Chapter 322: The Great Battle of the East Island Statue
was scolded by Yang Shaolong, the idol was so angry that his lungs almost exploded, he gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Shaolong, "I don't know what is good or bad, I wanted to spare your life, but you toasted and didn't eat and drink, since that's the case, then don't blame me for being polite." ”
After that, the Dongdao Divine Statue directly punched Yang Shaolong, and this punch turned into a monstrous fist force, as if the air in the entire space was tightened, and an illusory fist mark swept away like a flash flood.
All of a sudden, the entire temple was violently windy, and some of the surrounding tables, incense and candles were swept away by the fist wind and turned into pieces.
Yang Shaolong's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his hand to turn into a blade, and slashed at the mighty fist mark with one palm, and a sword appeared from his hand, splitting the fist mark in half in an instant.
"But Erl. ”
Yang Shaolong smiled slightly, but he was still a little cautious in his heart, this idol had some strength, although he had disintegrated the idol's attack just now, he also used all his strength.
The face of the Dongdao God Statue changed slightly, but he could also see that this kid was just pretending to be calm, and the two of them used all their strength just now.
"Drink. ”
The Dongdao Idol shouted, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and when he appeared, he was already in front of Yang Shaolong, and he quickly hit Yang Shaolong with both fists, and the fist wind gusted, leaving one fist mark after another on the wall of the temple.
Yang Shaolong's speed was not slow, and while disintegrating the old man's attack, he took the time to give him a few punches, but the old man also resisted.
"Boom. ”
The fists of the two collided together, Yang Shaolong slammed his feet on the ground, and all the strength was unloaded to the ground by him, and countless cracks appeared on the ground, and he took three steps back in a row to stabilize his body.
The old man flew out upside down, and although he landed in a chic manner in the end, his snow-white hair was a little messy and looked extremely embarrassed.
"Boy, the temple is my domain, you can't kill me, my strength is endless, and what about you?" the old man stroked the white hair in front of his forehead, and looked at Yang Shaolong lightly and said.
Yang Shaolong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, his eyes erupted with a strong battle intent, it was a good thing to have such a person to accompany him to practice.
"It's just an ant, one foot can trample you to death. Yang Shaolong continued to talk big, wanting to stimulate the idol.
The idol clenched his fists and came to Yang Shaolong's body with an arrow step, as if he had traveled through space, but this was not a real crossing of space, but an illusion that could be displayed when the speed reached the extreme.
The corners of Yang Shaolong's mouth hooked slightly, and he immediately slammed a fist in front of him, the fist wind rose everywhere, and the fragments on the ground rose silently, and under the leadership of the fist wind, it slammed into the chest of the god statue.
The idol crossed his hands in front of his chest, and a hazy energy shield appeared, and Yang Shaolong's fist mark hit the energy shield, and he couldn't move forward for half a minute.
"Huh. ”
The old man pushed forward with both hands, Yang Shaolong's fist marks shattered, and a wave of qi swept past Yang Shaolong, and Yang Shaolong's collar was turbulent.
At this time, outside the temple.
"Ouch, my stomach hurts, I'm going to the bathroom. ”
Zhuo Xuege squatted on the ground holding her stomach, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, she was surrounded by Aoi Sakura and Okamura before, she wanted to escape, but these two didn't seem to be ordinary people, she couldn't run away at all, so she had to try to escape by other methods at the moment.
"I have a poison here, and eating it can make you incontinent, ulcerate all over your body, and have pus on your face. Aoi Sakura covered her mouth and squatted down with a smile and said.
"Hmph, I'm not going. Zhuo Xuege snorted coldly and stood up from the ground.
Okamura turned his head to look at the two beautiful beauties lewdly, and his throat squirmed again.
Ono Ichiro glanced at Zhuo Xuege lightly, "Little girl, what tricks do you dare to play, I'll hand you over to Okamura to deal with!"
Okamura's expression moved slightly, and he looked at Zhuo Xuege with a smile and said, "Beautiful lady, I will definitely not let you down!"
Zhuo Xuege was shocked, and immediately closed his mouth and didn't dare to speak, he could see from this person's eyes that he was an obscene and obscene person.
Ichiro Ono stretched out his hand and gestured in front of him, and a curtain of light condensed in the air in front of him, which could only be seen from their angle, and could not be seen anywhere else.
In the light curtain is the picture of the god statue and Yang Shaolong fighting, and now the two are fighting, and the buildings in the temple are dilapidated.
"Beauty, your little lover is going to die soon, so let's enjoy this delightful scene together!" Okamura looked at Zhuo Xuege and said leisurely.
"Nope. No, my brother Shaolong is invincible in the world, no one can defeat him, so what kind of dog ......" Zhuo Xuege looked at the light curtain with a confident face, and wanted to say the statue of the dog god, but he was frightened by the gaze of several people and swallowed back.
