Chapter 33: The Monkey King
Under the effect of the pain mark, the monkey king only felt as if his ribs and lungs had been broken by a sledgehammer in his chest, and the intense pain stimulated his nerves.
And the sense of crisis and beastly instinct brought by the man below allowed it to react quickly.
Falling like this, all that awaits it is a long sword that pierces itself!
No less than human ingenuity made it make a quick choice.
The furry palm of his body twisted in the air to meet Li Haoran's long sword.
The tearing sensation of the long sword entering the flesh made the Monkey King feel his entire soul tremble in pain.
The long sword ran through the palm of his hand, and the Monkey King smashed a fist on Li Haoran's shoulder with hatred, and the huge strange force even made Li Haoran kneel at the feet of the Monkey King.
Li Haoran's shoulder armor even twisted and squeezed his muscles under this strange force.
"Ahh The painful stinging pain in his shoulder made Li Haoran, who had lost his mind, even more crazy.
With a cry of anger and pain, Li Haoran reached out and grabbed the lower body of the Monkey King and squeezed it tightly.
"Whew!" The intense pain of the lower body made the monkey king's sturdy body tremble uncontrollably, and a monkey face was completely distorted, grinning and tears burst out of his two big eyes.
He leaned his waist and stretched out his claws, trying to save his vital point.
The unbearable pain, the pain is heartbreaking!
No male creature can bear the pain of such stimulation.
"Whew!!" I couldn't help but wail in pain, and at this time the Monkey King was angry, furious, and humiliated!
It wants to tear this human who dares to attack its vital point into pieces, smash it into a pulp, and swallow it with hatred!
Regardless of the fact that the palm of his right hand was pierced by the long sword, the terrifying force swept the head of Li Haoran with the resentful resentment of the long sword worn on the palm.
It is not surprising that after this slap, Li Haoran is afraid that his neck will be broken, and his head will fly out like a basketball.
Driven by his strong fighting instincts, Li Haoran lay down and dodged the Monkey King's claw blow and swept away, and the hand that grabbed the key point tore it and suddenly let go.
Before the Monkey King could relieve the pain, Xiao Fei flicked his steel combat boots and kicked the vital point of his lower body that had just been released.
There was a mental trance caused by the intense pain, and two lines of tears flowed from the monkey king's eyes.
With the power behind the pedals, Li Haoran rolled back and broke away from the Monkey King's attack range, and half-squatted on the ground ready to attack.
At this time, the big hairy hands of the Monkey King in front of him were dripping with blood, the clamped thighs were lying on the body and trembling uncontrollably, and the swelling pain from the lower body in waves made this strong monkey almost go crazy.
As the Monkey King, he has experienced all kinds of battles between monkeys, but the man in front of him is more flexible than a monkey, wilder and more brutal than a beast, and his fierce attack makes the monkey's heart palpitate.
Waves of swelling and pain in the lower body were like a basin of cold water to extinguish the anger of the Monkey King, and this despicable and cunning opponent always grabbed a place to fight!
Shouldering the burden of the continuation of the race, what will it do to reproduce the race if it continues to fight like this?
couldn't help but take a step back, but Li Haoran's half-squatting body bounced up like a spring.
Monkeys don't wield, you and I are cute chicks?
Li Haoran, who rushed up, once again angered the Monkey King, as the strongest monkey in the group, it felt that its dignity had been devastated!
Li Haoran, who had no weapon in his hand, also made it feel confident again, and returned to his body, temporarily forgetting the pain coming from his lower body.
With an angry scream, the Monkey King also rushed towards Li Haoran.
It wants to be ashamed and get back the pain that Li Haoran brought to it!
Li Haoran, who was controlled by the killing instinct, was completely a killing machine at this time, the so-called poor Kou Mo chased, and the rabbit bites people when he is in a hurry, not to mention the ferocious monkey.
In the eyes of Li Haoran at this time, the retreat of the Monkey King is an opportunity to attack, retreat means timidity, timidity represents a decline in combat effectiveness, and the footsteps are full of flaws!
The dilemma is the best time to attack!
Falling into the killing instinct, although it can burst out with unimaginable combat power, it also loses the accuracy of judging the situation.
The seemingly reckless impact was a subtle response to the extreme, and the strength of his whole body slammed into the weak part of the Monkey King's heart.
Just like the ancient martial arts, it has the wisdom and skill of killing genes and instincts.
The point where the whole body strength exploded was the weak point where the bones of the Monkey King's upper body were difficult to protect, and the dissection was only protected by a thin layer of skin and flesh membrane from the heart.
This is the power of the killing instinct, the battle imprint recorded in the genes of our ancestors fighting beasts and monsters since the dawn of humanity.
Possess the wildest, most practical, and precise killing techniques.
The speed of the burst made the Monkey King's face look like a human with disbelief, and the impact on his chest made his eyes instantly black, and a stream of blood squeezed out of his throat.
I felt as if my heart was grabbed by a big hand, and a handful of blood was squeezed out.
Fortunately, the Monkey King was full of blood and strong in flesh, and he was not directly killed by this terrible killing move.
The instantaneous lack of blood supply to the heart could not provide it with strong strength for the time being, and before the strength could be restored, the joints of the two arms on the left and right that wanted to wrap around Li Haoran were hit by a horizontal elbow in an instant, and in less than 0.2 seconds, Li Haoran suddenly jumped up and hit the Monkey King's jaw hard.
At the moment of landing, with the help of inertia, the right arm elbowed the weak point of the Monkey King's heart again, and then hit the waist, shoulders and arms together.
A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs squirted on Li Haoran's face with a "poof".
Under the continuous blows, the Monkey King's bent body snapped and knelt at Li Haoran's feet.
The hideous monkey's head slammed heavily on the roof of the car in front of Li Haoran's feet.
The successive blows had even shattered its heart, and its lungs had been damaged to a certain extent. With such a serious injury, even a third-level beast king would not be able to survive!
A series of deadly and terrifying combos, even the most discerning martial artist could not do it better than Li Haoran.
No mud and water, no useless and superfluous movements, precise and deadly! This is the killing instinct that has accumulated countless times for thousands of years.
Just as a beast of prey instinctively knows how to hunt, a beast has the survival instinct to run for a short time.
"Heh.... Scold.... Scold...... Kill ......." heavy gasps with a whispered desire to kill, twisted and torn shoulder armor, and blood on his face and neck made it difficult to tell whether it was the Monkey King's or his own.
The viscous blood in his armor made him feel irritated, his soul trembling with excitement, and he longed to kill, like being scratched by a cat.
Picking up the long sword that had fallen on the roof of the car, the blood stains left on the back of his hand from the monkey's bite flowed down the blade to the ground.
A pair of blood-red pure eyes looked at the tiger in the cage, and Li Haoran looked at the giant tiger with undisguised killing eagerness in his eyes.
The giant tiger seemed to be like a cat forced back into the corner by a vicious dog, with its fur blowing up and its limbs tense, trying to make itself look taller, but completely betraying the essence of its fear.