothed man.

Originally, he did not care much about it, but all of a sudden, when he released his spiritual will and felt the grade of the stick, he was instantly dumbfounded. Originally, he had thought that Sun Wukong had just joined the Tristar Crescent Abode, even if one of his martial uncles was from the sect, he would at most be a high-grade spiritual equipment.

"Holy sh * t ?" Seeing this, all of a sudden, one of the men could no longer hold it in and couldn't help but curse loudly.

At this time, at a glance, he suddenly discovered that the youth who had just ambushed the blue-clothed man was the one who had led Sun Wukong into the Tristar Crescent Moon Cave, Liu Lin.

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