Boom!"

The battle between the two lifted the rubble of the square into the air, and then fell to the ground with a roar.

Yang Shaolong's heart condensed, this old Wang Ba's power will never be exhausted, it must be related to this temple, and now he is thinking in his heart how to destroy this entire temple.

Of course, the idol didn't know Yang Shaolong's thoughts, he just punched Yang Shaolong one after another, even if Yang Shaolong just ran for his life, at that speed, he would consume a lot of true yuan.

Yang Shaolong ran into the temple, the idol saw this, and his heart was happy, he thought that Yang Shaolong was already at the end of the crossbow, and he would soon die in his own hands, but after devouring Yang Shaolong's spiritual power and taking his body, he could leave the temple and go to the outside world.

The body of the god statue is too large, and it is naturally inappropriate to enter the temple, his body shook, and his whole body shrank rapidly, and in a moment it became the same size as an ordinary person. It's just that he is still the turtle-headed human body, carrying the turtle shell on his back.

Outside, Ono Ichiro immediately swiped in the void, and a light curtain appeared, such a battle was not something he could participate in, he could only watch from a distance.

In the temple, the idol continued to attack, the fist shadow palm print filled the entire temple, Yang Shaolong stomped on the ground with both feet, the true yuan in his body rolled, and his body disappeared in place.

Outside, Ono Ichiro was shocked, and Yang Shaolong's figure was no longer visible in the light curtain, and he shouted: "This... Is this ninjutsu? ninjutsu is not like that, is it?"

Okamura also looked incredulous, staring at the basin-sized light curtain, he exclaimed: "Could it be some stealth technique, this kid is a double cultivation of Taoism!"

Aoi Sakura shook her head and sighed: "This should be the speed beyond the limit, the limit that ordinary people can't catch with the naked eye!"

In the temple, a white light fell on the chest of the idol like a jet, and the entire body of the idol exploded, and the white light slowly disappeared, it was Yang Shaolong's figure.

Then, Yang Shaolong's figure disappeared again, and a white light streaked across the temple, and no one could see what this white light was.

Ono Ichiro gasped and said shockingly: "This Huaxia kid's speed has broken through the speed of sound..."

The speed of sound refers to the speed at which sound travels, and to achieve such a speed, it is not necessary to be a jet, right?

Okamura suddenly felt a tingling in his scalp, and he said in astonishment: "If you want to break through the speed of sound, you must need a very strong body, otherwise the air resistance will tear him to pieces!"

Ono Ichiro shook his head, "Don't forget, the Idol Lady just wants to get his body, and the body that is looked at by the Idol Lord must have something extraordinary!"

"His flesh... Is it comparable to the steel material of a jet plane?" asked Sakura Aoi, also dumbfounded.

Ono Ichiro smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid it's only strong and not weak..."

As we all know, jet planes are extremely fast, because they have to withstand the resistance of space, and their material is also specially forged steel, and a person's flesh can be compared to such a material, just ask, who can accept this reality?

Okamura shook his head in disbelief, "Impossible, how could there be such a strong Huaxia person?

"Smack!"

Another crisp slap sounded, and Zhuo Xuege on the side touched his face, this slap really hurt to watch.

Ono Ichiro glared at Okamura angrily, "Our god statue is an immortal person, how can he die?"

Okamura touched his hot face and glared at Ono's back fiercely, but he also knew that he was at a loss and blasphemed the idol of the gods, not to mention that he was not Ono Ichiro's opponent, and this anger could only be swallowed in his stomach.

In the temple, Yang Shaolong stared at the puddle of minced meat on the ground, he knew that this idol was not so easy to kill, in the blink of an eye, the minced meat on the ground squirmed for a while, and soon put it together again, as if it was going back in time.

The figure of the god statue appeared in front of Yang Shaolong again, and let out a thunderous laugh, "Boy, this is my territory, I have an immortal body, you can't kill me, I want to see, how many times can you cast a punch like that just now!"

The more powerful the attack, the more it needs to be charged, and it also needs strong physical strength to support, and the Dongdao Idol obviously doesn't believe that Yang Shaolong can continue to fight like this.

Yang Shaolong sneered, "You'll know if you try..."

Let's say, Yang Shaolong's figure turned into a white light again, and the idol naturally would not sit still, holding the demon knife across his chest, a blood-red power emanated from the demon knife, and this blood-red power formed a protective shield, and the protective shield covered the idol inside.

"Bang!"

The deafening roar resounded throughout the temple, and the walls and pillars in the temple all had cracks, but these materials were very good and did not collapse, which was also the temple that the Hua family built at great expense in order to provide for the statues.

Hongmang naturally couldn't block Yang Shaolong's punch, Yang Shaolong smashed on the demon knife with a punch, the god's hands were broken, the demon knife was attached to his chest, and the whole person smashed on the wall, and the wall burst with a bang.

