Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

Three hundred thousand "barbarians" surged into Linghua City, and the pedestrians on the streets had long since hidden away, not daring to roam the streets.

However, what puzzled them was that these bandits did not engage in the burning, killing, and looting they had imagined. Instead, they headed straight for the City Lord's residence with a purpose.

"Is this a rebellion?"

"It's strange, the city's army just let them break in?"

"It seems like the Immortals have drawn the army away. They've been patrolling the city all day, as if looking for some treasure, so there was no head-on conflict with the bandits."

"We should consider what's going to happen next."

The hearts of those inside the city were filled with trepidation.

But Meng Xiaolan paid no attention to the common people hiding in their houses and cellars; her mind was occupied by one thought—had they really entered so easily?

She had thought there would be a fight for some time, but never expected it to be this easy.

"Indeed, Kun Country has fallen."

Meng Xiaolan confirmed her thoughts, "Since the founding of Kun Country, there has never been a rebellion, not because everyone in Kun Country lives happily, nor because the commoners are too scared to resist after being bullied, but because they don't know how to resist."

"I am their guide to rebellion!"

A group arrived in front of the imposing City Lord's residence, smashed the doors, and burst in, capturing most of the people. Only the City Lord of the Great Meditation Realm, Liu Tianlang, escaped disaster by leaping onto the eaves.

"You all!"

Liu Tianlang glared at everyone, wondering in disbelief, "Even if the city's army was drawn away by the Immortals, you shouldn't have been able to avoid them!"

"Liu Tianlang, surrender! You don't stand a chance," Meng Xiaolan shouted at the bewildered Liu Tianlang, "If you surrender, you can keep your body intact!"

Xiao Huan whispered to her, "Miss, the way you're saying it, it's as if we are the bad guys."

"Xiao Huan, mind your words, please. We are here to liberate the good people," Meng Xiaolan said earnestly. Then she slightly raised her hand, and everyone lifted their long spears, aiming at Liu Tianlang on the roof.

Liu Tianlang's expression immediately darkened.

With so many spears, even at his Great Meditation cultivation, he couldn't dodge them all.

But surrendering was out of the question!

Surrendering meant death!

Not surrendering also meant death!

Then it's better to fight to the death!

With a thought, facing life and death, Liu Tianlang unleashed all his potential in an instant, crossing a hundred meters and arriving in front of Meng Xiaolan.

A punch thundered out, like a great sun meteor, crushing the will of all present with its incomparable momentum.

Those who follow me shall prosper!

Those who oppose me shall perish!

Such was the intent of his fist, like a tyrannical ruler, leaving everyone present momentarily transfixed.

But Meng Xiaolan reacted, letting out a fierce shout. She struck a blow, but it landed on her horse instead, using the recoil to vault over ten meters into the air, narrowly avoiding Liu Tianlang with great risk.

Boom!

The punch hit the horse, blowing it apart in a mist of blood.

"Damn it!"

Liu Tianlang couldn't believe that his near-limit-breaking punch had missed, letting the opponent dodge.

At that moment, villagers close to Liu Tianlang thrust their spears at him.

Undoubtedly, Liu Tianlang was tougher, and his body was impervious to swords and spears, but his eyes, nostrils, ears, and other areas were not indestructible.

Though he blocked most of the spears, one pierced his ear, one blinded an eye, and three spears skewered his buttocks.

Even so, he was only in disarray, not dead.

"Dammit!"

Liu Tianlang burst with rage, flinging the villagers near him away. Just as he was about to attack, Xiao Huan seized one of his arms, then grabbed the spear stuck in his ear, pushing forcefully.

"Motherf*cker!"

Liu Tianlang hurriedly reached with his other arm to grab at Xiao Huan's eyes.

But just then, Meng Xiaolan, descending from the air, landed on his shoulder on the other side, throwing off his balance due to gravity and inertia.

Seizing the opportunity, Meng Xiaolan landed on the ground, assuming a horse stance, and firmly gripped his other arm.

"Now!" Meng Xiaolan bellowed.

The villagers quickly caught on.

Gou Er and Lu Sanxia grasped Liu Tianlang's legs while other villagers took control of his body.

Lu Erxia took hold of the spear that had pierced Liu Tianlang's eye. Lu Yixia picked up a hammer and smashed it down hard on the end of the spear, like driving a wedge!

"Ah!"

Liu Tianlang roared as his brain throbbed in severe pain; the spear that pierced his eye had reached his cerebral cortex with that hammer blow.

He tried to resist, but bound as he was, he could barely move and couldn't break free.

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Without reaching the embryonic breath, he had no right to self-detonate.

"Die!"

Lu Yixia hammered down again, and the villagers who were close helped steady the spear, taking turns with Lu Yixia striking it.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

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Muffled hammering resounded in the City Lord's residence, accompanied by Liu Tianlang's wails and the villagers' chants!

"Eighty!"

By the eightieth blow, the spear in the eye had sunk deep into Liu Tianlang's brain. The spear in the ear penetrated his innards, and, apparently damaging nerves, caused him to release his bowels and reek.

Thud!

Liu Tianlang collapsed to the ground, barely breathing, bathed in blood, now mingled with white brain matter, clearly beyond saving!