"Anyway, your god idol can't beat my brother Shaolong!" Zhuo Xuege said nonchalantly, but looking at the picture in the light curtain, she couldn't help but get nervous in her heart.
Aoi Sakura laughed, "This kid is very handsome, I'm almost lost in his bed, but it's a pity that he is against the god statue, he has only one way to die!"
Ono Ichiro looked at the battle inside, his eyes were full of worship, it was the worship of the gods, and he said lightly: "As long as the god kills this kid, he can leave the temple by hiding his body, and he can take us to do a lot of things when the time comes." ”
"Bang. ”
In the temple, Yang Shaolong was forced into a corner, and the old man punched Yang Shaolong's head, Yang Shaolong turned his wrist on one side, and slapped the old man's chest with a palm.
The entire wall shattered, and those stone bricks were all turned into powder, Yang Shaolong dodged the blow, and similarly, that palm knocked the old man back several steps.
A cruel look appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth, he folded his hands, and said something in his mouth, and then his hands were pulled apart to the sides as if it were very difficult.
In the middle of his palm, a blood-red knife appeared, this knife was one meter five long, the blade was narrow, the blade was red, and the moment the knife appeared, the temperature of the entire temple dropped a few points.
"Boy, you're very good, you actually forced me to use this Zhengcun Demon Knife!" the old man grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and held it upright on his shoulder.
"Good stuff. ”
Yang Shaolong smiled faintly, there are quite a lot of treasures on this statue, first he has done two exercises, and now he has found a sword, Yang Shaolong looked at the statue with a gaze, as if he was looking at a treasure trove.
"Yaga!"
The old man gritted his teeth and cursed, he brandished the demon knife and drew a cross in front of him, and the two red rays crossed together, and in an instant, these two sword qi came to Yang Shaolong's chest.
Yang Shaolong's feet were on the ground a little, and the whole person rose three meters high, and the two red rays penetrated the entire temple with a gust of wind, and even the square was affected, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.
All the tourists in the square were frightened and ran down the mountain, the island country is an earthquake-prone area, they think that there is another earthquake, and this is the mountain, if the whole mountain collapses, then everyone will have to be buried alive.
However, there were some brave people who remained, and these were devout believers who bowed down to the idol and believed that the idol would bless them even if there was an earthquake.
In the picture, the attack of the idol is becoming more and more fierce, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and he is fighting against Yang Shaolong with several afterimages, as if several people are fighting Yang Shaolong alone.
The speed of Yang Shaolong's fists is also very fast, ordinary people can hardly see where his fists fall, Zhuo Xuege clutched a kick tightly, he bit his lip, his heart was raised to his throat, although he didn't understand martial arts, but it can be seen from the picture that Yang Shaolong is now suppressed.
"Masmura Demon Knife. ”
"Divine Sword. ”
Ono Ichiro and Okamura stared at the blood-colored sword in the hand of the god in the picture with fiery eyes, this Masamura demon knife is a treasure knife that disappeared in the island country hundreds of years ago, and it is said to be comparable to an artifact.
Yang Shaolong also stared at the demon knife with a greedy face, he doesn't like to use weapons, but it doesn't mean that others don't like it, give this treasure to the confiscation, and then give it to those ancient martial arts families in Huaxia who like to use knives, it can also enhance Huaxia's national strength.
"Why don't you give me this garbage knife, I'm thinking about whether to give up my body!" Yang Shaolong grinned.
Who knows, it's okay if he doesn't say it now, this mentions, the look of the god is gloomy again, he has been fooled like this before, and now if he is deceived, he will be a fool.
"Die!" The idol had a gloomy face, held the sword, and once again turned into several afterimages and rushed over, there were eight illusory shadows, each of which held a demon knife in his hand.
Yang Shaolong's eyes sank, although he used all his strength before, he still retained some residual strength, such as spiritual attacks, Yang Shaolong devoured the divine thought clone of the god statue, and his spiritual power increased a lot, and with the addition of breaking through the middle stage of Wuhou, the bonus of spiritual power, he now has great confidence.
"It's over. ”
The corners of Yang Shaolong's mouth showed a trace of arc, and then, the whole person disappeared in place, and then, the sword light and sword shadows in the sky, these sword and sword qi formed a tornado and wrapped the idol in it.
The face of the god changed greatly, the demon knife slashed, and a powerful red light split the tornado, which just split the tornado, and suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in his mind, and before he could react, he was hit in the chest by a powerful force.
The whole idol flew out upside down, smashed through countless walls, and finally landed on the square, and then, a dazzling white light flashed, and Yang Shaolong's figure appeared beside the statue.
In the square, those who had come to bow down to the statue were frightened by this scene, and after seeing the face of the old man, some immediately fell to their knees.
Ono Ichiro, Okamura Sasuke, and Aoi Sakura all looked confused, and the light curtain in front of them disappeared in an instant, Zhuo Xuege looked at Yang Shaolong's god-like figure with a happy face, and his eyes burst into tears.