The idol got up from the ground with a hideous smile, he blocked the punch, but before he could breathe, a white light instantly enlarged in his pupils, and the body of the idol turned into pieces at once.

After a while, the idol reorganized again, and he looked at Yang Shaolong with a smile, "Here I can continuously replenish my energy and physical strength, and you have been consuming it since the beginning, and now it is only the end of the crossbow, you can still punch at most, right?"

Yang Shaolong found that the second reorganization of the idol took a few seconds longer than the first time, although it was only a few seconds, it was enough to show that every time he died, it still had a great impact.

Then, in the disbelieving eyes of the idol, Yang Shaolong threw ten punches, each punch breaking through the speed of sound with unparalleled power.

Ono looked at the scene in the light curtain and frowned, he knew that if he continued like this, it would only be detrimental to the idol, and if he continued like this, maybe it would really be possible to kill the idol.

Ono whistled, and a series of figures slowly emerged behind him, either out of the air, or out of the shadow of another person, or even out of the ground.

"Kill!"

Ono gave a faint order, and the figures in black suddenly flashed, drew their katana and rushed towards the temple, and Okamura and Aoi Sakura also rushed forward.

Not far away, those island people who were watching the show knew that the situation was not right, and they ran down the mountain one after another, for fear that they would also be affected.

Yang Shaolong listened to the shouting and killing behind him, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and the melee was about to break out, many of those people in black were top ninjas, and their ninjutsu was unpredictable.

If such a team is placed in the outside world, it will inevitably be able to sweep one side, these people are almost several times stronger than Kawashima, Kawashima is just a master on the bright side, and these hidden masters are just indifferent to fame and fortune, and they don't want to compete with them for the first position.

Five people dressed in black surrounded Yang Shaolong in the middle, they brandished the sword, constantly changing positions, in the small space surrounded by five people, there were only five people, but there were no less than a hundred and ten sword shadows inside.

This is the formation, Yang Shaolong trembled, an energy shield protected himself, and he was just about to fight back, when a fierce tiger composed of black smoke roared and rushed towards Yang Shaolong.

Then, with the knife in both hands, Okamura jumped from the door and slashed directly at Yang Shaolong's head, and for a while, the formation, martial arts, and spiritual attacks killed Yang Shaolong at the same time.

Yang Shaolong clenched his fists and slapped a palm in front of him, Okamura was slapped out of the door by a powerful force, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and got up from the ground with difficulty.

The fierce tiger bit Yang Shaolong's head, Yang Shaolong emitted a white light, and his majestic spiritual power turned into a nine-clawed golden dragon, and the golden dragon swallowed the tiger into his stomach in one bite.

Outside, before the light curtain, Ono Ichiro opened his eyes suddenly, he covered his chest and spurted blood, he was good at Dao attacks, he wanted to use his spiritual power to sneak attack Yang Shaolong, but he didn't expect to be crushed by Yang Shaolong with his mental power.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, although Yang Shaolong is very strong, but he has consumed too much true yuan before, and at this moment, almost all the top masters of the island country have gathered.

It was still a little difficult to deal with, and it didn't take long for some gaps to appear in his clothes, Yang Shaolong sneered, and smashed a ninja who rushed up with one punch.

The blood rain was pervasive, the pungent smell of blood filled the entire temple, Yang Shaolong's every punch could smash a master, and in a short time, Yang Shaolong was red-eyed, as long as it appeared in front of him, it almost turned into a blood rain.

More than a dozen black-clothed people rushed towards Yang Shaolong, Yang Shaolong raised his hand and drew out a light blue knife, which was three or four meters long, and the knife swept by, and only two or three people died who rushed up.

"Drink!"

A golden light came in an instant from a distance, but it was the idol that had been reorganized, the idol closed the distance, and fought Yang Shaolong head-on, surrounded by those top masters, as well as the sneak attack of Okamura and Ono.

Yang Shaolong's body Zhenyuan rolled for a while, the figure disappeared in place, the face of the god suddenly turned to the side, he was lying on the ground, his head, hands and feet were retracted into the turtle shell, and now he couldn't care about what face was not faced, and he was saying that he was going to die once, and the time for reorganization would take at least an hour.

"Boom!"

A white light fell from the top of the temple, and a fist slammed on the turtle shell, the turtle shell cracked, and the figure of the idol appeared, and then, some cracks appeared on the body of the idol, and it didn't last long before the idol turned into pieces.

And Yang Shaolong consumed too much true yuan, and he looked a little tired at the moment, Ono Ichiro knew that the opportunity had come, he pressed his finger on his eyebrows, and his majestic spiritual power turned into two fierce tigers and drilled into the temple.

Zhuo Xuege looked at the scene in the light curtain, her mouth was bitten, she clenched her fists, and glanced at Ichiro Ono, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.