Fifty miles outside Chang'an City.

Li Hongru flew relaxed, and the thin Shen Fang followed him.

One controls the strong wind, the other steps on the white clouds.

When the two of them fell together, Shen Fang shook his head slightly, and when the red light flashed in his eyes, he had already taken out a needle from his ear.

Just exhaled, and the needle then turned into an iron stick more than two meters long.

"What a Ruyi weapon!"

The power of Ruyi's weapons will not be as powerful as the best sword, but the various Ruyi's abilities are enviable.

It can be transformed into the size of a needle, and the iron rod in front of me is obviously of the ultimate size.

Li Hongru did not doubt that the other party's iron rod Ruyi turned into a taller, thicker and heavier form, and even fitted with the other party's demon body.

This made Li Hongru couldn't help but admire him.

"You have the vision, my old grandson's Ruyi Golden Cudgel is really good." Shen Fang said, "It's just that you praise my stick and it's useless. Since I've made an appointment here, I'll take my old grandson and talk about other things."

Shen Fang's eyes flashed with redness, hairs on his body showed, and sharp teeth appeared.

He licked his scarlet tongue slightly, and the rich demonic aura on his body suddenly filled his body. The purple aura from time to time also showed the other party's cultivation.

From a human being to a big monster monkey, Shen Fang returned to the form of Sun Wukong in Lingshan.

This made Li Hongru mention the Eight Swords of Crows.

The opponent in front of you is not what you have seen in the past.

This has the power of Xue Wanche's body refining, and Xu Mao's quick, accurate and ruthlessness. This great monster monkey not only practices martial arts, but also has the ability to have mysterious magic techniques.

Although Li Hongru had some confidence when entering the eighth grade of the Yuanshen, he never thought he was standing at the top of the second ladder of the great cultivator.

When he saw Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, he no longer had to run away, but he only had the ability to stalemate and counterattack, and was no longer as passive as before.

And the same is true for Sun Wukong now.

Against this second-level top cultivator, Li Hongru had never thought about his possible chance of winning.

For Li Hongru, being able to fight, and being able to delay time is considered a success.

When others come to help, he can naturally withdraw safely.

"please!"

Li Hongru drew his sword.

He just said a sound from his mouth, and saw Sun Wukong grabbing, raising and smashing the stick more than a hundred meters away.

Simple movements, instant sprints.

When speed and strength are combined, this is the ultimate perfect martial art.

Li Hongru's eight crow swords were unfolded, and the moment the long sword touched the iron rod, his body was already wandering.

With the intention of procrastination, Li Hongru did not think of forcibly killing or counterattacking. His long sword touched the iron rod repeatedly, wandering everywhere he went.

The occasional bloody ray of shock was also a counterattack he realized it was safe and secure.

But when the Eight Crows touched Sun Wukong's body, the harsh sound of metal cutting came from the sound of Li Hongru completely gave up.

As a top practitioner from the second ladder, Sun Wukong's frontal combat ability is hard to be picky.

If you want to win such an opponent, you can only rely on some amazing magic weapons.

Thinking of the black banana pole he swallowed, Li Hongru had to sigh at the gains and losses.

Apart from the painting treasure given to him by Master Bodhi, Li Hongru currently has no top magic treasure, and that painting treasure is difficult to hide in the small Qiankun bag, and it is even more inconspicuous to release its power.

Li Hongru only felt that the probability of defeating his opponent was zero.

Even fighting is a difficult task.

His current comprehensive level of strength is already extremely strong and he can stand at the forefront of the court. However, if he encounters an opponent who is not aggressive with such a magic and is not afraid of sword fighting, Li Hongru will be helpless.

This is probably no different from the fact that some people meet Xue Wanche.

"You are such a boring person who can dodge you!"

Li Hongru had a headache for Sun Wukong's various abilities.

Sun Wukong didn't like the opponent in front of him as he picked up the stick.

