Sun Wukong, who was deeply dented in a car, only felt that the bones all over his body had been shattered, his internal organs were flipped, and the severe pain was like a landslide and a tsunami.

Sun Wukong moved his left hand with difficulty, but it was only such a small movement, which immediately affected Yan Zòng's internal injuries, and blood gushed out from his body, spurting out.

Cold sweat rained down from his head, almost obscuring his eyes, and he endured the severe pain, slightly wiped away the sweat mixed with blood, and saw the brown giant carrying a huge cylindrical water tank on the Tiantai Mountain opposite.

At this time, the death of ** was no longer taken to heart by Sun Wukong.

For a long time, the anger that had been held back in the bottom of my heart surged into my heart at this time, and it rushed straight to the sky.

"Even if you are desperate to be blown up by the energy of the Yuanshen, you have to kill it!"

Along with the monstrous anger was such a thought that flooded my mind.

Since he went to the space station, fought for his life, and absorbed a huge amount of energy, in order to ensure the safety of his life, for the sake of safety, he has always been very cautious to use these primordial energy bit by bit, and he has never even gone out of his body again.

Even if the ordinary cultivation is very cold, it is within the limit of what the body can bear.

But now, he has no scruples at all.

After abandoning all scruples, Sun Wukong unscrupulously released the energy of the Yuan Shen.

These primordial energy were originally planned to lay the foundation for the cultivation of the seventy-two changes.

When the primordial energy poured out of the body like a flood that burst the embankment, the internal injuries were repaired in an instant, and the external injuries were also healing to a degree that was visible to the naked eye. And the spirit and spirit also suddenly returned to a normal level, and then continued to rise in a straight line, becoming more and more vigorous.

As the energy of the Yuan Shen became more and more, Sun Wukong soon felt that the endless energy was surging in his body like the Yangtze River, and if there was no catharsis, it would not take him many seconds to explode and die.

All of this was done in a very short period of time.

Roar!

The brown troll roared contemptuously at Sun Wukong, and then threw out the cylindrical tank that he held in both hands.

"Good time!"

Click!

At this time, Sun Wukong jumped up from the car that he smashed into scrap metal.

Seeing that the water tank was smashed, Sun Wukong, who had already stood up again, did not dodge or dodge, stood with his feet open, and stretched out his hands to meet the overwhelming water tank.

The moment his hands touched the roaring water tank, he felt that his hands sank, and a huge force made him bend his knees and stumble backwards.

The tank full of water is too heavy!

Sun Wukong felt that he was pressed by Wuzhi Mountain, and his skeleton was gurgling, and it was about to collapse at any time.

But this time he was not arrogant and reckless, the energy of the Yuan Shen spread to every part of the body with the mind, from bones to internal organs, from internal organs to blood vessels, from blood vessels to large tendons, from large tendons to muscles, from muscles to epithelium.

The transmission of primordial energy like the Nine Heavens of the Milky Way made him feel as if he had returned to his peak, and it seemed that even every pore on his body was full of power.

The power is all over the body, and although the tank is still heavy, it is no longer unbearable. Even, he already has the ability to control the water tank as he wants.

"Give it back to you!"

Sun Wukong shouted, and the sharp movement of the strength of rigidity and softness made the water tank retract and bullet in his hand, and finally flew back towards the brown monster like a cannonball.

When the brown troll saw that the ant that he thought he could kill at ease was actually alive in an instant, not only recovered as before, but also increased his strength dramatically, caught the water tank that he smashed out, and smashed it back, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Syllable!

I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect that the brown giant monster who would be treated by the way of others was suddenly hit by the water tank, flew out heavily, crackled all the way to shovel off all the protrusions of Tiantai Mountain, and finally rolled off the rooftop, fell to the street below, and smashed a 6 tiger.

This time it was very heavy, and even the brown troll that the RPG couldn't hurt it in the slightest was smashed a little dizzy, but it didn't hurt its roots.

It shook its head, sneered and wanted to get up, and then went to crush the ants into pulp, but just before it moved, it saw something flying overhead, and when it subconsciously raised its hand, a figure had smashed down like a heavy grenade.

But it was Sun Wukong who jumped up without the slightest hesitation after carrying it back with the water tank and smashing the flying brown troll, and the surging energy of the primordial god gave him a level of bounce ability, and he jumped dozens of feet in the air in the gale, and then fell down in front of the brown troll below.

Collapse!

Sun Wukong's knees were like spears and crossbows in the chest of the brown troll, and the huge impact force made the 6 tigers that were still under the brown troll instantly crushed into a pile of parts and scrap metal, and the impact dust was scattered in a circle.

The brown troll, flexible and as hard as high-strength rubber, roared in pain, and blood spurted out like arrows.

"Will you bleed too, disgusting ugly bastard!"

As soon as Sun Wukong's words fell, his legs flicked, dodging the giant hand that the brown giant monster grabbed and jumped away from the brown monster.

"Ant, I'm going to crush you inch by inch."

The brown troll roared angrily and smashed a slightly larger piece of scrap metal next to it, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Sun Wukong.

Facing the big fist that the brown giant monster struck over, like a ramming hammer on the ancient battlefield, with a thousand powers, Sun Wukong did not hesitate to wave his fist.

Syllable!

The two fists, one large and one small, collided violently as if Mars had hit the earth.

When Sun Wukong fought the brown troll, a hundred feet in the air, a helicopter gunship.

The helicopter's monitor was showing the riots in the streets, seeing civilians being slaughtered by the brown trolls.

Gathered in front of the monitor were a pair of young men and women dressed in civilian clothing, and a general in military uniform.

"That monster, is that your man?" The young man asked angrily towards the general.

"Oh my God, what the hell did you do?" The young woman also asked in surprise.

In the face of the accusations of young men and women, the general, who didn't know what had happened, showed a blank expression.

"Sir, what should we do?"

The soldiers next to him were sad and angry when they saw countless civilians and several of their companions dead at the hands of the brown trolls.

"Sue everyone, let them bring their weapons, and then go back and hunt down that monster." The general said helplessly.

"You must take me with you, only I can deal with it." The young man pondered for a few seconds before speaking.

"What do you say, Bruce, do you think you can control it?" The young woman listened to the young man's words and couldn't help but say, "No, you also saw the destructive power of that monster, that would be too dangerous." ”

"No, it's not control, I don't know if I can suppress it, I can only say do my best." The young man shook his head and replied.

"What if you fail?" The general asked aloud in annoyance.

But before the young man could answer his question, he was interrupted by a soldier on the side, who had been watching the picture on the monitor.

"Sir, look, there's a fight with a monster! Oh, it's a New Yorker, oh my God, the monster was sent flying, who is that New Yorker? ”

"What's going on?" The young man couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the picture on the monitor.

The brown monster has a huge force, but in front of Sun Wukong, who also has supreme strength and rich combat experience, he is completely at a disadvantage of being beaten.

"This is impossible, you are just an ant-like thing, how can you beat me like this, I am unwilling, I have exhausted all means, and finally I have obtained the power of the god of war...... Ah......h

The brown troll roared in anger, but its roar was not over, and it was immediately knocked out by Sun Wukong like a sandbag, and crashed into a wall of a house next to the street.

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