Chapter 48 An Unexpected Visitor

The fourth floor of the tower of the base of the Black Silk Army and the White Army.

Little Wukong turned sideways and dodged several more darts.

"Ha, you were able to dodge my darts. It seems you are really no ordinary kid."

The man hiding in the dark said this.

Little Wukong didn't know whether it was because of his voice or the slight movement of his body that Little Wukong noticed that Little Wukong walked up and kicked a big rock with one kick.

In fact, it was not a big rock, but a piece of wood painted with light gray paint to disguise it.

Little Wukong stepped forward, and sawdust flew everywhere.

Not only that, a purple figure flew out.

It is the Purple Sergeant of the White Army of the Black Silk Army.

The purple sergeant who was kicked away looked a little embarrassed. He stood up from the ground and said unwillingly: "Damn it, you happened to find me."

Little Wukong said: "No, I have already seen you."

"Nonsense! How could you, a layman, see through me?" Purple Sergeant didn't believe it at all, so he threw another black ball.

The black ball exploded on the ground, forming a smoke screen, and the surrounding area suddenly filled with smoke.

"Damn it, you actually use such a trick!" Little Wukong complained.

"Haha, boy, this is my invisibility technique, you can't find it."

It was obviously a smoke bomb, but the purple sergeant exaggerated it.

Little Wukong once again heard the voice and argued for position. He ducked to find the right position and hit Purple Sergeant in the face with an elbow. Purple Sergeant flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell hard on the ground. on the ground.

Then Purple Sergeant stood up and patted the dust on his body, and said angrily: "Boy, you succeeded in irritating me, but don't forget, I am a ninja, can you catch up with me?" He said this Then, he turned around and ran away.

Little Wukong chased after him without thinking. His speed was not slow and he was about to catch up with his opponent.

Purple Sergeant hurriedly threw a handful of dark things at his opponent.

Little Wukong from behind stepped on it, feeling a pain in the soles of his feet.

It turned out that Zijun Cao sprinkled a handful of caltrops on the ground.

Seeing Little Wukong's move in the air, Purple Army Cao smiled evilly and said: "Humph, can you still run like this?"

Unexpectedly, little Wukong recovered quickly. After pulling out the caltrops, he took out a pair of clogs from the universal capsule and put them on.

After this operation, Zijun Cao was stunned.

"Zi Juncao, stop dawdling, kill that brat quickly!" At this time, General Bai's voice came from the loudspeaker in the room.

"Okay, General Bai, I'll take action now!" Purple Sergeant said, pulling out the samurai sword from his back and saying, "Kid, the game is over here, I'm going to take action for real."

"Then come on." Little Wukong was not afraid at all, he pulled out the Ruyi Stick from behind and said, "Huh, I'm not someone to be trifled with either!"

"Boy, don't be too arrogant! Is this the way you talk to your elders? Watch me cut you into pieces!"

As Zi Juncao said this, he jumped up with his sword and struck him with his head.

Little Wukong placed the stick on the ground and stretched it out with a thought. Before Purple Sergeant could fall down, the stick directly hit his chest. Purple Sergeant suffered a burst of pain and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"You bastard, how dare you do this to me, I won't let you go." Purple Sergeant said, picking up the long knife on the ground and rushing towards his opponent.

The swords and sticks clashed together, and there was a sound of gold and iron.

Then the two fought for a few more rounds. Little Wukong went up with the stick, and there was a "chonk, bang, bang" sound, and the blade broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Zijun Cao had a look of hatred on his face: "Damn it, you actually took my precious sword..."

Little Wukong: "Ha, that kind of thing can't stop my wishful stick!"

"You brat, if that's the case, don't you dare fight me with bare hands." Purple Sergeant threw away the broken knife and said while secretly carrying a crescent boomerang behind his back.

After hearing this, Little Wukong innocently took back the wishful stick and said, "Do you want to fight with bare hands? That's great."

"Humph, you are really blindly confident. If that's the case, just go to hell!"

Purple Sergeant said with a wicked smile and threw the crescent boomerang in his hand.

The sharp boomerang flew close to the ground, cutting a shallow ravine in the ground, and headed straight for the opponent's door.

Little Wukong had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he dodged a cartwheel and said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Didn't I agree to fight with my bare hands? You're lying!"

Purple Army Cao mocked: "What a fool. Who can care so much about life and death?"

What people didn't expect was that the boomerang that originally escaped from his hand flew back and hit little Wukong on the back of his neck.

"Hahaha, boy, didn't you expect that?" Seeing his opponent being hit, Purple Sergeant smiled wildly.

But what happened next made Purple Sergeant even more unexpected. The boomerang that hit Little Wukong fell to the ground. Apart from some pain, he suffered almost no damage.

Little Wukong looked angrily and said: "Damn it, you attacked me unexpectedly. You are so despicable!"

Sergeant Zi was still sighing: "The neck is so hard, is your kid's head made of diamonds?"

Little Wukong assumed an offensive stance, preparing to launch an attack.

How could Zijun Cao still dare to fight this little monster at this time? He ran away.

While running, he used his trick that has never changed for thousands of years - throwing darts backwards.

Little Wukong dodged again to avoid these hidden weapons, and the darts were nailed to a big tree nearby.

The next moment, Little Wukong picked those darts off the tree, and then threw them towards his opponent with his backhand.

Purple Sergeant sped up and rushed into a huge wooden house. The dart was nailed to the door panel, and Little Wukong followed.

What is unexpected is that inside this large wooden house, there is actually a forest, which shows how huge the space is.

There are lush vegetation here, and Purple Sergeant is constantly shuttling among them. Little Wukong can't let his tail fall off, so he follows closely.

When Zi Juncao saw this, he immediately stopped, turned around and said, "What kind of monster are you, your kid?"

Little Wukong smiled confidently and said, "Then do you want to continue fighting, or do you want to surrender?"

"You bastard, how dare you underestimate labor and capital? If that's the case, show me what I can do, you little brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

As Zi Juncao spoke, he actually made a hand seal gesture with his hands.

"Clone Technique! Drink!"

He just heard him roar, and the number of Purple Sergeants turned from one to five.

"Hey? Is this afterimage fist?" Little Wukong looked around, looking a little confused.

"I told you, this is afterimage boxing! How about it, brat, do you still dare to talk nonsense now?" These five 'Purple Sergeants' actually spoke at the same time, saying the same sentence.

"Who are you talking to? A stupid warrior in purple."

At this time, a person came from not far away and spoke slowly.

"Huh?" The five 'Purple Sergeants' looked confused when they saw it.

When little Wukong saw this man, he was stunned on the spot.

Who was it that surprised them so much?

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