If Li Hongru is strong, this guy can't stand his blow. If the opponent is not strong, the opponent is qualified to support him, and even has various charming moves, which makes it difficult to catch.

What Sun Wukong dislikes the most is this slippery opponent.

"A real man should fight head-on," Sun Wukong said loudly.

"I can't touch you!"

Li Hongru took more than ten steps back in a row, stepped out in "Treading the Sky" and his body turned several times like the wind before he responded.

He felt great when he entered the eighth grade of the soul.

When facing the pressure of the ninth-grade Yuanshen, he almost had no trouble feeling discomfort, not to mention being suppressed and affected by the suppression and endurance of the Yuanshen aura.

This was probably the first time he had a close-range battle with a ninth-grade soul.

Even if the other party is a top-level monster and is not profound in power of the soul, this is a real ninth-grade cultivator.

This is very close to Li Hongru's previous guess of his own strength.

His second-level combat power player has a very stable position.

Even if you have the eighth-grade soul to rise, Li Hongru's strength still has room to improve.

If you can enter the ninth level of the Yuanshen, Li Hongru feels that he has a certain probability of fighting with the first-stage cultivator.

"If you can't touch me, Lao Sun, and you're going to beat me?" Sun Wukong frowned.

"No one else can do it!"

Li Hongru thought about Xu Maogong's quick killing and Yuchi Gong's two maces, and felt that these two people could not do anything to touch Sun Wukong.

Although they are both ninth grade, Sun Wukong is a ninth grade body refining practitioner.

The great practitioner of body refining can fight hard, and it is extremely difficult to break hard with hardness. Only with softness can one have a way of life.

"We don't miss the river. Why do you come to Ci'en Temple to cause trouble for us?"

Li Hongru could not do anything to fall by counting the sticks. Sun Wukong's eyes had a slightly contracted light, and his eyes were clear and there was no lack of wisdom to think.

"It's not that we are causing trouble for you, but that you don't have the king's laws and you don't know it," Li Hongru waved his hand.

"What kind of princess caused it?"

"It's Princess Jingyang."

"Old Sun has long said that women are a disaster, so don't touch women randomly. Xiaobai listens to his left ear and his right ear. Could it be that he has reached a estrus period when it is difficult to control his body?"

Sun Wukong grabbed his head, feeling that it was difficult to understand these things between men and women.

"It must be that fool Ye Ye Shengge influenced Xiaobai. When I go back, I have to shave him two big ears!"

He thought about it over and over again, only to feel that Bianji was affected by external influences and it was difficult to control the power of the vast world in his body, and finally some ridiculous things happened.

Compared to his second junior brother, he is not afraid of meat and vegetables, Bian Ji was born with noble birth, and ordinary women are not attracted to him at all, and only at the level of a princess can he win a little joy.

It would be fine to be secretly stole these things, but it would be a disadvantage if they really put them on the table.

Even this loss will be huge.

"What kind of crime will this be in your Tang Dynasty?" asked Sun Wukong.

"According to the law, you should be killed!"

Li Hongru pursed his lips, and he had to say something sad.

Although there are many demons and horses, it is rare to turn into humans and become horse demons, and even fewer knowledgeable horse demons.

Li Hongru has spanned the East Land and Xiniu Hezhou for many years, and has seen Ma Xiaotong, who is not very complete in the desert of Xifan Hami.

But compared to the debate, Ma Xiaotong obviously did not see enough.

This is like the difference between a rural farmer and a royal prince.

The fate of such a top horse demon after being punished by the court is hard to say, and Li Hongru can't help but sigh.

"Your law is too strict..."

When Sun Wukong asked Li Hongru, he heard a dragon roar from Chang'an City from afar.

This changed his face.

Just because his body was lifted, Sun Wukong had already flew away.

"Where did the dragon come from?"

He heard the voice of the Dragon King of Jinghe more than ten years ago, and saw the fall of the Golden Dragon soul in Tuhun Holy Mountain. Li Hongru knew this kind of hissing.
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