The Great Bandit of Journey to the West

Chapter 175 The Gun Was Unloaded

They slaughtered all the monsters on Leopard Head Mountain, leaving behind a trail of carcasses of jackals, tigers, leopards, and lions.

Seeing that there was too much meat to eat, Jiang Feng collected a few rare ingredients and then had Wukong and the others transport the remaining meat back to Yuhua County, where it was distributed to the local people.

When they returned to the palace the next day, King Yuhua had already received news that they had divided the meat in the city, and he and his three princes had been waiting for them in the main hall for a long time.

Upon seeing Jiang Feng and the others return, he quickly stepped forward to express his gratitude: "Thank you so much, Master and fellow disciples, for your help. Now the people in the vicinity no longer have to live in fear day and night, guarding against those monsters!"

Jiang Feng glanced at him indifferently and said, "The monster is dealt with, now it's your turn. You even lied to me, tell me how I should punish you?"

Yu Hua Wang said with a face full of shame, "Teacher, I was forced into a corner and had no other choice. I lost my mind and tried to trick you into making a move."

From now on, this disciple is willing to uphold the precepts and take refuge in Xuyuan Temple, refraining from false speech and abstaining from sexual relations, and from this day forward I will change my name to King Harsha!

Jiang Feng glanced at him and sneered, "You're way past the age of being attracted to women!"

King Yuhua's little scheme was exposed by his words, and he said with an embarrassed look, "Then I will not kill any living beings from now on?"

Jiang Feng said, "If you don't kill evil people, how can you govern the people? You should change your approach and treat the people kindly, and eliminate extravagance."

King Yuhua breathed a sigh of relief and earnestly promised, "I, King Harsha, swear to Heaven that I will treat the people kindly from now on, and practice frugality and restraint. If I break this oath, may I be punished by both gods and men!"

Just then, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, traversing the dark, cloud-covered expanse.

Yu Hua Wang, who had just changed his name, was startled and swallowed nervously, saying, "Teacher, look, Heaven has truly witnessed it for me—"

Jiang Feng frowned and glanced at the western sky. With his clairvoyance, he saw a dark mass of monsters riding on a demonic wind.

These monsters were strangely shaped, most of them were lion spirits, and the leader was a lion spirit with several heads, namely the Nine-Headed Lion.

The people outside the city were being tossed about by the demonic wind and were frantically rushing into the city.

At this moment, Wukong spoke up: "Master, many monsters have come outside, at least two thousand in number!"

Jiang Feng said with a stern expression, "The leader of the monsters is the Nine-Headed Lion, the great-grandfather of the yellow lion demon you killed."

This Nine-Headed Lion has a supernatural power: it can bite a person and render them unable to move. Even you, Wukong, are no exception. Remember to be careful.

Besides, he also had six demon kings under his command, including Bai Ze and Suanni, each of whom was no less powerful than Bajie.

Wukong rolled his eyes and laughed, "Hehe, Master, don't worry. He only has nine heads, but I, Old Sun, have countless clones. If he dares to bite, I'll let him get a mouthful of fur."

Looking at the countless monsters filling the sky, Pigsy said with fear, "Brother Monkey, when dogs fight, they only end up with a mouthful of fur."

Wukong bared his teeth, scaring away Bajie, and said, "Don't boost the enemy's morale and diminish our own! Back then, even 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals couldn't defeat me, Old Sun. How could I be afraid of a few hundred or so little demons!"

Having said that, Wukong took the lead and charged towards the monster in the sky.

With a sudden surge, the golden cudgel in his hand grew to a length of a hundred feet, and with a sweeping motion, it swept towards the demons.

Wherever the golden cudgel passed, a large number of monsters were swept off the clouds by Wukong's immense strength. The monsters immediately fell into chaos as they trampled each other while trying to avoid the blows.

Nine-Headed Lion's eyes narrowed. He stretched out his hands and grasped the Golden Cudgel. After a brief struggle with Wukong, Wukong, seeing his astonishing strength, immediately retracted the Golden Cudgel and came close to him. He then flew into the air and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying. The Golden Cudgel, which had been tossed high into the air, returned to Wukong's hands.

After regaining his footing, the Nine-Headed Lion stepped forward again. As he fought Wukong bare-handed, one of the lion heads suddenly bit at Wukong.

Wukong had long been wary of his supernatural powers and used a substitution technique, so that he only managed to bite off a single monkey hair that had become a substitute.

"In ancient times, Buddha cut off his own flesh to feed a tiger; now your great-grandfather plucks monkey hair to feed a lion!"

Taking advantage of the moment when he spat out the monkey hair, Wukong chuckled, plucked a handful of hairs, and blew on them.

Dozens of Wukong's avatars immediately appeared out of thin air, leaving about ten avatars to gang up on the Nine-Headed Lion, while the rest of the avatars went to kill the little demons in the sky.

Meanwhile, the six demon kings each found their own opponents and began fighting with Bai Suzhen and the others in the palace.

Seeing that the others had held back Bai Suzhen and Bajie, Bai Ze keenly spotted Jiang Feng's figure.

Jiang Feng exchanged a glance with him, immediately pulled out his AK47, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A burst of gunfire rang out. Bai Ze used its thick fur to withstand the bullets and, enduring the pain, pounced on Jiang Feng.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng casually threw his AK47 to the ground and switched to a shotgun: "You think you can kill me? Your heads aren't hard enough!"

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out, and a gust of divine wind rose from the ground, instantly blasting Bai Ze away.

Bai Ze screamed and covered his face with his right hand as he fled.

After escaping the coverage of the Samadhi Divine Wind, his body was covered in blood, and his entire right arm had been eroded by the Samadhi Divine Wind, leaving only bare white bones.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to press his advantage, he heard a smug voice beside him.

"If you don't stop, I'll kill King Yuhua!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Feng saw a strange-looking lion demon covered in dragon scales capture King Yuhua and hold a precious sword to his neck. It was Junmao, one of the six great demon kings.

Jiang Feng glanced at the pale-faced Prince Yuhua and said calmly, "You've arrested the wrong person. He's not Prince Yuhua."

The Suanni narrowed its eyes and said, "Don't try to fool me. When I used to steal from the palace, I saw someone call him King Yuhua!"

Jiang Feng looked at King Yuhua and said, "Tell him your name."

King Yuhua immediately understood and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "Your Majesty, you have arrested the wrong person. My name is King Harsha."

Ni was taken aback, wondering if he had really arrested the wrong person.

Just then, Jiang Feng tore off his belt and threw it violently toward Jun Mao.

In the blink of an eye, the belt made from the scorpion's tail wrapped around Junmao like a dragon emerging from its cave, and at the same time, the scorpion hook at the end of the tail pierced into his flesh.

"He felt a sudden numbness all over his body and collapsed weakly to the ground."

At this moment, Bai Ze was already in a killing frenzy and forgot the order to capture Jiang Feng alive. He tore off his right arm, which had become a skeleton and was somewhat in the way, and then used the copper hammer to smash it towards Jiang Feng's back.

Jiang Feng sensed a gust of wind coming from behind him, dodged the copper hammer by turning to the side, and at the same time, pressed the shotgun in his right hand against Bai Ze's forehead.

"Well"

Looking at Bai Ze, who stood frozen in place with trembling pupils, Jiang Feng slowly said, "Do you want to bet that my gun is unloaded? If it fires, you're finished. If it doesn't, I'll fire another shot."

Bai Ze's despair was written all over his face:

What difference does winning or losing make? You didn't leave me any way out!

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