"Phew, if you come to protect me? You're not in a good head, I'll give you a scoop to see. Sun Wukong's eyes showed a fierce light and said viciously.

Although he called me a hero, it was not good to say that I was protected by Rulai!

He flew and kicked him.

Mo Tie was not in a hurry, his superhuman body had been used for a long time, his strength and strength had greatly increased, and he had the confidence to compete with the copper skin and iron bones of the Monkey King.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

Mo Tie greeted him and fought with Sun Wukong, and the fight was so lively.

In terms of boxing alone, Mo Tie can't do it, and he hasn't met anyone who is particularly powerful in boxing, and his understanding of boxing and feet is limited.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong is also average, the golden hoop stick is good, but the kung fu is limited to the move of stealing peaches on Huaguo Mountain back then.

After the two rookies pecked each other for a while, they separated, and Sun Wukong said: "Yes, you can entangle with my old grandson for a while, but you will be killed by me in a while." ”

As he spoke, Sun Wukong took out an inferior rod from his ear, which had colorful colors on it, and the length was only up to Sun Wukong's brow.

Mo Tie knew that this was a fake stick, and it was also smashed by the family heirloom flying sword of the empty boy in the movie.

So, he stretched out his hand, pulled out a stainless steel treasure knife out of nowhere, and without speaking, he rushed towards Sun Wukong.

Even if he was distracted and practiced swordsmanship back then, in the end, what really suited him was the Lianjia sword technique that he fell in love with at first sight.

This is a calligraphy-based knife technique, which can be graceful and bold; It can be swift or slow, and it is varied, and Mo Tie has unconsciously used it deep into the bone marrow for so many years.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Sun Wukong's stick method is rigorous, offensive and defensive, and the stick shadows are layered on top of each other, watching the sky flying.

Mo Tie was not to be outdone, the grass changed, the iron drew silver hooks, a steel knife kept fighting with the stick shadow, and the word "solid" was solid in defense, and countless stick shadows were repelled one by one, and there was a lot of gold and iron on the field.

In this way, they fought for half an hour with the weapons they were good at, regardless of victory or defeat.

Sun Wukong pulled back, stood upright, and said: "You have good skills, report your name, and my old grandson will not kill the nameless opponent." ”

"I'll talk about it after the fight."

Mo Tie said the only word, and rushed over with a knife.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong no longer competed with weapons, and turned into a spotted tiger, huge in size, twenty meters high, walking in the forest like a lion lying in the grass, almost unable to hide his body.

Mo Tie laughed and casually created some wounds for himself.

"Zizizi!"

In a flash of lightning, a giant dressed in metal armor appeared.

This giant is not very tall, only less than 100 meters, dressed as an ancient general, with a heart guard on his chest, chain mail on his back, and an iron jacket around his waist.

"Zheng!"

And that wasn't the end of it, as the giant pulled out a giant slasher from behind his back, holding it horizontally in his hand, and two puffs of heat came out of his nostrils.

Sun Wukong was taken aback, could it be a ghost cultivator on the other side? It is much more powerful than that Hades, and he has cultivated into the body of an ancient ghost god.

He didn't dare to slack off, and he shook himself again, revealing his original form.

An irascible black ape rose from the ground and thumped its chest with all its might, making it a point bigger with each slap.

After dozens of hearty blows, Sun Wukong turned into a huge giant ape of tens of thousands of meters, much higher than the Five Finger Mountain on the side.

This is his ascetic cultivation of the Dharma, heaven and earth, belonging to the seventy-two changes, ordinary people do not work hard to improve, but he can be fine in a while.

The giant Mo Tie turned into looked up at the giant ape like a mountain, and wounded himself again, and even more intense lightning appeared, and the voltage even ionized a puff of water vapor from the nearby air.

He became a 100,000-meter-tall giant.

The Journey to the West World is much larger than Blue Star, after all, it is a parallel world of the Flood Shattered Plane, even if Mo Tie is 100,000 meters tall, he has not broken through the clouds because of this.

Sun Wukong was a little entangled, and looked up at Mo Tie, who was ten times taller than him, how could this be beaten? Do you want to jump up and kick him in the knee?

"Whew!"

As soon as the giant ape turned around, it instantly shrank back to its normal size, and Mo Tie saw this, and also changed back to its original size.

"Hmph, let's have a good competition, what do you do to learn that Buddhism? Always become high-minded, overpowering people, hateful! Sun Wukong said angrily.

Mo Tie smiled slightly, Brother Monkey's words became more and more harmonious, didn't he see that his skills were good? This is not much different from Buddhism.

In other words, all the sects and factions in the world are similar.

Sun Wukong pulled a handful of hair from the back of his head, stretched out in front of him and blew.

"Whoa......

Suddenly, a monkey roar sounded, and Brother Monkey used his famous mastery - "blowing technique".

Forgive Mo Tie for not thinking of what this trick should be called, because these little monkeys are really not incarnations outside the body.

The orthodox incarnation of Sun Wukong outside the body will also, but that can only be separated into a clone with the same strength as himself, unless he learns Lao Tzu's secret technique of "one gas and three clears" to conjure up another one.

The real advantage of such an out-of-body incarnation is that the strength is completely consistent with the ontology, there is no deviation, and it ignores cultivation.

The Daode Tianzun's technique of "one qi and three purifications" can turn him into three saints, and the strength of his supernatural powers can be seen.

And Sun Wukong's monkey hair is far inferior, at most he has the ability of Brother Monkey himself.

Mo Tie couldn't help but sigh that his system was too powerful, and with a wave of his hand, countless figures appeared from the void behind him.

These people have different shapes, some have six beards on their cheeks; There are nine tails behind them; There are also nine throwing knives circling around the body...... In short, all the doppelgangers of the autonomous personality in the "population component" have been released.

It's time for them to shine.

"Village Chief, thank you for giving me Katerina's skills, now my golden glitter reputation is finally worth it." A sunny young man with blond hair said kindly.

"Hey, fake ninja, don't play my dad if it's okay. You didn't even pretend to be the eighth Hokage in Chakra! The six-bearded sunny boy shouted angrily.

"Shut up and fight!"

Mo Tie gave a "gag order" before the others could speak, so everyone was suppressed by the highest authority and swallowed the words on their lips.

In this way, a nameless fire suddenly broke out in their hearts, and they couldn't be angry with Mo Tie, so they had to point the finger at Sun Wukong's group of monkey monkey monkeys.

For a moment, the doppelgangers rushed to the opposite side like hungry tigers pounced on food.

Sun Wukong has many monkey hair clones, tens of thousands, covering the entire plain; Mo Tie also has a lot of autonomous personality clones, and the two sides are equal in number.

Next, it depends on their abilities.