Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Zhu Houzhao's figure flashed and instantly turned into Yang Jian's appearance.

He wears a three-mountain flying phoenix hat, a yellow robe with eight-clawed dragon patterns, golden boots on his feet, a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, and an immortal sword at his waist. The heavenly eye between his eyebrows is shining with divine light.

"Holy crap...this posture, this posture, this temperament is exactly the same as Yang Jian!" Sun Wukong grinned and looked Zhu Houzhao up and down, and sighed:

"How come you can change in 72 ways? And you're so proficient in it... To be honest, as far as this spell is concerned, I think I'm not as good as you!"

The corners of Zhu Houzhao's mouth raised slightly, and his cold expression and indifferent demeanor simply made Sun Wukong unable to distinguish between true and false, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Don't you want to know who will win in a duel between you and Yang Jian? Now that the opportunity has come, treat me as the real Yang Jian and fight with all your strength!" Zhu Houzhao said solemnly.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he frowned and asked suspiciously:

"This transformation method can only simulate the form, but it can never simulate the divine channel technique of the transformed object. So what's the point of fighting? In the end, if I'm not still fighting you, there will be someone who can fight with Yang Jian. That effect?

Zhu Houzhao did not answer, but suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch a seal, and a mighty thunder struck out from his palm and shot towards Sun Wukong.

When Sun Wukong saw the thunder, his eyes widened immediately, and he ducked backwards, narrowly avoiding the thunder.

The sky thunder bombarded the ground, but it directly blasted a ravine, and the waterfall below was clearly visible!

"Oh my God, isn't this Yang Jian's Five Thunder Technique?!" Sun Wukong said with disbelief.

Zhu Houzhao didn't say anything. He directly pulled out the Immortal Killing Sword from his waist, raised it high, and struck it hard at Sun Wukong!

The sword light that tore apart the world came out, and as soon as the cold sword energy came out of its sheath, it drew a slender bloody gash on Sun Wukong's face.

The sharp aura didn't seem to be fake, so Sun Wukong was so frightened that he quickly took out the golden cudgel from his ear, held it with both hands horizontally in front of him, and barely held the sword that had been chopped straight down.

Sun Wukong finally took a breath, and then said in surprise:

"Lao Zhu, when did that guy Yang Jian lend you the Immortal Killing Sword?"

"He didn't borrow it, I conjured it up."

Zhu Houzhao showed a joking smile, holding the Immortal Slayer Sword with his right hand even harder.

Sun Wukong's body sank slightly, and while resisting, he cursed:

"Damn old Zhu, do you really think I'm stupid? Yang Jian used this thing before when he rescued me from Huaguoshan. I can recognize it. This sword in your hand is definitely the real immortal sword!"

"I didn't say it was false." Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said.

Sun Wu gritted his teeth in anger, suddenly raised the golden cudgel upwards, and directly opened the Immortal Slaying Sword. Then he took a few steps back, distanced himself, pointed at Zhu Houzhao and roared angrily:

"Then you still say he didn't borrow it! What a joke. The Immortal Slayer Sword in your hand is genuine. Could it be that you pulled it out?"

"You didn't understand what I said. Watch it." Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said, then gently threw the Immortal Sword upwards, but the Immortal Sword instantly turned into a misty gray mist.

Zhu Houzhao thought, and the gray mist condensed into a golden bow and fell on his hand.

After doing all this, he looked at Sun Wukong again and said with a smile:

"Silly monkey, do you understand?"

Sun Wukong was stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and murmured with a dull look on his face:

"Grandma, this spell is so incredible..."

Zhu Houzhao chuckled, spread out his hand, condensed three more silver bullets, placed them on the golden bow, pulled and released them hard, and the three bullets of light instantly shot out and shot towards Sun Wukong!

"Come and try Yang Jian's golden bow and silver bullets!"

Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed, and he poked the golden hoop in his hand three times in the air, making three "ding, ding, ding" sounds, and the three silver bullets were shot down to the ground.

Before Sun Wukong could be proud, the three silver bullets on the ground suddenly exploded, causing rocks to shake off and dust to fly everywhere. Sun Wukong, who was at the center of the explosion, was even more miserable, with his whole body in tatters and his face disgraced.

"Bah, bah, bah, don't mess around in Shuiliandong, let's go out and fight!"

Sun Wukong spat out a few mouthfuls of ashes and realized that the noise of the battle was too loud and might destroy the Water Curtain Cave, so he called Zhu Houzhao, took the lead and flew out with Douyun, followed closely by Zhu Houzhao.

Not long after, the two came to the sky above Huaguo Mountain, hovering in the air, looking at each other from a distance, the atmosphere was strangely tense.

"Sun Houhou, don't be polite to me, just think of me as Yang Jian and just use your most powerful spell to greet me!" Zhu Houzhao shouted.

"Humph, who would be polite to you!"

Sun Wukong transformed into three heads and six arms, and used the magic of heaven and earth. His body instantly rose up, and he swung the enlarged golden hoop and swept towards Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao laughed and actually imitated Sun Wukong, cast the same spell, and turned into a giant with three heads and six arms.

He held the three-pointed two-edged sword in both hands and raised it. The golden cudgel was immediately thrown away, and Sun Wukong's hand holding the cudgel couldn't help but swing to the side.

Zhu Houzhao took the opportunity to make a seal with his hand, and sprayed out a ball of divine thunder from his mouth, causing Sun Wukong to convulse and tremble.

"Damn old Zhu!"

Sun Wukong cursed angrily, obviously getting really angry.

When he regained his breath, he rushed towards Zhu Houzhao with the golden cudgel.

The two fight together!

Various spells were flying in the field, and from time to time a divine light appeared. Along with Sun Wukong's roar, the golden hoop holding the sky and the ground flashed quickly, and then there was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Zhu Houzhao looked relaxed from beginning to end. While fighting, he changed the magical weapons in his hands in various ways.

Tai'a sword, Qingfeng sword, Kunxuan sword, mountain-opening axe, mountain and river community map, mountain whip, demon-slaying sword, demon-binding rope... As long as it was used by Yang Jian, he had done it all.

Later in the fight, he even transformed into a roaring dog in a funny way, but it was only in the Golden Immortal realm and was purely created by Zhu Houzhao to disgust Sun Wukong.

As soon as the roaring dog appeared, it recognized Sun Wukong and rushed towards him with bared teeth and claws.

As you can imagine, the pirated Roaring Sky Dog was killed by Sun Wukong's waving golden cudgel before he got close, and finally turned into a misty gray mist and flew back into Zhu Houzhao's body.

The fighting continued day and night.

The reason why the fight lasted so long was not because Zhu Houzhao let go, but because in order to truly simulate Yang Jian's state, he suppressed his realm to the level of Daluo True Immortal.

Therefore, it can be seen from the side that the gap between Sun Wukong at the Daluo Sanxian level and Yang Jian at the Daluo True Immortal level is not very big...