It turned into a Ruyi golden cudgel with a diameter of about two meters and a height of 20 meters and fell straight down. The moment it touched the ground, a large amount of blood burst out from the bottom, and the black horse was crushed to pieces.
Ao Bing dodged the blow that shook the mountains and rivers in time. Just as he was hanging in the void, he saw the murderous Monkey King possessed by golden flames appearing in front of him, holding an iron rod that quickly returned to its original shape.
"When I beat Suna Yanten, I used all my strength. You are not worthy of this level."
The iron rod swung faster than the naked eye could see, catching Ao Bing off guard and being knocked away by Qi Guan Changhong's domineering power.
The void shook again, and the sound was like thunder.
The body that was thrown into the air took another blow and glided against the direction of the wind.
"Dragon God Qingli saved you with mercy back then. Is this how you repay her now?"
The name of Dragon God touched Ao Bing's heart, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. But this lonely look quickly disappeared, and the look on his face was as firm as ever.
The powerful arm strength of Sun Wukong combined with the lethality of the iron rod exploded with a prehistoric power that could shake the entire moon.
Ao Bing's body received another blow and flew very far away. Then he was hit into the sky again and experienced a brutal beating.
The colorful brilliance of nine colors passed under Fengyu's feet and spread into the distance.
The forward movement finally stopped, and he looked up at the fighting in the sky.
Although Ao Bing was at a disadvantage and was beaten mercilessly by Sun Wukong, he still retained the ability to fight back.
The spear that flew away from his hand turned into a dragon, swimming and winding around Optimus Prime, becoming larger, smaller, thinner and thicker along with the pillar.
Ao Bing's body suddenly flew closer and he swung his bare fist towards Sun Wukong.
Both sides flew in the air and used their hands and feet to fight, creating a very ancient Kung Fu.
The fist condensed with flaming golden light hit his chest, and the explosive force knocked Ao Bing back. His body flew backwards fifty meters away and stopped in the void.
The giant blue dragon galloped, and a long roar full of terror and tearing poured out from its open mouth.
Sun Wukong summoned back the out-of-control Ruyi Golden Cudgel, grabbed the upright stick body with both hands, and the two ends of the iron rod that emitted golden light just caught the dragon's mouth.
The dragon head couldn't shut up and bit it, vigorously pushing the golden body forward.
The dragon that bound the golden cudgel took advantage of the situation and wrapped its thin body around Sun Wukong.
"Fengyu! Go and destroy the nine-star formation."
The urgent words were carried away by the cold wind and turned into mournful shouts, spreading throughout the hot and pale void.
The young man whose name was called was already in the shadow of nine stars reflecting on the ground, and responded with a voice that almost broke his throat:
"Great Sage, what should I do?"
"Cut off the rays of light that connect into nine stars! Do it quickly, don't wait too long."
The dragon transformed into a long spear and maintained its entwining posture. The bent spearhead was about to pierce into the heart, but was caught by a hand with glowing hair.
The left hand that flattened the sharp spearhead was bleeding. The strong wind blew away the floating drops of blood, and the golden hair of Sun Wukong, the victorious Buddha, was flying.
The strength of the gun barrel wrapping around the body relaxed, and the golden spear exploded and shattered.
The iron rod shrunk in the hand clenched into a fist, and Sun Wukong grabbed it and flew into the dragon's mouth, tinkering, churning, and hitting the dragon's body.
The dragon screamed at the top of its lungs and roared in pain.
A stormy wind and a howl that shook the sky and the earth blew up, almost making the young man among the nine stars lose his footing.
The starlight curtain under your feet is very strong and solidifies into a glass-like structure, releasing nine brilliant colors.
All the energy from the Nine Dragon Balls rushed towards the middle of the stars, where they converged into a colorful beam of light that reached straight to the ground, transporting spiritual power towards the surface.
Fengyu knew what he should do. He stepped closer to where his core strength was, squatted down with half-bent knees, glanced at the beam of light that penetrated the earth below, and then pushed his raised right hand down hard.
There were expressions of shock and disbelief in his eyes and face, and the sword stood still just a short distance from the center of the light curtain.
Not only the sword in his hand, but also his body. He couldn't even move a finger.
"I'm waiting for you, King of Heroes!"
Hearing this familiar voice that was cold and jade-like, his stunned expression froze.
A sharp sword stretched out from the chest, bringing out splashes of blood.
Suna Yanten appeared behind him, holding a slender and graceful silver sword in his hand.
She wears pure white painted crimson robes, her long silver-gold hair flutters in the wind, her eyes are like amethyst, and her graceful face is extremely beautiful.
"I thought you ran away."
Feng Yu's voice was relatively calm, and after finishing speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Have you recovered? You were beaten so badly by Sun Houhou before, and now you want to win back?"
The demon king's voice echoed in Grant's sword.
Sunayantian said calmly: "The word "lose" is not in my dictionary."
The hand holding the sword slowly moved forward, and the sharp blade passed through the back and emerged from the chest.
"Not only do I want to take your life, but I also want to send the moon back to Nanzhanbuzhou."
The wrist that was twisting the sword hilt was now grasped by an illusory and transparent jade hand, suppressing the movement that was about to cut Feng Yu in two.
Sunayantian's eyes flashed with appreciation, and he was slightly amazed that this hand actually understood his intention one step ahead.
"A moment of hesitation and distraction can kill you."
The half-moon-shaped scimitar grazed the throat, drawing a dazzling silver light trail.
The body that jumped back distanced itself from the danger, and the phantom of the woman disappeared as if it was just his hallucination. Only a thin line of blood in his throat was the most real.
The shimmering sharp blade hung in the air, dripping with blood. Because he dodged to avoid it, his clenched right hand pulled out the long sword due to the inertial movement of his body.
The injured Fengyu neither fell to the ground nor continued to be controlled by the power-binding spell, and his body gradually stood up.
The blade of the sword was tilted downwards. Judging from the aura emanating from the back, Suna Yanten already had a glimpse of the power of the moves behind him.
"We have fought against each other many times, right?"
With the side of your body turned toward your opponent, your hazy side face reflects nine kinds of brilliance. It is as handsome as if it was carefully crafted by a sculptor with extraordinary skills.
"Of course." Suna Yantian smiled slightly, but there was a shadow of cold indifference on his expression.
The mysterious smile combined with the occurrence of a terrifying scene presents an extremely shocking sight.
The open, bloody mouth snapped with a "click" and swallowed the young man standing there. This happened out of thin air at 0.01 second.
Because it swallowed its prey in one mouthful, its five claws with blood-curved fingertips trembled with excitement, and its large mouth covered with fangs as dense as steel needles grew on the palm of its hand.
This is a monster "insect crab" that resembles the giant claws of a demon dragon. Behind its five thick and ugly fingers, there is a flaming dragon tail.
It let out a chuckle, floated close to the beautiful figure, and showed off in surprise like a child:
"Master! I swallowed him!"
"Okay, you're awesome!"
The plan to ambush Feng Yu was successful. Suna Yanten showed a satisfied smile of a victor and jumped onto the back of the demon hand. His feet were covered with terrifying black green like snake patterns.
