"boom!"
The long stick swept across, as if suppressed by a side of the sky. Although the unparalleled fierce power lacked some more powerful blessings, the will within it made people feel a little moved.
The four Arhats formed a vicious formation to jointly resist the damage caused by this stick.
It's a pity that although Sun Wukong's stick has good intentions, it is still a little weak.
Those vague and distant memories began to emerge more clearly in Sun Wukong's mind.
He is extraordinary.
It was originally a back-up deliberately left behind by the former heaven when the evil energy invaded.
When he mustered up the courage to start fighting against evil, following his fighting instinct, those originally vague spells were also activated on his body, like a program that had been reprinted long ago.
Swing the long stick.
The next moment, Sun Wukong's whole body was on fire, turning into a scorching sun, mixed with the fierce power of the sky, and straight... slammed into the Arhats.
At this moment, he was full of sharpness.
Although it looks like a fireball, it is as proud as the blazing sun.
Such a battle is hearty and hearty.
Abandoning all distracting thoughts, it seemed as if I had returned to some true nature.
Sun Wukong raised his head and roared.
Behind him were Sha Wujing, Zhu Wulong and Tang Yanrou whose eyes were gradually dulling.
Sha Wujing and Zhu Wulong seemed to be touched by Sun Wukong.
But when they intended to imitate, they found that they could not 'ignite' like Sun Wukong.
They still have concerns.
In other words, the 'Ran' belonging to Sun Wukong cannot be reproduced on their bodies.
"when!"
This blow, howling ghosts, and the trembling sound of metal, seemed to shatter the entire void, and then annihilate everything around it.
The vibrating sound seemed to penetrate the distance.
The large formation formed by the Arhats appeared to be in pieces under the impact of Sun Wukong.
The blood in Sun Wukong's body was rolling, surging like a stormy sea, flowing in his blood vessels, making waves of surging sounds.
He is seething, awakening.
In the world of Journey to the West, the identities of the four protagonists have their own origins, functions, and uses.
However, with the identity of Chen Xuanzang, when it comes to Cao Zhe, there is no such thing as a hidden secret.
But for Cao Zhe, there is not much difference between having and not having that little increase.
At this time, Sun Wukong, as the only awakened one among the four protagonists, is venting his edge on the battlefield.
"Boom!"
The air trembled.
Just like the sound of divine drums passed down from the Lingxiao Palace, Sun Wukong's stick drove his body, breaking through the defenses again and again.
Beat the four Arhats from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to mid-air.
"Crack!"
Another shattering of defenses.
The heads of the two Arhats were also smashed by Sun Wukong at the same time.
He actually killed three Arhats in a row.
Such a record is already unique among ordinary competitors.
It’s just that Arhats are not good people either.
Two Arhats perished, but five more Arhats took their place.
At this time, almost more than half of the Arhats had gathered around Sun Wukong, intending to gnaw away his strong bones first.
Then deal with the team of messengers.
The Arhats...were also really fired up.
After all, they are all evil-minded guys, what good can they have?
When I made the move before, I was actually forced to exercise some restraint due to some reasons.
At least before that, they were still hesitating about which one of the four to choose to save their lives.
Now, don’t hesitate!
At least Sun Wukong, he must die!
Sound waves roared, shaking the void.
It is hard to tell whether it is cold or fierce, quiet or dark, with a chaotic color, and it is speeding towards Sun Wukong with endless malice.
When the seven Arhats joined forces, the methods they used were naturally more urgent, fierce, and fierce.
But wherever this breath passed, everything began to collapse and rot.
The fighting Gaoshan State troops also began to evacuate to the surrounding areas.
This is beyond their scope of involvement.
Sun Wukong recalled!
Recalling the 'Sun Wukong' he knew, he wanted to imitate him and become him.
Every time he swung the long stick, he felt as if he was getting closer to that figure.
But the seven Arhats!
That's really a lot more.
A temporary burst can double Sun Wukong's combat power, but it cannot make him invincible.
This is like if a person who is usually weak and can be bullied can really defeat his opponent who usually bullies him if he gets aggressive.
But if it is turned into a super being capable of killing anyone in front of it.
Sun Wukong was knocked away.
The fiery red evil energy burning on his body was being grabbed by the black palms, and then torn apart fiercely.
It was as if Sun Wukong was about to be stripped of his disguise, exposing his original vulnerability.
"Back off!"
"Let me come!" Sha Wujing's voice came from behind Sun Wukong.
When Sun Wukong heard this voice, he felt exhausted all over.
He is going to fall!
I will fall into this sound.
That persistent fighting spirit seemed to be disappearing with this call.
But suddenly!
Sun Wukong cheered up.
He roared, bracing himself.
"There is no great sage behind Wuzhi Mountain, and the True Tathagata is not seen in the Western Heaven!"
"Even if I die today, I don't want to retreat!" Sun Wukong suddenly straightened his body, vomited blood, and charged without hesitation.
Zhu Wulong squinted his eyes, looking at Sun Wukong like this, and secretly cursed: "Madman!"
Then I felt a little envious for no reason.
Even in the last competition, when he was the Dharma King, he had never been so high-spirited.
What Sun Wukong said was very powerful.
But when he rushed up, he was actually just being beaten.
And he was beaten badly.
All the acupuncture points in the body are collapsing.
The evil spirits stored in the acupoints are dissipating.
The magical seeds of the Condensation and Spirit Platform began to collapse and shatter under repeated stimulation.
The distance cannot be increased, and most powerful spells that require forward motion cannot be cast.
Sun Wukong said a few harsh words, but still fell into the quagmire of a bitter battle.
There was a devil inside calling him, asking him to beg for mercy, ask for help, and retreat.
But there is also a demonic nature that is supporting him.
Let him continue to fight and wave the stick in his hand!
Vaguely, he seemed to see those eyes again.
This time, the owner of the eyes became blurry, and only the eyes themselves became clearer.
"Have you tried your best?" The owner of those eyes seemed to be asking.
"I...tried my best?" Sun Wukong muttered.
"Since you have tried your best, I will let you try your best again!"
"Professor Lin Zhan, this is my first time doing this kind of thing."
"Just take a look!"
"How much you learn and how much you understand is all up to you."
"You like to use sticks, then I will teach you the Qitian Stick Technique that I created!"
"The first stick... Yuyu clarified Wanliai!"
"With this strike, those who can't stand it, those who don't understand, and those who don't like it will all be wiped out in ashes!"
