Taking care of Fangcun Mountain, the monkey worshiped the wrong teacher at the beginning!

"So what if you don't admit defeat? I'm going to kill you now!"

Sun Wukong glanced at Yang Jian coldly, and a gloomy expression flashed in his eyes.

As he said that, the iron rod in his hand was raised high again, and then it fell down hard on Yang Jian's body.

Monkey King's iron rod contained terrifying energy, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze directly.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the whole ground trembled violently, the terrifying energy spread towards the surroundings, and the terrifying coercion directly shrouded Yang Jian's body.

"What a powerful force! The strength of this Monkey King is really terrifying! This guy can explode with all the power comparable to that of a quasi-sage early stage master!" After feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Monkey King, Yang Jian's pupils suddenly shrank Suddenly, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"It's amazing, as expected of Monkey King, it really wasn't built!"

At this time, the Meishan brothers and the others on the side also sensed the terrifying aura emanating from Monkey King, their faces suddenly became solemn, and a shocked expression appeared on their faces.

"Now is your time to die!"

"Suffer to death!"

Immediately afterwards, the iron rod in Sun Wukong's hand slammed down on Yang Jian's body.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian sneered at the corner of his mouth, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then he went straight up to meet him with the golden cudgel in his hand.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"Crack!"

The weapons of the two collided together, and then there was a piercing sound of collision, followed by the sound of bones breaking.

"puff!"

In the next second, Yang Jian spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and his body flew upside down, his face turned extremely pale.

"Hmph, kid, your strength is still far behind!" Sun Wukong said coldly when he saw that Yang Jian was continuously injured by himself.

While speaking, Monkey King jumped to catch up, wanting to strike while the iron is hot and continue to attack Yang Jian.

"Damn it, this bastard's physical body is too tyrannical. If he continues to consume like this, I will fall into his clutches sooner or later!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian cursed secretly, with an angry look on his face. He hadn't forgotten that Sun Wukong had a treasure in his hands. If Sun Wukong's strength was terrifying enough, even he would suffer.

"No, we must find a way to deal with him as soon as possible!"

Thinking of this, a gleam flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and then he sank his mind directly into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Soon, a spiritual light appeared in Yang Jian's mind, and then the three-pointed and two-edged knife emerged, and then Yang Jian also swung the three-pointed and two-edged knife in an instant, then aimed at Monkey King, and then slashed at Monkey King .

"Huh? Kid, what are you doing? Could it be that you want to rely on this broken weapon to fight against me? It's a pity, you underestimate the strength of this deity, you are doomed today!" Seeing Yang Jian unexpectedly Taking out a tattered weapon and attacking him, Sun Wukong smiled coldly, and the iron rod in his hand swung violently, directly blocking Yang Jian's face.

Yang Jian's three-pronged double-edged knife directly hit Sun Wukong's iron rod, and there was a "jingling" sound immediately.

Yang Jian only felt a huge reaction force rushing directly into his body, causing his meridians to vibrate violently, and the internal organs of his body seemed to be displaced.

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying counter-shock force was transmitted from the iron rod to Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian felt as if his chest was blocked by something, the clothes on his chest were torn apart, blood flowed, and his body flew upside down for more than ten meters.

He retreated several steps in a row before stopping, and then directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously the injury was serious.

"What a powerful force, what a strange martial art, this guy's fighting style is simply too weird!" Feeling the terrifying power of Monkey King's set of iron rods, Yang Jian couldn't help but said.

"Hahaha Yang Jian, what are you still doing in a daze? Now you know how powerful this deity is, right? Kneel down obediently and beg for mercy, maybe this deity will give you a way to survive! Otherwise, hehe, you should know the fate of offending this deity!"

Seeing Yang Jian's deflated look, Sun Wukong showed a sneer on his face, and then said, his words were full of arrogance and arrogance.

After seeing Yang Jian's ugly face, Sun Wukong couldn't help feeling secretly happy, and his heart was also full of contempt.

In his opinion, Yang Jian is just a waste, not his opponent at all.

"Sun Wukong, let me tell you, I, Yang Jian, will kill you today!"

However, Yang Jian obviously ignored Sun Wukong's sarcasm, but narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face instantly became extremely cold. Like a cold star.

"Okay! What an arrogant boy, since you are looking for death, then this deity will fulfill you today! Your strength is too low, and you are not worthy of this deity at all! You people are also going up together. I want to see who of you can do it!" I can stop the deity!" Seeing Yang Jian's attitude, Sun Wukong's face froze immediately, his eyes rolled, and then his eyes fell on the people behind him, and he said, with a cold and arrogant expression.

"Monkey, don't be too arrogant!" Yang Jian's voice was extremely indifferent, as if it came from Jiuyou, and one couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling.

"Humph!"

After hearing Yang Jian's words, Monkey King snorted coldly, and then walked directly towards Yang Jian.

The sound of his footsteps echoed continuously in the empty Nantian Gate, making one feel a little palpitating in one's heart, step by step, as if stepping on a person's heart.

"Hmph! Kneel down for me!" Soon, Monkey King came in front of Yang Jian, and then said coldly.

"Hehe, kneel down for you?" After hearing Monkey King's words, Yang Jian couldn't help but sneered, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Jian's eyes became extremely bright, and a lingering saber intent suddenly spread from Yang Jian's body, like a sharp sword, stabbing towards Monkey King.

After feeling Yang Jian's sword intent, Sun Wukong's face also became serious, and he could feel that Yang Jian's move was definitely not weak.

"What a terrifying sword intent, it seems that your strength is not simple! However, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how strong your strength is? Today you are still going to die!"

After finishing speaking, Monkey King swung the iron rod in his hand violently, and smashed it directly at Yang Jian.

"Break me!" Seeing Monkey King's action, Yang Jian sneered coldly, and the three-pronged double-edged knife in his hand shot out a bright blade light, and then ruthlessly met Monkey King's iron rod.

"clang!"

The two intersected, making a loud collision sound.