Isn't that a god-like adult? What's going on? It's like being beaten?"

"Fart, impossible, Lord Idol is a god, who can beat him?"

"It's like... It's really a god-sama!"

All of a sudden, all the island people in the square were shocked, and the gods they had been worshiping all year round, the gods in their hearts, were beaten to the ground by a Chinese boy at this time.

In another corner of the square, Okamura looked at the statue that fell to the ground in astonishment, and muttered, "Isn't the statue of the god unable to beat this Huaxia boy?"

"Yaga. ”

Ono Ichiro turned around and slapped Okamura in the face, "The Idol Lord is invincible, within the scope of this temple, the Idol Lord has an immortal body, how can he be defeated?"

Okamura's face was red and swollen, and he dared not speak in anger, and finally lowered his head and said, "Hey!"

"Don't make excuses to cover up the truth of this matter, your god idol can't beat my brother Shaolong, it's still my brother Shaolong!" Zhuo Xuege had a smile on his face, and his eyes looking at Yang Shaolong were also full of tenderness.

Ono Ichiro glared at Zhuo Xuege fiercely, Zhuo Xuege immediately shut up and stopped talking, she was now in their hands, and only by waiting for Yang Shaolong to defeat the idol could they save her.

Aoi Sakura didn't speak, her eyes looked at Yang Shaolong's figure, and she couldn't help frowning, as if she had something on her mind.

The idol pestled the demon knife on the ground and slowly stood up, he stared at Yang Shaolong angrily, raised the knife and rushed over, the demon knife slashed, the red light flashed, and a one-meter-wide ravine appeared in the square.

This method made those island people immediately shake their spirits, and they knelt on the ground and worshipped, but a red light directly split those who knelt down in half, and they realized that now the god idol is facing the enemy, and it is easy to miss.

After bowing down, the surviving islanders began to descend the mountain, and some hid in the distance to watch the battle in the square, they wanted to see with their own eyes how the god statue killed this Chinese boy.

Yang Shaolong's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the idol, and smashed his chest with a punch, and the idol flew out upside down again, but at the same time as flying upside down, he slashed with full strength.

The red knife grazed Yang Shaolong and fell to the ground, and a one-meter-wide opening opened on the ground again, and there was no bottom below.

Yu Wei almost split the temple in half, Yang Shaolong's body was like a ghost, appearing on the left side of the statue for a while, and on his right side for a while, no one could see where his next attack would be.

After a few rounds, the clothes on Yang Shaolong's arm were finally torn a little by the idol, and the idols chuckled, "I see how much strength you still have, I said that in this temple, I am immortal, and my strength is endless!"

The idol stuck the demon knife in his hand on the ground, his eyes froze, his eyebrows cracked, and a mist of black smoke instantly swept towards Yang Shaolong.

"Psychic attack!"

Yang Shaolong smiled indifferently, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hazy golden light appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which turned into a golden knife, and the knife split the mist in half.

The face of the god changed suddenly, I didn't expect that this kid's spiritual power could be transformed, it seems that he has a special practice for cultivating spiritual power.

However, this also made the idol even more greedy, if he absorbed Yang Shaolong's spiritual power, then his strength would definitely increase a lot.

After breaking the spiritual power of the statue, Yang Shaolong said disdainfully: "That's it..."

Although the spiritual power of the Dongdao Statue is a lot, it is not condensed, and although Yang Shaolong's spiritual power is not much, it is extremely condensed.

If the spiritual power of the Dongdao Statue is compared to a large pile of mud, then Yang Shaolong's spiritual power is a steel knife, which is stronger and which is weaker, you can see it clearly at a glance.

The spiritual attack will definitely be suppressed, and the Dongdao Idol is not stupid, he pulled out the Zhengcun Demon Knife again, and pounced on it with both hands holding the hilt, now he only keeps consuming Yang Shaolong's true yuan, only in this way can he have a chance to get lucky.

The speed of the two of them is very fast, the red light flashes on the square, and the Dongdao Idol keeps attacking with a long afterimage, Yang Shaolong does not dare to resist the Zhengcun Demon Knife, after all, the weapon that can be used by the Idol can be used by the Divine Statue, where can it be worse?

After dozens of rounds, Yang Shaolong appeared in the body of the idol, and he kicked the back of the Dongdao idol violently, and there was no doubt that the powerful force kicked the Dongdao idol out of the air, and fell to the ground and fell to the ground and ate.

And Yang Shaolong also frowned, a strong anti-shock force shook him back several steps before stabilizing his body, he found that the defense behind this idol was extremely strong, and it also had the power of anti-shock.

The idol got up from the ground, his hair was already messy, the idol of Higashijima gasped, his body twisted, his clothes were bursting, and soon a half-human, half-turtle man appeared in the square.

This turtle man stood on the ground with both feet, five meters tall, and the demon knife in his hand seemed a little insufficient under this height ratio.

