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Chapter 102 The Great Rebellion

The black-clothed immortal was stunned when he heard this. Not to mention him, even the other immortals were stunned.

They seemed to be unable to believe that Sun Wukong really dared to say such ruthless words.

They even think that what Sun Wukong said and really thinks.

They could still feel this, but the deeper they felt, the less they could not believe that Sun Wukong really dared to do this.

"Why are you so brave? You are so brave. With Fan Killing the Immortals, no joke will make you ask me to do this."

The thin old man was the first to speak, although he thought Sun Wukong was very brave and had amazing courage.

But he did not think that Sun Wukong could really succeed in killing the immortals, because they thought that the way of heaven would not allow anyone to do so.

Sun Wukong sneered and said, "Heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs. Will you really be favored by the Tao of heaven?

In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, all the heaven, earth, human, god, ghost, demon are the same.

Even the way of heaven will favor those mortals more, and you so-called immortals and demons who steal the fortune of the way of heaven,

In the eyes of Tiandao, it may be a blood-sucking parasite. If you kill you, Tiandao will bleed, so you will be kept barely.

Instead, you think that you are the darlings of the way of heaven and treating mortals like ants is ridiculous."

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense. We immortals will live forever and enjoy the creation of heaven and earth.

Immortality, traveling around the universe, is countless times more noble than those mortals who are as humble as ants.

If there is a spirit in the way of heaven, how can you not know which one is important?”

The fairy in white could not accept Sun Wukong's remarks no matter what, and couldn't help but say angrily.

Sun Wukong laughed without saying a word when he heard this, but just looked at Yang Jian, and then both of them nodded.

Then Sun Wukong looked at the five immortals and said, "Actually, you will not convince me no matter what you say, that's because you think we are not worthy of talking to you.

You think from the bottom of your heart we are ants, it's fine.

Since you are not convinced, I am too lazy to talk to you. Let us let you go, and then whether you fight or escape, if you are not convinced, come and try it."

"Yes, after letting you go, you will definitely not escape.

I want to see what you have to pretend to be in front of us." Yang Jian also nodded and said.

When the five immortals looked at each other, they all saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes, but they hid very well and were almost invisible.

Then they looked at Sun Wukong and Yang Jian together and said, "You really plan to let us go?"

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "That's natural, do what you say."

As soon as these words were said, the joy in the eyes of the five immortals could hardly be concealed.

Even their eyes looked at Sun Wukong and Yang Jian as if they were looking at dead people.

If they weren't too deep, perhaps the murderous intent hidden would burst out.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian have actually seen their eyes long ago.

After all, pretending to behave in front of the two great gods requires a lot of talent or even luck.

After saying that, Sun Wukong waved his hand and released the five immortal-bound ropes, and then flew towards Sun Wukong together.

As soon as the five immortals were released, they rushed towards Sun Wukong and Yang Jian fiercely.

On the one hand, they want to snatch the immortal rope, which is a rare treasure.

On the other hand, they wanted to kill Sun Wukong and Yang Jian directly.

After all, they thought they had suffered humiliation in front of Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, and they could only kill Sun Wukong and Yang Jian to wash away the shame.

What's more, there is the black-clothed immortal who was slapped out by Sun Wukong.

At this time, he stared at Sun Wukong fiercely, and the murderous intent in his eyes was almost bursting out, which shows that he really hated Sun Wukong very much.

Imagine an emperor was beaten hard by a beggar, vomited a lot of saliva, and even humiliated him with words. I guess the grudge was deeper than the sea.

This is true for the emperor, let alone the immortals who are far more noble than the emperor.

"Bang" and "Bang" sounds, Sun Wukong stood there, fighting against five.

Both sides were about to part with each other, and it seemed that they were evenly divided, and no one could do anything to anyone.

But in fact, Sun Wukong only made one move, while the five of them took full advantage of their efforts with hatred.

Although Yang Jian was blowing his clothes and flickered by the bursting storm.

But he looked dull. He believed in Sun Wukong's strength and did not feel surprised at all about this result.

However, the five immortals on the opposite side looked extremely shocked when they saw a ghost.

They were all blinded at this time and even doubted their lives.

Because the five of them did not take a tied rope, nor did they kill each other, and even shared the same fate with each other, how could they believe this?

Five immortals looked at Sun Wukong in amazement. The thin old man stared at Sun Wukong and said, "You are actually an immortal. Is it interesting to pretend to be a cultivator like this?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, shook his head and said, "It's ridiculous, am I an immortal?"

I don’t have fairy energy, let alone fairy body. I am just a cultivator who has not become an immortal.”

"Impossible, if you are not an immortal, how can you be our opponent?

We have been killed by one blow, and there is no place to die. Don’t want to deceive us." The white-clothed immortal said without believing it.

"Why both of the immortal friends have to talk to them too much? Kill them first." The immortal in black couldn't help but snorted coldly when he heard this.

He hated Sun Wukong who slapped him away and wanted to kill Sun Wukong immediately.

After saying that, the immortal in black took out an immortal sword and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

The other immortals also wanted to rush forward, but were stopped by the thin old man.

The other three immortals looked at the thin old man with confusion and even dissatisfaction, not understanding what he meant.

The thin old man sneered and said, "Don't be anxious, let him try that kid's bottom first."

The other three immortals stopped hearing this.

At this time, the black-clothed immortal rushed up with an immortal knife in his hand, and slashed at Sun Wukong with a force to slash Huashan.

A huge and extremely sharp sword light teared the void, split the void in half and then cut it down.

"Go to die, damn humble and pitiful ant!" the black-clothed immortal roared.

After saying that, he laughed to the sky. He didn't think Sun Wukong could take over his sword.

With a "bang", Sun Wukong stood there without moving, raised his hand and punched him hard on the sharp sword light.

Then the "click" sound of the knife light condensed almost into substance continued, and finally burst into pieces in one fell swoop.

The raging sword aura rages and strangles the space in front of Sun Wukong into a blur.
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