Zhang Yang and Changsheng were still fighting fiercely. Suddenly, a burst of sand and dust suddenly rose between them, blocking their sight. Before Zhang Yang could understand what was going on, he saw a water rope suddenly grabbing Changsheng's feet. Changsheng didn't react, and he didn't see who was attacking him.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, who was nervous but brave enough to face the danger. He kicked the wrist of Changsheng with a whirlwind and kicked at his hand holding the Qiankun Pot. In an instant, the Qiankun Pot was kicked over the sky.

When Changsheng saw that something was wrong, he hurriedly flew up to try to grab the Qiankun Pot. However, he had no choice but to see the wind and sand in his eyes, and the sight was not good, and he was dragged by a water rope under his feet. At this moment, Sun Wukong flew over him and grabbed the Qiankun Pot with one hand. At the same time, the Bull Demon King used his head to Changsheng. As soon as the Dragon Demon King took off the water rope, Changsheng was pushed to the side.

The group retreated back to the position where they were watching the game just now, and Sun Wukong laughed proudly with the Qiankun pot in his hand.

After laughing for a long time, the Bull Demon King pushed him and asked, "What are you thinking about? You are so happy? The saliva is flowing out, can we still fight?"

At this time, Sun Wukong came to his senses and realized that everything he had just happened was his fantasy. He slapped himself twice and then woke up, saying to them: "Have you told you clearly, just follow this plan and you can definitely take the kettle over!"

The Bull Demon King told everyone: "Remember, be careful."

After the Lion Camel King weighted the right foot of Peng Demon King, Peng Demon King took a deep breath, then calculated the distance between him and Changsheng with his naked eyes, and waited for a suitable opportunity so that he could accurately kick Changsheng's wrist as soon as he passed.

The Dragon Demon King and the Macaque King have prepared assistance, a chaotic vision of Changsheng and an action that binds Changsheng. Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King also have to have close contact with Changsheng, so they are particularly nervous, and the two began a warm-up exercise.

"I'm ready." The Demon Peng closed his eyes and made his last meditation: "I can...I can...I can..."

A few minutes passed, and the Demon Peng was still saying: "I can..."

The Bull Demon King slapped the back of the head of the Demon King Peng and cursed: "Do you still go?"

In the center of Yaochi on the other side, Zhang Yang and Changsheng fought hard. Zhang Yang used his ability to move instantly to perfectly avoid Changsheng's attack, and could also attack him with the flowing blade and fire.

But it was useless, because Changsheng was holding the Qiankun pot in his hand, and the water in the pot was always protecting Changsheng, blocking Zhang Yang's every blow, and the flames of each blow could be extinguished, so Zhang Yang could not attack Changsheng at all.

Just as he was thinking about how to snatch the kettle from Changsheng's hand, a strong wind mixed with gravel suddenly appeared in front of him and Changsheng, confusing their eyes.

Another water rope also wrapped around Zhang Yang's legs. Before he could see clearly what was on his ankle, he was pulled out of the wind and sand by a strange force. He originally thought he was saving him, but the next second, he was heavily thrown to the ground, smashing a pit on the ground.

When Sun Wukong saw the demon king, he shouted: "I asked you to hold the fairy, why did you hold my master? I even threw him into a dog and ate shit!"

The Dragon Demon King swallowed his saliva, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "The wind is too strong, I can't see clearly."

In addition, the Peng Demon King had already teleported to Changsheng. The Bull Demon King patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder, and the two flew towards Changsheng together.

The Demon Peng hit Changsheng's wrist and kicked the Qiankun Pot from his hand into the air. Sun Wukong seized the opportunity to hold the Qiankun Pot in his arms. At this time, the Demon Bull was about to push the horns to Changsheng's chest.

Changsheng found himself surrounded by enemies and instantly used force to burst out a shock wave from his body, bounced all three of them out. Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King and Peng Demon King were bounced onto the wall of Yaochi. They fell to the ground and vomited blood in their mouths, which didn't look very good.

At this time, Zhang Yang crawled out of the pit, he pulled off the gravel that hit his nostril, and then cursed: "Did you guys have been upset for a long time? Come on! Just fuck it! Just like a man, don't do sneak attacks behind your back!"

Sun Wukong raised the Qiankun Pot and said with difficulty: "Master, it depends on you for the rest."

The other three uninjured Lion Camel King, the Macaque King and the Dragon Demon King, also lay on the ground to pretend to be injured, and shouted to Zhang Yang: "It's all up to you, let's die for a while." After they said that, the three of them closed their eyes.

The Qiankun Pot was gone, and he didn't dare to attack Zhang Yang rashly for a moment. Now that Zhang Yang seized the opportunity, he would not let Chang Sheng go, so he launched the Bankai of Liu Blade Ruohuo: "The Remnant Fire Tai Dao North Ashes!" He released the strongest attack of Liu Blade Ruohuo, which had a wide range and a large energy, and was also fast, and attacked towards Chang Sheng.

But what surprised Zhang Yang was that after Liubian Ruohuo's fire blade came to Changsheng, it disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a ball of white heat. However, when Zhang Yang saw Changsheng's blue eyes, he knew that it was the ability of the great King Yu Shi to drive away Liubian Ruohuo's fire blade.

Zhang Yang thought that this was difficult to deal with, and even attacks could be taken away, wouldn’t Changsheng be invincible? Sure enough, after thinking about it, he still felt that he should attack in close combat and hit him with a knife, and he didn’t believe that he would be fine.

Thinking of Zhang Yang teleporting behind Changsheng, he then slashed on Changsheng's back with a knife. If it were a simple cold weapon, Changsheng would have nothing to do, but there was still a flame on Zhang Yang's knife, which made Changsheng painful. He screamed and fell to the ground.

"There is a chance!" Zhang Yang saw that Changsheng was injured by him, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue him, teleported to follow Changsheng, and then slashed at Changsheng with another knife. Changsheng was clever this time, and turned around and punched Zhangyang, although his fist did not hit Zhangyang.

However, the fist wind that came out of the fist was very powerful. This magic power and cultivation that existed from the beginning of the world could destroy the gods and Buddhas. Zhang Yang ate this punch and was directly hit into the trunk of the Peach Tree. With a loud bang, white smoke ignited from the hole of the Peach Tree. It was the smoke produced by the flames of the flowing blade like fire onto the trunk.

Changsheng got up from the ground, sneered, and said, "Zhang Yang, thank you, I'll help me burn trees. If you help me burn the peach tree, I can consider letting you go."
Chapter completed!