At the beginning, the idol of Dongdao cultivated the ghost way, gave up his body, and attached his soul to the body of a hundred-year-old turtle.

Yang Shaolong looked at the five-meter-tall turtle man, and couldn't help but want to laugh, "I didn't expect the famous Dongdao God Statue to be an old king!"

The Dongdao Idol was furious, he clenched his fists and punched Yang Shaolong, this punch distorted the space, and the power of this punch was like a flood of breaking the embankment, unstoppable.

Yang Shaolong didn't intend to resist hard, after this idol transformed, his strength must have been a lot stronger, and he dodged this blow with a flash of his feet, and that punch sank the entire square by one point.

One punch missed, and the statue punched again, Yang Shaolong's heart moved slightly, he also punched out, and the two fist prints slammed together. The fist prints of the Dongdao Statue were crushed, and Yang Shaolong also took a step back to stabilize his body.

The corners of the East Island Statue's mouth hooked slightly, his fists waved rapidly, and countless fist prints hit Yang Shaolong like raindrops, and Yang Shaolong was also a little panicked.

Okamura's eyes lit up, "This Yang Shaolong can't hold on for long, it is estimated that in a while, he will be killed by the Idol Lord!"

Ono Ichiro also showed a knowing smile, even he didn't know that this god statue had such a move, after transforming into a turtle man, the power of that punch was definitely not something he could resist, he thought that this Yang Shaolong could block a few moves It was already very good.

The excitement on Zhuo Xuege's face disappeared when the idol transformed, and now Yang Shaolong is being suppressed, although he has not fallen behind, but the situation is still very dangerous.

In the distance, those island people who did not go down the mountain were also dancing, and the immortals in their minds were indeed gods descending from the heavens, and they also had the ability to transform.

"This Huaxia kid is very good, but it's a pity that he didn't have long eyes to provoke our god statue, even if he is a genius, he is destined to fall here today!"

"The Idol is invincible, and now that kid can't hold on anymore!"

"The Statue is really mighty..."

On the square, Yang Shaolong stood on a bronze sculpture, which was the appearance of a statue, and Yang Shaolong stood firmly on the head of the sculpture.

The statue was even more angry in his heart, this sculpture was what he looked like, didn't this Yang Shaolong step on his head in front of him?

"Looking for death..."

The idol shouted, and two huge hands slapped at Yang Shaolong, Yang Shaolong bent his feet and jumped five meters high, and the statue slapped his sculpture into a huge discus.

"Ahh

The idol shouted hysterically, his heart was extremely angry, although he had become bigger and had great strength, but his speed was much slower, and Yang Shaolong's speed was sharp, he couldn't hit it at all.

But fortunately, it can provide him with a steady stream of strength here, otherwise it will not be Yang Shaolong who consumes his strength first, but himself.

Yang Shaolong fell to the ground lightly, he pinched the trick with both hands, red flashes flashed in his left and right palms, and two tongues of fire swept towards the idol.

The corner of the idol's mouth showed a flash of wind, and he turned around, and the turtle shell on his back emitted a dazzling white light, which formed a protective shield, and the flames hit the protective shield as if it had fallen into water, and then extinguished after a puff of smoke.

The idol turned around and looked down at Yang Shaolong indifferently, he stepped up suddenly, and stepped on the other foot, Yang Shaolong's figure disappeared in place in a flash, and a meter-long big foot stepped on the ground, and a deep pit appeared.

The entire Dongdao Mountain trembled, and the idol slapped at Yang Shaolong palm after palm, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen illusory handprints sat towards Yang Shaolong, and these handprints almost blocked all of Yang Shaolong's escape space.

Yang Shaolong snorted coldly, and with a casual blow, more than a dozen swords appeared, and these swords were combined together to turn into a long dragon, and the long dragon roared and shattered all those handprints, and then bit the head of the East Island God Statue.

The East Island Idol Void grabbed it, and a more condensed palm held the long dragon in his hand, and then pinched it hard, and the long dragon dissipated and turned into a gust of wind.

The statue of Dongdao took out the demon knife of Zhengcun, and the demon knife suddenly grew to about three meters, and the idol held the handle of the knife with both hands, and cut out dozens of knives in an instant.

The red rays were staggered, and each red mangs rushed towards Yang Shaolong with a coercion that was enough to shatter everything, and Yang Shaolai's hands kept swiping in front of him, and the sword light and sword shadow quickly twisted those red rays into nothingness.

The statue of Dongdao once again condensed an illusory big hand, and the big hand grabbed those sword lights and sword shadows into his hand and directly crushed them.

Ichiro Ono's eyes showed a hint of excitement, "The god is about to win, this kid will definitely die..."

Okamura and Aoi Sakura also showed a faint smile on their faces, and Zhuo Xuege next to him was pale, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were almost embedded in the flesh.

"Little girl, hurry up and think about how to serve me tonight, right?" Okamura looked at Zhuo Xuege with a smile, and already regarded Yang Shaolong as a dead man in his heart.